After the time it took to burn an incense stick.
Accompanied by Gu Qingzhao, Qin Ming arrived at the Hall of Affairs in Qingyang Market.
"Pavilion Master Gu, Fellow Daoist Qin, please wait a moment! Several elders are discussing matters inside."
The duty officer saw that even Gu Qingzhao had come in person and hurried inside to report their arrival.
Inside the Hall of Affairs.
Four inner sect elders of the Spirit Feather Sect were in discussion.
"I never expected this boy's attainments in the path of spirit plants to be so high. His talent is truly extraordinary."
"Indeed. He even successfully cultivated Supreme-Grade Beast Fang Rice. He is far better than those few disappointing disciples under us old fellows."
"It is a pity that he is not a disciple of our Spirit Feather Sect, but was conscripted from a cultivation family to serve his labor duty."
"This Old Man intends to take him as a closed-door disciple and exempt him from his labor duty."
"How could I not be tempted by such fine timber? I only fear that he will not accept. Old Zhuang, you know that these Spirit Farmers are quite resistant toward the sect."
"What if he only wants the recommendation slot and has no intention of entering our sect? How should we handle that?"
"You mean? This boy wants to advance to a Tier 2 Spirit Planter and then escape our sect's control?"
"Precisely. With this boy's talent, it may not be impossible for him to reach that step."
"What do the elders mean?"
"First, sound him out. If he fails to appreciate our kindness and refuses to join our sect, then raise the difficulty of the examination."
"There is nothing wrong with being a mid-grade Spirit Planter for life and growing Spirit Rice for our