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Both of them were going to participate in the Immortal Gathering. They were one of the 100,000 students who dreamed of entering the Kunlun Mountain Taoist Temple.

Because they had participated in the Spirit Treasures Pavilion once, the two of them felt that they were superior.

There were many young people like these two. They were all brought here by the elders of their families to broaden their horizons. Some of them were familiar with each other and naturally gathered together to praise and compare with each other.

However, a discordant voice suddenly sounded.

"Wow, teacher, this place is too spectacular.”

When this voice sounded, the cultivators from the cultivation clans turned their heads in unison. When they saw Cheng Qiye and Yang Chan wearing ordinary clothes, they naturally felt contempt.

A little girl who had just entered the Spirit Treasures Pavilion exclaimed. This kind of exclamation was a very common thing. However, everyone present thought that they came from a cultivation clan and were superior to others. Therefore, they cast disdainful gazes at Yang Chan who had exclaimed.

This group of aristocratic descendants of the cultivation clans were famous for their bad tempers, apart from their lack of ability.

Yang Chan's exclamation naturally made them look down on them. In order to show their nobility and knowledge, these profligate sons of the cultivation families all cast disdainful looks at Yang Chan and Cheng Qiye. However, they were proud of their noble status and did not say anything unpleasant.

However, that gaze was enough to make Yang Chan feel uncomfortable.

"Did I say something wrong? They looked at me with such contempt. I only said that this place is spectacular…"

Yang Chan stopped in her tracks and waited for Cheng Qiye to walk up to her.

Cheng Qiye gently put his arm around Yang Chan's shoulders and looked at the contemptuous gazes from all directions.""This group of people just want to take the opportunity to look down on others to raise their status and status so that others will look up to them. In the end, it's just their pride.”

"Don't mind them. After a hundred or a thousand years, this group of people will turn into a pile of bones because they are all blind people.”

"Yes, yes, yes." Yang Chan listened to Cheng Qiye's words and beamed with joy. She kept nodding her head. She deeply agreed with Cheng Qiye's words.

"That's right. The people here are all trash. Their cultivation is very weak. How can they compare to a toe of Teacher?”

Cheng Qiye and Yang Chan's voices were not loud, but everyone who came to attend the Spirit Treasures Pavilion's banquet was a cultivator without exception. They had sharp ears and eyes. Cheng Qiye's words were harsh.

Most importantly, Cheng Qiye's honest words had hit them where it hurt.

According to their talent, they could at most have three to five hundred years of cultivation. After three to five hundred years, they would turn into a handful of yellow soil.

Although Yang Chan had only learned from Cheng Qiye for an hour, she had already cultivated for 500 years. Moreover, she had already created the Dance of the Reeds. In terms of creating divine arts, she was like a founder in other dojos.

It could be said that Yang Chan's current cultivation was no weaker than any of the old masters in the dojo...

After all, the Wine Sword Immortal, one of the Twelve Sword Immortals, had only a thousand years of cultivation.

As for those who wanted to enter the dojo, they came from the lowest level of cultivation families. They were just a bunch of trash, and even Yang Chan could not enter their sights.

With just a glance, Yang Chan could see through everyone's cultivation. The highest cultivation was only 300 years old, and the lowest cultivation was only a few decades old. The difference in cultivation was too great.

……

The Ling-Bao Hall's auction had to wait for the arrival of important people. Therefore, the Ling-Bao Hall's banquet took a long time to prepare. The people who came to attend the Ling-Bao Hall's auction were roughly divided into three circles.

The first group consisted of the leaders of the various cultivation clans. These people who controlled the cultivation clans gathered together to discuss the matters of the Immortal Ascension Assembly. Although there were nearly a thousand Daoist temples on Mount Kunlun, there were only a hundred or so that were truly attractive. The remaining Daoist temples were not even as majestic as some of the larger cultivation clans.

They had to let the younger generation of their families enter those large dojos, and the number of places in the dojos was limited, so they needed to negotiate and adjust.

The second circle was the smaller cultivation clans. This group of people was the main force buying magic treasures and flying swords because they wanted to increase the strength of their juniors by a large margin before the Immortal Ascension Assembly began. They wanted to prepare trump cards for them and turn the tables at the most critical moment.

The third circle was also the one with the least influence. It was the group of young people who came with the elders of the clan to broaden their horizons. However, the people in this circle were the most incompetent, the most troublesome, and the most hot-tempered.

They were truly the second generation of immortals and had always been the cream of the crop in the cultivation academies. They were the influential figures in the various cultivation academies. Under the protection of their families, they had never seen any big storms.

Because they had always been under the protection of their families, they had seriously overestimated their own strength. They felt invincible just by relying on immortal pills and spirit medicines to accumulate a hundred years of cultivation.

……

Cheng Qiye ignored everyone's contemptuous gazes and pulled Yang Chan to the center of the auction.

Furthermore, he sat down in the most central, most eye-catching place!

As steady as Mount Tai!

This time, the entire venue was shocked!

The seats here were prepared by Ling-Bao Hall for the dojo of Kunlun Mountain.

In the end, these cultivation clans came to Mount Kunlun to join the dojo. The people of the dojo were the ones who truly held the power of life and death in the Ascension to Immortality Festival.

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