"I feel the same. To become a Divine Sect disciple, I've exhausted everything I have. No matter what price I have to pay this time, I will succeed!"
"Me too. As long as I can become a Divine Sect disciple, I'll stop at nothing!"
Before the gates of the Six Paths Divine Sect, several young men silently swore that they would successfully join the Six Paths Divine Sect!
Even if they had to give up everything, it would be worth it!
"Divine Sect disciples are supreme. Even the lowest-ranking servant disciples hold far greater status than those outside. After all, they bear the name of the Six Paths Divine Sect. But even servant disciples are not something trash like you can become."
Just then, a cold voice suddenly came from the side.
Several young men approached, dressed in extraordinary attire and striding with the bearing of dragons and tigers. They looked down on the others with utter disdain.
"What did you say?"
Hearing this, the group flew into a rage. They turned, ready to teach this arrogant fool a vicious lesson for daring to say such things. But when they saw the young men and women, all the words in their throats died before they could be spoken.
Instead, they stared at the young men before them in shock, as though they had seen something terrifying.
"What? Do you think I was wrong?"
At those words, a young man in black around twenty years old stepped out from among the group. His eyes flashed like lightning as he coldly swept his gaze over them and spoke indifferently.
"No, no, no, you're absolutely right, Young Master Wang. We're all trash—no, we're worse than trash!"
"That's right, Young Master Wang. We aren't even worthy of being called trash!"
"Calling us trash is