Former Interstellar Mercenary In Urban Cultivation World
Chapter 574: Mystic Void Continent (Part 4)

Chapter 574: Mystic Void Continent (Part 4)

"Those people are cultivators from the Mirrage Nation. They carry themselves with such dignity and really quite extraordinary."

"Why would cultivators from the Mirrage Nation come to the Divine Brilliance States?"

"Exactly, the Divine Brilliance States is the territory of the Green Lotus Sect. The Green Lotus Sect is one of the largest sects on the Mystic Void Continent. Even ten Mirrage Nations couldn’t compare with the Green Lotus Sect."

"That’s because you don’t know that not only cultivators from Mirrage Nation but also from Vale Nation and Azoth Nation were here this morning."

"I heard that all these nations have sent their own geniuses this time."

"What’s going on?"

"The Green Lotus Sect is recruiting new disciples."

"But that’s strange. Didn’t the Green Lotus Sect just recruit a new batch of disciples at the beginning of this year? Such a large sect usually recruits their disciples every two years, and this time it hasn’t even been a year."

"I have a relative who works as a servant in the Green Lotus Sect. I’m not sure how accurate the information is, but apparently, quite a few disciples died this year, and they had no choice but to start recruiting again."

"That can’t be true. Isn’t the Green Lotus Sect a major sect? How could so many people die?"

"Who knows? Maybe the situation is getting more dangerous."

"Sigh, who knows when this will end."

Amalia and Kenny Lin listened to the gossip, gaining a clearer understanding of the Mystic Void Continent.

They had heard of the Green Lotus Sect back in Shara Town and knew it was a major sect on the Mystic Void Continent.

However, since Shara Town was in a relatively remote area, the information they could gather was very limited.

After paying the toll fee, the two of them successfully entered the city.

The bustling atmosphere felt like waves of heat rising into the air.

As one of the major transportation hubs of Divine Brilliance States, Arabesque City was always lively.

Ordinary people and cultivators mingled together, though the hierarchy was clear: commoners held cultivators in high regard.

An ordinary citizen accidentally bumped into Amalia, and before she could say anything, he was profusely apologizing.

Amalia repeatedly assured him that it was fine, but he continued to look terrified.

She touched her nose in confusion—did she really look that intimidating?

Eventually, she managed to calm him down and send him on his way.

"My little girl has truly grown up," Kenny Lin remarked, glancing at her with a deep sigh.

Amalia elbowed him in the ribs.

Kenny Lin grunted but didn’t dare protest.

"You usually have something to say. Why so silent this time?" Amalia glanced at him in surprise.

Kenny Lin shook his head, "What can I do? I’m henpecked."

Henpecked?

Amalia paused before realizing he meant "henpecked."

Her fingers itched with the urge to hit him again.

She shouldn’t have asked.

She promised herself to avoid such questions in the future.

In order to gather some information, they deliberately chose a modest tavern, which took some effort.

The high-end taverns were too expensive, with even slightly pricier dishes costing hundreds of low-grade spirit stones.

They only had about a thousand low-grade spirit stones left, so they needed to save some money.

"A penny is too much for a heroic man. Back in the day—"

"Stop with the back in the day," Amalia interrupted him while dragging him into the tavern before he could finish his words.

The modest tavern had its advantages: the information was more easier to hear and more plentiful than the expensive tavern.

In this world, there were far more poor people than rich.

They ordered a few cheap dishes, not because they were particularly hungry, but to avoid spending too much.

Despite Arabesque City being a transportation hub, it wasn’t one of the main areas for the Green Lotus Sect’s recruitment.

Most of the talk was about news from all directions, scattered and fragmented.

Finally, Amalia called over the waiter and handed him a few low-grade spirit stones.

"If you have any questions, just ask. If I know the answer, I’ll tell you everything," the waiter said while smiling broadly.

"I’ve heard that many of the surrounding small nations are preparing to go to the Green Lotus Sect. What’s the situation?" Amalia asked.

The waiter showed no surprise.

He had worked in the tavern for many years and had encountered all kinds of people.

Not knowing about the Green Lotus Sect’s disciple recruitment wasn’t unusual.

"Well, that’s because the Green Lotus Sect is preparing to hold a major recruitment competition in a month," the waiter replied.

"I heard that the Green Lotus Sect already held a recruitment at the beginning of the year," Amalia probed.

"They did, but at that time they only recruited ordinary disciples. Not many made it into the inner sect; most of them only became outer sect disciples."

"So there must be something different this time," Amalia said, her eyes narrowing.

The fact that the nobles from various nations were getting involved suggested a higher level of competition and the significance of this event.

There must be more to this than those people without information channels would know.

"You’re very smart," the waiter chuckled.

Amalia tossed him two more low-grade spirit stones.

The waiter quickly pocketed them and said, "It’s because this time, some of the higher-ups in the Green Lotus Sect will be personally selecting a few favored disciples through this competition. If you two are interested, you might want to give it a try. The Green Lotus Sect’s standards aren’t very high; anyone between fifteen and thirty can apply."

While the standards weren’t that high, this still surprised Amalia.

Most sects preferred to recruit younger disciples.

This was because younger disciples had greater potential for growth.

Another reason is that younger disciples can be more easily cultivated to develop a sense of belonging to the sect.

"Why the age range of fifteen to thirty?" Amalia asked.

The waiter immediately understood what she was getting at and replied, "There used to be more time, but now there isn’t as much."