Chapter 27 - 24 It Must Be Tough For You Even To Buy Soy Sauce
Just as Lii Xiaolan expected, the Yin Talisman Sect’s Great Marsh Hall at the entrance of Mule Street was already crowded with over a hundred martial cultivators dressed in combat gear, each radiating an impressive aura.
In the distance, many spectators had gathered, but these common folk were clearly intimidated by the martial cultivators, not daring to approach and only watching from afar. Lin Xuankong squeezed through the crowd, observing the martial cultivators for a while before walking towards them with a hopeful expression.
"Brother Lin, come quickly!" a voice called from the roadside.
Lin Xuankong turned his head to see Old Zhang, who sold meat pies, on the other side of the street. Old Zhang was quite the shrewd businessman, always setting up shop wherever a crowd gathered!
When Lin Xuankong walked over, Old Zhang whispered, "Brother Lin, those standing over there are fierce martial cultivators planning to join the Yin Talisman Sect. Don’t go over there; it’ll be trouble if you provoke them!"
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Saying this, he glanced at Lin Xuankong’s smooth and plump hands, which again reminded him of his own daughter-in-law’s hands.
Lin Xuankong smiled, "I’m here to join the Yin Talisman Sect too!"
"What?" Old Zhang was stunned, only to see Lin Xuankong already turning towards the martial cultivators.
What a joke! Brother Lin is seven or eight years older than me; join the Yin Talisman Sect? Joining the Beitian Hall for the elderly might be more fitting! Brother Lin probably couldn’t even defeat my own daughter-in-law! Even if my daughter-in-law could join, there’s no way he’d make it into the Yin Talisman Sect! Old Zhang watched Lin Xuankong’s back with a look of astonishment.
When Lin Xuankong squeezed into the crowd, the martial cultivators watching the announcement at the Yin Talisman Sect’s hall were surprised to see an old man pushing through. Their surprise was understandable. Most of these martial cultivators were in their twenties or thirties; even the older ones were under forty. Each exuded a vibrant spirit, with dark hair and robust physiques... Among them, Lin Xuankong stood out with his white hair, nearing sixty!
Lin Xuankong was indifferent to the gazes around him, carefully examining the announcement posted beside the door of the Yin Talisman Sect.
The announcement’s general idea was that the Yin Talisman Sect was currently recruiting disciples and talented individuals, welcoming heroes to join. It listed the entry requirements and detailed the benefits for disciples, deputy stewards, and others.