In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk. Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features. His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side.
"Thank you, GrandMaster Ye, for your appreciation. I will definitely give it my all," Hu Chunniang knew Zhang Xiuniang had spoken well of her and immediately expressed her great joy with a bow.
For her, to be chosen as a disciple who carried the sword for this ancestor of the Ye family brought endless benefits.
"For this competition, aside from our sect's Hu Chunniang and Xiuniang, let the other three disciples be from your Barbarian Ghost Sect. After all, this time the Tianhe Sect did not bring many Spirit Acolyte-level disciples," Ye Tianmei instructed the Lei-surnamed man with a turn of her head.
"Rest assured, Senior Ye. In addition to the four junior Spirit Masters, our sect has brought more than ten Spirit Acolyte disciples, all of whom are quite capable," the Lei-surnamed man replied respectfully, his expression solemn.
"Very well, then select the strongest three from them to join Xiuniang and face the challenge," Ye Tianmei said without hesitation.