As Senior Brother Duan spoke, Han Yu felt a gentle wave of spirit sense sweep across him. It was probing but not invasive, like a craftsman examining the quality of a tool. Senior Brother Duan seemed satisfied.
"Late-stage Qi Refining," Duan remarked to himself when he glanced at Han Yu. His gaze shifted to Fatty Kui, though his brow furrowed slightly. "And you're a body cultivator. Harder to judge your stage. But… Elder Gun Kai's disciple, yes?"
Fatty Kui puffed up a little, grinning. "That's right."
Duan nodded. "In that case, it should be fine. With Wu Shuan vouching for you, I have no concerns."
With the formalities done, the four quickly made their way toward the sprawling compound that marked their chosen outer complex.
Dozens of disciples were still forming groups or hesitating at the threshold, but the complex they chose lay further away from the entrance. It was less crowded, which meant fewer competitors but also fewer immediate reinforcements if something went wrong.
