On the other side, Wan Mingchuan brought nearly a hundred people to the Celestial Sword Sect, where disciples were already waiting.
For the Celestial Sword Sect, which has only a few hundred disciples, Snow Cloud Valley is still too large and empty. Now that there are more new disciples with a solid foundation joining, all of whom have been evaluated by the system for character, naturally everyone is delighted.
After chatting with his grandfather about his recent travels in the human world, Wan Mingchuan only bid farewell and transmitted himself to Anping Town when the sky was fully bright.
"Dried beans! Radish strips! Top-quality dried vegetables in the sun!"
"Fresh lamb, slaughtered just this morning!"
"Firewood, anyone need?"
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Upon landing, familiar shouts echoed in his ears.
