Qiao Xiu was very efficient. By the time afternoon arrived, he had already invited over all of the outstanding individuals from other continents amongst the current batch of outer mountain disciples. 

In a certain little house by the mountain creek. 

Zhou Yuan was seated on a rock, a dozen youthful figures seated before him. Robust Genesis Qi spread from these figures, every action and gesture they made filled with a certain aura of pride. 

Most of the individuals whom had been invited were after all elites amongst the first class disciples. They were normally surrounded by many of their peers, enjoying the feeling the world seemingly revolving around them. Hence, it was natural that they did not lack pride.

Especially the two figures at the very front, a young man and woman.

The young lady wore a long dark cyan dress, her fine black hair reaching all the way to her waist. Her face was pretty, and her skin white as snow. She was called Song Wanxi, and was quite well known amongst the outer mountain disciples. Due to her good looks, she had many admirers.

The male wore long gold robes, his hair...