Duan Hong looked at the bustling crowd in front of the Lingxiao Sect's mountain gate and couldn't help but frown.

"Why has that old man Sai come here?"

"So many Holy Lands invited him, and he didn't even glance at them, yet he came to this godforsaken, rundown little sect?"

Then, Duan Hong noticed the disciple recruitment roulette at the front of the crowd.