Today, the shores of Star Chess Sea were still packed with cultivators.         2

There were clanless cultivators who walked around with their swords on their person. There were clan disciples riding spirit birds. There were also heirs of dao lineages who had left their sects to travel for experience in groups.0

Almost all of them were here on a pilgrimage, wanting to see for themselves what kind of a holy and blessed land that was the abode of the legendary Big Saint Lin Xun.0

But more were young girls and boys who were tagging along with their parents and elders. The older ones were at most sixteen years old, and the younger ones only children of five or six.0

Their elders had brought them here in the hope that these juniors could cultivate under Lin Xun’s guidance!5

Of course, their chances were destined to be very slim.0

In these past few days, numerous juniors of clans had come with the intention of becoming Lin Xun’s disciple, but not to mention expressing their idea to him, they hadn’t even been able to see his face.0

But even so, it still couldn’t stop those who had great hopes for their offspring from coming in a stream.0

There was no lack of children from prestigious clans...0