One by one the participants entered inside the Sect through the Southern Gate after paying the tax to Zhao Tian.
They all shot glares at him and cursed under their lips before entering.
Zhao Tian could care less about them, as he is confident that he will soon become an inner wing disciple and doesn't have to look at these faces for a long time.
As the sun began to dip even lower on the horizon, Zhao Tian stopped collecting the tax and entered in, following the other disciples.
After climbing some stairs, they came to a large courtyard inside and Zhao Tian's gaze swept across the courtyard, taking in the sight of the many disciples who had passed the initial test.
Hundreds had gathered here, their murmurs blending into a soft hum.
Zhao Tian glanced at the old man who was with Eldric Grey in the morning, one of the Sect Administrators, sitting on the side with a table in front of him.