Inside Wuzhen Hall.
The cultivators were all speaking, actively responding to Elder Zhuang Xiran's questions.
"Cultivating spirit plants is to seize the essence of heaven and earth, to hold the transformation of all things in one's hands, endlessly fascinating."
...
They answered for quite some time.
Elder Zhuang Xiran glanced past the crowd, casually pointed, and said: "That cultivator over there, stand up and answer."
Qin Ming was listening intently, not intending to say anything.
He noticed Elder Zhuang was pointing in his direction, and couldn't help but look around.
But he found that all the cultivators' eyes were now focused on him.
Qin Ming suddenly realized.
Elder Zhuang Xiran was clearly referring to him.
Qin Ming froze for a moment, being stared at by so many people, giving him a sense of discomfort.
How could it be such a coincidence?
However, he was not at all flustered, calmly and composedly stood up from his chair, thought for a moment, and said:
