Immortal Martial Saint, starting with unlimited stat points

After queuing for almost half an hour, Zhou Chen finally stood outside the massive city gate of Changnan City.

The queue waiting to enter the city split into two groups, each with a team of soldiers checking them.

They carry wanted posters and will stop any suspicious individuals they encounter, carefully questioning them about their background.

Zhou Chen glanced at the wanted poster in the soldier's hand and saw that it was indeed his own portrait.

Only then did he realize that there were four Enlightened Martial Artists among the soldiers in these two teams alone.

Judging from their armor, they were only one rank higher than ordinary soldiers, and were probably officers of regular rank.

"Go on." A soldier held up the wanted poster and compared it to Zhou Chen's face, which had been altered using the Seventy-Two Transformations technique, but found no resemblance.

Zhou Chen followed the flow of people into the city, like a stream flowing into the sea.

Once inside the city, houses stood side by side, streets and alleys crisscrossed, and countless tall pavilions and palaces appeared and disappeared in the depths.

The surging crowds and bustling city sounds converge into a powerful force of vitality, which can be clearly felt even when standing at the city gate.

Zhou Chen took a deep breath, suppressing the shock and trepidation in his heart, gripped the Crimson Flame Sect token at his waist, and strode forward.

"Brother, may I ask how to get to the Crimson Flame Sect?" Zhou Chen strolled around Changnan City for a while, and seeing that it was still early, he was not in a hurry to find a place to stay.

He still had a lot of money on him and wasn't worried about not being able to find a place to stay late.

"The Crimson Flame Sect?" The young man who was stopped by Zhou Chen had an ordinary face, but he also possessed considerable inner strength.

If they were still in Xingde County, they would be key members of various martial arts schools and families.

But in the bustling city of Changnan, he was just an ordinary passerby.

When Zhou Chen stopped him, the young man showed some impatience, but when he saw the silver coins Zhou Chen handed him, his expression softened.

He skillfully took the silver and tucked it into his sleeve, then pointed into the distance and said, "Keep going straight along this road. When you feel the temperature rising, look up and find a gate tower that is emitting a red glow. That is the mountain gate of the Crimson Flame Sect."

"Judging from your outer sect token from the Crimson Flame Sect, you must have been recommended by an elder to enter and cultivate there, right?" The young man glanced at the fiery red token on Zhou Chen's waist and chuckled twice.

Zhou Chen, puzzled by the young man's laughter, nodded slightly. "My elders gave me a waist token, specifically allowing me to join the Crimson Flame Sect for cultivation."

"With your outer sect badge, whether you can successfully join the Crimson Flame Sect depends on how well you're prepared." The young man smiled and gradually walked away. "The Crimson Flame Sect is still dozens of miles away from here. Flying is not allowed in the city, so you'd better rent a horse from a merchant."

"Dozens of miles?" Zhou Chen was slightly taken aback upon hearing this.

The Crimson Flame Sect was located within Changnan City, and he entered the city from the north gate, which was still dozens of miles away, demonstrating the vastness of Changnan City.

After a while, Zhou Chen found a shop on the street, paid some money, and got a variegated demon horse to ride.

After galloping along the designated horse trails within the city for a long time, Zhou Chen finally noticed the rise in temperature within the city.

He looked up and saw a huge archway standing tall, behind which were a series of palaces built against the mountain, even more magnificent and spectacular than what he had seen when he entered the city.

He found a stable at the foot of the Crimson Flame Sect Mountain and tied up the rented horses.

According to the manager of the trading company when the horses were rented, someone would come to settle the horses afterward, and he didn't need to worry about it.

"Senior brother, I received a sect outer disciple's token as a gift from my elders, and I have come to report for duty," Zhou Chen asked a disciple dressed in bright red at the mountain gate.

The uniforms of the Crimson Flame Martial Arts School are somewhat similar to this person's attire, which is likely a deliberate design by Yi Yan out of nostalgia for his sect.

"Hmm?" The disciple looked Zhou Chen up and down, frowning. "The sect is really obsessed with money. Anyone can get a sect token."

He gestured with his lip and looked into the distance. "Go line up over there, and remember to prepare your things."

Zhou Chen frowned upon hearing his words.

Joining the Crimson Flame Sect seems to be more complicated than I thought.

"Even if there is an assessment, it doesn't matter. With the talent I've shown so far, although I'm not a peerless genius, it's enough to meet the requirements for the Crimson Flame Sect to recruit disciples." Zhou Chen thought to himself as he walked to the place indicated by the disciples and joined the queue.

After a while, it was Zhou Chen's turn.

At the desk, a middle-aged deacon with fair skin and slightly slick eyes leaned back in his chair with an air of nonchalance. His cultivation level was around the middle dantian realm.

Zhou Chen followed the example of the others and handed over the Chi Yan Sect's waist token.

The middle-aged deacon took the waist token, glanced at it casually, and then looked Zhou Chen up and down.

Zhou Chen had traveled from Cangsong Village to Changnan City for more than ten days. Although his clothes were not tattered, they were somewhat worn, making him stand out among the other applicants dressed in fine clothes.

The deacon glanced at it only once, and his eyebrows drooped.

"Hmm, the waist tag is correct. According to the rules, you can go straight into the outer gate." He said slowly, tapping his finger on the roster, but did not immediately write down the registration.

He raised his eyelids, looked at Zhou Chen, and showed some displeasure on his face.

He had already slowed down the process, yet this person was so ungrateful, not even having prepared a gift. So don't blame him for being unfair.

"Unfortunately, the outer sect is now overcrowded. The old methods apply to the old members, and the new methods apply to the new members. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble you to take the entrance test."

After saying that, he picked up a brush dipped in ink and wrote Zhou Chen's name in a row.

Zhou Chen glanced down and saw that the word "Eliminated" was written at the top of the list.

"Go over there, don't block the way behind you."

The bright red waist tag was casually tossed on the table, making a soft "thud" that drew the attention of those queuing around.

Zhou Chen suppressed his displeasure and said in a deep voice, "Holding this token allows direct entry into the outer sect; this is an established rule of the Crimson Flame Sect. Such a change disregards the established rules."

"Rules?" The steward sneered when he saw that the man still dared to argue. "In the outer sect of the Crimson Flame Sect, I am the rule. Now get lost."

"Where did this bumpkin come from? Relying on a token he got from who-knows-where, he thinks he can join the Crimson Flame Sect with nothing else?"

"Yes, who doesn't know that the Crimson Flame Sect is the number one sect in Xijiang? If there were no requirements at all and such trash were allowed to join, wouldn't that be a disgrace to the sect?" The disciple who had given the tribute also joined in the laughter, his eyes full of disdain.

He was a country bumpkin, penniless, ignorant of social etiquette, and stubbornly clung to the rules.

You have to understand, in this day and age, as long as you're willing to spend money, you can even buy a position as a county official, let alone a mere outer sect spot in the Crimson Flame Sect.

Zhou Chen's gaze darkened as he looked around.

Those who had already given gifts sneered, and even those dressed simply were muttering incantations while clutching their bundles.

He had previously thought the bundle contained clothes to bring into the sect, but it turned out to be a large sum of money.