The disciple in charge of registration was stunned by what Dongfang Mian said.

It's not his fault. Dongfang Mian learned this trick from Hua Qianxun. It's called preemptive strike. As long as you speak with a firm and angry tone, even if you say something completely nonsensical, others will think that he has a problem with his ears.

For example, the disciple of the Misty Palace in front of us is currently deeply reflecting on himself, realizing that he has lived so many years in vain and doesn't even recognize a major power like the Heavenly Sound Valley.

Other minor sects and independent cultivators who came to sign up, eager to show off their own strength, all chimed in to echo Dongfang Mian's words.

"I know about Tianyin Valley; it's an ancient sect."

"Yes, yes, I heard that Tianyin Valley has tens of thousands of registered disciples."

"When my mother was sick, I knelt outside Tianyin Valley for three days and three nights, begging for a miraculous medicine. Now my mother is almost eighty years old, and she can carry thirty pounds of rice for more than ten miles every day without even panting."

"I read about that battle in an ancient book. The Valley Master of Tianyin Valley and the Palace Master of Piaomiao Palace joined forces to fight against the ancient demon king. They fought for nine days and eight nights, almost turning the entire Western Regions into ruins."

"It's so disappointing that a disciple of the Misty Palace doesn't even know about the Heavenly Sound Valley..."

The disciples of Piaomiao Palace were almost driven to despair by these people's constant barrage of words, their faces showing signs of collapse, as if the reputation of the entire Piaomiao Palace was ruined in their own hands.

At this moment, Dongfang Mian spoke up understandingly, "It's alright. I didn't know anything at first either. It was only before I came here that the elders of the sect told me. I suppose Piaomiao Palace didn't know that Tianyin Valley was also going to participate, so they didn't inform you in advance."

The disciple who was registering looked at Dongfang Mian gratefully, and immediately became enthusiastic, helping her with the registration.

"Sect: Tianyin Valley, Name: Dongfang Mian, Female. By the way, what kind of disciple are you in Tianyin Valley? An elite disciple, a disciple personally taught by an elder or the Valley Master? What is your current strength? Don't overthink it, this is a requirement of Piaomiao Palace. Every sect has to register like this when they come here," the registering disciple quickly explained, afraid that she would misunderstand.

"A menial disciple, yet a Saint in strength," Dongfang Mian said calmly.

In an instant, a single stone stirred up a thousand waves.

Everyone could hardly believe their ears.

"What? A menial disciple with the strength of a Saint?"

"Did you hear that clearly? Are you sure she wasn't referring to the Valley Master's personal disciple?"

"Even if he's a direct disciple of the Valley Master, that's still too much of an exaggeration. Our sect master is only a half-saint!"

"Tianyin Valley is amazing! Even their menial disciples are Saints. Just how powerful must the elders and the Valley Master be?"

"Could it be someone at the Saint King level?"

"Perhaps it's the legendary Holy Emperor."

"How is that possible? The Valley Master of the largest sect in the entire Western Regions, Rift Star Valley, is only at the peak of the Saint King realm."

"The world is full of wonders, you ignorant little b, you should go home and farm."

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Upon hearing this, the disciples dared not put pen to paper; their hands trembled uncontrollably.

Seeing him staring blankly at her, Dongfang Mian assumed he didn't believe her and casually revealed the aura of a saint. Who knew he would tremble even more violently.

Finally, he simply stopped writing, bowed deeply, and personally led Dongfang Mian to the rest area provided by Piaomiao Palace for major sects.

The onlookers were filled with envy, and many elders from various sects used this opportunity to teach their disciples, "See? Only by working hard and cultivating your strength will you be respected wherever you go."

The disciple said, bewildered, "But Elder, I feel like they're only being so respectful because they're afraid of the powerful force behind her."

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