If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 457: Collecting the Protagonists

Feng Yuchen stood there in a daze.

The person who was chattering on the other side of the talisman was his master.

The last time his master said that the sect was rich, his master's sect sold many of its properties.

This time his master said that the sect was rich. Not only did his master get 7 million medium-grade spirit stones, but he also got back the properties that he had sold before. Now his master was like a child, excitedly telling him about the sect's future development plans.

Feng Yuchen was stunned for a few seconds before finally reacting. He was about to kowtow to express his gratitude, but Shen Ziqing had already reached out and grabbed his arm. "There is gold under my knees, and I only kneel to heaven and earth and my parents. If you are truly grateful, then work hard to carry forward the Haoyu Sect's lineage. Don't give up halfway."

"Yu Chen will always remember your teachings and great kindness!" Feng Yuchen bowed, and this time Shen Ziqing did not stop him.

"Since you're so thoughtful, I'll give you the Hun Tian Ling, cough cough cough—the Hun Tian Circle for protection!"

"In that case, I'll give this pill to you."

"Young man, this silver brick of mine is meant for you, so I'll give it to you."

"Young man, this magic weapon said it wants to go to your place."

After a few visits, Feng Yuchen had a bunch of magic weapons and elixirs on him. He was flattered and kept thanking them, but finally became numb.

Pills that only existed in rumors were delivered in bags like candy beans, and priceless herbs were thrown out in bundles.

Even if he fought his way to what he thought was the ultimate ranking, he probably wouldn't be able to get so many treasures.

In a sense, he can now return to the sect.

"Before returning to Haoyu Sect, you should stay here and practice," Shen Ziqing instructed.

Feng Yuchen nodded repeatedly. Even if Shen Ziqing hadn't reminded him, he would have been thinking about how to stay shamelessly.

To those big shots, these things may not be valuable, but to him, a cultivator from a third-rate sect, each of them is a priceless treasure. He dared not blink when holding these things, for fear of being beaten with a stick.

"Okay, next one."

As Shen Ziqing called out, another young man walked in. For some reason, he was wearing half a white mask that looked very vicious.

Everyone present could tell at a glance that the mask was extraordinary. Semi-immortals such as Kong Pu could tell at a glance that the mask was not an ordinary object and seemed to be a part of the young man's body.

Shen Ziqing hesitated for a moment and then asked in a low voice, "My friend, your mask..."

The young man hesitated for a moment, then bowed and respectfully told his life story.

"My father was once a law enforcement officer for a second-rate sect. By chance, he met my mother, who was also from a second-rate sect but a hostile one. They agreed to elope together..."

Yao Mengyi's eyes lit up and she raised her hands high. "I know! I know! Did your parents accidentally meet another powerful person when they eloped, and then they became sworn brothers?"

"My mother was attacked by an unknown monster and lost all her cultivation. My father was also seriously injured."

"Yes, I'm sorry," Yao Mengyi sat back, paused for a few seconds, then suddenly covered her face and curled up.

The young man scratched his face and continued, "Although the monster looks like it was killed, it seems to have somehow parasitized my body." As he spoke, the young man pointed to the mask on his face.

"It kept trying to control me, but when I was in danger, it would protect me for its own sake. It took me a lot of effort to barely control some of its power."

The young man paused and added, "Every time I break through, my spirit is pulled into a mysterious space and forced to fight it against my face."

Li Yanmo tactically retreated, "Did it ask you the difference between a king and a horse?"

"Ah? What king? What horse?" The young man looked confused. "But it did tell me the difference between humans and magic weapons."

"Speaking of which...what's your last name? What's your first name?"

"My Lord, my name is Heishanqi, and I come from the Luoshang Sect, a third-rate sect."

Li Yanmo scratched his head and said, "Wait a moment," and then went behind the scenes. Kong Pu and other semi-immortals were discussing something, and when they saw Li Yanmo coming, they told him the results of their observations.

Heishanqi's origin is much higher and more mysterious than Heishanqi himself thinks. Although Heishanqi is only at the Foundation Establishment stage, he has at least three kinds of bloodline power in his body. If he really explodes, reaching the Golden Core stage is not a problem at all. Heishanqi's parents definitely cannot be from a second-rate sect, otherwise the secret of Heishanqi would have been exposed long ago.

However, to these demigods, Heishanqi was no different from being naked, and no secrets could be hidden from him.

So they were all amazed as if they had seen something rare.

"Demon hunter bloodline, demon slayer bloodline, demon soul, and something else that's hard to explain. These completely opposing forces coexist so harmoniously within his body. It's simply incredible," said the Hunyuan Taoist, nodding repeatedly while pinching his chin. "That demon soul has probably reached the fusion stage. The mask is a concrete manifestation of his mastery of some of the demon soul's power."

Xia Tian added, "Also, his spiritual energy is incredibly large. He's already at the Foundation Establishment stage, and can produce the same energy as a Golden Core stage cultivator. Even in a super sect, he'd be cultivated as a treasure. I never expected...he'd end up in a third-rate sect."

The other semi-immortal sect leaders nodded, lamenting the good fortune of that third-rate sect.

Li Yanmo felt that this might not be good luck, but a kind of inevitability.

The Haoyu Sect was able to receive Feng Yuchen, the Luoshang Sect was able to receive Heishanqi, and the Qingshan Sect... could have received Xiao Yun, a rarity with the bones of a saint that is rarely seen in a thousand years.

In short, it is another round that this thing is destined to be with you, and this thing wants to go to you. Heishanqi, holding a bunch of treasures, walked to the side with a confused look on his face.

As someone who had experienced this, Feng Yuchen politely moved his butt to let Heishanqi sit down first.

At Shen Ziqing's call, more and more geniuses from third-rate sects entered the ancient ship. Some of them had a powerful monster sealed in their bodies, some had accidentally eaten a strange fruit when they were young and changed their physique, and some had multiple special spiritual roots.

Li Yanmo felt that he was updating the protagonist's illustrations. Those semi-immortal sect leaders were also amazed at the beginning, but their expressions were solemn.

As the leaders of a super sect, they have naturally seen countless geniuses, and there are many geniuses who are much better than those who came today.

But the talents of their geniuses are very reasonable and evenly distributed.

However, the talents of these geniuses from third-rate sects who came today were very unusual, and they had a sense of unconventionality.

It would be fine if one or two third-rate sects could receive such a genius with unconventional ideas, but it would be a bit strange that so many third-rate sects had such unconventional disciples.

We are all semi-immortals, and can vaguely perceive the operation and changes of the heaven and earth.

(End of this chapter)