The independent cultivators are the largest force on the Burning Gold Volcano at this time, but although they are numerous, they are a motley crowd, and their strength is at the lowest level here, because there is not a single Jindan stage cultivator in the open.
However, Yang Kun had no idea whether there were any Jindan-stage cultivators hiding among them and trying to take advantage of the situation.
At the same time, when Yang Kun came over, a yellow-haired man with a wretched look walked towards Yang Kun and whispered.
"My fellow Taoist, you can't enter the Heavenly Palace ruins alone. Do you want to join our Changhe Club and make a fortune together?"
Yang Kun nodded. This was his first time to visit the Heavenly Palace Ruins, and he knew nothing about the secrets there. Therefore, joining a temporary gang was a good choice. He looked at the yellow-haired man and smiled, "I wonder how strong our Changhe Club is, and how much we know about the dangers and secrets in the Heavenly Palace Ruins?"
Hearing Yang Kun's question, the yellow-haired man patted his chest and said, "We in Changhe Club are all cultivators at the tenth level of foundation building. Including you, there are a total of ten people. And there are only ten people. If you go, it will be just enough. Although this strength is not very strong, it is definitely not weak. We can search for treasures in the Heavenly Palace Ruins. Moreover, our president has entered the Heavenly Palace Ruins once, so he is very familiar with the Heavenly Palace Ruins. If you join, the president will tell you in detail about the details of the Heavenly Palace Ruins later."
"Okay, then I will join the Changhe Club. My name is Ling Tianba. What should I call you?"
"Haha, Brother Ling, joining our Changhe Club is definitely the wisest choice. My name is Song Yahang, Brother Ling, just call me Old Song. Come, I will take you to meet our president. When you meet the president later, you must show respect. Although our president is only a cultivator at the tenth level of foundation building, he will soon reach the golden elixir stage. His strength is not comparable to ours!"
The yellow-haired man Song Yahang laughed, patted Yang Kun on the shoulder, and then led Yang Kun forward, reminding Yang Kun on the way.
Yang Kun nodded, handed a medium-grade spirit stone to Song Yahang, and said with a smile: "Of course, I will rely on Brother Song to take care of my brothers later."
Song Yahang took the spirit stone immediately and quickly put it into his storage bag, then said righteously: "Haha, no problem, no problem. We are all brothers, it's only natural!"
Afterwards, Song Yahang brought Yang Kun to a simple shed, where seven people temporarily recruited by the Changhe Society were already sitting, and there was another person sitting right above them, who was presumably the so-called president.
He had thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he exuded a powerful aura, and it looked like he was about to break through to the Golden Core stage. However, Yang Kun had a strange feeling, but he couldn't put his finger on it.
The seven people below also all had the cultivation level of the tenth level of Foundation Establishment. Two of them were twin brothers, and there was even a woman. However, they all had cold expressions. When Yang Kun came, they all glanced at him and then stopped looking at him.
The other ordinary-looking man with a flat head seemed very enthusiastic. When he saw Yang Kun coming, he smiled slightly to express his goodwill. Yang Kun also smiled at him. The others behaved very calmly, so Yang Kun no longer paid attention to them.
For Yang Kun, it was enough for him to just want to know the details of the Yixiaotian Palace ruins, and he did not really want to rely on the strength of others.
With Song Yahang's enthusiastic recommendation, Yang Kun successfully joined the Changhe Club. Since there were only ten people, all the members were present when Yang Kun arrived.