The Immortal's Wine Store

Yang Zenke was responsible for the distribution of the new disciples' robes and cultivation resources. It was hard to do it alone, so he called a few other disciples to help him.

"Brother Yang, we are the first batch of disciples, so the new ones should call us 'senior brother'. I like the sound of that. Hahaha!" Han Sen smiled from ear to ear. He was excited to see the new members of their sect.

Yang Zenke ignored the shameless fellow and continued to distribute a few boxes to his friends. Inside of these boxes were the robes and cultivation resources of the new disciples.

"Brother Han, are you sure about that? Some of the new disciples are quite strong and they might not be willing to call you their senior." Xiao Hua chuckled softly.

Han Sen glanced at Xiao Hua, but he merely smiled at her words. He was confident that he had already surpassed all the other young experts in the Silver Wing Empire. With the exception of Yang Zenke, he was confident that no one else could defeat him.

Looking at the smug look of his friend, Yang Zenke was at a loss. This brat was becoming more shameless and confident, but too much of it was not a good thing. Thinking about this, Yang Zenke smacked the back of Han Sen's head and fiercely said. "Fool! Don't forget what the master had told us before. We must not be arrogant with the little achievements that we have and everyone must always strive hard to become even stronger. We might be considered as strong in the eyes of the other young experts, but in master's eyes, we are nothing!"

Initially, Han Sen wanted to fight back, but when he heard his friend's words, his back was suddenly covered in a cold sweat. 'That's right! Since when did I become this arrogant? I have been blinded by my rising cultivation level that I've forgotten where I came from!'

With a grateful look, Han Sen solemnly said. "Many thanks for opening my eyes, Brother Yang."

Yang Zenke nodded his head at Han Sen as he patted the guy's back with a bit of force.

"Take this and come with me to meet our juniors." Yang Zenke said as he handed a box to Han Sen.

***

Prince Dante and the other new disciples waited inside the huge training hall on the lowest floor of the sword tower. They have been here for more than an hour, but everyone waited calmly for their rewards.

"Even until now, I still can't believe that I actually passed all three assessments..."

"I knew some of those who failed the assessments. They aren't weak at all. All the people who signed up for the recruitment are the best of the Profound Dragon Continent, but only a few of us remained. I wonder what our future would be like after becoming disciples of the Heavenly Sword Tower..."

The new disciples eagerly chatted with their new friends. Everyone was still jubilant after they passed all three assessments.

Just then... Everyone suddenly sensed the arrival of a few people. They stopped talking and turned their gazes to the newcomers.

Upon seeing the embroidered black robes of the newcomers, they became certain that these people were among the first batch of disciples that the Heavenly Sword Tower had accepted.

At first, everyone was still calm, but when they noticed the aura of the man leading this group, the new disciples immediately stood to their feet.

"This guy... How the hell did he break through by this much?!" Beiming Chu exclaimed when he sensed the aura of this familiar young man.

Beside him, Prince Dante and the others were also stunned.

Yang Zenke smiled inwardly when he saw the dumbstruck gazes of the new disciples. He purposely released his aura to warn the new disciples that he as the senior must be respected.

After their long training inside the Endless Forest, his cultivation level leapfrogged into the initial stage of the 6th-rank King realm! How could this group of new disciples not be shocked to see such a young and talented individual?

"Greetings, my junior brothers and junior sisters. Congratulations on passing the three assessments and finally becoming disciples of our Heavenly Sword Tower! I won't say too much bullshit. Our task is to deliver these items to you guys, so please line up and receive your rewards." Yang Zenke said as he scanned the crowd. He was no longer the weak servant boy that he once was. He had become someone with great status and it would be a lie if he said that he wasn't proud of himself. However, he will never let this proudness get the better of him.

"Brother Yang, you could have introduced us as well..." Han Sen whispered sorrowfully as he poked Yang Zenke's back with his finger.

Black lines could be seen on Yang Zenke's forehead when he heard Han Sen's words.

Xiao Hua giggled when she heard Han Sen. This guy was still the same...

"I will give you face and not smack you in front of the new disciples. Just start distributing the boxes to our juniors." Yang Zenke said in a serious tone.

Han Sen chuckled dryly when he saw the look on Yang Zenke's face. He then put on a bright smile as he distributed the robes and cultivation resources of the new disciples.

Looking at this, Yang Zenke could only sigh as he shook his head.

"Brother Yang, you've become even stronger after merely leaving for more than a month. I don't know if I could still take one of your blows." Yang Zenke shifted his gaze to Prince Dante who had just arrived in front of him.

Yang Zenke remained calm at his words. "You flatter me. I've merely done my best to cultivate. All the rest is thanks to the mas- teachings of Sect Master Jiu Shen." He wanted to say master, but he changed his words after thinking carefully. It would be more proper to call Jiu Shen as Sect Master while they were in the presence of others.

They weren't Jiu Shen's personal disciples since they were only disciples of the Heavenly Sword Tower. It would be more accurate to call them Jiu Shen's sword servants, but the latter treated them as if they were his personal disciples. Even so, they were already satisfied with the status quo.