The Chaos Holy Land's disciple recruitment ceremony was still underway, but it no longer had anything to do with Wu Hao, the transmigrator from Heaven Beyond Heaven. Led by a deacon, he arrived at the Chaos Holy Land's outer sect.
The so-called outer sect was really just a small mountain peak.
The entire Chaos Holy Land was an enormous mountain range, like the Kunlun Mountains, with countless peaks. Within the Chaos Holy Land, the density of spiritual energy varied as well. Naturally, the closer one was to the core of the forbidden grounds, the richer the spiritual energy became.
The closer one got to the outskirts, the thinner the spiritual energy became. Of course, that was only relative. No matter what, this was still the Nine Heavens Continent's foremost holy land, and its spiritual energy was far denser than outside.
The outermost peaks were the outer sect, where outer disciples lived—the Chaos Holy Land's "grassroots."
Drizzle Peak was one such outer sect peak.
"Wu Hao, this is where you'll be living from now on."
A middle-aged deacon of the Chaos Holy Land pointed at a stone house before him and said to Wu Hao, "You have yet to begin cultivating, so you cannot leave this mountain peak. However, we have prepared basic cultivation techniques and several sets of outer disciple robes inside. Cultivate diligently and strive to advance to the inner sect as soon as possible. Then you'll have a chance to take a master."
Wu Hao's mouth twitched at that. Take a master, my ass. I'm a mighty Quasi-Emperor at the seventh heaven. Though my cultivation has been crippled, my memories remain. Do I need a master's guidance? How many people in this Chaos Holy Land are even qualified to be my master?
As for cultivation techniques, Wu Hao