"Friend, does the instance really have a hidden targeting mechanism for passive players? I think it might be true, but that doesnât affect our choices."
The young player from Xia Country, spinning a pair of black sunglasses with his fingers, had just finished speaking when the tall, strong Caucasian leaning against the wall of the private room shook his head slowly.
"Iâve practiced passive strategies several times in instances myself. Although I did encounter some unexpected situations midway, I eventually cleared the instance smoothly each time.
Several of my player friends also told me they had similar experiences, which likewise shows that passing isnât limited to fierce battles alone.
So, I believe your judgment is somewhat one-sided. Passive strategies are also a form of gaming strategy. They might trigger some potential risks but also hold significant value for consideration when necessary."
The tall, strong Caucasian player responded clearly and calmly, countering the young playerâs view from Xia Country, sounding quite convincing.
Nearby, not far from him, a casual Mei Country black player, sitting with legs crossed, nodded in agreement, revealing a set of white teeth as he said:
"Heâs right. If the giant creature outside was just one, we might find a way to handle it with our strength, but with too many of them, the risk goes out of control. Black here doesnât want to face such things. Itâs best for everyone to hide and observe the situation first."
As soon as he finished, the young woman from an island nation sitting across from him suddenly sneered coldly:
"Hmph! You men have no courage at all. Facing difficulties, you can only hesitate and want to escape! I, Ludaizi, refuse to collaborate with you!"
After saying this, the woman from the island nation flashed and disappeared out of the private room window.
Among the remaining five in the room, only a young Caucasian woman with a freckled face hadnât expressed any opinion, still silently chewing on what seemed to be an endless childâs lollipop.
This situation made the young player from Xia Country a bit displeased as well. He immediately stopped spinning the black magic mirror in his hand, put the sunglasses on his face, and stood up to declare:
"Since we canât agree, letâs leave it at that for now... those who want to take it easy can do so, while those who want to get things done can collaborate with me. See you all in the future!"
With that, he turned around and jumped out the private room window, gracefully and smoothly landing on the street outside, merging into the bustling Celestial Essence City.
However, following closely behind him, the freckled Caucasian woman who had been chewing on the lollipop also quietly followed. She remained in an abnormal silence, but her movement speed was incredibly quick, disappearing in the direction the young player from Xia Country had gone in a blink of an eye.
Thus, the six players who originally planned to unite were split in half; one half decided to passively survive the instance, while the other half wanted to actively complete the tasks set by the instance.
Wang Zhifan himself was clearly on the side of those eager for battle. However, on this new day within the instance, he didnât engage in any fights, primarily dealing with matters related to the Martial Venerable Hall, and occasionally meditating to cultivate Pure Yang True Skill during his leisure time.
One has to admit, with full support from the local high-ups, things get done quickly. In just one night, after the craftsmen of Celestial Essence City worked overtime, his Martial Venerable Hall was already largely set up.
Its location is to the east of Qingyang Palace, transformed from a previously empty hall with renovations. At this time, even the plaque with the words "Martial Venerable Hall," personally inscribed by the old Daoist Zhenxu, is hanging above the main hallâs entrance. Aside from not yet having disciples stationed there, the basic framework of the Martial Venerable Hall is already in place.
Currently, Wang Zhifan is inside the main hall of the Martial Venerable Hall, conversing with his most familiar figure, Qingyangzi, in front of the statue of the Daoist Saint.
"Friend Fanyun, Iâve issued a notice to all Daoist cities within a hundred thousand miles. I believe soon many young talents who catch your eye will come to study. Youâll have to take some time to guide them, so martial arts can further flourish in our Daoist community..."
Qingyangzi was talking to Wang Zhifan about the recruitment of disciples, something the three super-innate Daoists valued even more than Wang Zhifan himselfâafter all, they intended to rely on Wang Zhifanâs strength to cultivate a batch of talents. Not proactively bringing people over would be strange.
"Please be assured, Daoist Qingyang. I had already planned out a strategy for training disciples last night. As long as those who come can pass my tests and become my disciples, I will certainly ensure that most of them become pillars of martial arts..."
Wang Zhifan seemed quite confident, making Qingyangzi curious, wondering if this young man was boasting.
"Friend Fanyun, could you elaborate a bit? Perhaps this Daoist could benefit by adopting your approach to teaching disciples."
At this moment, Qingyangzi eyed Wang Zhifan, wanting to test if he was getting overconfident with his grand boast the first time he prepared to take on disciples.
But Wang Zhifan shook his head with a smile, responding lightly:
"If Daoist friend is curious, youâll know when the first batch of disciples enter the hall."
"Very well... In that case, Iâll go urge the cityâs managers. Iâm sure there wonât be a shortage of young talents willing to embark on martial arts within the city."
With that, Qingyangzi surprisingly didnât talk much more with Wang Zhifan and left the Martial Venerable Hall, riding the wind away.
"That Daoist is indeed a swift and decisive person."
Seeing this, Wang Zhifan couldnât help but sigh. He thought for a while and decided to remain in the hall, focusing on meditation, continuing to cultivate the newly learned Pure Yang True Skill, and chose not to oversee the specifics of disciple recruitment.