Where Shall Thou Go?
Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
"Furthermore, up to this day, ever since fighting for the Celestial Luck Banner was permitted, there are less than a hundred sects that succeeded in snatching the flag."
The fatty took a pause before he continued, saying, "Yes, by up to this day, I mean a point in time hundreds of thousands of years ago to this day. There are fewer than a hundred who have succeeded in all this time. Isn't it even more interesting now?"
Yun Yang coughed but he did not bother to retort.
"Surprised already? Do you know how many there are of the lower class sects that rose to the middle class and succeeded in fighting against other middle-class sects?" the fatty said very calmly while squinting at Yun Yang.
Despite feeling discouraged, Yun Yang did not want to give in. He squinted at the rotund fellow and asked, "How many?"
"I forgot if it was eight or nine. Definitely lesser than ten anyway."