The gifts Hu Ruoyun and Luo Lie received that night would not have fit in the room if they had taken them all out.
They kept saying no, no, but the others kept pressing gifts on them, insisting that these were merely small tokens of goodwill, hardly worthy of respect, and that they simply had to accept them-refusing would be a slap in the face.
Li Chenglong and the others basked in the reflected glory too. Every teacher from a High Martial academy who came over would ask a few solicitous questions about the youngsters' cultivation, then casually offer a few pointers...
This showed them to be kindly, approachable, excellent teachers who put on no airs.
Some went even further... In Yu Moyan's case, Luo Yanling delivered his admission letter directly, along with written commitments and all sorts of guarantees and promises, going far beyond anything expected or imagined.
Li Changming also received an admission certificate from Dragon Soul High Martial, likewise accompanied by a heap of guarantees.
These things were not really the main point. After his battle with Ximen Daqing, Li Changming had become hot property, and several High Martial academies naturally had designs on admitting him. However, Dragon Soul High Martial had a highly respected old teacher who also cultivated the Great Dream Divine Art...
Back then, a single move from this teacher had sent thirty thousand Witch Alliance troops to sleep at once... They lay on the ground, helpless lambs to the slaughter!
He could be called a weapon of mass destruction enshrined in legend.
Unfortunately, every art had its counter. Later, a Witch Alliance Venerable had personally intervened, hiding among the army and pretending to fall asleep before suddenly unleashing his spiritual power. With vastly superior spiritual power, he shattered the foundation of the Great