Now everyone was like ants on a hot pan. They couldn't care less about mocking Tu Longjian. Instead, they echoed, "Master Huaimei, please agree. It's just a matter of drawing lots again."
The young female cultivator behind Master Huaimei stepped forward and angrily rebuked:
"A bunch of selfish bastards! If they let the old man make the skewers himself, they'll definitely tamper with them on purpose. The fact that we agreed to something so obvious means it's not your interests that are being harmed!"
The disciples from other sects were somewhat embarrassed, but they still stubbornly begged them to agree, even complaining that they had wasted their time.
"Bah! I, Yan Qiu, have never suffered such an injustice! I swear I will die rather than submit!"
The young female cultivator charged out wielding her sword with imposing power, but was stopped by Master Huaimei.
"Master!" Yan Qiu stamped her foot. It was clearly He Wuzhen who was being unreasonable and stopping people, so why were these people turning around and scolding them for being ignorant?
Does that mean the victim who refuses to back down is the one who is guilty when a dispute arises and someone is being bullied?
If you can't solve the problem, solve the person who raised it.
Master Huaimei's expression was cold and stern, as if she couldn't withstand the pressure. She said to Master He Wu in a sharp voice, "Then let's do it this way. If you still have any shame, you won't let the gap in the number of places be too large."
Master Huaimei was considering the bigger picture. They were just a newly established small sect that had finally managed to snag this opportunity and had even managed to draw a number of spots. Who could have predicted that they would be bullied by other sects?
If the stalemate continues, not only will their own sect's disciples be unable to enter the Spirit Void Ancient Realm, but the remaining disciples will also lose their chance to enter and will instead blame them.
Left with no other choice, she had to agree.
Huai Mei Zhenren's clear, mirror-like eyes gently swept over Tu Longjian, who was hiding behind Gan Xiuming.
After uttering those two crucial sentences, the frail female cultivator fell silent, as if her suggestion had been a thoughtless slip of the tongue.
Everyone was so focused on their own choices that they ignored the female cultivator who had made the initial suggestion.
This female disciple has mastered human nature to the fullest extent, using public opinion to resolve conflicts and managing to extricate herself unscathed.
The old man only resented the male cultivator who had started the trouble, but he had a deep affection for the female disciple who made the suggestion.
That was a brilliant move.
Such talent! It would be wonderful if they were in their sect. It's a pity they're so tongue-tied; this female disciple's actions have put them in a very difficult position!
Master Huaimei sighed, watching Master He Wu excitedly rummage through his storage bag, trying to find the tools to make the divination sticks.
Seeing the old man's focused expression and his body trembling slightly, Master Huaimei unexpectedly received a telepathic message.
"Master, when he is most relaxed, I hope you will lend me a hand."
Master Huaimei was somewhat surprised. Wasn't this the voice of the frail female cultivator from earlier?
"Found it!" Master He Wu smiled triumphantly, placed the divination sticks in the divination tube, and gestured for Master Huai Mei to draw one.
The result was completely the opposite of what had happened before; in fact, he didn't even leave a single spot for Huai Mei Zhenren's sect!
Master Huaimei was furious, so angry that she leaned back, but Yan Qiu caught her in a panic. "Master, what's wrong with you! We won't go then, please don't make yourself sick from anger!"
He Wuzhen was overjoyed and laughed loudly, "Hahahaha, Heaven is helping me!"
In the blink of an eye, just as He Wuzhen was letting his guard down due to excessive joy, a sudden gust of wind arose around them.
Tu Longjian secretly planted the array flags of the Qingfeng Hanshuang Array, creating a small tornado that rushed towards He Wuzhen.
With perfect teamwork, Master Huaimei swiftly launched an attack, catching Master Wu completely off guard. He fell into the tornado and his figure vanished instantly!
Everyone stared wide-eyed, and an uproar erupted!
What, what happened? How could a perfectly healthy Nascent Soul cultivator just disappear like that!
Is there a powerful being appearing here?
Despite the fine beads of sweat on her forehead, Tu Longjian forced herself to maintain a blank expression as she secretly controlled the array within the tornado.
Through studying the art of array formations and combining it with her own insights, she created a unique method for ambushing enemies using array formations.
Under normal circumstances, the formation is static, requiring people to actively fall into the trap.
However, it is difficult to set up a flag on the spot without being discovered when facing high-level cultivators.
So she devised this sneak attack method. As long as the small secret realm of the formation has a chance to come into contact with a cultivator, even a high-level one, he can be drawn in and trapped for a few breaths!
He Wuzhen looked at the crumbling world before him with a gloomy expression, where thunder and blizzards raged simultaneously.
Realizing he had been ambushed, he frowned and roared, gathering a huge ball of light in his hand, ready to unleash it at any moment to destroy the secret realm!
Under pressure, Tu Longjian quickly transmitted his voice, "Master, quickly recite your lines!"
Master Huai Mei spoke rapidly, her voice carrying the imposing aura of a Nascent Soul cultivator, weighing heavily on the hearts of all the Foundation Establishment disciples: "The secret realm is about to close! Forget about the quotas, let's go in first!"
Everyone was taken aback, looked at the shrinking entrance to the secret realm, and rushed towards it.
Seeing that the entrance to the secret realm was about to close, and Tu Longjian's figure was still outside, Feng Tian cried out as if her heart was breaking, "Sister, come quickly!"
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