At the Jiang Province City branch of Changfeng Martial Hall.0

Li Pin sat in the manager's office and looked out the window, watching the hundreds of disciples practicing martial arts in the branch.0

"Quite some progress," Li Pin remarked with a faint smile.0

Sitting across from him was none other than Fang Lingjue, the hall master of the Changfeng Martial Hall—a man who, in many ways, had witnessed Li Pin's growth.0

Fang Lingjue mirrored his smile. "Jiang Province City has become a sacred place for martial arts in Tianyuan. Every year, countless apprentices flock here from all over the country. Changfeng Martial Hall has benefited greatly because of you.0

"We receive tens of thousands of applications annually. Right now, we have over 600 disciples, and that's after I deliberately controlled the intake. If I recruited freely, we could have 60,000 disciples with no problem."0

After all, Fang Lingjue had not only achieved the rank of Martial Saint but also held the position of elder in the Divine Martial Sect. Furthermore, with his connection to Li Pin… the...0