Inverse Sword Mad God

Hearing this, the Martial Artists around Lin Xuan all furrowed their brows.

Some even snorted coldly, clearly showing great displeasure.

Because to get in here, they had gone through countless hardships.

Yet at this moment, they were being called ordinary.

How could these so-called geniuses possibly accept that?

Even Lin Xuan frowned slightly.

From the looks of it, those young people up ahead should be those elders’ disciples.

Those people’s auras were thick and powerful, their strength far surpassed that of the geniuses around him.

And being accepted as a disciple by an elder meant their Talent and aptitude definitely weren’t bad.

So those people naturally looked down on these newcomers.

As for this kind of discussion, Lin Xuan remained relatively calm. Because now, he no longer needed other people’s comments to boost his confidence.

However, the young geniuses around him were indignant.

"Yeah, among these people, there isn’t even one with Cultivation at the Late Stage of Six Star King. Their Cultivation really is weak!"

"Not only that, they’re also pretty old!"

"Further Cultivation may be a battle of resources, but Talent is still the most important!"

"Without Talent, giving them more resources is just a waste."

Indeed, there was a popular saying in the Cultivation World: Talent determines your ceiling.

With the same amount of resources, someone with high Talent would naturally see their Cultivation rise faster.

If your Talent is mediocre, even with abundant resources letting you rise quickly in the Early Stage, once you reach a certain Realm, your speed will slow down.

You might even never be able to break through.

This was the difference Talent made.

And in the eyes of those elder disciples, the people down below only had average Talent.

Those elder disciples still wanted to say more, but at this moment, the Purple-clothed Woman sitting above suddenly opened her beautiful eyes.

Instantly, a sharp aura burst out.

Then all those elder disciples shut their mouths and didn’t dare speak.

At this moment, the white-robed youth Bai Qianchi also stepped out and bowed toward the Left and Right Guardians and the elders.

Then he said, "Seniors, allow me to introduce these people to you."

"These young Martial Artists were all chosen by Moves Mountains General and General Li Huo. They are the ones allowed to enter the Wang Mansion this time."

The White Robe middle-aged man introduced them one by one.

He recounted these people’s performance in the previous selection competition to the elders.

He spoke in great detail, not missing a single detail.

The entire great hall was silent; only the words of the White Robe middle-aged man echoed.

However, those elders remained silent, and even the Guardians’ eyes only flickered.

They had no intention of asking any questions.

In other words, their interest wasn’t great.

Although their disciples had been stopped by the Guardians, in their hearts these elders agreed very much with their disciples’ opinions.

These people’s Talent was average; none of them were especially outstanding. So they really weren’t worth taking as disciples.

Since no one took a fancy to these people, the Purple-clothed Woman above once again opened her beautiful eyes.

Her Bing Leng voice rang out.

"Since that’s the case, Bai Qianchi, take them down for training."

"Don’t worry. Even though you missed this chance, if you perform well in the future, these elders might still take a liking to you."

"If one day any of you can show tremendous potential, who knows—perhaps even I and the Right Protector might be moved to take you as disciples!"

The Purple-clothed Woman spoke slowly, then lightly waved her Jade Hand, indicating for Bai Qianchi to take them away.

Since the Left Protector had spoken, those elders also stood up, preparing to leave with their disciples.

However, at this moment, Bai Qianchi did not move.

He spoke again: "Reporting to Protector, there is still one person I haven’t introduced."

Hm?

Hearing this, the Purple-clothed Woman was stunned for a moment and once more opened her beautiful eyes. The elders’ faces darkened, looking rather unwilling.

The Left Protector had already spoken, and they were already preparing to leave, yet this Bai Qianchi still had someone to introduce.

Wasn’t he deliberately wasting their Time?

They had already seen all these people: their aptitude was average, and none of them had Cultivation at the Late Stage of Six Star King.

In other words, their potential wasn’t particularly high.

With people like that, whether they could become a Great Power was still a big question.

So they wouldn’t accept such people.

Therefore, they had no interest in whoever Bai Qianchi was about to introduce next.

However, Bai Qianchi walked over to Lin Xuan and spoke respectfully once more: "The last person I want to introduce is him."

Hm?

Hearing this, the elder envoys in the hall, and even the Left Protector, all turned their gazes to Lin Xuan.

Immediately, the pressure on Lin Xuan surged, but his expression remained fairly calm.

"Not bad, he can actually keep a straight face before so many people. That’s something."

"But his Cultivation is way too weak; only Early Stage Six-star King. Someone like this, this old man has no interest."

An elder shook his head slightly.

The others’ eyes also flickered. Clearly, they saw through Lin Xuan’s Cultivation at a glance and instantly lost all interest.

The disciples behind them were about the same age as Lin Xuan, but their Cultivation had already reached the Late Stage of Six Star King.

Don’t be fooled by the difference between Early Stage and Late Stage. To break through that gap, even for a genius, would take at least a decade or more.

The younger you are with a higher Cultivation, the better your Talent.

At Lin Xuan’s age, with this level of Cultivation, he might be a genius elsewhere, but in these elders’ eyes, he still wasn’t worth a second look.

Just then, a short, fat elder in a Red Robe also spoke.

"Bai Qianchi, your eye for people is getting worse and worse. How did Old Seven teach his disciple?"

This Red Robe elder was the Eighth Elder.

Bai Qianchi’s master was the Seventh Elder, and the two had never quite gotten along.

So now, seeing Bai Qianchi recommend someone at Early Stage Six-star King, the Eighth Elder sneered.

Bai Qianchi snorted coldly in his heart. He didn’t have much affection for this Eighth Elder either.

However, the other party was an elder; he didn’t dare openly talk back. Otherwise he would be punished by Golden Sword Peak.

Yet that arrogant attitude really annoyed him.

So he planned to use Lin Xuan to hit back at the other party.

Since the other side looked down on Lin Xuan, he really wanted to see what kind of expression the Eighth Elder would have after he revealed Lin Xuan’s battle record.

Just then, the Purple-clothed Woman also spoke.

"Oh, there’s still someone you haven’t introduced? You left him for last—does this kid have something special?"

As a Guardian, the Purple-clothed Woman was relatively patient, so at this moment she asked in a deep voice.

"To tell the truth, Protector, this little brother really is somewhat special."

"And I believe that with this little brother’s aptitude, the average elder truly isn’t qualified to take him as a disciple."

As he said this, he deliberately cast a glance at the Eighth Elder.