Soon, Zhou Xiao followed a large group of beggar children to the center of the city, where he saw a spirit boat parked and below it was a group of monks in white robes.
The more Zhou Xiao looked at the white robed Yue, the more familiar he felt. Then he glared and cursed inwardly:
"Damn, isn't this a disciple of the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect?!"
Now that Zhou Xiao was weak, he subconsciously wanted to hide, but he suddenly remembered that he was Zhou Xiao now, not Mo Jiuyou, so what was he afraid of?
Thinking of this, he stood there calmly, but unfortunately he was too short and he couldn't see what was happening.
Helplessly, he turned to the beggar child beside him and asked:
"Hey, what is this Great Desolate Immortal Sect doing here?"
The child glanced at Zhou Xiao and asked, "Why? You don't know about the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect's Immortal Ascension Conference?"
Zhou Xiao naturally shook his head. Seeing this, the child patiently explained:
"The Great Wilderness Immortal Sect holds an Ascension Conference every year, and beggars like us can also participate."
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"If we detect our spiritual roots, we can directly join the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect and become outer disciples. The monthly salary will be so high that you dare not imagine it."
“Even if no spiritual roots are detected, you can choose to stay in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect and become a menial servant. The monthly salary is also very high.”
"Also, even if you don't have spiritual roots and don't want to stay in the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect will give you money to go home."
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"It can be said that there is no harm in going to the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect. We have to give it a try."
After hearing what the child said, Zhou Xiao thought about it and finally decided to join the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect.
It’s very simple. Become an undercover agent, infiltrate the high-level officials, and then find an opportunity to annihilate the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect in one fell swoop.
Moreover, the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect has just ended a great war, and many people must have died in the sect, which is filled with a lot of resentment.
The resentment alone was enough for him to recover his cultivation!
"The person who killed me seemed to be from the Great Wilderness Immortal Sect..." Zhou Xiao suddenly thought of Lin Yang, and couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart.
After all, Lin Yang killed him, who was in the Spirit Transformation Stage, in an instant with just one sword. How could he not be frightened?
"Forget it. I have changed my body now. No matter how advanced his cultivation is, he will definitely not be able to see through my current identity."
Thinking of this, Zhou Xiao finally felt relieved.
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Three days later, on Chiyang Peak, Lin Yang sat cross-legged in the tea room with a distressed expression.
"Where should I go to deal with the resentful fire or the devilish fire..." Lin Yang felt distressed. He had been distressed for several days because of this matter.
Whether looking for the Nine Netherworlds or looking for the legendary body of divine resentment, it is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Lin Yang himself can definitely afford the consumption of time, but Zhang Xianfeng can't.
With the loss of his cultivation, Zhang Xianfeng completely turned into a mortal, and his life span naturally ended as well.
In other words, Zhang Xianfeng is now an old man and it is uncertain when he will die.
He even did not handle sect affairs for the past two days because of his poor health, and left them all to Wang Zide.
Lin Yang became more and more worried. After all, time is life nowadays. If he couldn't find one of the two flames, Zhang Xianfeng might really die.
Just when Lin Yang was in distress, the door of the tea room was pushed open and Wang Zide walked in.
Wang Zide's eyes were filled with fatigue. He yawned and then spoke to Lin Yang weakly:
"Master Lin Feng, it's time to go to the Ascension Conference."
Lin Yang nodded, then he looked at Wang Zide, who was tired and weak, and asked puzzledly:
"Master Wang Feng, which monster did you encounter and fight with? Why do you look so weak?"
Wang Zide waved his hand, sighed helplessly, and then explained:
"Don't mention it, it's still the old master himself."
"These past few days, the sect master has entrusted all the sect affairs to me. How can I handle them all by myself?"
"But there is no other way. After all, this is what the Sect Master told me to do. I can only do it."
"I have been dealing with sect affairs for the past three days. It's not a big deal to stay up all night for three days, but dealing with affairs is really exhausting."
"I have been processing it till now without closing my eyes, and even then, there are still a lot of things that I haven't finished."
Lin Yang looked at Zhang Xianfeng's exhausted state and found it both funny and pitiful.
After all, the once vigorous and heroic Wang Zide has now been worn down by the hardships of sect affairs and has become decadent.
At the same time, Lin Yang also felt scared and was glad that he did not agree to let Zhang Xianfeng become the sect leader.
"Luckily I didn't listen to old man Zhang's persuasion to make me become the sect leader. If I had to fight and deal with affairs every day, how would I have time to sleep?"
Wang Zide was exhausted both physically and mentally at the moment, and Lin Yang spoke very quietly, so he could only hear faint mutterings.
"Master Lin Feng, what are you saying?" Wang Zide pricked up his ears and asked curiously.
Lin Yang came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and explained:
"It's okay, it's okay. What I mean is that the master is just trying to sharpen you."
"After all, if you want to become a clan leader, it's not enough to just have strength, you also have to have strong business capabilities."
"Master Wang Feng, you are so tired after just handling matters for three days and three nights. Think about the old man who took over as the previous sect master. He handled matters for a full thirty years and never once said the word 'tired'."
Wang Zide pulled the corner of his mouth and added, "That's right. The previous sect leader died on the way to handle sect affairs. He couldn't say anything even if he wanted to."
Lin Yang stood up, patted Wang Zide on the shoulder, and said solemnly: "Master Wang Feng, look at yourself. It seems that your ideological awareness still needs to be improved."
"Okay, let's not talk too much, let's go to the Ascension Conference."
After saying that, Lin Yang walked out of the tea room. Wang Zide, who had just been tortured for three days and three nights due to sect affairs, was no longer able to accept Lin Yang's pua and just curled his lips.
"You have a high level of ideological awareness. Since you have a high level of ideological awareness, you should handle the sect's affairs."
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Soon, the two arrived at the seat of the Ascension Conference. When the other peak masters and elders saw them coming, they all stood up and bowed to greet them.
Needless to say, Wang Zide, the master of Jianfeng Peak, although he had an arm broken, is now valued by the sect master and it is entirely possible that he will be the next sect master.
Needless to say, Lin Yang would have been the subject of ridicule in the past, but now that he has fully demonstrated his strength, people naturally dare not underestimate him anymore.
After all, even if you want to underestimate the strength of the peak of the Yuhua realm, you have to see if you have the capital.
But it is obvious that not everyone has the capital to mock the peak of the Yuhua realm.
Wang Zide sat in the chairman's seat, and Lin Yang's position was changed from the edge to next to the chairman's seat.
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