The commotion surrounding Chen Qing becoming a True Disciple didn't die down for a long time.
The five great thousand-year-old Noble Families and the other influential clans, in particular, all had different reactions.
Among them, the Shen Family temporarily became the butt of many secret jokes.
Of course, many more saw an opportunity. A newly promoted True Disciple with a relatively simple background was undoubtedly someone worth befriending.
Thus, for the next few days, Chen Qing's small courtyard on Xu Wang Mountain was as crowded as a marketplace.
Visitors arrived in an endless stream. They were either Stewards sent by the major Noble Families, high-ranking family members with real power, or Elders and Stewards from the various peaks within the Sect.
The congratulatory gifts they brought piled up like mountains. Their words were sincere, but their goal was simply to become a familiar face and foster some goodwill.
Chen Qing knew this full well.
