The Mysterious Of All Mysteries (1)

The one who had a silver band on his head was emitting the strongest aura of them all and was at the late-stage Xiantian Realm.

As for the other two by his side, the one with eagle like eyes and the other with short black hair and a sword in hand, they were both mid stage Xiantian Realm youths.

It was not a difficult feat to conduct a simple beating on the group of disciples if they thought of misbehaving with him.

Since they took the initiative to greet him, Xiao Ming tried to act polite as well and nodded with a simple wave.

"Are you a new disciple here, little brother?" the one with a silver band asked warmly as he looked at the disorganized Xiao Ming with sympathy masked in his eyes.

"Yes I am, I have just accepted my token after this year's Sect Meet" Xiao Ming poured out immediately without retrieval since he could sense the true and pure emotions of the group.