Ding Bu'er's face immediately showed an expression of admiration, "That's for sure, that's Han Ning, the daughter of Lord Han, the Duke of the County. She is considered a genius even in the entire Chengyu Kingdom. Her spirit root level is also very good. Three years ago, the old Duke specially took her to the imperial capital, Changluo, to awaken her spiritual powers. It is said that she had seven spiritual meridians awakened at once. Now that Miss is at the fifth level of Vein Expansion, it is estimated that she has opened up more than twenty spiritual meridians. If it weren't for waiting for this Leap to Immortality Gate opportunity, Miss would have joined a sect three years ago."

Mo Wuji had heard of spiritual meridians. He knew that the more spiritual meridians awakened after the first spiritual awakening, the greater the future potential. The better the spirit root, the more spiritual meridians would be awakened the first time. Mo Wuji had a mortal root, and didn't even have a spirit root. He had gone to awaken his spiritual powers once but hadn't opened up any spiritual meridians.

"Then why wait for the Leap to Immortality Gate? Wouldn't it be better for Miss to join a sect three years ago?" Mo Wuji asked in confusion.

In his opinion, the results of cultivating in a sect and cultivating at home were obviously different. If Han Ning had joined a sect three years ago, she might be far more than the fifth level of Vein Expansion now.

Ding Bu'er chuckled, making a 'you don't understand' expression. With a lecturing tone, he patted Mo Wuji and said, "You don't understand this, do you? The truly great sects only come out to recruit disciples during the Leap to Immortality Gate convention. Even if Miss had joined a sect three years ago, she could only have joined some small sects. Can the cultivation techniques and resources of small sects be compared to those of the big sects?"

So that's how it is. Mo Wuji agreed with this statement. The educational resources of Peking University and a chicken university are definitely greater at Peking University.

"The old Duke sent me here to be Miss's attendant, to accompany her to the imperial capital to participate in the Leap to Immortality Gate convention. Bu'er, when can I meet Miss?" Mo Wuji asked proactively.

Ding Bu'er shook his head, "Wuji, my friend, the old Duke was just comforting you. Among the servants who can accompany Miss to the imperial capital for the Leap to Immortality Gate, there definitely won't be you or me."

"Why?" Mo Wuji was shocked. He had come here for this purpose. If he wasn't going to the imperial capital, what was the point of him being here?

Ding Bu'er whispered in Mo Wuji's ear, "The people Miss takes to the imperial capital for the Leap to Immortality Gate are all chosen by her. Miss doesn't know us, so she definitely won't choose you or me. To be honest, my chances are a little better than yours. After all, I'm a member of the courtyard guard and a gatekeeper. Miss sometimes glances at me occasionally."

Mo Wuji's heart sank. If Han Ning really chose people that way, then he might not have a chance.

Ding Bu'er patted Mo Wuji on the shoulder and left Mo Wuji's residence with a hint of sympathy.

No, I came here to go to the imperial capital. If what Ding Bu'er said is true, I have to find a way to see Han Shengan.

Don't rush. Starting tomorrow, I'll go make connections in the entire Han estate. Anyway, I have plenty of gold coins now.

After seeing Ding Bu'er off, Mo Wuji fell asleep on the bed. He hadn't rested well since he started drinking the Vein Expansion medicinal liquid. He hadn't slept all night last night either. It was already quite good that he had persisted until now.

…

The sky was just beginning to dawn when the sound of a bell summoning people to gather rang out in the area where the Han estate guards lived. Many Han estate guards got up quickly, washed up as quickly as possible, and ran to the martial arts training ground to gather.

Mo Wuji was too tired, physically and mentally exhausted. Even if he heard this bell, he wouldn't get up.

In just half an incense stick of time, more than a hundred guards had gathered at the martial arts training ground.

"Tap, tap..." The unhurried sound of horses' hooves came from outside the training ground. A girl in red riding a tall red horse walked over. From a distance, it looked like a ball of flames slowly approaching. Behind her was a girl in blue riding a yellow horse.

"Greetings, Miss Ning," the guards shouted in unison. Everyone recognized that the person who came was Han Ning, the most beloved young lady of the Han estate.

Han Ning's gaze swept across the more than one hundred people. After more than ten seconds, she slowly said, "Today I'm going to the Thunder Mist Forest, and I need to select ten guards from among you. Those who perform better can follow me to the imperial capital, Changluo, in three months to witness the Leap to Immortality Gate convention."

Hearing that those who performed well could follow Miss to the imperial capital, Changluo, more than a hundred guards immediately became more energetic, and everyone straightened their chests, hoping to be selected by Miss to go to the Thunder Mist Forest and thus catch Miss's eye. No matter how dangerous the Thunder Mist Forest was, it couldn't stop the allure of going to the imperial capital.

"Who is Mo Wuji?" Han Ning suddenly called out.

More than a hundred guards became silent, and no one answered for a long time. Almost no one here knew who Mo Wuji was.

Han Ning's expression became a little unsightly. She raised her voice again and asked, "Has Mo Wuji arrived?"

Ding Bu'er hurriedly stood up and said somewhat stammeringly, "Reporting to Miss, Mo Wuji only arrived here yesterday and is probably not very familiar with the place yet…"

As Ding Bu'er spoke, Han Ning's face became more and more unsightly. "Everyone, give me a fast run around the martial arts training ground until that Mo Wuji arrives. Anyone who falls behind will have their salary deducted for one month."

A well-built man standing at the front of the line lowered his voice and said angrily to a martial artist beside him, "Chang Hongcai, you immediately call that kid over here, you bastard."

"Yes," a fierce-looking man with a black nose replied and hurried out of the martial arts training ground.

…

"Bang, bang!" Mo Wuji was awakened by a burst of urgent pounding on the door. He opened his eyes and found that the sky was just beginning to brighten.

Someone was still pounding hard on the door; it wasn't knocking at all.

No way, is a servant supposed to get up earlier than a rooster?

"What's the matter?" Mo Wuji opened the door, somewhat annoyed.

"You must be the newcomer. It's all because of you that we've all been punished by Miss. Hurry up and go to the martial arts training ground to gather, quickly." Standing at the door was a fierce-looking man with a long face and a black nose.

Mo Wuji recognized this guy. Ding Bu'er introduced him yesterday; this guy happened to be there. A guard of the Han estate named Chang Hongcai.

Mo Wuji frowned and asked, "It's only just beginning to dawn. What's going on?"

He was very unhappy that a guard had disturbed his rest. He hadn't fully reacted yet.

"Miss is going to the Thunder Mist Forest today and is selecting people right now. You just arrived here and dared to ignore the gathering order. No wonder some people say you're arrogant; you really are arrogant," Chang Hongcai said, staring at Mo Wuji with a very cold tone.

Isn't the young lady of the Han estate Han Ning? He had tried his best to get to know Han Ning before, and now Han Ning was going to the Thunder Mist Forest to select followers. Isn't this exactly what he wanted?

Mo Wuji finally reacted and quickly said, "Wait for me, I'll be ready in a moment."

After speaking, Mo Wuji hurriedly washed up and almost ran to the martial arts training ground with Chang Hongcai.

"By the way, Brother Chang, you said just now that someone said I'm arrogant? I only arrived last night, right?" Only at this moment did Mo Wuji remember what Chang Hongcai had said earlier.

Chang Hongcai simply didn't bother to pay attention to Mo Wuji and quickened his pace.

"Are you that Mo Wuji who doesn't even put the Minister of Rites, Yao Kang, in his eyes?" Mo Wuji had just arrived at the martial arts training ground when a crisp voice filled with anger stopped him.