Duan Ling Tian knew very well that the Yu Yang faction desperately wanted him to join them because the leader of the faction, Nirvanic Elder Qi Yu Yang, wanted him to be the successor to protect the faction. He had to admit the benefits they offered were very tempting. However, he could not join them since he would not be able to become Qi Yu Yang’s successor, and he had also decided to join the Cloud Peak faction.

Even without the Cloud Peak faction in the picture, Duan Ling Tian could not join the Yu Yang faction since he did not plan to stay in the Pure Yang Sect forever. If that was the case, the Yu Yang faction naturally would not offer up such benefits. After all, the Yu Yang faction’s intention was to find a successor.

Duan Ling Tian’s goals lay beyond the Pure Yang Sect, after all.

“Elder Zhao, let’s go,” Duan Ling Tian said before he walked out of the hall first.

When Zhao Lu followed after Duan Ling Tian, the crowd finally regained their senses. They looked at Duan Ling Tian’s back with complicated expressions on their faces.

“He’s not even 3,000years old, but he has such lofty ambitions. Is he arrogant or confident?”

“Based on his achievements so far, I’d say it’s confidence…”

“If I were him and managed to become a rudimentary Lord of Gods at such a young age, perhaps, I’d have the same thoughts as him…”

“Hmph! I don’t think his achievements mean much…”

“Have you not seen the recording of him killing the two intermediate Lords of Gods who were death warriors?”

“Who knows if those two were already injured to begin with? Perhaps, he was just lucky!”

Among the crowd in the Sect’s Affairs Pavilion, some felt that Duan Ling Tian was confident and some felt that he was arrogant.

After the representatives from the Yu Yang faction and the Tyrannic Saber faction tried to recruit Duan Ling Tian, the other factions no longer sent people to recruit Duan Ling Tian. After all, their faction was not as strong as the Tyrannic Saber factions and the benefits they could offer were not as good as those from the Yu Yang faction. Hence, the factions, among which there were quite a few who also wanted to groom him as their successor, gave up on recruiting him.

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After leaving the Sect’s Affairs Pavilion, Zhao Lu looked at Duan Ling Tian and said with a smile, “Duan Ling Tian, should I show you around the Myriad Phenomena Island? It’s very vast.”

Duan Ling Tian shook his head gently and said, “Elder Zhao Lu, let’s leave that for another time. I have to trouble you to lead me to the Examination Hall first.”

About less than an hour later, Duan Ling Tian and Zhao Lu returned to the Sect’s Affairs Pavilion.

There were still people there from earlier who were still gossiping about Duan Ling Tian, and they were surprised and confused when they saw Duan Ling Tian again.

“Duan Ling Tian?”

“Why is he here again?”

“Didn’t he just leave not too long ago?”

Those confused members of the Pure Yang Sect soon obtained the answers to their questions when they saw Zhao Lu lead Duan Ling Tian to a counter and Duan Ling Tian given a piece of paper.

“Duan Ling Tian has become a True Martial Disciple?”

“Heavens! It’s not even an hour since he left, but he’s already become a True Martial Disciple? Did the examination to become a True Martial Disciple become easier?”

“The fastest time for a rudimentary Lord of Gods to complete the test is one hour and 15 minutes, right?”

“This means Duan Ling Tian has broken the record, right?”

“Obviously!”

“Duan Ling Tian is too strong! Now I’m beginning to think that those two intermediate Lords of Gods he killed weren’t injured beforehand. Perhaps, he’s really capable of killing intermediate Lords of Gods.”

“Hmph! Don’t forget that the rudimentary Lord of Gods who set the record was over 8,000 years old when he took the test. The test’s difficulty depended on one’s age as well. The younger one is, the easier the test will be!”

“So he passed because the test was easy?”

“He’s not even 3,000 years old so the difficulty of the test is likely only half as difficult as the test of the previous rudimentary Lord of Gods who held the record!”

Initially, many people were shocked and impressed by Duan Ling Tian’s speed of passing the test to become a True Martial Disciple. However, after discussing for a while and being reminded by a few people, they thought the test was likely simple due to his age so it was not difficult to pass the test quickly.

Duan Ling Tian did not pay attention to the conversation in the surroundings as he went through the formalities to become a True Martial Disciple.

On the contrary, when Zhao Lu heard the conversation in the surroundings, the corners of his lips twitched fiercely.

‘They think the test is easy? Although the difficulty is based on one’s age, those at the Examination Hall had given Duan Ling Tian the most difficult test for his age group. Many of the rudimentary Lords of Gods who are more than 10,000 years old in our sect aren’t a match for him at all even though he’s much younger than them…’

Zhao Lu really felt like he was listening to idiots talking when he heard the crowd’s conversation. He sighed inwardly. ‘Duan Ling Tian is truly mature. So many people look down on him and underestimate him, but he’s still so calm…’

Zhao Lu knew that if he had such achievements at Duan Ling Tian’s age, he would be arrogant and would not be able to tolerate such words. If he were in Duan Ling Tian’s shoes, he would have stepped forward to prove the others wrong. He would have told the others about the difficulty of the test and told them to verify it with the Examination Hall if they did not believe it.

‘Is everyone from the Devata Realms so calm and level-headed? That’s not right. I know a few people from the Devata Realms, and they were definitely not as mature as Duan Ling Tian at his age…’

Zhao Lu was unaware that those he knew from the Devata Realms were born with silver spoons in their mouths. They had formidable backgrounds in the Devata Realms so their maturity was naturally incomparable to Duan Ling Tian who fought every step of the way to get to where he was. Moreover, this was Duan Ling Tian’s second life. Although he had only lived for a short 20-odd years in the mundane realm, he had experienced and seen a lot.

While Duan Ling Tian was going through the formalities to become a True Martial Sect in the Sect’s Affairs Pavilion, messages were sent out from the Examination Hall.

“The Flying Dragon Sect’s Duan Ling Tian is as strong as the average Pristine Void Elders!”

“Among those under the age of 10,000 in our Pure Yang Sect, there’s likely no one who’s a match for him!”

“There are 50 years left before the Seven Mansions Feast, which would be held once every 10,000 years, begins. During the coming 50 years, if he’s able to become an intermediate Lord of Gods, he’ll definitely be ranked in the top 10 during the Seven Mansions Feast!”

These messages were not only sent to the various factions in the Pure Yang Sect, but they were also sent to the high-ranking officials of the Pure Yang Sect.

In the Pure Yang Sect, the high-ranking officials from various factions were mostly responsible for managing the sect. The leader of these high-ranking officials was, needless to say, the Sect Leader of the Pure Yang Sect. The vice sect leaders and the elders were all high-ranking officials of the sect as well. Almost every faction in the Pure Yang Sect had at least one high-ranking official.

“Tell all the high-ranking officials to gather in the discussion hall on Myriad Phenomena Island.”

Upon receiving the message, the Sect Leader of the Pure Yang asked his subordinate to gather the other high-ranking officials. He was a handsome middle-aged man with cold eyes and a sturdy figure.

When Zhao Lu and Duan Ling Tian left the Sect’s Affairs Pavilion, all the high-ranking officials of the Pure Yang Sect had already gathered in the discussion hall.

The Sect Leader of the Pure Yang Sect stood in front of the main seat with his hands clasped on his back. He looked at the people standing below and said in a deep voice, “All of you should know the significance of the Seven Mansions Feast to our Pure Yang Sect.”

Upon hearing this, an old man said with a smile, “Sect leader, you should be direct with your words…”

The Sect Leader of the Pure Yang Sect continued to say, “The Seven Mansions Feast will determine if our Pure Yang Sect can give birth to an advanced Emperor of Gods. The current advanced Emperor of Gods in the Green Province Mansion was born after the previous Seven Mansions Feast. At that time, there was an outstanding genius from the Green Province Mansion who was ranked in the top 10.” He paused for a beat before he said again, “Originally, I didn’t hold much hope for the upcoming Seven Feasts Mansion. However, that has changed with the arrival of a new member.”

At this time, another old man said, “Sect leader, we all know who you’re talking about. He’s that young man from the Flying Dragon Sect who was brought to the sect by the Cloud Peak faction. Since this is your intention, we’ll allocate more resources to the Cloud Peak faction to groom him. If he becomes an intermediate Lord of Gods within 50 years, based on his progress so far, he’ll definitely be able to rank in the top ten during the Seven Feasts Mansion.” After saying this, he looked at the others and asked, “Everyone, what do you think of my suggestion?”

The others smiled bitterly upon hearing the old man’s words. Everyone knew the old man was from the Cloud Peak faction just like the Sect Leader of the Pure Yang Sect. Under normal circumstances, the other factions would not agree to allocate more resources to the Pure Yang Sect. However, how could they disagree now?

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