No One?

Ouyang Kuangsheng inclined his head, an expression of arrogant disdain could be seen in his eyes when he looked at Wang Xiao, who was standing in the air.

“Wang Xiao, how many elders of the Unmatched Realm came out when you took the entrance test?” Ouyang Kuangsheng coldly asked. He naturally already knew the answer. He purposely asked, despite already knowing Wang Xiao’s response.

“Three,” Wang Xiao replied, his voice filled with pride. The old eccentrics of the Unmatched Realm were all extremely lazy people. Some of them couldn't even be bothered to accept any disciples. To them, allowing the cultivators of the younger generation to cultivate with them was already an act of kindness. There were many who had the qualifications to enter the Unmatched Realm, yet their level of talent was insufficient for them to be taken as disciples by the old eccentrics here.