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Upon arriving at Longmen Town, Xu Feng, fearing an encounter with members of the Xiaoyao Sect, hid in the Shenxing Sect and did not dare to go out. He directly completed the teleportation procedures and safely teleported away after a while.
Xu Feng teleported six times in succession, each time covering a distance of five hundred thousand miles, crossing numerous countries and moving far away from the territory of Xi Yu. By the afternoon of the third day, he finally arrived at Sanyang Town as he had wished.
Sanyang Town is still two hundred thousand miles away from Pingdao Sect, but it is very close to Daming Lake, only about eight thousand miles away. For Xu Feng now, two hundred thousand miles is no longer a problem; it would only take him six or seven days to walk and explore.
In Zheguo, Sanyang Town is just a town, yet its geographical area rivals that of Xian City in Liuxiang Kingdom. The concentration of Spiritual Energy here is unmatched by Liuxiang Kingdom. Thousands of years ago, this place was barren until a figure known as Sanyang Zhenren established a temple for cultivation and rejuvenation, gradually leading to its prosperity; hence, the town was named Sanyang Town.
Here, cultivators come and go incessantly, with mortals making up only a small fraction. Xu Feng and his family stayed at an inn for one night before setting off for Daming Lake the next morning. As one of the Five Lakes in Zheguo, it was naturally a scenic spot worth visiting. More importantly, Daming Lake serves as a cultivation center spanning millions of miles led by Pingdao Sect, offering abundant information and opportunities.
Xu Feng released his Flying Sword and three hours later saw a vast body of water in the distance, expansive and grand, stretching for no less than ten thousand miles. The surface of the water rippled gently, creating layers that dazzled the eyes; this was indeed the renowned Daming Lake.
To the east of Daming Lake lies Minghu City, named after the lake itself and one of the five most famous cities in Zheguo. While not extravagant in construction, it covers nearly five hundred miles—almost ten times that of Immortal Hero City.
Pingdao Sect holds the strongest power in the Daming Lake area, but its main gate is located two hundred thousand miles away. Within this five-hundred-mile giant city thrive numerous cultivation forces, none comparable to Nine Dragon Pool or Sinking Sand Valley; among them are two sects whose strength has already surpassed that of Xiaoyao Sect.
These two sects are family powers: one is Dongcheng Yue Family and the other is West City Xu Family.
Entering the city, various shops abound with an array of enchanting cultivation supplies available for purchase—from Refining Qi Stage to Divine Separation Stage—anything can be bought if you have money. It was here that Xu Feng spotted the long-awaited Jingcheng Auction.
Xu Feng lacked magical treasures but primarily sought to elevate his cultivation level. Only cultivators could build such a massive city spanning five hundred miles; everyone active within it was a cultivator. Even those sweeping the streets were Refining Qi Stage practitioners. Mortals were assigned to the southern side of Daming Lake where there was also a city for them to reside in. Mortals could enjoy the scenic beauty of Daming Lake but were prohibited from fishing in its waters.
After wandering for over ten miles without seeing anyone from Pingdao Sect, Xu Feng could not help but stop a sanitation worker who was at Refining Qi Stage and asked, “Excuse me, do you know if Pingdao Sect has any properties in Minghu City?”
The sanitation worker looked at Xu Feng as if he were a country bumpkin and replied, “Of course they do! Pingdao Sect is powerful in Xian Dao; Minghu City is under their jurisdiction—how could they not have properties? Are you looking to do business or trying to join Pingdao Sect?” The sanitation worker spoke arrogantly, completely disregarding Xu Feng who was one realm higher than him; to him, this outsider seemed like a poor peasant.
Xu Feng smiled and said, “I wish to join Pingdao Sect.”
"Go north for twenty miles, then turn right, Flat Blade Road No. 3."
"Thank you." Xu Feng was taken aback, not expecting Minghu City to have street numbers as well. He turned and walked away, casually tossing a thousand spirit stones to the sanitation worker, startling them; it turned out he was a nouveau riche.
Soon, Xu Feng arrived at Flat Blade Road. As the name suggests, this was the exclusive area of the Pingdao Sect. Indeed, Flat Blade Road was lined with shops belonging to the Pingdao Sect: the first shop sold magical artifacts, the second sold elixirs, and the third was hiring.
However, unfortunately, the Pingdao Sect's third shop was closed for the day. The Pingdao Sect only hired once every three months, and Xu Feng had come at the wrong time. Now that they weren't hiring, there were dozens of others in the same predicament—first-time visitors to Minghu City who were unaware of the Pingdao Sect's rules.
"Friend, looking for a job?" A Golden Core Cultivator with a goatee approached to strike up a conversation. "The Pingdao Sect isn't hiring lately; why not come to our White Tiger Hall? We offer good benefits and easy work."
Xu Feng hesitated; so they had recruiters here too? It seemed that recruiting was also a regular industry in Modern Clerk.
Nearby, several other cultivators were watching their conversation. Just like in his previous life with solicitors, if Xu Feng couldn't reach an agreement here, they would come over to lure him into their business.
Not knowing their backgrounds, Xu Feng replied, "I'm not in a hurry; I'll come back later," and turned to walk away. Seeing the two of them fail to reach an agreement, others quickly approached to persuade him to join their sects.
Having applied at Pingyang Valley in Qingyang City, along with his past experiences, he had some understanding of this line of work. Sects that actively recruited like this were mostly unregulated enterprises; one could easily fall into a trap. As a Golden Core Stage cultivator in a place like Zheguo, he would be easy prey.
As he walked past Flat Blade Road, another street was packed with people—everyone there was looking for jobs.
Two long lines stretched down the street, making quite an impression. When Xu Feng took a look, the recruitment notice simply stated: Hiring cultivators above Golden Core level. The signature was from the West City Xu Family.
The Xu Family? When entering the city, Xu Feng had heard about them; along with the Yue Family, they were two of the most powerful families in Minghu City.
The Xu Family's hiring process was quite impressive. No matter who you were, you first had to take a punch from them to test your attack power and then receive a punch back to assess your defense. Only if both abilities met their standards would they discuss conditions with you.
The examination took place right on the street, with the main examiner being a cultivator at the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, whose strength rivaled that of Purple Cloud Sect's Yang She. Currently, compared to him, Xu Feng would definitely be at a disadvantage in a fistfight—not to mention against other Golden Core Cultivators.
The team was a mix of various levels, ranging from the Early Stage of Golden Core to the Late Stage of Nascent Soul, though there were significantly fewer cultivators at the Nascent Soul Stage. The examination progressed quickly, with cultivators in the mid-Early Stage of Golden Core being knocked out with a single punch, disqualifying them. Only those at the Late Stage of Golden Core and Nascent Soul Stage advanced to the second round.
The cultivators who made it to the second round had the power to choose; this round was about negotiating terms. If they didn't want to participate, they could leave. Some proud cultivators chose to forgo their opportunities and left one after another, while those who remained were taken aside to wait.
Xu Feng thought for a moment and stepped into the line. The Shen Family had a decent reputation in Minghu City, as evidenced by the number of applicants. He needed a place to enter seclusion and assess the situation first; if that didn't work out, he could wait here for a few more months until Pingdao Sect recruited again.
Soon it was Xu Feng's turn. The chief examiner, Burly Monk, said, "You are at the Late Stage of Golden Core. Show me your full strength; you should have a chance to join our Shen Family. Go ahead." Burly Monk waited for Xu Feng to throw a punch.
Xu Feng pretended to unleash a punch, controlling his strength to around the early stage of Yuan Ying. For someone at the Late Stage of Golden Core, it was considered an extraordinary performance.
Bang! Burly Monk remained unmoved and nodded, saying, "Not bad; this punch has enough force to rival an Early Stage Nascent Soul cultivator. Now it's my turn to hit you." Without waiting for Xu Feng to prepare, Burly Monk threw a punch.
Bang! Another dull sound echoed as Xu Feng stood firm, while the stones beneath his feet cracked like spider webs. This kind of skillful maneuvering was common among top practitioners in the mortal realm, but Xu Feng applied it against a cultivator. It seemed somewhat clever, but fortunately, he wasn't sent flying by the punch.
Burly Monk smiled and said, "You used some tricks, but your strength is decent. You can pass."
Xu Feng quickly expressed his gratitude and feigned surprise as nearby Golden Core Cultivators cast admiring and envious glances at him.
The second round of interviews took place in a nearby room.
The interviewer was a White-faced Cultivator at the Mid Stage of Nascent Soul, who appeared calm and collected, resembling a white-collar worker in Xian Dao.
"Friend, congratulations on passing the exam; you have the opportunity to become a Golden Blade Disciple of our Xu Family," said the White-faced Cultivator. He continued, "Golden Blade cultivators enjoy great freedom within our family; you will be responsible for your own cultivation and will be assigned a Cave by us. However, when needed by the family, you must comply with arrangements and contribute your efforts."
Xu Feng asked, "What benefits do I receive?"
The White-faced Cultivator replied, "You will have your own Cave and a safe environment."
"Where's the elixir?"
"None."
"What about the magical treasures?"
"None."
"What about the monthly salary?"
"None."
"... I agree."
"Uh... okay!" The White-faced Cultivator did not expect Xu Feng to agree so readily. Whenever he talked to cultivators, he always avoided the main point, emphasizing the importance of a stable environment while downplaying external financial support. But which cultivator would be a fool? If it weren't for the Xu family's influence, he would have slammed the table and walked out.
The Shen Family's recruitment this time was essentially: accommodation provided, but no meals; if something happens, you need to handle it yourself. If someone comes to attack you, they might help block a bit.
It was unclear what went wrong with the Xu family this time to offer such conditions. A cultivator at the Golden Core stage or above typically earns tens of thousands of spirit stones a year; why would they come to work for free?
Only two types of people would accept such conditions: those seeking refuge and those in secluded cultivation.
Xu Feng belonged to the second type. With abundant Spiritual Energy in Zheguo, he believed that the Xu family's Cave must be excellent. With the Shen Family backing him up, he could cultivate with more peace of mind; he just didn't know what tasks he would have to undertake.
"What is our main job?" Xu Feng asked. "Will there be work every month?"
"There won't be," the White-faced Cultivator assured him. "The Golden Blade Disciple is our Xu family's top combat force; it's rare for them to take action even once a year. Our Xu family is very powerful; usually, when some Foundation Disciples go out, others don't dare to provoke them."
Xu Feng vaguely felt that something was off, but relying on his hidden strength, he believed he could handle any unexpected situations. He said, "I hope to receive your guidance in the future. I am Xu Feng. May I ask for your esteemed name?"
"My name is Lu Liang."
Lu Liang glanced at Xu Feng and smiled, "I heard that the Xiaoyao Sect over at Sword Sun Lake is looking for someone named Xu Feng. That wouldn't be you, would it?"
Xu Feng replied, "Oh, do I look like him?"
"I think you resemble him quite a bit."
The two exchanged a smile, treating it as a joke. There were so many people named Xu Feng; who would believe that the Xiaoyao Sect was searching for a Golden Core Cultivator? Besides, since someone from Xiaoyao had died, what did it have to do with the Shen Family? Lu Liang wasn't concerned about that.
In fact, it was the Xiaoyao Sect that had suffered a silent loss. They had only released word about looking for someone named Xu Feng without providing specific details. Could it be that a Golden Core Disciple named Xu Feng had stolen their Spiritual Ginseng, injured their two young masters, and killed several of their Yuan Ying Cultivators? If this got out, where would the Xiaoyao Sect's reputation go?
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