In fact, most children were like this. Their thoughts were pure and innocent. The things they believed in were not worth mentioning in the eyes of the adults. Even a mountain of gold and silver could not be exchanged for them.
This was the reason why Murong Xue still remembered Pavilion Lord Sui even after more than ten years.
"Junior Sister Xue 'er, don't forget that we are here for official business." The handsome man beside her cleared his throat and said.
"Mm mm, alright, Senior Brother Ling." Murong Xue stuck out her tongue. This unintentional action was indescribably charming.
The disciples of the True Martial Pavilion were a little lost for a moment. It was not that they were lacking in willpower. It was just that they had spent most of their time within the boundaries of the True Martial Pavilion, and had almost no contact with the opposite sex. In order to 'regain their freedom', they had no chance of leaving the boundaries of the True Martial Pavilion unless they became the most outstanding disciple of their respective halls, or were eliminated.
In this regard, they were even inferior to the disciples of the six great dojos. Of course, the disciples of the six great dojos would try their best to train in the True Martial Pavilion. Even if they were slightly lacking in talent, they would still be able to reap some benefits. In other words, it was a golden opportunity!
However, this pair also proved the saying — the people in the city wanted to leave, while the people outside the city wanted to enter.
Following this, the old man with the surname Tang took two steps forward and scanned his surroundings. An invisible pressure immediately spread toward the crowd. The majority of the disciples did not dare to look him in the eyes. However, there was a small portion of them that were able to withstand the pressure.
"Not bad, not bad. Old Sui, your True Martial Pavilion still has a few good seedlings." The old man with the surname Tang praised.
"Hehe, just so-so." Pavilion Lord Sui chuckled in response with a hint of pride.
"Apart from confirming the news, I'm also planning to select some talents from your True Martial Pavilion and bring them back to the Five Poison Cult to train."
The old man with the surname Tang was rather vague. Of course, most people ignored the first half of his sentence. The eyes of the disciples lit up upon hearing the words' select talents'.
"Pavilion Lord Sui, there's no need to be in a rush to reply. Think carefully before you speak. If you purposely hide it, it will be equivalent to fooling the Five Poison Cult. The consequences will be severe." A young man beside him transmitted his voice to Sui Yunxiao.
His cultivation was so profound that he didn't even need to use his mouth to move. Even more than half of the upper echelons of the True Martial Pavilion didn't notice it, let alone those disciples.
Sui Yunxiao frowned and was a little unhappy. When they met before, this young man had a frivolous attitude, as if he was the son of the mayor who came to the county for an inspection. In any case, Sui Yunxiao was an elder, so he should be polite. However, this guy did not mean that. He talked like he was the "king of the mountain".
Sui Yunxiao pretended not to hear it. In fact, he was feeling very complicated. If the matter of the Golden Snake Sword was put on the table, with the Five Poison Cult's position, they would definitely take it back. If it was a moment ago, he would undoubtedly stand on the side of the Five Poison Cult. However, just now, he had seen with his own eyes that he could refine a Rank 3 Spirit Concentration Pill. This was very awkward. As long as they could build a good relationship with him, the future of the True Martial Pavilion would be promising. On one side was the Five Poison Cult, which seemed to know the truth. On the other side was the alchemy ghost.
Actually, the people of the Five Poison Cult originally did not intend to select talents from the True Martial Pavilion. However, since it involved the Divine Weapon, the Golden Snake Sword, it could be said that it was a matter of great importance. They had to think of a way to cover it up. Therefore, after a short discussion, they came up with this plan.
To put it bluntly, they would first give the True Martial Pavilion a taste of sweetness and build a good relationship with them. In this way, Pavilion Master Sui would also obediently cooperate. It seemed like the best of both worlds, but there was a sudden problem.
"Alright, let me introduce myself first. I am the Third Elder of the Five Poison Cult. This is one of the Four Great Protectors, Ling Zetian. He is one of the top five martial arts geniuses of the Solitary Clan. And this is our leader's daughter, Murong Xue. The two of them are in charge of today's selection test. Everyone present can challenge them. Of course, due to the difference between the True Martial Pavilion and the Five Poison Cult, you do not need to defeat them. As long as you can last more than twenty moves, you will pass the test!
You should understand the rules, right? "Elder Tang said unhurriedly.
"Wow." The crowd let out a gasp of surprise.
"That young man should only be in his twenties, right?
He actually became a Protector! "
"Sigh, it's infuriating to compare oneself with others. Yet another weirdo."
"We are different ~ ~ ~"
These disciples were naturally giants among dwarves when compared to the people of the six great martial arts schools. However, when compared to the people of the Five Poison Cult, they were out-and-out dwarves.
Although the True Martial Pavilion had many branches, they did not have titles such as Branch Leader, Altar Leader, or Protector. After all, the sects of the Jianghu did not have such qualifications. However, they also knew what it meant to be a Protector.
This title was second only to the Elder and Sect Leader. The position was unimaginably high. Moreover, Elder Tang also said that the Five Poison Cult only had four Great Protectors, and Ling Zetian was one of them. This special honor was absolutely amazing.
As for the Solitary Clan that he mentioned, it was similar to the Martial Arts Hall of the True Martial Pavilion. It was a place where ruthless people gathered. If Elder Tang did not explain it in such detail, at least seventy to eighty percent of the disciples of the True Martial Pavilion would be eager to try. However, after he explained it clearly, many people wanted to give up.
Twenty moves. What kind of concept was that? In a real fight, it would only take less than a minute. However, in a fight between experts, everything changed in an instant. A blink of an eye was enough to determine the winner!
"Elder Tang, can you change the rules a little? Twenty moves is too much. I think ten moves is more suitable."
"Bullsh * t. Ten moves is also too much. Five moves is good enough."
"You guys are really demanding. I feel that if I can withstand one move, I will have the right to boast in the future …"
These people did not purposely lower their voices. The upper echelons of the True Martial Pavilion were embarrassed when they heard this. Wasn't this a typical example of boosting the morale of others and diminishing their own prestige?