Avenue Stowaway

Kong Fang found a small tree with a red trunk, leaned against it, and waited quietly for the evaluation meeting to begin.

Everyone around, whether they were new disciples or servants, were talking to each other enthusiastically.

Kong Fang listened to the conversations of the crowd casually to kill time. But when the people around him started talking about who would become the inner hall disciple, Kong Fang's spirit perked up and he immediately listened carefully.

"Among those who can become inner hall disciples this time, the one with the highest popularity is said to be Senior Brother He Hongyu. It is said that Senior Brother He Hongyu has refined a piece of armor that reaches the third grade. The difficulty of refining armor is higher than that of weapons. Senior Brother He Hongyu's ability to refine a third-grade armor is really terrifying. I think if Senior Brother He Hongyu joins Huoyun Hall, he may be able to refine a lower-grade acquired spiritual treasure within two years." The person who spoke had a face full of admiration and respect, and it was obvious that he supported He Hongyu very much.

A person next to him admired Sun Hao even more and immediately retorted: "Do you think everyone is Brother Sun Hao? He joined Huoyun Hall and refined a low-grade acquired spiritual treasure in just two years! Humph, there are so many disciples in other halls, and no one has refined an acquired spiritual treasure in two years. Even in Huoyun Hall, Brother Sun Hao is the most powerful. Although Brother He Hongyu is good, he is still far behind Brother Sun Hao."

"I think you shouldn't argue. You can't become someone's follower even if you keep arguing. Why waste your energy? Just tell me who can become the inner hall disciple this time. I'm curious about this. And maybe we'll be lucky enough to meet one, and maybe even become his follower. As long as I can become a follower, I'll be satisfied, hehe." The other person laughed foolishly after saying this.

"Tsk, you? Hahaha." The people around burst into laughter.

There are nearly a thousand beginner disciples, but only thirty of them can become inner-hall disciples, which is equivalent to only three out of a hundred people can become inner-hall disciples. If that were the case, they might be able to find disciples who are about to enter the inner-hall, but don't forget, those who want to try their luck and become followers are not just beginner disciples, there are also a more terrifying number of servants.

Thousands of people gathered here, hoping to find someone who would become an inner hall disciple from among so many people by luck, the probability is very low. Moreover, even if they found one, no one would be willing to recruit a follower without knowing his background and character.

However, there are always people who do this kind of luck-based thing, and with more people doing it, there will always be success. Therefore, although people know that the possibility of becoming an inner hall disciple is not high, there are still many people who are unwilling to give up, so there are always a lot of people attending each evaluation meeting.

"What's wrong with me? In every evaluation meeting, there are always lucky people who become followers of the inner hall disciples. Why can't I do it?" The disciple who was laughed at immediately stiffened his neck, blushed, and retorted loudly.

Hearing his words, the others laughed even louder.

"Fangtou, with your honest appearance, which inner hall disciple would be interested in you?" said one person with a big laugh.

"You... humph." Fangtou walked aside angrily, not intending to talk to those who were laughing at him anymore, but he happened to walk to Kong Fang who was leaning against a tree.

Looking at this honest-looking disciple, Kong Fang showed a hint of smile.

When Fang Tou saw the ragged Kong Fang, he instantly forgot his previous unhappiness and asked curiously, "Are you here to try your luck too?"

Kong Fang smiled and nodded.

"Then you should walk around. If you stay in one place all the time, you won't be able to meet those who are about to become inner hall disciples." Fangtou immediately kindly gave Kong Fang some advice.

"Look at me like this, who would be interested in me?" Kong Fang pointed at his ragged clothes and said with a smile: "But you, why don't you go out and try your luck?"

"Me!" Fangtou touched his head and said embarrassedly, "I'm too stupid. No one will notice me, so I won't waste my time." Fangtou smiled innocently.

Kong Fang and Fangtou were chatting idly, while the people around them were still enthusiastically discussing who would become an inner-hall disciple.

"In fact, the one with the highest popularity is not Brother He Hongyu, but Brother Zhao Yong and Sister Sun Yun. Although they did not refine armor, I heard that the weapons they refined were both of the second grade, which is a whole grade higher than Brother He Hongyu's third-grade armor."

"Hiss", the surroundings immediately rang out a sound of gasps. Although armor is difficult to refine, second-grade weapons are more difficult to refine than third-grade armor, which is a full grade higher. It should be noted that the higher the grade, the more difficult it is to upgrade to another grade.

Hearing this, a cold light flashed in Kong Fang's eyes.

"The reason why Zhao Yong can refine a second-grade weapon must be because he used that precious Qingming Stone." Kong Fang snorted in his heart.

At this time, someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, "What you said is outdated. Let me tell you, I just heard from a familiar servant of Huoyun Hall yesterday that a very powerful person appeared in this assessment."

"How powerful is he? Could he be more powerful than Senior Brother Zhao Yong and Senior Sister Sun Yun? Humph, I don't believe that anyone can surpass Senior Brother Zhao Yong and Senior Sister Sun Yun. Are you kidding me?"

"That's right, this kid loves to brag." The others laughed.

"Don't disbelieve me, what I found out this time is true." The man who spoke before seemed extremely confident.

When others saw him like this, they couldn't help but become skeptical.

"Then tell me how powerful it is."

"Hey." The man smiled smugly, and then pretended to be mysterious and said to the people around him: "I heard that when the weapons and armor were evaluated in the meeting hall, Elder Qing Fan wanted to test the eyesight of several inner hall disciples, so he asked them to find higher-grade weapons and armor. You will never imagine what happened afterwards. The weapon refined by that extremely powerful person is said to have stumped even the inner hall disciples. In the end, one inner hall disciple was so angry that he vomited blood."

"It can actually stump the inner hall disciples!" There was a burst of surprised voices all around, "The inner hall disciples are able to refine quasi-spiritual treasures, but they were actually stumped by a weapon refined by an entry-level disciple. Is it that exaggerated?" Everyone was shocked by the news.

But soon someone questioned, "Even if you can stump the inner hall disciples, you can't make them vomit blood. They are people who have embarked on the path of cultivation and refined their magic power. How strong their bodies are is simply beyond our imagination. I can see that you are lying again, and you don't even know how to make up a decent lie."

"Humph, don't disbelieve me. I later asked several servants about it, and they all admitted that it happened. But they were a little hesitant and didn't dare to tell me which inner hall disciple was so angry that he vomited blood."

"That sounds very convincing. Then tell us the name of the man who forged a weapon that even stumped the inner-hall disciples. If you can tell us his name, we will believe you." Someone in the crowd shouted.

Kong Fang and Fang Tou were also listening with great interest, treating it as a story. When they heard someone asking the name of that powerful person, their curious eyes immediately fell on the person who broke the news.

"Hehe, I knew you would ask, so I made preparations a long time ago. Let me tell you, Elder Qing Fan did read out that man's name at that time. His name is... Kong Fang." The person who spoke had a proud look on his face.

Kong Fang, who was leaning against a tree, suddenly felt his legs go weak and he almost fell to the ground. He was originally listening to a story, so how did he suddenly become part of the story?