Chapter 44
It wasn’t easy to join the Natural Law School. People who could join it were only the most exceptional geniuses in the Fire Field.
That was why the new disciples of the Natural Law School became famous rapidly in the dynasty and the Fire Field.
Jiang Chen learned that the recruitment of the Natural Law School was two weeks later, so he decided to find a place to lodge first.
He heard interesting news at an inn.
“If I stay here, I will be well informed,” Jiang Chen thought. He asked many questions when the waiter of the inn showed him the way to his room.
“I can tell from your age that you’ve come here to join a sect or a school. You’re asking the right man.
“All sects and schools have a different requirement to recruit disciples. So there is no taboo that you need to avoid, but you have to pay attention to one thing. If you pass the test of a sect or a school, don’t go to another secretly. If you’re found out, you’ll be blacklisted by all the sects and schools.
Jiang Chen saw the first sword trail left by the martial saint. It was on a rock, still very clear.
He was stopped by a youngster when he was about to move closer.
“Not open to tourists right now.”
“Aren’t these people all tourists?”
“Not right now.”
Jiang Chen didn’t understand why, but the man was impatient. He was frowning like he was ready to drive Jiang Chen away at any moment.
Jiang Chen looked around. The tourists were standing behind a yellow line, and most of the people who were practicing inside were very young.
The youngster who had stopped Jiang Chen glanced at him and turned around to go back to the square.
“My friend, don’t be upset. You can enter after they leave.
“These are local people of Ninedragons. They regard themselves as the owners of the Martial Saint Mountain, so they have priority for almost everything. Not only for this square, but also other places.”
Jiang Chen immediately understood. He looked over to the square. Each of the ten-odd youngsters there was holding a treasured sword, which emitted a cool radiance and gave an outwardly aggressive feeling.
Suddenly Jiang Chen’s eyes settled on the man who was speaking to him.
He was also a seventeen or eighteen-years-old man, splendidly dressed. He looked quite similar to the people inside.
“Are you also a local?” Jiang Chen asked out of curiosity.
“There are certainly more than a dozen of people in Ninedragons,” the youngster smiled mockingly.
It turned out that the leader of the people inside was called Yang Jianwei. He was a famous, promising youngster in Ninedragons and had many brilliant friends. They refused entry for not only the tourists, but also mediocre locals.
They claimed they were afraid that those people would lose face for Ninedragons.
The youngster who was talking to Jiang Chen was called Hong Feiyu. He was ordinary-looking, very tall, with long arms that could touch his knees.