Being able to become an official Death Fighter proves that their performances in the first three rounds were not lacking, otherwise they wouldn’t choose to continue down this path.

So among the Death Fighters in this sixth round, their talents shouldn’t be too mediocre.

Even if their initial talents weren’t high, after several rounds of Death Fight duels, they could still boost their talents to ten or twenty points.

This means that with decent qualifications, it’s not too difficult for these Death Fighters to join an Immortal Sect.

Lv Bai estimated that this Initial Dao Assembly would likely see many Death Fighters mixed in.

Indeed, this turns out to be the case.

Lv Bai stood in a spot with a good view and scanned around, and sure enough, he saw many floating titles.

This made him itch with excitement, eager to immediately make a move and collect all those points.

Fortunately, Elder Wang didn’t let him idle, taking a Sound Transmission Talisman from his Storage Ring and handing it to Lv Bai.

"Lv Bai, take the disciples inside the manor to familiarize them with the surroundings. I’ll catch up with some old acquaintances. Inform me if there’s anything you can’t handle."

After giving these instructions, Elder Wang indeed acted like a hands-off manager, ignoring everything.

Away from the Cyan Hope Sect disciples, he quickly disappeared from Lv Bai’s sight.

"Senior Brother Lv Bai, the direction Elder Wang headed... seems to be the gambling house."

A plump Cyan Hope Sect disciple gaped in disbelief at Elder Wang’s departing direction.

Fatty Feng knew that Elder Wang had a somewhat unreliable reputation within the sect, but leaving with just a few offhand words seemed a bit too irresponsible.

Among these disciples, there were no senior brothers with deep qualifications; the only one who participated in the last Initial Dao Assembly was Fatty Feng himself.

Moreover, Fatty Feng primarily participated last time to gain experience, merely tagging along without contributing much, and was completely clueless about what to do next.

The dozen or so Cyan Hope Sect disciples looked at each other, ultimately focusing their gaze on Lv Bai.

At least, in terms of qualifications, cultivation, or arrangements before the elder left, Lv Bai seemed the most appropriate in the eyes of these disciples.

Nobody would consider at this moment that as a disciple who joined only a week ago, Lv Bai was technically their junior brother.

Lv Bai reluctantly withdrew his gaze from those Death Fighters, looking at the Cyan Hope Sect disciples before him and said, "Since things have come to this, let’s eat first."

...

Purple Cloud Manor, though called a manor, is actually a large city where hundreds of thousands live.

Finding a restaurant in the city isn’t a problem.

The commoners living in this city had long heard that there would be a grand assembly of Immortals coming up, and those with a sense of business prepared in advance, bringing out various strange and unique items to sell.

After all, to cultivators, mundane currency isn’t very useful, so when cultivators make purchases, they are often quite generous.

Thanks to the civilians’ efforts, the streets were bustling, with a constant flow of people coming and going, creating a lively scene.

Leading a dozen Cyan Hope Sect disciples, Lv Bai did not get distracted by the roadside stalls and directly chose a restaurant located beside the main road.

Their attire clearly showed they were fellow disciples from the same Immortal Sect, so no one dared to provocatively run over and cause trouble.

The server welcomed them warmly inside, nodding and bowing the entire way, displaying utmost humility.

This restaurant was indeed well-placed. Besides ordinary people, many young cultivators could be seen coming and going.

"Most of the best young cultivators from Xuan Province have gathered in Purple Cloud City, haven’t they?"

"That’s right, there’s a lot of excitement to look forward to."

"It’s a pity, if it were the Quest for Dao Assembly, that would be truly intense."

"The Initial Dao Assembly isn’t bad either. Don’t forget, those who shine in the Initial Dao Assembly usually become crucial pillars in each Great Immortal Sect. From this assembly, you can also foresee the development of the various immortal sects for the next few decades."

"Come on, it’s already set in stone, what changes could there be? In the end, we still watch the young disciples from the Sword Pavilion, Spirit Immortal Sect, Taishi Sect, and several other Holy Lands perform."

After listening for a while, Lv Bai withdrew his attention to focus on the delicacies in front of him.

These conversations were quite lacking in substance, not as detailed as what Master Yuxu had explained to him.

He presumed this meal would pass peacefully, but evidently, someone didn’t want Lv Bai to have it so easy.

A group of young men in crimson Daoist robes strutted arrogantly into the restaurant. When they saw diners who had finished and were about to leave, they neither avoided nor dodged but rudely knocked into them, causing a commotion at the restaurant entrance.

They were obviously disciples from an Immortal Sect; those they bumped into could only resign themselves to bad luck, meekly moving aside.

The leader was a muscular young man with crew-cut hair that resembled steel needles in the sunlight.

He glanced around and finally locked his gaze on Lv Bai and his group sitting at two tables.

He then walked over with his men, slapped the table, and sneered, "Still eating? Did Chang Feng not come for this Initial Dao Assembly? Or is he afraid?"

Lv Bai glanced at him, feeling this person was like a blazing fire, unabashedly flaunting his arrogance and conceit.

Of course, he didn’t let the provocation provoke much of an emotional response, instead curiously fixing his gaze on a dark-skinned young man among them.

Seeing the title over this young man’s head, Lv Bai quickly realized that this confrontation was likely instigated by this Death Fighter.

This was not surprising.

Upon entering the city, not only Lv Bai but also the Death Fighters mixed among the various Immortal Sects were observing others.

The Death Fighters inherently have a competitive relationship, so they naturally needed to understand which among them would pose more challenges.

And Lv Bai would not be overlooked by the Death Fighters.

After all, the Death Fighters had been in this world for only a week, and for someone to have risen to the level of leading a team in such a short time was bound to draw the attention of observing Death Fighters who would first test him out, regardless of their motives.

Although Lv Bai was not angry, the other Cyan Hope Sect disciples wouldn’t tolerate someone so wantonly humiliating their sect’s senior brother.

Fatty Feng slammed the table and stood up with a hint of warning, "Friend, haven’t you gone too far?"

Yet the brawny man leading the group completely ignored him, seemingly considering him unworthy of speaking to and switched to a gaze full of pressure, sweeping over each Cyan Hope Sect disciple.

"Your Cyan Hope Sect is really getting worse with every generation. Who’s leading your group this time? Not daring to step forward?"

Such a domineering attitude soon drew the ire of bystanders.

A boy quietly seated in a corner on the second floor suddenly raised his voice in dissatisfaction, "The Baptism by Fire Sect is still full of themselves, huh? People might think you’re the Holy Land or something."