Chu Mo quickly took out the white robe he had prepared beforehand from his spatial ring and put it on.
He instantly transformed into a dashing young gentleman in ancient attire, except for his slightly odd hairstyle.
Looking at the tall mountain not far away, he hesitated for a moment.
That place is clearly a sect. What if I barge in like this and get misunderstood?
He dared not take any risks in this unknown place.
Just as he hesitated to move forward.
A carriage suddenly appeared in the distance and stopped beside him.
The curtain on the carriage was lifted, and a round head peeked out.
He was a young man of seventeen or eighteen, with a robust and kind face.
Upon seeing Chu Mo's hairstyle, a hint of surprise flashed in the young man's eyes, but he quickly regained his composure and asked enthusiastically:
"Brother, are you also here to participate in the selection of disciples for the Qingcang Immortal Sect?"
Seeing Chu Mo's bewildered expression, the young man jumped off the carriage with a friendly smile.
"My name is Qian Duoduo, I'm from Qinglin County, and I've also come to Qingcang Immortal Sect to become a disciple. Who knows, we might even be fellow disciples in the future."
"Hello, my name is Chu Mo."
Chu Mo treated the first person he met in this world with utmost sincerity, without giving a false name.
"Brother Chu, if you don't mind, please get in the car and come along. This year's selection will not be held here, but in the town."
Chu Mo hesitated for a moment, then thanked him and jumped into his carriage.
The carriage was spacious, and besides the two of them, a middle-aged man who looked like a butler was also sitting inside.
Chu Mo couldn't help but be slightly surprised, because this person gave him the feeling that he was not simple.
This is a cultivator, and his cultivation level is probably no lower than his.
"Young Master Chu, my young master is an honest man. Please take good care of him after we arrive at the sect."
The middle-aged man bowed to him, his attitude polite and friendly.
Although Chu Mo had an unusual hairstyle and looked like a Buddhist monk, he possessed an extraordinary aura and was no ordinary person.
Therefore, he dared not be overconfident in the slightest.
After exchanging a few pleasantries...
The chubby boy was already very friendly, putting his arm around Chu Mo's shoulder as if they were old friends who had known each other for many years.
"Brother Chu, where are you from?"
"Oh, my home is a bit far away. It took me more than ten days to walk here," Chu Mo replied, seemingly unrelated to the question.
"More than ten days? Could it be that you came from Luoxia County?" the middle-aged man asked in surprise.
Chu Mo could only smile and nod; he couldn't very well say that he had traveled from another time.
The chubby boy couldn't help but look at him with admiration and said:
"Brother Chu is truly remarkable. At such a young age, you dare to travel freely in the Southern Region alone. You must be a highly skilled cultivator."
"Oh, not at all, it's just good luck."
Chu Mo was unaware of the situation here and didn't dare to speak recklessly.
Fortunately, this young man named Qian Duoduo has a straightforward and simple personality.
The middle-aged butler was also very open with his questions.
From their conversation, Chu Mo was shocked to discover that this place was actually the Kunlun Realm!
After he realized what was happening, he carefully extracted a lot of information and gradually gained a rough understanding of the world.
This region comprises four domains—East, South, West, and North—and one central continent. This particular place belongs to the Lingfeng Kingdom in the South Domain.
The Southern Region is vast, spanning countless billions of miles, with numerous sects and hundreds of large and small countries.
Lingfeng Kingdom, among them, can only be considered a medium-sized country.
Even so.
It also has thirty-six provinces, each of which is further divided into twenty or thirty prefectures.
At this moment, they were in Qinglin County, which covered an area of several thousand miles.
Chu Mo couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement.
The Southern Region is vast and boundless, yet it is only one of the four regions.
This world is probably more than a hundred times larger than Earth.
He never expected that Xiao Liu would bring him to the Kunlun Realm.
He decided to find a place to lie low here.
When the Burial Abyss opens, he will be able to know in advance what happens in the outside world.
Even if they can't find the artifact, they can still find a glimmer of hope for Lingyin Village by working together from the inside and outside.
Moreover, this place is a true world of cultivation.
The resources suitable for cultivators are far superior to those of the Burial Abyss and Earth.
Based on this world, he could even provide the people in these two places with a lot of scarce resources to enhance their strength.
Before long, the group arrived at a small town square.
The place was already packed with people, and many excited young people were queuing up.
When Chu Mo and Qian Duoduo arrived at the front, they were surprised to find that there were actually two groups of people recruiting disciples.
At one of the locations, a long queue had formed, with a large crowd of people, and a flag fluttering high displayed the three large characters "Batianmen".
The other group of test takers, however, had very few applicants; it was the Qingcang Immortal Sect.
"It's the Overlord Sect? Don't they only recruit disciples once every three years? They recruited last year, why are they recruiting again this time?"
Qian Duoduo looked surprised and delighted.
"Brother Qian, which of these two sects is stronger?" Chu Yi asked in confusion.
"Of course it's the Overlord Sect. The Overlord Sect has tens of thousands of disciples, while the Azure Sky Immortal Sect only has a few hundred. There's simply no comparison."
Qian Duoduo answered without hesitation.
However, the middle-aged butler who had been following behind the two of them added with a sigh:
"If it were five thousand years ago, the Qingcang Immortal Sect would have been the number one sect in the Lingfeng Kingdom, and even in the entire Southern Region, it would have been a first-rate sect."
"Unfortunately, thousands of years have passed, and it has long since declined. Now, even recruiting disciples requires competing against others in tournaments. How pathetic!"
Chu Mo couldn't help but look curious.
"Steward Yang, why has such a glorious sect fallen into such decline?"
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