Ji Wuzhou

The next day, inside the main hall of the Five Elements Sect.

The five court heads gathered together. The long table was covered with plaques of every kind, each one recording information on the disciples admitted through this year's Ascending Dragon Conference.

Cao Tianran, head of the Geng Metal Court, swept his gaze around the room and spoke first. "Nearly all the ranked disciples from this year's Ascending Dragon Conference have arrived. More than fifty of them. Take a look, everyone."

The moment he finished speaking, Li Shan, head of the Jia Wood Court, immediately set his eyes on a red plaque on the table. The four words "Superior Bone Structure" stood out especially sharply upon its surface.

Yet he was not the only one with sharp eyes. The other court heads had long since fixed their gazes on that same plaque, like several hawks all locking onto the same prey.

At that moment, Ji Wuzhou, head of the Li Fire Court, said blandly, "This disciple shall enter my Li Fire Court. Do any of you have objections?"

The moment those words fell, everyone present was astonished.

If one had to name the court with the weakest average disciple strength among the five courts, there was no need to think—it was certainly the Li Fire Court.

This could not be separated from Ji Wuzhou holding the title of court head while neglecting its management. Whenever it came time to select disciples, he picked only those the other courts did not want—commonly known as picking through scraps.

With both factors added together, it would have been strange if the Li Fire Court were not weak.

"Since Martial Uncle Ji has spoken, I naturally have no objection," Cao Tianran said first.

"Yes, we have no objections at all." The other court heads