Yang Yan was at a loss for words.

Did this person really come looking for trouble for him?

But, when had he ever offended him?

Anyway, things seemed okay.

It looked like he had been saved.

As for the situation with the Ten Swords and Hidden World, he’d likely have to find this so-called Elder Dugu to get any information.

What Yang Yan didn’t know was that it was as hard as climbing the sky for a Named Disciple like him to see the elder!

The young man in green snickered inwardly upon seeing Yang Yan’s stunned expression.

Country bumpkin will always be a country bumpkin!

Still dreaming of soaring to the sky?

Even Sun Hai had been in Ancient Abyss Sect for twenty years, and was only an Outer Sect Disciple!

Thinking of this, Sun Hai chuckled:

"It’s because Inner Sect senior brother thought it was hard for you coming from the Lost Land and still having cultivation, so he asked me to arrange something for you."

"How about that?"

Yang Yan knew what trick this guy was going to play, and with a somewhat displeased look, he asked:

Arrange something?

Are they treating me as one of them?

And one that’s not worth mentioning?

Otherwise, how could anyone come to arrange things for him?

"Hmph, don’t overthink it!"

Sun Hai snorted:

"Though you are nominally a Named Disciple, you haven’t been registered yet."

"After you’re registered tomorrow, I’ll naturally tell you what you need to know."

Having said that, the young man turned around and left.

But before leaving, he didn’t forget to instruct:

"Tomorrow at this time, don’t leave this room!"

Yang Yan couldn’t help but laugh.

Now they’re restricting my freedom?

Did I agree to be a Named Disciple?

Back then, wasn’t it reluctantly that I took the Token from that bragging Star-Picking Palace?

But now that he was here, knowing nothing, it was better to bide his time for now.

"May I know senior brother’s name?"

Yang Yan suppressed his anger and asked respectfully on the surface.

"Call me Sun Hai, just call me Sun Brother."

The Outer Sect Disciple turned his head and smiled slightly at Yang Yan, puffing up his chest a bit.

Since you’re here, just settle down.

After the person left, Yang Yan closed his eyes and focused on sensing the changes within his body.

He found that apart from some physical weakness, he still retained his full Emperor Realm power.

His strength remained, and he breathed a sigh of relief.

He knew very well that no matter when or where, power was the most crucial thing.

Punching is truth, valid everywhere.

Forget it!

Let’s see tomorrow what this Ancient Abyss Sect is all about?

If Yang Yan guessed correctly, it should be similar to those Daoist sects in the Hidden World.

Only one exists in the Hidden World, and the other in an unknown realm outside.

He must first ascertain the realities here, learn everything quickly, and then he might return to his own world.

It’s said waiting is always long.

However, Yang Yan remained calm and didn’t feel this way.

He collected himself, cultivated on his bed for the day, seamlessly integrating previous insights of Heavenly Dao.

During this time, the honest Fatty came again to deliver food.

Yang Yan learned his name was Gu Sheng.

A very elegant name, but really didn’t match his chubby image.

Still, Yang Yan started calling him Brother Gu.

Everyone has vanity.

Indeed, Fatty showed an expression of satisfaction.

The next day, Gu Sheng was knocking on his door early:

"Yang Yan, Yang Yan, get up, Sun Brother is about to come over."

"Understood."

The wooden door opened shortly after.

Yang Yan sat calmly on the bed, seemingly just waking from cultivation.

Actually, right up till now, Yang Yan was still absorbing the Heavenly Dao Law.

After all, it was the Heavenly Dao, even a so-called minor path wasn’t something ordinary manpower could match.

Although he hadn’t merged with Heavenly Dao, the Law transmitted by Heavenly Dao left a mark in Yang Yan’s mind.

This Law seemed to be the Space Law.

Except, losing the blessing of Heavenly Dao, comprehending this Law became vague and difficult for Yang Yan.

Gu Sheng’s timing was indeed precise; almost immediately after he came, the Outer Sect Disciple named Sun Hai arrived.

Gu Sheng greeted with an anxious and fearful face, standing outside the room.

Sun Hai looked even gloomier than yesterday, exuding some anger as he rebuked:

"Didn’t I tell you not to come?! He’s just a Named Disciple, do you think he’s like me, an Outer Sect Senior Brother?"

"Sun Brother, I..."

With just one word spoken, Gu Sheng didn’t know what to say.

Outer Sect Disciple and Named Disciple, just two words apart, but the difference in Ancient Abyss Sect was worlds apart.

The former is considered a true disciple of Ancient Abyss Sect.

The latter is but akin to a sect servant.

Yet, compared to those actual servants, they at least have the right to cultivate.

Generally, Named Disciples have cultivation aptitude, however relatively poorer.

Though Yang Yan didn’t know how he’d fare, Gu Sheng indeed was so.

By his account, after three years, he hadn’t reached Qi Cultivation layer three—already quite poor talent.

"Scram!"

Sun Hai impatiently flicked his sleeve, and Gu Sheng nodded repeatedly, cautiously turning to leave.

Yang Yan intended to say something.

After all, Gu Sheng was essentially his first friend here.

Moreover, he got quite a bit of information from that Fatty.

But Sun Hai’s next action made him swallow his words abruptly.

"Yang Yan?"

"Yes."

Though Yang Yan disliked Sun Hai’s ways, he still answered politely with a smile on the surface.

"Heh!"

Seeing Yang Yan still smiling, Sun Hai sneered.

He eyed Yang Yan up and down, his sharp chin twitching slightly, he said oddly:

"Yang Yan, you’re really lucky, huh?"

Yang Yan chuckled, shook his head, and replied:

"I don’t know what Sun Brother means?"

Sun Hai watched Yang Yan intently, his mouth showing a hint of a grim smile:

"Inner Sect senior brother specially sent word yesterday, saying you won’t need to register, but rather attend today’s sect disciple recruitment ceremony."

Yang Yan didn’t respond, quietly watching him.

Sun Hai’s expression stiffened, though he had some anger inside, he didn’t let it out.

He simply eyed Yang Yan with ill intent, and continued:

"The disciple recruitment ceremony, only happens once every ten years. Then, countless people from nearby regions come, hoping to join our sect."

"As long as your aptitude is good enough, you could directly become an Outer Sect Disciple tomorrow, maybe even an Inner Sect Disciple."

Yang Yan thoughtfully nodded, with a harmless smile, sincerely asked:

"Oh! And if it’s not good?"

"Not good?"

Sun Hai abruptly raised his tone, saying in mockery:

"Then you can stay in the sect as a Named Disciple akin to a servant."

"Hehe, anyway, you’re someone brought back by the elder!"