The merging of memories told him that he was fifteen years old this year. He had joined the Qingyun Sect three years ago, but his talent was too low to become a Qingyun disciple.,"It seems that this world is the place where my intelligence and wit can truly shine. At the third level of martial arts, I am qualified to become an outer disciple of Qingyun Gate. From now on, I will no longer have to be a sword slave.",Lin Yun felt a bit annoyed in his heart. As a nobody, being in this heavily hierarchical sect, delaying matters for those bigwigs would have dire consequences.。