"Young Master Rong!" A group of people surrounded the silver-clothed youth and greeted him with smiles. The flattery on their faces and in their voices could not be more obvious.
"Great Zhao family?" Xiao Fan glanced at the silver-clothed young man and immediately recognized his origin. Then, he raised his eyebrows and said.
The Great Zhao family was ranked 198 among the 3,000 sects in the Eastern Region. It was one of the strongest sects in the Eastern Region.
Just like the Pure Mist Sect, the Great Zhao family was one of the hundreds of sects that had chased after Xiao Fan. However, unlike the Pure Mist Sect, the Great Zhao family was not the leader.
What surprised Xiao Fan was that although most of the people present belonged to sects weaker than the Great Zhao Aristocratic Family, there were a few people whose sects were at least one level stronger than the Great Zhao Aristocratic Family.
Logically speaking, they should not be so respectful to a disciple of the Great Zhao family.
Therefore, the current situation caused Xiao Fan to be somewhat curious. What exactly had happened that caused everyone to be so respectful towards a disciple from the Great Zhao Family? Why would they not hesitate to put down their status?
"Young Master Rong, will Young Master Wu Qing personally come to Sky City today?" someone asked the silver-clothed youth with a smile. His eyes were filled with longing and anticipation.
"My brother is busy. He is in seclusion to prepare for the final battle between the three regions in two months. He will not personally come today to select a battle servant!" Even though the silver-clothed young man had a delicate and pretty appearance, he acted very casually. At that moment, he directly sat down and spoke.
"Zhao Wu Qing will not come today!" Hearing the silver-clothed youth's words, many people around him looked disappointed.
"Zhao Wu Qing?" Mu Junsu's heart skipped a beat. She whispered in a voice that only Xiao Fan and the others could hear. "Zhao Wu Qing, the number one disciple of the Grand Era Hall in the Sky Firmament Academy!"
"It is said that Zhao Wu Qing entered the Sky Firmament Academy ten years ago when he was ten years old. Then, in three short years, he became the number one disciple of the Grand Era Hall at the age of thirteen!"
"The Sky Firmament Academy once wanted Zhao Wu Qing to enter the Sacred Era Hall, but Zhao Wu Qing refused. In the past seven years, the number one disciple of the Grand Era Hall has always been Zhao Wu Qing's!"
"I've flipped through the rankings of the Eastern Region's first battle. This Zhao Wuqing is ranked ninth?" Lin Shan lowered his head and glanced at the Eastern Region Preliminary Battle Ranking List that he had bought in Thousand Pine City. He then nodded and said in a solemn voice, "Although the Preliminary Battle Ranking List doesn't mean anything, this is indeed a powerful opponent!"
Xiao Fan didn't say anything. He just looked at the silver-clothed youth thoughtfully.
"Although my brother won't come in person, he still lacks six battle servants and eighteen slaves. There won't be any changes!" The silver-clothed young man opened his mouth again and lazily said, "My brother has already given me full authority in this matter. I will choose the twenty-four candidates!"
"That's good!" Hearing this, many people immediately heaved a sigh of relief as joy surfaced on their faces.
At the beginning of every month, it was the time to enter the Sky Firmament Academy. However, how difficult was it to truly enter the Sky Firmament Academy?
As mentioned before, the Sky Firmament Academy recruited new disciples every month. Countless people would rush over from all over the world, but at most, only three to five people would be able to enter the Sky Firmament Academy.
Most of the time, there would only be one or two people. It was also common for there to be no one at all.
Therefore, entering the Sky Firmament Academy as a slave was the best choice for most people.
However, there were differences in the status of a slave. For example, the status of a battle servant was higher than that of a slave. However, the biggest difference was the status and identity of the master.
The higher the status and identity of the master, the higher the status and identity of the slave. Then, the privileges one could enjoy in the Sky Firmament Academy and the qualifications to learn Cultivation Methods and ancient books would also be higher.
As the number one disciple of the Grand Era Hall, Zhao Wuqing's status and identity were self-evident. Being able to become his servant wasn't a disgrace. Instead, it was a kind of glory and luck.
Therefore, everyone was flattering Zhao Wuqing's younger brother, the silver-clothed youth, Zhao Rong. Everyone wanted to become Zhao Wuqing's battle servant and enter the Sky Firmament Academy.
Of course, Zhao Wuqing was only the number one disciple of the Grand Era Hall. Above him were the disciples of the Sacred Era Hall, Heavenly Era Hall, and Divine Era Hall. Their status and identity were higher than Zhao Wuqing's.
However, the Sacred Era Hall, Heavenly Era Hall, and Divine Era Hall disciples' servants and battle servants were assigned to them by the Sky Firmament Academy. Therefore, the possibility of becoming their servant or battle servant was very small.
As the number one disciple of the Grand Era Hall, becoming Zhao Wuqing's servant or battle servant was already the highest status and identity that one could achieve.
This time, when they heard that Zhao Wuqing wanted to make up for the number of servants and battle servants, many people were tempted. They all inquired about it and finally gathered around Zhao Wuqing's younger brother, Zhao Rong.
"My brother's conditions for choosing servants are very simple. First, they must be obedient. Second, they must be capable. As for talent, strength, background, and so on, he doesn't really care. It's just enough! "The silver-clothed youth glanced at everyone and said casually," Moreover, the conditions are only for females. Males are not considered! "
"Only females?" Hearing this, many people sighed.
However, many of the females in the crowd were overflowing with joy. Every one of them was full of smiles, like a hundred flowers blooming.
"I can choose from the 18 servants now!" The silver-clothed youth stood up and looked at the females in the crowd and said, "Later, you all just need to go through the motions. My brother's two battle servants will pick you and then bring you into the Sky Firmament Academy!"
"As for the six battle servants, all I can do is recommend you. However, if you can't pass the Sky Firmament Academy's aptitude test, then there's nothing I can do!"
"It's fine as long as Young Master Rong recommends us!" Someone immediately said with a smile.
"Let's pick 18 servants first!" The silver-clothed youth said and then walked forward. He walked through the crowd unhurriedly, sizing up the females and preparing to choose.
Soon!
"You, you, you, and you …!" The silver-clothed youth quickly selected seven or eight people and said. Among these seven or eight people, the two sisters from the Carefree Sect happened to be among them.
"Many thanks, Young Master Rong!" The two sisters from the Carefree Sect and the others who were selected excitedly thanked the silver-clothed youth.
"When we arrive at the Sky Firmament Academy, serve my brother well. There's no need …!" The silver-clothed youth said casually, but his voice suddenly stopped.
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