Huahua City, main market,
'Flyers? The sect here advertises like this to recruit disciples?'
Lin Lee, standing beside a stall, glanced at the direction of a large cloth piece hanging on the wall; there is the recruitment ad with the location on it.
"Little brother, are you also interested in this sect recruitment? I should advise you to not participate in it."
Suddenly the stall owner's voice sounded in his ear, filled with disappointment. Lin Lee glanced at him and asked with furrowed brows,
"Why is that?"
The stall owner sighed, shaking his head, and replied,
"We ordinary civilians have no luck with immortality, although we pursue and desire it the most. Also, this recruitment is just a waste of your hard-earned wealth; still, thousands of people like you participate in it, but only two or three among them are eligible to join the sect. The rest return to their homes, losing everything, just like the gambling."
