Jiang Deng didn't feel embarrassed at all and volunteered, "I'm the oldest among everyone, so naturally I should be the one leading the team!"
Hearing this, Su Heng's face darkened.
Jiang Deng really feels uncomfortable if he is not given something to do every day. He even wants to fight for the position of team leader?
Jiang Deng had another plan in mind.
The biggest advantage of leading a team is that whatever she says goes!
If she wants to hide her identity and do something else when entering the secret realm, she can just send people away. What if someone else leads the team?
That means she was being directed by others, which is obviously not her style.
“Nonsense!”
Wu Cheng couldn't help but slam his chair, angrily saying, "You're only at the Foundation Establishment stage. If you were to lead the team, when the other two sects see it, it would be a disgrace to our Taichu Sword Sect, the largest sect!"
Jiang Deng sneered directly, "Your cultivation level is high, but why don't you lead the team? Don't you want to?"
Wu Cheng: "..."
It's not that he doesn't want to, it's that he's over the age limit!
Wu Cheng's face turned pale and blue. He wanted to refute Jiang Deng, but he had no idea how to refute. In the end, he could only squeeze out four short words from between his teeth, "Sharp teeth and sharp tongue!"
Jiang Deng continued to retort, "It's better than your clumsy tongue!"
"Oh……"
Baili Chengfeng on the side couldn't help but chuckle. When he laughed, his eyebrows curved, and the coldness on his face disappeared, and he looked as gentle as if he was bathed in a spring breeze.
Jiang Deng caught sight of Baili Chengfeng's smiling face and felt it looked familiar. She rubbed her eyes subconsciously and when she looked again, she found that he had returned to Ye Guchen's dead expression.
Strange...
Seeing Jiang Deng ignite like a firecracker, Su Heng was afraid of being criticized and did not dare to directly refuse Jiang Deng's request for a moment.
Fortunately, at this time, Xia Chenqing smiled and said, "Since Sister Jiang wants to lead the team, I will naturally not compete with her. I just want to be an accompanying staff member."
Su Heng's mood improved slightly. It was his eldest disciple who knew when to advance and when to retreat, and successfully avoided a dispute between him and Jiang Deng.
To be honest, he was really afraid of Jiang Deng.
Although Jiang Deng's cultivation is still low, one strong man after another stands on Jiang Deng's side.
It would be fine if the demon cultivator protected Jiang Deng, but the ancestor's attitude towards Jiang Deng was also somewhat unclear. Even this Night Envoy who had just appeared seemed to be favoring Jiang Deng.
He really can't afford to offend Jiang Deng!
"The secret realm will open in three days. Please be careful when entering. If you encounter danger, please prioritize your own safety. Also, Master Jiang Feng..."
Su Heng looked at Jiang Deng and said sternly, "Since you insist on leading the team, the first thing you need to do is to ensure the safety of the disciples. You should be able to do this, right?"
Jiang Deng nodded. "As long as they listen to me, I promise they will come back safe and sound."
Xia Chenqing also echoed, "Master, don't worry. I will be here to assist Master Jiang and will never let anything happen to you."
Hearing this, Su Heng felt relieved.
Jiang Deng... He didn't dare to count on him, but he always believed in his eldest disciple Xia Chenqing.
With Xia Chenqing here, there shouldn't be any problems on this trip to the secret realm.
"Well, now let's begin distributing the rewards for the top three in the sect competition, starting with the prizes for the three top winners."
Su Heng waved his sleeves, and the three items came in front of the three leaders, Jiang Deng, Feng Qing and Wen Yan.
Jiang Deng’s prize was the mustard seed she had been longing for, which could nurture a space that could support living things.
Feng Qing’s prize was an alchemy furnace, which was called the Four-sided Alchemy Furnace and was a lower-grade spiritual weapon of the heavenly rank.
Wen Yu's prize is a heavenly-grade spirit beast egg. As long as he keeps injecting spiritual power into it every day, after a period of time, a high-level spirit beast with heavenly-grade qualifications will be hatched for him to control.
The rewards for the other disciples were a little worse, they were all Xuan-grade elixirs and spiritual weapons, but they were still very useful to them.
As soon as he got the mustard seeds, Jiang Deng couldn't wait to look at them.
The mustard seed is very small, about the size of a sesame seed. If her spiritual consciousness had not been tightly locked on the mustard seed, she would probably have lost it accidentally.
He tentatively gathered a trace of chaotic power at his fingertips. The next moment, the mustard seed seemed to come alive, following the spiritual power all the way to Jiang Deng's dantian.
Feeling the rich chaotic power around it, the mustard seed began to absorb the chaotic power continuously, working hard to germinate.
Jiang Deng stroked his chin, wondering how many days it would take for this mustard seed to germinate and create a space...
"Alright, you should all go back and rest early. Remember to gather at the sect's mountain gate before 1:15 AM tomorrow. When the time comes, we will set off for Mount Dalai, a thousand miles away."
Hearing Su Heng start to drive people away, everyone turned around and left the hall very tactfully.
The prize had been obtained, and Jiang Deng had no intention of staying to make trouble. She mixed in with the group of people and was about to follow them out of the hall.
"Feng Qing, please stay for a moment." Su Heng's voice sounded behind him.
Hearing this, Jiang Deng stopped immediately and stared at Su Heng cautiously: "Why do you keep my disciples here?"
"Well……"
Su Heng didn't know why, but he was actually a little afraid of Jiang Deng's eyes, so he could only bite the bullet and say, "There are some things we need to discuss."
Realizing that Su Heng was hiding something, Jiang Deng narrowed his eyes and continued to ask, "What is it that even I, the Peak Master, don't have the right to know about?"
Su Heng was overwhelmed.
He knew that if he told the truth, Jiang Deng would definitely not agree, so he was trying to think of an excuse to fool Jiang Deng.
Baili Chengfeng, who was standing by, suddenly said, "I came to Taichu Sword Sect to take Feng Qing back to Ling Palace to participate in the Saint Maiden Election in three months."
What? !
Feng Qing shrank back, her eyes filled with fear.
She remembered that the reason she came to Taichu Sword Sect was to be sent out by Taichu Sword Sect one day, but she didn't expect that this day would come so soon!
Originally, she thought that since she had started practicing, she could escape the fate of being given away as a gift, but who knew that fate was something that could not be escaped...
Feng Qing's hands began to tremble. This news was like a bolt from the blue, instantly dragging her from the joy of winning the first place into hell. All she could feel was despair.
Jiang Deng came over, immediately held Feng Qing's hand, and comforted her: "Don't be afraid, I'm here! Say whatever you want to say, I'll support you."
Faced with this situation, Jiang Deng was not at all panicked.
Even if she angered Su Heng and the others, what would it matter? She still had A-Tu as her strong backer. At worst, she could just use A-Tu's clone to summon A-Tu over!
Feeling the warmth of Jiang Deng's palm, Feng Qing suddenly seemed to have strength. Her body stopped shaking and she looked directly at the people above without any hesitation.
"I don't want to go to any spiritual palace! And I don't want to participate in any saint election!"
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