The Flaming Sun Great World was divided into three thousand regions!
Windmist Region, World Suppression Sacred Clan.
A million disciples gathered in the huge square. There were also many elders who were surrounded by Dao Laws and looked in a direction respectfully.
A tall figure stood there with his hands behind his back.
The owner of the figure was none other than the supreme orthodoxy of the Windmist Region…the World Suppressing Holy Clan's Old Ancestor.
"Time has passed, and the sea has turned into dust."
Jiang Beixuan's expression was calm as he looked down at the entire World Suppression Sacred Clan.
It had been ten thousand years since he had transmigrated to this world.
When he first arrived here, he was just an outer sect disciple and was destined to have limited achievements. Fortunately, he had obtained a pretty good golden finger at the beginning of the game-the Supreme System.
The first ability the system gave him was to read all kinds of books and obtain rewards from them.
From all kinds of heaven-defying cultivation techniques to the strongest physique in the world…
Jiang Beixuan had also relied on all sorts of rewards to rise from the ashes. Now, he had even stepped into the Extreme Emperor realm and was the supreme ancestor of the World Suppressing Sacred Clan!
In the past 10,000 years, he had led the World Suppressing Sacred Clan to rise up to become the number one orthodoxy in the Windmist Region. They were revered by all directions and worshipped by all countries.
Today, he came out of seclusion because the system's second mission had been activated.
According to the system, Jiang Beixuan had to nurture 3,000 amazing people and let them dominate the entire Flaming Sun Great World!
The Flaming Sun World was so vast that even Emperors might not be able to see the end of it…
Over the years, there had never been a single force that could conquer the entire Flaming Sun Great World.
The difficulty of this second mission could be imagined.
But at the same time, Jiang Beixuan would receive a generous reward for every step he completed!
"Ancestor, are there any disciples that you're satisfied with?”
At this moment, a middle-aged Taoist with a refined face, a long beard, and a purple robe walked up to Jiang Beixuan and spoke respectfully.
The middle-aged man was the current Holy Master of the World Suppressing Sacred Clan, a Saint Sacrifice Realm mighty figure. He was someone who could cause the outside world to tremble with just a stomp of his foot.
However, in front of Jiang Beixuan, he did not even dare to breathe too heavily, for fear of offending the Patriarch.
"Hmm…Let me see."
Jiang Beixuan nodded and said calmly.
When the middle-aged man heard this, he revealed a happy expression. Although he had mentioned taking in disciples to the Patriarch many times, the Patriarch didn't seem to be interested at all.
As the Holy Master, he was very anxious.
Now, only the ancestor of the sect could nurture another Great Emperor!
The current World Suppressing Sacred Sect was almost entirely supported by the Old Ancestor. If the Old Ancestor was not around in the future, the entire sect would probably collapse in an instant.
Emperors could not escape the law of life and death.
Jiang Beixuan ignored the middle-aged man's thoughts and looked at the disciple at the front of the square.
There were only a few dozen of them, but they were the true elites of the World Suppressing Holy Sect. They were born with powerful physiques and even had a few supreme Saintly Beings.
These disciples were destined to enter the Sacred Ritual realm in the future, and they even had a chance to become Supremes.
Under Jiang Beixuan's gaze, these disciples were filled with anticipation and nervousness.
If he became the disciple of the ancestor, it would be a supreme fortune! He might even become a Martial Monarch Realm expert.
But will the ancestor take a fancy to me? I'm a Connate Saint Body, and I'm only fifteen years old now, but I'm already at the peak of the Grotto-Heaven Realm…
However, Jiang Beixuan's gaze only lingered on the group of disciples for a moment before slowly moving away.
These true inheritances immediately became extremely disappointed.
Looking back, there were thousands of inner disciples.
These disciples had decent aptitudes and could become the backbone of the World Suppressing Holy Sect in the future. There were close to ten thousand inner sect disciples, and any one of them could be considered geniuses in the outside world!
When Jiang Beixuan looked over, their hearts were in their throats.
If he was chosen by the ancestor, he would immediately be able to leap over the dragon gate and surpass many legacy disciples. He might even be appointed as the Holy Son!
Up until now, the World Suppressing Sacred Sect had never had a Saint Child.
However, Jiang Beixuan's gaze did not stay on them for long. Instead, it fell on the outer sect disciples.
Compared to the inner sect, the number of outer sect disciples of the World Suppressing Sacred Clan was incomparably huge, close to a million.
Although they were only outer sect disciples, their aptitude was destined to be good since they were able to enter the World Suppressing Sacred Sect.
Seeing Jiang Beixuan's gaze, the outer sect disciples 'eyes were filled with passion!
Back then, the old ancestor had walked out of the outer sect and stood out all the way. He had reached the heavenly realm and his name shook the endless land.
Jiang Beixuan's story had always been regarded as a legend by the outer sect disciples, and they used it to motivate themselves.
The immortal path was endless, and everyone could be like a dragon!
When the Great Dao fought, those who obeyed were mortals, and those who rebelled were immortals.
This was what the ancestor had once said.
Many elders and deacons of the World Suppressing Sacred Clan also turned to look at the outer sect, their hearts filled with hope.
If another legend appeared in the outer sect, the status of the World Suppressing Sacred Sect would be even more consolidated.
However, after a long time, Jiang Beixuan slowly looked away.
This was the first disciple he wanted to take in. How could he be too casual?
At this moment, Jiang Beixuan's gaze suddenly fell on the corner of the square.
There stood a skinny black-robed youth of seventeen or eighteen years old.
"Ding! Those who have discovered great luck are recommended to be nurtured by the host.”
A person with great luck?
Jiang Beixuan was taken aback. He sized up the young man carefully.
To be able to be defined by the system as a person with great luck, he must be extraordinary.
The black-robed youth's cultivation was only at the Body Forging realm, but his eyes revealed a sense of determination and vicissitudes. Although his status was low, he did not show any signs of obedience.
The black-robed youth did not panic or feel excited when Jiang Beixuan locked his gaze on him. Instead, he was extremely calm…
At this moment, the surrounding legacy disciples and inner sect disciples could not remain calm.
Could it be that the Patriarch was going to take an outer sect disciple as his disciple? Or was there really a hidden peerless figure in the outer sect?
Doubt, envy, and all sorts of emotions played out in everyone's hearts.
However, no one questioned Jiang Beixuan.
The ancestor's judgment was definitely not wrong.
In the past, the ancestor's aptitude and cultivation were still ordinary, but didn't he also walk towards the peak later on?
Don't look down on anyone. This was the sect's commandment.
"What's your name?"
Jiang Beixuan had already appeared beside the black-robed youth. Although he did not deliberately release his aura, the boundless pressure from his body still made the surrounding disciples feel embarrassed.
Only the black-robed youth remained calm. He bowed to Jiang Beixuan respectfully and said,
"Ancestor, disciple Gu Xuan is from the Gu family of the Southern Toad Region.”
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