"You're a coward! If you want to die, go ahead and do it yourself, don't drag me down with you! That Daoist Wuchen has offended the Hundred Sects, and if you become his disciple, who knows how many people will be chasing after you."
"Yeah! My mother sent me up the mountain to cultivate, so I could learn a move or two and retire. This sect is so competitive, who would want to go? Do you think I'm one of those geniuses? You're hopeless!"
"Cultivating immortality is like fighting a war. You'll be on tenterhooks the whole time. It's not worth it at all. I'm planning to go to the Heavenly Blade Sect. It's easy and not tiring. I have a wide network of connections, and there are five social insurances and one housing fund. It's simply a wonderful place."
Ye Tian asked several people in succession.
That's when I realized that all the apprentices who signed up were incredibly pragmatic.
Ye Tian couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that the cultivation world was already saturated, and the slogans of cultivation and immortality were no longer enough to fool disciples.
These people are all incredibly cunning.
Who cultivates immortality with the thought of defying fate? Everyone just wants to learn some skills, go down the mountain to marry a beautiful woman, and live to be this old, living a life of ease and comfort.
How awesome!
Although Ye Tian was angry, he was helpless. After all, he used to be like that too, able to live a life of ease and comfort, who would be willing to cultivate diligently?
"Are you going to enroll in the Ruthless Sect? I'd like to ask about this sect." A melodious voice, as sweet as a lark's song, rang out.
She was a woman with an oval face, her flowing dress adorned with ancient and exotic creatures, and her hair adorned with hairpins that swayed gently on either side. Her jade-like feet were half an inch off the ground, lightly enveloped by a thin white veil.
Her face was full of curiosity.
Ye Tian was overjoyed!
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