Chapter 25 Disciple Exchange Conference

On the other side, Jiang Xianwan's cheeks were burning from being pinched.

Lin Yujin's face was swollen on one side as she struggled to squeeze out of the crowd.

Feeling utterly bewildered, she nudged Jiang Xianwan with her elbow and whispered, "What are they doing, acting like they've taken the wrong medicine? And why is that guy glaring at us like that?"

The group of elders, with their otherworldly air and colorful robes, were simply too conspicuous.

The young man in the middle, whose appearance was extremely striking, was even more bizarre.

Not only was he tied to a stool, but a wad of cloth was also stuffed in the corner of his mouth.

Bai Ziye analyzed, "Look at the fiery patterns on his brow and robes."

"I've heard that the Taixu Sect has a junior uncle of extremely high seniority who, like our Huahua, possesses a unique flame and travels the world year-round, his whereabouts shrouded in mystery. Could he be the Phoenix Sword Venerable who surpasses even the Northern and Southern Emperors?"

Su Qingliu and Jiang Xianwan glanced at it a couple more times.

The person was dressed in a magnificent robe embroidered with gold phoenixes, with a strange, flowing gold fire pattern between their brows, and eyes filled with affection, as beautiful as a peach blossom or plum blossom.

Like an udumbara blooming in the flames of karma, just looking at it makes one think of "beautiful bones and fragrant flowers" to adorn it.

But its mouth... was stuffed with a rag, and it kept whimpering. It was also tied to the stool like a dog, which really ruined the aesthetic.

Seeing them looking at him, he viciously gouged out their eyes.

If it weren't for that tattered rag blocking their way, they probably would have cursed their ancestors for eighteen generations.

This immediately dispelled the admiration and respect people felt for the legendary Southern Territory Grand Master.

Lin Yujin rolled up her sleeves in anger and glared back without any politeness, muttering curses, "Do you even know him? He just glares at me like that? Does that make him think he has two eyes!"

As if no one else has one!

Bai Ziye stroked his chin. "Why do I feel like he looks a little familiar?"

Why is the Phoenix Sword Master behaving like this?

After a long silence, Qin Qin hesitated for a moment and said vaguely, "Don't worry about him. Junior Uncle just likes to glare at people for no reason."

Hua Buxiu: "..."

I'll burn you to death!

And you all!

Four blind, rebellious bastards!

Su Qingliu and the other three looked at Qin Qin simultaneously.

Junior Uncle?

It really is the Phoenix Sword Master!

Lin Yujin felt something was off. "Senior Sword Master, why are you tied to a chair?"

Qin Qin lied through her teeth, saying, "He's not in good mental health, he's a bit crazy. He's been in seclusion for decades and was just released."

Don't blame him for lying.

He was truly afraid that once the four of them learned of his junior uncle's true identity, they would expel him from the sect without hesitation.

Hua Buxiu: "..."

You're crazy!

Bullshit!

Jiang Xianwan couldn't help but peek out from behind Bai Ziye to take a closer look at the beauty.

A moment later.

We can draw a conclusion.

"It looks pretty crazy."

It's beautiful, but it has flaws.

Jiang Xianwan was too embarrassed to say that these symptoms were similar to rabies, where the animal bites anyone it sees.

No wonder it is said that wherever the Phoenix Sword Master goes, mountains will collapse, chickens will fly and dogs will scatter, and living things will retreat in fear.

Well, after all, he's a living Sword Master, a rare sight indeed. He's someone you can brag about for a lifetime.

After all, even a sick Sword Master is still a Sword Master.

Hua Buxiu: "..." Four blind and wicked disciples!

Su Qingliu and the others didn't care that his eyelids were twitching from staring.

They were determined to win big and fill their coffers.

Qin Qin looked at Jiang Xianwan, a blush appearing on the tips of her ears.

After the exchange conference, Wanwan will be able to return to her ancestral home, and they will be able to see each other more often.

He handed each of the four a jade token, saying, “You should know that this kind of exchange conference is held every six months. The outer sect and most inner sect disciples’ conference ended a month ago. Today’s participants are some elite inner sect and personal disciples.”

"The elders will use an array to send us into the sect's secret realm. The drop-off points will vary. There are seventy-two of you in total. Each of you will receive a jade token, on which the ranking of each disciple will automatically appear. The ranking will be based on the number of jade tokens you receive."

"There is another type of earth crystal in the secret realm, which resembles ice crystal and is indestructible. One piece of earth crystal is worth a jade pendant, but it is extremely rare and hard to find."

"While protecting your own jade tokens, you should also try to seize the jade tokens of other disciples, or search for earth crystals."

"However, I suggest you don't focus your energy on finding the Earth Crystal."

"Furthermore, although the Taixu Sect mainly cultivates swordsmanship, it is also good at things like pills, talismans, and formations. Because they cultivate a variety of things, they know a little bit about everything, so there are no restrictions during competitions, and they encourage the use of talismans and pills."

"You may make your own arrangements for the spiritual plants and other items you find in the secret realm."

He had probably never spoken so much in one breath before. He took a deep breath and added, "When only five people remain, the competition will naturally end."

Lin Yujin was the first to raise her hand, grasping the key point, "I understand, grabbing the jade token is the right thing to do."

Qin Qin nodded, "Yes, they can act alone or form their own groups."

Su Qingliu and the other three exchanged a knowing glance.

Su Qingliu: "..." snatched the jade token.

Bai Ziye: "..." snatching the jade token.

Lin Yujin: "..." No matter what kind of dirty tricks they are.

Jiang Xianwan: "..." Stealing things? She knows how to do that.

Lin Yujin eagerly raised her hand again, "Could you elaborate on the key points? For example, the ranking rewards?"

Su Qingliu and the other two turned their heads in unison, staring intently at him.

Do they have a share?!

Qin Qin paused for a moment, then said, "Yes, I have a share."

Aren't you guys being too confident?

Not to mention the inner disciples, the personal disciples are all outstanding!

Moreover, those disciples would definitely instinctively target them first.

However, the thought that Jiang Xianwan could tear his belt with his bare hands gave Qin Qin a strange feeling that this conference was probably going to be unusually turbulent.

The four of them lived a very simple and bland life with the Sword Master. Once they enter the secret realm, they'll probably... go crazy fighting over it.

Seeing that Jiang Xianwan was listening very attentively, a smile appeared in his eyes, and he said slowly, "First place, ten thousand top-grade spirit stones; second place, eight thousand; third place, five thousand..."

Lin Yujin was so happy she almost fainted, counting on her fingers, "Ten thousand, eight thousand, five thousand, two thousand, wouldn't we get twenty-five thousand?"

He tilted his head and said, "Senior Brother, first place is yours. Second Brother, second place is yours. I'll just take fourth place."

Jiang Xianwan was moved by what she heard.

Twenty-five thousand, and it's still top-quality!

"Junior brother, why aren't you in third place?"

Lin Yujin smiled shyly and said coyly, "When it comes to being perverted, who is more perverted than Junior Sister? Junior Brother believes you."

Jiang Xianwan: "..." Thank you, but no need.

Qin Qin coughed lightly and led the four of them into the crowd.

The two elders scanned the rows of disciples, finally settling on Su Qingliu and his group of four, their expressions slightly strange.

They had just made a bet: if any of Fengyi Sword Master's disciples could win first place, all previous debts would be wiped clean.

This matter is not simple.

Although Su Qingliu was born with a sword-wielding spirit and his talent was one in a million, Shi Yunxiao was not an easy opponent either.

The two elders smiled slightly, and a jade pendant appeared in their hands at the same time. Amidst the shimmering white light, all seventy-two disciples entered the secret realm.

A colossal spiritual screen appeared, displaying the names of the seventy-two disciples and their corresponding scenes.

Hua Buxiu spat out a cluster of flames, burning the cloth to ashes. "Water, let me have a drink of water!"

"You still have the mood to drink water? You should first check where your four disciples have fallen, especially Jiang Xianwan."