4 I want a beard as well (1/2)

The downpour soon subsided, and hints of sunlight started getting visible to those who were resting on the ground.

The filtering of dim rays of sunlight along with the drops of crystal-like water on the leaves of trees in the forest created a visually pleasing sight.

Yet, this was not of concern to the numerous entrants who had gathered around the entrance of the Immortal Divinity Sect holding various aspirations.

For these young entrants, the gate of the Immortal Divinity Sect which represented the boundary between reality and fantasy was far more appeasing than the most stunning scenery in the world.

Of course, this was not necessarily the case for all the people.

For instance, for a certain youth in rich clothing whose entire attire screamed 'nouveau riche' and body denoted 'macho-man', what mattered to him was the elder who backed him rather than the trial itself.

For a certain rich lady, what concerned her was the certain chill she continued to feel ever since she entered the periphery of the sect. She had a weird feeling that someone was coveting her body.

She would probably never know that someone had already registered her as a defective recommended product.

There was also a certain villager who seemed unconcerned about his surroundings.

No one knew what made him so proud. However, he had a face which made males want to punch him and females to pound him.

This was a youth who would later grow up to become the special type of leech who would act as the messiah exclusively for beautiful women by the use of (but not limited to) aphrodisiac, yin-yang coercion, seduction, and numerous other treacherous methods.

His name was Young Che.

Opposite to him was a certain youth who seemed aloof from worldly affairs and was a certified death-seeker approved by Xing Fan himself.

The genius of the Quan clan and the Michelin star fodder chef- Quan Luo.

He stood separate from the main crowd and raised his head like a proud peacock.

Yet no one knew that it was simply because he was lonely.

Yes, he was a loner.

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(MC's POV)

One of the major perks of being old is that you get to judge and bash the youngsters.

And of course, none of us are willing to pass on that opportunity.

”Toot toot. To be so amazed by a mere gate, these people need to temper their Dao Heart.”

Elder A said so while stroking his goatee.

I do not understand why these fogies are so addicted to the feeling of stroking their goatee.

However, every single male elder in the room with a goatee were currently stroking their goatee and/or beard.

Seriously dude, stroking your goatee and/or beard does not make you intellectual.

I swear I am not jealous of them.

I definitely am not.

I thought so as I lifted my chin up with my hand to make myself look contemplative.

”In comparison, it seems like the son of Sunfire City lord and daughter of Phoenix City lord are cut-above the rest in terms of temperament.”

”Youngster Quan also shows signs of a future leader.”

Elder B and C stated their thoughts as they carefully looked at the participants from the magic crystal.

”Also, that village boy. Although his attire may not look presentable, his temperament and attitude are beyond the common mass.”

Peak Master Lin Fen said so as he looked at the participants from the magic crystal.

”Hmm, wait.”

Peak Master Lin Fen lifted his eyebrow a little and lifted his hand to make the image clearer.

He closely looked at the magic crystal for a while before laughing loudly.