After dealing with the three strong men, the little boy jumped out from behind the bushes and threw himself into his arms.
"Brother, you are so awesome! Are you also from our Illuminati sect? Why have I never seen you before?"
"Illuminati?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and he quickly came to his senses.
"No, I am not from the Illuminati."
The boy suddenly became alert and broke away from Mark's arms.
"Not the Illuminati? Could it be that you are from the Evil sect? Are you in the same group as those men just now?"
Just as the boy was thinking wildly, Ye Fan shook his head again.
"No, I'm not from the evil sect either?"
Now the boy was confused.
"They are neither the Illuminati sect nor the evil sect. There are still some casual cultivators who have not joined the sect!"
The boy said in shock.
Ye Fan thought for a moment and nodded slightly.
He came from another world and did not join any sect. There is nothing wrong with calling him a casual cultivator.
"No, no, no, you are such a powerful casual cultivator, I must let you join our Illuminati sect."
The boy dragged Ye Fan towards a place. Before leaving, he did not forget to call out the numb-eyed and skinny workers.
Soon, the group of people arrived at a cave.
"Brother! Brother! I'm back, look who I found."
The boy yelled as soon as he entered the cave.
Amidst the boy's shouts, a thin young man walked out from the depths of the cave.
"Xiaohan, I'm back."
The man stammered, his eyes full of doting on the boy.
"Brother, brother, look at who I brought back, a casual cultivator, a super powerful casual cultivator!"
"That's him, hey, hey, ha, ha, he knocked down the three strong men of the evil faction to the ground in a few seconds."
"Yeah?"
The young man looked at Ye Fan, his eyes full of inquiry.
"Brother, brother, we can't waste such a good talent. Why don't we recommend him to join?"
The child's eyes were full of excitement.
"No hurry, no rush." The young man interrupted the child.
He walked up to Ye Fan.
"I heard from Xiaohan that you are very strong. Can you compete with me?"
Hearing this, Xiaohan couldn't help but cover his face, and the belligerent factor in his brother's body began to stir up again.
Ye Fan crossed the young man and looked at Xiaohan.
Xiaohan was seen biting his head and silently telling him not to agree.
Ye Fan smiled at Xiaohan, then turned his attention to the young man and accepted the competition.
Just after Ye Fan accepted the competition, the young man's eyes lit up with excitement.
He rushed forward with a lunge, gathered part of his spiritual power in his palm, and slapped Ye Fan.
Ye Fan looked at the weak spiritual energy in the young man's hand and felt a little funny.
He did not use his spiritual energy, but when the young man rushed over, he grabbed his arm with one hand, held down his shoulder with the other, and threw him over his shoulder hard.
"Wow! So awesome!"
Xiaohan rushed over and looked at her brother who was thrown to the ground, full of admiration for Mark.
"You are very strong."
The young man looked at Ye Fan and said word by word.
"I recommend? Are you willing?"
The young man said stumblingly.
Ye Fan was a little confused after hearing this.
At this time Xiaohan came over.
"Brother is saying that he hopes to recommend you to the Bright Corner. I wonder if you would like to be recommended by him?"
Hearing this question, Ye Fan was a little confused.
"Why are you asking me if I would like to be recommended by you?"
"You are very strong, but I am not worthy."
The young man started to get nervous at this time.
"Of course I am willing. I have wanted to join the Illuminati for a long time, but I have never had the chance."