"Wanxiang Sect?"
Wang Ba murmured the name.
The name itself was neither novel nor impressive. Among the many sects Wang Ba had come across, it seemed rather ordinary.
But within Wang Ba's heart, a strange premonition inexplicably arose.
This name, this place, might perhaps accompany him for a very long time in the coming years.
Yao Wudi, unaware of Wang Ba's subtle feelings, continued to explain:
"The Wanxiang Sect is huge, occupying tens of thousands of miles, with countless high-class Cultivators, so powerful that one sect is essentially a country."
"As long as you do not violate the rules in Jin, with the identity of a disciple of the Wanxiang Sect, you will be received with courtesy wherever you go."
"Our sect has excellent relationships with the Longevity Sect, Youxian Temple, and the royal family of Jin, being among brotherly sects."