Chapter 41: Disgraced and thrown into the sect competition
During the confrontation between several people, everyone could see Chang Mingzong's protection of this junior sister.
Yun Que had been comforting himself before, maybe they just had a normal relationship, and Mu Chongxi and the others were just taking care of Ye Qiao's face.
After all, the world of cultivation is divided into hierarchies, and geniuses never bother to stay with those with mediocre talents.
The descendants will also look down upon each other.
She bit her lower lip gently and looked at the five people raising their middle fingers in unison, clasping their fingertips, feeling a little confused.
why?
Why could Ye Qiao, who was boring and dull in her memory, get along so well with the people around her?
If Master knew... would he regret giving the mayfly to him?
Yun Que was suddenly startled.
I felt a little funny about what I just thought.
She is different from Ye Qiao.
How could the master regret it? She is clearly the genius, right? Since she broke through the golden elixir, both the outside world and the sect have always used the word "extraordinary talent" to describe her when evaluating her.
Even Song Hansheng, who was dissatisfied with herself before, felt a little relieved and gentle after she broke through the golden elixir.
So, how could Master feel regretful?
…
The speed of the flying boat was very fast, and it arrived at the place before the secret realm opened in less than a day. It was almost the same as in modern times. All food and accommodation were paid for by the organizer. All expenses were borne by Wenjian Sect, and an indispensable part of the sect competition was to go downstairs.
Note.
After asking where the largest casino in Fusheng City was, Mu Chongxi said decisively: "Let's go and place bets too."
He dragged them carelessly and ran towards the casino. The underground city casino was crowded with many monks who came to place bets, and they even met a few direct disciples of the Five Sects on the way.
"Who should I keep? Have you decided?"
"To be on the safe side, let's interrogate the Sword Sect." Mingxuan touched his chin.
"Although Ye Qinghan is powerful, he is not omnipotent. Cheng Feng Sect has five golden elixirs this year, all of which are top-grade spiritual roots!" Xue Yu analyzed carefully for a long time and finally came to the conclusion: "I am more optimistic about Cheng Feng Sect."
"Can you have some ambition?" Mu Zhongxi complained helplessly.
Although they know that their sect is not looked upon favorably by the outside world, as direct descendants, they must symbolically suppress their sect, right?
Just when the two senior brothers couldn't decide which one to imprison, Ye Qiao was very decisive: "Just imprison Ming Zong."
When the other party raised his eyebrows in surprise, Ye Qiao threw all 50,000 high-grade spiritual stones to the man: "All these spiritual stones are deposited with Chang Mingzong."
The short man in the casino weighed it up, and after opening it, he unexpectedly found that they were all high-grade spiritual stones. He suppressed his joy and nodded: "Okay."
"You have become prosperous recently." Xue Yu's eyes were slightly opened by her heroic action. Ye Qiao was so poor before that he would not let go of several spiritual stones.
Ye Qiao smiled implicitly: "No, Song Hansheng gave it to me."
The deal she made with Song Hansheng when they were in the belly of the monster beast, it seems that he still owes her hundreds of thousands of spiritual stones and has not paid it back.
It is not difficult to get fifty thousand spiritual stones.
Xue Yu: How many people have you persecuted in places we don’t know about?
Mu Chongxi was also very happy: "I have 200,000 high-grade spiritual stones here, all of which are reserved for Changming Zong."
Mingxuan sighed when he saw this, "Come on."
The junior brothers and sisters were so decisive, so he did not hesitate anymore and threw 300,000 high-grade spiritual stones to the casino owner, "Here, go all-in on the Chang Ming Sect."
Seeing this, Xue Yu also deposited 300,000 yuan, "There's more."
"This belongs to Senior Brother." He took out a bag, "There are 150,000 spiritual stones in it. He asked me to keep it together."
Among the few, he and Ming Xuan were the richest, but even so, three hundred thousand was not a small sum for them.
Xue Yu said sincerely: "In this year's sect competition, if we win, we will happily return to the sect to celebrate the New Year. If we lose, let's meet at the top."
After losing the competition, the five of them simply stopped living and jumped off the main peak together.
If nearly one million high-grade spiritual stones were wasted, your heart would be broken just thinking about it, okay?
"I won't lose." Ye Qiao said, "For one million."
The four of them looked at each other: "For one million."
For no other reason than for one million, they want to be the first.
"In that case, let's talk about our future plans."
"First, step on the Wenjian Sect and punch the Yue Qing Sect."
"Second, win the first place in the competition."
"..."
The casino owner who was listening to their beeping: "???"
crazy?
"Okay!" Mu Chongxi clapped her hands crazily to save face.
Xue Yu was stunned for a few seconds, with a thoughtful look on his face, "Wenjian Sect is a group of sword cultivators, so it is not easy to solve it."
Mingxuan slowly interjected: "When we fight, you can fuck Ye Qinghan first."
"The Yue Qing Sect is also quite troublesome." Mu Chongxi agreed.
There are four Talisman Masters of the Yue Qing Sect, and they will jump out from time to time to give you a treat, like a dog-skin plaster that cannot be shaken off and is extremely disgusting.
Several casual cultivators present who also came to place bets were confused.
When the fight starts, ask Jianzong first? How confident is this?
The key is that the other people don't have any suspicion at all, and they are even excited to plan which sect they should kill first.
The few people said something to each other, as if they had stepped on Wenjian Sect and won the first place in the competition.
The casual cultivators are numb.
They were out for a trip and encountered a lunatic, right?
*
Returning to the accommodation, Zhou Xingyun was lazily leaning against the door frame, "I'm back."
Ye Qiao hummed.
Zhou Xingyun didn't ask what the four of them were doing. He said casually: "Tomorrow we will go to the place where the secret realm opens. The first game is the secret realm of nothingness."
He briefly explained the rules: "The one who kills the most monsters wins."
First there is a team battle, then there is an individual battle. Individual battles depend on strength, while team battles depend on coordination and individual abilities.
After finishing speaking, Zhou Xingyun lazily yawned. To be honest, he had no interest in the competition and even wanted to be eliminated early and go back to his clan to sleep.
If it weren't for the sudden need for many junior sisters to take care of themselves, Zhou Xingyun would have wanted to find a tree to hang purple sand on for fun.
Ye Qiao lowered his eyes, thoughtfully.
Hunting monsters?
Mu Chongxi thought she was worried about meeting people running around in the secret realm before, so she explained: "We will have a map after entering the great secret realm, so we won't be as clueless as before."
After all, they are all the new geniuses in the world of cultivation. The competition is a competition, and safety must be guaranteed. If something goes wrong, no one among the five sects will be able to bear the responsibility.
Ye Qiao nodded, finally understanding.
"Well, good night?" She thought for a while and asked, "See you tomorrow."
The four of them felt tired after spending a day wandering around, no matter how energetic they were. After saying good night to each other, they all returned to their homes.
Early the next morning, as the time for the opening of the secret realm progressed, the voices of the monks in the audience became more and more crazy.
"Xue Yu!!"
"Duan Hengdao!! Look at me, look at me."
"...Ye Qinghan, I love you."
"Qin Huai, promise me, Chengfeng Sect will win the first case this year and show us, okay?"
"Bah, bah, bah, the number one sect in the world of cultivation still has to look at our Asking Sword Sect."
Each wave became louder and louder than the last, and it was simply a disco scene for large fans.
But these have nothing to do with Ye Qiao and the others, because they are late.
Perhaps the excitement was so high that the four of them fell asleep with their heads covered. When they woke up the next day, they found that the elder and the clan leader were running faster than dogs, and no one came to wake them up.
"Damn it. I'm late. I'm late." Mu Zhongxi almost jumped up anxiously.
Ye Qiao held her forehead, feeling like she was going to school.
She could only step on the sword with Mu Chongxi and take her two senior brothers with her. During this process, she changed lanes to overtake other cars. She almost knocked people away because of the speed on the road. Finally, she finally arrived before the competition started.
Ye Qiao, who had just arrived in a hurry, heard such harsh and fierce noises and couldn't help but tilted her head and approached Xue Yu: "Hey, do you still have fans?"
"What?" He didn't quite understand the word fan.
Ye Qiao thought for a while: "I just like you."
Xue Yu looked at her in surprise, "Of course, every clan member is basically known to the monks. It's normal for some people to like us."
"Most of the people here who like Mingxuan are female monks."
Despite Mingxuan's mean talk in private, when he puts on his official uniform and smiles, he still looks very human-like.
You can captivate a group of people with just a wave of your hand.
Ye Qiao touched his arm and sighed twice: "The world of cultivation is about looking at faces."
*
"That little girl from the Yue Qing Sect has great momentum. She has reached the golden elixir in just half a year of cultivation. Such a talent..." The elder of the Cheng Feng Sect said vaguely: "Even worse than Ye Qinghan."
If nothing else, the opponent is probably the dark horse with the strongest momentum this year.
"Yes, but since the first game is about hunting monsters, we have to be on guard against those from the Wenjian Sect."
Sometimes people's joys and sorrows are not the same. The elders of the Chengfeng Sect were talking about the situation of the disciples of various sects in this year's competition, but the atmosphere in the Changming Sect was completely different.
Elder Zhao was anxious and wanted to jump up. After waiting for a long time without seeing his other four descendants, he said, "Ye Qiao and those little bastards, couldn't they have overslept?"
Qin Fanfan's expression became stiff for a moment, "Don't any of you go wake them up?"
"Except for Ye Qiao, they all got up earlier than chickens before, and some stayed up all night." Do they still need to send someone to call chickens with such desperate energy?
Qin Fanfan raised his head and said, "...you said it was before." Before Ye Qiao came, they were all the kings of the group.
Who would go to bed at night except Ye Qiao?
Still the kind of person who overslept.
Just when the two of them were anxiously preparing to return to the sect for a visit, someone shouted:
"Look! The Changming Sect has arrived."
Because time was too urgent, Ye Qiao did not stop the sword at his feet and directly drifted, throwing Mingxuan away.
Mu Chongxi didn't stop the car either, and they both fell down from their swords.
Not far away, at the seat of the direct disciples of the Bishui Sect——
Miaomiao saw a familiar scene with her senior sisters, and at that moment she had one thought: Why does your Changming Sect ride on the horse every time and cannot walk well?
They were late to begin with, but now all the audience's eyes were focused on the Changming clan descendant who had not yet arrived. And because of this cunning move, the four people who had arrived late were the center of attention.
The monks in the audience stared at them.
"Why are they all staring at us?" It was the first time Ye Qiao was looked at by so many people, and she felt like she was walking on a red carpet.
Mu Chongxi was shameless: "Maybe it's because we look handsome?"
Zhou Xingyun stared at them silently with dead fish eyes. Hearing these remarks, he took a deep breath. His calm heart was stirred up after a long absence. He couldn't bear it anymore: "Idiot, you are on the wrong track!! That's the seat of Yue Qingzong over there.
."
"..."
Silence is Cambridge tonight.
Qin Fanfan covered his face, not daring to look at the eyes of the old men from other sects.
Okay, I'll be embarrassed and thrown into the sect competition.
"..."
Elder Zhao's temples twitched, and he was so angry that he immediately couldn't control his temper and shouted at the table, "Ye Qiao!!"
"..."
The leaves look up to the sky.
Elder Zhao pointed his finger at another disciple: "Mu Chongxi!!"
Mu Chongxi immediately imitated Ye Qiao and started looking at the sky.