In a small, inconspicuous side hall of the Beidou Temple complex.
Xiao Mingmu was kneeling in front of the desk, his head bowed and pen in hand, his face full of laziness. Even though he was tired, he still had to deal with the mountain of official business around him.
Despite his handsome face, he has dark circles under his eyes, which suggests he's been mentally exhausted lately.
"Achoo~"
Xiao Mingmu yawned again, put down his pen, and lay face down on the table.
"How pathetic I am!"
Xiao Mingmu, who was reviewing official business in a small dark room, let out a sigh.
And indeed, as he said, Xiao Mingmu is truly pitiful!
Several junior brothers were living a carefree life outside, none of them returning to the sect, while the only junior sister had a too extreme personality and they dared not let her handle sect affairs.
Many of the elders and deacons who joined the sect later were independent cultivators. They lacked cultivation and experience, made numerous mistakes in their work, and were extremely inefficient in handling affairs.
This meant that he had to handle all the affairs, big and small, within and outside the sect all by himself.
And his own senior brother is even more of a headache.
Not only do they not help with official business, but they also cause trouble. Not long ago, when I came to him, they immediately said they wanted to organize a grand competition for outer disciples!
This kind of competition isn't something you can just throw around.
To outsiders, organizing a competition seems like a simple matter; it's just a bunch of people fighting in a bunch of places, and then someone has to come up with a first, second, or third place.
Only the planners know how much effort it takes to organize such a grand competition.
Venue allocation, personnel positioning, first aid measures, draw list, prize distribution, schedule, etc...
All these things need to be arranged properly!
Moreover, a routine competition was just held a few months ago, and now another one is being held, which is tantamount to wasting resources and inevitably makes some people suspicious.
Therefore, I still need to make up reasons and explain to my subordinates...
Xiao Mingmu sighed, reluctantly straightened up, opened the jade slip beside him, and continued writing the competition plan.
Although I really didn't want to do it, my senior brother had spoken.
Even if it means writing files until I'm exhausted, I have to finish them!
After calming himself down, Xiao Mingmu focused his mind, mustered his energy, and picked up his pen to write the proposal.
"Ding-dong~"
A voice rang out, and the jade pendant that Xiao Mingmu had placed on the table also flashed.
Someone messaged him.
After that "ding-dong," Xiao Mingmu's newly mustered enthusiasm was once again dissipated.
He rubbed his throbbing forehead and said, "Why would someone message me at this hour?"
He picked up the jade net and scanned it with his divine sense; it belonged to a steward who handled affairs of outer disciples.
Xiao Mingmu thought for a moment that this news must be an opinion on the competition that was being planned, and he originally didn't want to pay attention to it.
But after working for several days straight, I was exhausted and wanted to do something else, so I just clicked on it.
"Um!?"
Upon seeing the message, Xiao Mingmu trembled and then covered his face tightly.
"My senior brother, you really are my dear senior brother."
Xiao Mingmu sighed and helplessly placed the jade pendant on the table.
The light above still lingered, and there were still words.
It reads: "Recently, rumors have been circulating in the outer sect that an outer disciple named Long Aotian is your illegitimate son, Elder, and has incurred a debt of several hundred spirit stones in your name. We are informing you of this, Elder, and hope you will verify this information."
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At Pengshanpai Commercial Plaza.
Wu Er was preparing for his inner sect competition. After all, this was the first time in his life that he had participated in a sect competition, and he was very excited.
That's right, this is truly the first time this immortal who has lived for seven hundred years has participated in a sect competition.
After all, he had always been a rogue cultivator and had never joined any other sect.
This is very different from the process in online novels from my previous life!
When Wu Er transmigrated, he had no cheat codes, no fiancée, and was not born into any declining ancient family.
But his parents died young!
He was left behind as a nine-year-old orphan.
After wandering for several years, he was on the verge of freezing to death on the street when an old beggar found him and took him to a dilapidated temple, saving his life.
Then, he suddenly realized that the old beggar was a cultivator. Although his cultivation level was only at the third level of Qi Refining, he still took Wu Er as his disciple.
Wu Er originally thought he would enter a normal scenario, discover that he had an extraordinary constitution, and that he was very powerful in cultivation.
But to everyone's surprise, he had mixed spiritual roots of the five elements, his aptitude was pitifully low, and he was basically a piece of trash.
A complete waste without any cheat codes...
After ten years of cultivation, he has only reached the first level of Qi Refining.
And the old beggar he became his disciple wasn't a normal person either; he was a madman! He spent his days picking up orphans and taking them as his disciples.
Furthermore, he suffers from a host of illnesses!
He died two years after becoming an apprentice.
He didn't leave behind any magical treasures, but he did leave behind four junior brothers and one junior sister.
These junior brothers and sisters were all ordinary orphans, none of them were illegitimate children from prominent families, and their talents were all average.
Then Wu Er led his junior brothers and sisters through a difficult life.
They didn't encounter any extraordinary adventures, but they did encounter quite a few dangers.
Wu Er himself couldn't remember how many times he had been lied to or how many times he had been on the verge of death. In any case, as a transmigrator, he was never destined to be a protagonist; good things always seemed to happen to him, but bad things always did.
Fortunately, Wu Er survived after experiencing so many bad things.
Then, after struggling and fighting for hundreds of years, and experiencing a bunch of bizarre and strange things, we finally arrived at where we are now.
Before establishing a sect, they were all independent cultivators who had never participated in any major competitions, so they attached great importance to this competition.
Wu Er also decided to participate in this competition using only his Foundation Establishment cultivation level, to experience the plot from the novel.
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