The Five Aggregates Sect had never stopped recruiting disciples from beyond its gates.
Nine Extremes Immortal Domain.
Within a small city somewhere in Chaos Cove, Flame Clan territory.
A young man in black robes narrowed his eyes as a white-haired elder blocked his path. "Fellow Daoist, what is the meaning of this?"
"Young friend, I see that your bones are extraordinary. You may possess heaven-defying talent. How about I sell you this 'Entering the World Chapter of the Immortal Realm'? Hehe, it only costs one low-grade Immortal Spirit Stone."
"No need."
The man's expression cooled slightly. He cupped his hands, stepped aside, and silently departed.
"Yan Zishan..." The elder clicked his tongue and smiled, murmuring, "His innate bones were crippled in childhood, and his clansmen spat upon him. Yet he remains unyielding in all he does. He is a gutsy little cultivator."
"You have the makings of joining my Five Aggregates Sect, boy."
The elder stroked his beard with a faint smile, then shook his head with a sigh. "After traveling for several hundred years, he is the only one who is remotely acceptable. Let's keep looking. Taking on the ancestor's work really is not easy—it requires patience..."
He was an outer sect cultivator of the Five Aggregates Sect, from the Soul-Nourishing Spirit-Weeping Clan, tasked with recruiting disciples.
There was no need for others to come begging at the mountain gate, nor did they care to assess any Immortal Dao talent. They personally searched the world, seeking fate... Though the ones they sought were all exceptionally young. Even peculiar specimens such as lone stars of heavenly baleful fate were among those they watched closely.
Suddenly.
He looked toward his Star Pivot, surprise flashing through his eyes before a trace of regret appeared, as though he had missed some spectacle.
It