Yoan shrugged and sighed, “This is out of my control. I didn’t expect the Divinity Sect to admit new disciples before us.”

Jeffery stepped forward and looked at the new disciples. Obviously displeased, he said, “Look at the quality of disciples you admitted.”

Jeffery looked around fifty years old and was wearing a yellow robe. Scanning the crowd, he was able to see through the cultivation base of every cultivator using his Divine Sense.

Then, his gaze was fixed on Melany.

“What the hell?