Chen Cuo looked at the Brocade-Robed Daoists. His gaze finally settled on the one leading them.
"Master, do you know this man?"
"I do," Monk Xinren said with a nod. "His name is Jingtongzi. He's a Personal Disciple of the Fortune and Virtue Sect Leader. His rise is said to be quite a tale. He started as an Outer Disciple and climbed step by step until the Fortune Virtue Sect Leader took him on as a disciple. A few years ago, Jiao Tongzi, the sect's original chief disciple of the second generation, was suddenly pushed aside. Jingtongzi seized the opening and rose."
"A Personal Disciple of the Fortune Virtue Sect Leader, who fought his way up from the outer sect bit by bit. That's impressive indeed!" Chen Cuo nodded.
He knew that the Fortune Virtue Sect was nothing like Great Hua Mountain's Cloudsky Sect, with its mere handful of members. The Fortune Virtue Sect was vast and powerful, with many inner disciples and outer enterprises as numerous as clouds. The people dependent on it numbered eight thousand if not ten thousand, and most had been selected through layer upon layer of screening. To stand out among them, who knew how many trials, hardships, and schemes Jingtongzi had endured?
As he considered this, Chen Cuo suddenly said, "I didn't expect you to know so much about the Fortune Virtue Sect's internal affairs, Master." Then he changed tack. "Since you recognized him, perhaps you can recognize me as well."
"I cannot." Monk Xinren shook his head and pressed his palms together. "Everyone in this world has distinguishing traits, and rumors abound. Only by combining those rumors with where a person is active can this poor monk identify him. But in your case, Exalted Immortal, there are too many contradictions. I cannot identify