As Qin Potian led Chu Mo towards the village, he explained to him:

"But now that I think about it, it's only been a few years since the Burial Abyss opened, so even if they know that outsiders can get in, it doesn't matter."

Chu Mo knew, of course, that the old man was afraid that his presence would affect the villagers' mentality.

After all, they have lived in this cage since birth, so they don't feel anything wrong with it, and may even find it wonderful.

But once you realize that there is a wider and more beautiful world outside, you'll understand.

Even the purest heart can change.

But now, the old man has clearly decided to let them face this change and start preparing for the future.

Before long, the two arrived at a wide open space in the village.

Judging from the appearance, this open space is usually used for group activities.

Chu Mo's appearance caused a huge sensation, and many people spread the word, quickly gathering several hundred people.

Everyone is eager to know: who is this stranger dressed in such strange clothes?

Not to mention adults, even children know that once you get to a certain distance, you will be blocked by a light barrier and never be able to get out.

Naturally, no one could get in.

But this young man is clearly not from the village. Where did he come from?

Why are his hairstyle and clothes so strange?

But he really is handsome!

This is the thought of many young girls.

His appearance shattered the millennia-long tranquility of the area, drawing crowds of onlookers.

"Everyone, please be quiet. This is the patriarch's personal disciple, Uncle Chu Mo. He will also participate in tomorrow's assessment meeting."

Qin Longhu coughed and quickly stepped forward to introduce himself loudly.

Although Chu Mo is young, he is of seniority here, so it is appropriate for him to introduce them.

These words caused a stir among those around them, and the crowd began to discuss the matter.

"No way, he's actually the patriarch's disciple? Didn't the patriarch never accept disciples?"

"He must be a genius with extraordinary talent, which is why the ancestor took a liking to him."

"Will Sister Xiuxiu be able to get first place in tomorrow's assessment?"

Some young people whispered with concern.

"Hmph, Xiuxiu is a genius that only appears once every few thousand years in the village, no one can compare!"

"What if Xiuxiu loses? Will she really keep her promise?"

Recalling what that exceptionally talented girl had once said, many young men began to feel worried.