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"I've said before that I'm not interested in these matters. I might as well tell you my purpose for coming this time; I am here to select a few good candidates for cultivation," Jiang Chen said.
Upon hearing Jiang Chen's intention, Liu Chaowu felt a surge of joy in his heart.
"Um, Mr. Jiang, is there an age limit for becoming your disciple?" Liu Chaowu asked with a sheepish smile.
"There is no age limit."
"Then—"
"There's no need to say more. I understand what you mean, but your aptitude can only be considered average. I won't take you as my disciple," Jiang Chen replied.
"Uh." Liu Chaowu's face turned awkward, and he felt a rare flush of embarrassment.
Lin Yin, standing nearby, couldn't help but stifle a laugh.
"However, when I establish my own sect in the future, you can join me," Jiang Chen added.
Liu Chaowu's eyes brightened slightly.
"Mr. Jiang, you're going to establish a sect? That's exciting news! If you do, countless people will want to join your sect. I wonder when you plan to start it? I would be willing to serve you in any way possible," Liu Chaowu quickly responded. Even if his aptitude was mediocre, being able to run errands for Jiang Chen and receiving guidance from him would be immensely beneficial.
"It should still take a few years," Jiang Chen said. The idea of establishing a sect was merely a thought for now; he needed to become stronger first, and the gate to the Mountain and Sea Secret Realm had to open for the spiritual energy on Earth to revive before he could establish his sect. Otherwise, the current thin spiritual energy on Earth wouldn't be enough to support many people in cultivation.
"Mr. Jiang, if you do establish a sect, I will definitely be the first to sign up," Liu Chaowu laughed.
"Then I won't disturb your rest any longer, Mr. Jiang. I'll come to pick you up at five o'clock," Liu Chaowu said again, tactfully taking his leave.
In the afternoon at five o'clock, the sun had moved westward but still shone brightly; the August sunset wouldn't fully set until six or seven o'clock.
The Yan Gui Tower in Dao City was an ancient building with considerable historical significance. It was said that warriors from Dao City used to gather here for tea and conversation.
Even today, martial artists visiting Dao City would feel remiss if they didn't stop by Yan Gui Tower for tea and music.
Today, Yan Gui Tower was particularly lively; it had been reserved by President Old Master Chen of the Dao City Martial Arts Association to host guests attending the Martial Arts Competition from various places.
Jiang Chen and Lin Yin followed Liu Chaowu there. Although Jiang Chen was already well-known in the Huaxia Martial Arts Community, very few truly knew him.
The Huaxia Martial Arts Community was actually divided into several factions. One faction consisted of official organizations like various Martial Arts Associations. Another faction comprised hidden families and sects that were the true inheritors of Huaxia Martial Arts and possessed the strongest abilities.
There is another faction led by the Huaxia and the Seven Great Martial Arts Families. These Martial Arts Families are neither part of the official circles nor completely hidden from view.
Then there are the well-known sects, such as the Ba Ji Sect and the Bagua Sect, among others. Of course, we cannot forget the wandering warriors and miscellaneous fighters.
Today at Yan Gui Tower, most attendees are from the official circles—Presidents of various Martial Arts Associations from different regions. Some of them possess genuine strength, while others are merely figureheads, completely inept. Alongside the Presidents, there are also many young martial arts talents from various places.
"Old Liu, you’ve arrived! It’s been a long time. Are these two your representatives from the Hangzhou Martial Arts Association for this competition? They truly possess an extraordinary aura," an elderly man dressed in a long robe with a white beard said as he approached Liu Chaowu.
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