Wan Tongtian said in a deep voice, "Their relationship must have been affected by the recent incident. You must not be careless. This matter may be an opportunity for them. If they can't get over it, that's fine. But once they do, they may reach a higher level."

"Just a woman, yet they all act like they're dying. What's more interesting than cultivation?" Wan Guiyi said disdainfully. "As the saying goes, the first sword technique in cultivation is to cut off the one you love. If you have no woman in your heart, your sword will move like a god!"

At this moment, a cold laugh came from the side: "Well, you surnamed Wan, is this all you teach him? So this is what you were thinking back then."

Huo Ling Shiba was standing not far away, looking furious. Pei Mianman, who was beside her, also looked rather unpleasant, after all, she was a woman too.

Wan Guiyi snorted and turned his head away, ignoring her.

He, as the son, naturally didn't have a good impression of this legendary rival of his mother.

Instead, Wan Tongtian wiped away his cold sweat and hurriedly apologized: "Junior sister, I really didn't teach him like that. This child is too extreme. To be honest, I'm worried that he will be single for the rest of his life and cause our Wan family line to end."

"You should have died without an heir long ago," Master Huoling said, pulling her disciple to the other side.

Only Wan Tongtian was left standing there, bewildered in the wind.

On the other side, an old monk and a young monk were silently watching everything unfold. The chubby young novice remarked, "The Taoist sect is really bustling. Every faction is so prosperous. Master, do you think it's because they allow people to marry and have children?"

The old monk next to him tapped him on the head with his wooden fish: "Do you want us Buddhist monks to also allow marriage and having children?"

"That's not what I meant. I was just wondering what Palace Master Wan meant by 'no descendants'," the chubby little novice asked curiously.

"If you don't marry and have children, and there's no one to carry on the family line, then naturally your lineage will die out," the old monk explained.

The chubby little novice exclaimed, "Then does that mean everyone in our Buddhist community will be childless?"

The old monk gasped for breath, and after a long while he finally exhaled: "Abstinence, you are indeed very insightful."

The old man and the young boy are naturally the master of pornography review and the young monk who abstains from lust at Wuyou Temple.

“I think so too,” the chubby little novice monk puffed out his chest proudly. “Master, what do you think of women?”

"Abstaining from lust is not something you should be concerned about," the old monk said in a deep voice. "You only need to remember that women are like tigers."

The chubby little novice muttered, "Tigers eat people, so do women eat people too? Their mouths are so small, what could they use to eat?"

He was met with a blow to the head, and the old monk said angrily, "What nonsense are you thinking about all day long?"

The young novice looked at him with a simple and honest expression: "Master, I think you're too attached to appearances."

The old monk was taken aback, then put his hands together and said, "Amitabha, forgive me, forgive me."

After a period of chaos, Wang Wuxie saw that the time was right and stepped forward. He didn't need to say anything; the entire audience felt an inexplicable pressure and involuntarily quieted down.

The other sect leaders frowned slightly. Wang Wuxie's cultivation had advanced another step. It seemed that Purple Mountain was indeed a treasure land.

"I'm sure your respective sects have already emphasized the significance and rewards of this sect competition, so I won't waste any more time. I'll just emphasize one point: stop when you've made your point. Any act that harms the other party will result in immediate disqualification." Wang Wuxie's voice wasn't loud, but it clearly reached everyone's ears.

At this moment, Wan Guiyi suddenly asked, "A contest should be fought with all our might. As the saying goes, swords have no eyes. What if we accidentally hurt the other person?"

The disciples from all the factions present were filled with admiration. This guy dared to directly question Wang Wuxie; they didn't have that kind of guts.

The young monk, who had been practicing abstinence, exclaimed, "Master, this person has such a strong aura of malevolence."

The pornography expert didn't respond to him at all; he just closed his eyes and murmured Buddhist scriptures, as if he had just thought of something unclean that needed to be purified.

Wang Wuxie gave Wan Guiyi a deep look before replying, "There's no need to worry about that. We've specially invited the leaders and elders of each sect to act as referees, and we've also invited the highly respected Master of Pornography Detection from Wuyou Temple to witness it, and..."

At this point, his expression became somewhat unnatural: "With Lord Zu of the Imperial Court as a special guest, we are all capable of ensuring the fairness and impartiality of every competition."

These words immediately caused an uproar in the room.