Chapter 2237: Are You Daydreaming? (1/2)

When the Beast Emperor Sect’s young lord, Song Shaokang, saw Huang Xiaolong, he was stunned for a moment. However, he couldn’t hide the strong sense of hatred in his heart.

That was right. He hated Huang Xiaolong to the bones.

For the past year, he had used everything he had to locate Huang Xiaolong, but to no avail. Who would have thought that he would meet his fated enemy at the branch division of the Holy Gate?!

“Huang Xiaolong, I bet you never expected to see me here!” He glared at Huang Xiaolong, and laughed maliciously as he had no intention to hide his killing intent.

He had long since dug out Huang Xiaolong’s name from the Prince Qian Manor.

“He’s that brat?!” The Beast Emperor Sect’s Sect Master, Song Fu, said as a cold light flashed through his eyes.

“Yes, father. That’s Huang Xiaolong!”

The round-faced middle-aged man who wore the robes of a Holy Gate custodian asked, “Is he blind? How can he afford to offend Brother Song?”

After passing the examination of the Holy Gate’s branch division and proving that he had a Saint bloodline, Song Shaokang could be said to have already admitted into the Holy Gate.

Moreover, disciples in the Holy Gate were separated into different ranks.

Normally speaking, disciples with a complete dao saint godhead had the highest talent, and those with saint bloodlines were second. Anyone with a saint physique was accepted, but they were ranked third. Thus, the status of disciples with a complete dao saint godhead was higher than those with saint bloodline, and the status of those with a saint bloodline was higher than disciples with a saint physique.

Even though the custodian was a Third Order Venerable Realm expert, he only had a saint physique, while Song Shaokang had just shown that he was a talent with a saint bloodline. Even with the custodian’s higher cultivation level, he could only lower his status and address Song Shaokang as his brother.

Song Shaokang turned to the middle-aged man and said, “That’s right, Brother Xiao Feng, I have a great hatred for this person! This brat killed two grand elders from my Beast Emperor Sect!”

Xiao Feng was stunned as he sized Huang Xiaolong up. His face then turned colder as he reproached Huang Xiaolong, “Brat, why did you come to the Holy Gate’s branch division?”

A frown appeared on Huang Xiaolong’s face when he noticed that the custodian before him was biased towards Song Shaokang.

“Impudent! I’m asking you a question, why aren’t you on your knees?!” When Xiao Feng saw him standing there motionless, the frosty expression on his face turned a tad bit colder.

“This… Custodian Xiao Feng, he said that he’s here to sign up to be a disciple of the Holy Gate.” The guard who led Huang Xiaolong into the hall explained.

There were only three reasons for someone to appear in the branch division of the Holy Gate. The first was to register to take the test to be the Holy Gate’s disciple, the second was to report tracks of evil activity going about in the dynasty, and the last was to register to become an outer disciple of the Holy Gate.

Anyone with either a complete dao saint godhead, saint bloodline, or saint physique was qualified to become an inner disciple of the Holy Gate. Of course, the Holy Gate recruited outer disciples as well, and anyone who passed would be able to become an outer disciple of the Holy Gate.

For example, the guard, who had brought Huang Xiaolong in was someone who had passed the tests to obtain a position as an outer disciple of the Holy Gate.

Of course, compared to the inner sect disciples who possessed either a complete dao saint godhead, saint bloodline, or saint physique, their status was incomparable.

In fact, only those inner sect disciples were able to call themselves disciples of the Holy Gate. The outer sect disciples were only recruited to carry out the Holy Gate’s affairs or to serve as guards in the branch divisions in the various continents and dynasties.

When Song Shaokang heard that Huang Xiaolong was planning to enter the Holy Gate, he sneered, “Huang Xiaolong, are you also here to take the test to become a Holy Gate disciple? What a coincidence, I just passed the test. In fact, I am already a disciple of the Holy Gate! Hahaha!”

Song Shaokang could no longer hide the arrogance in his bones.

Even Song Fu had a face full of pride as he stood by the side

Regardless of dynasties and sects, as long as they produced a Holy Gate disciple, their faction would receive endless glory.