Internally, Hong Baichuan was cursing Yin Hong to a miserable death, but his face was all smiles. "Don't worry about it, Brother Yin," he said. "After all, with Yunfan's talent, it's only natural he'd attract the attention of the Mortal World. I'm afraid this sort of thing will become quite common from now on."
Yin Hong let out a couple of loud laughs, cupped his hands, and said no more. He then turned and followed the Celestial Craft Cave disciple to the Arsenal to select a weapon.
Zhan Yan was deeply gratified by Xu Yunfan's unhesitating refusal. He reached out and patted Xu Yunfan's shoulder.
"Good kid. I knew I wasn't wrong about you."
Xu Yunfan grinned. "Don't you worry about a thing, Master."
'Are you kidding me? With my Attribute Panel, why would I go to the Jiuyao Sect?'
'The more elite a Sect is, the fiercer the competition. It would be exhausting. How could it compare to the relaxed atmosphere of the Celestial Craft Cave?'
