930 Devils 1 (1/2)

Dyon glanced at Donari. ”Rule 4.01. To become a core disciple one must either be acknowledged by a core elder or pass the core disciple exam.

”What do you say, old man? If I beat him, give me a core disciple robe and let me take his participation spot.”

When the crowd saw that Dyon was looking at the napping old man, they thought he had gone insane.

To be a core elder of their Unseen Peak, unfathomable strength was needed. How could the mere gate keeper of the outer sect be a core elder?

They inwardly sneered, no longer daring to make fun of Dyon on the surface anymore. Instead, they would wait for him to slap his own face.

”No need.” The old man mumbled. ”I'll accept you as a core disciple. However…” The murky eyes of the old man opened. Somehow, despite being unfocused, they had a subtle sharpness to them that made Dyon's eyes glow with intrigue. ”You can't become such an important member of our Peak when no information about you is known. Don't you think?

”Who are you?”

Dyon smiled. ”My name is Dyon.”

”Do you not have a family name?”

”Of course I do.”

”What is it?”

”Jafari.” Dyon said with a slight menacing murderous intent.

This name was like a resounding thunder clap throughout the sect. There was no longer any murmuring, because no one dared to. There was no longer and slander, because no one dared to. There was just an eerie silence overcast through Unseen Peak as dozens of elders appeared in the sky.

There weren't many notable clans within their 98th quadrant, this was because they were a place where sects thrived. Often times, it would take many families to build up a single sect, and as such, single families were quite powerless to resist them.

However, there were exceptions to every rule…