Passing through jungles and valleys, he came to rows of stone buildings covered with vines.

This is the outer disciple management office and the place where Xiao Ran registers for entry.

He saw the supervisor who was very indifferent to him during the assessment and registration——

Zhang Shun.

This is a middle-aged man with eyes as narrow as leaves, a short, stocky figure, and a sense of power.

Things are changing.

Xiao Ran, who re-entered this place, was already wearing a blue uniform as a direct disciple.

His status is at least three levels higher than that of the supervisor who spoke sarcastically before.

The overseer is just the representative of the outer disciples who are at the peak of physical training.

Above the supervisors, there are coaches from the outer sect, or ordinary disciples from the inner sect, all of whom are cultivating their Qi.

Above them are the elite disciples of the inner sect, who are starting to build their foundations.

The ones above are the direct disciples. Cultivation is not important. What matters is talent and potential.

Zhang Shun gritted his teeth and stared at Xiao Ran, quite dissatisfied, unable to say a word for a long time.

I watched helplessly as the soil slope beneath my feet suddenly rose and turned into a towering mountain that was difficult to look up at.

Why!

You're just a pretty boy, do you still want me to call you senior brother?

Although Xiao Ran has zero talent, he is his direct disciple after all, and it is impossible for him to be like a handyman like Zhang Shun.

His appearance here is a slap in the face, not to mention the fact that he is wearing the uniform of a direct disciple.

Zong Zhishan advocates adhering to Taoism and practicing freely. Politeness is not a sect rule, and there is no need to force others to salute.

This is why Zhang Shun holds his head high and insists on not saying hello. He is indifferent to everyone, and there is no need to lick a direct disciple who has a shady background and may collapse at any time.

Although I, Zhang Shun, am an outer disciple, I have a tough life and cannot learn how to bend!

Dong dong dong dong——

At this moment, Zhang Shun's immediate boss, Lin Yunzi, a highly respected external coach, ran out of the stone building at a speed that was not commensurate with his age.

He straightened his clothes and bowed to Xiao Ran:
Chapter completed!