"Who is this Elder Shen? Is he that powerful?"
"He's more than just powerful; the Court of Justice was rebuilt under his leadership, and it's incredibly strong now."
"How powerful is it?"
The girl thought for a moment and said, "They even took down the Seven-Colored Sacred Monarch Rock in one fell swoop. How powerful do you think they are?"
Mu Qiuyao couldn't stop laughing: "It's even bigger than the Seven-Colored Saint Monarch Rock? That's really embarrassing, most people couldn't possibly hold it, right?"
The girl didn't understand what Mu Qiuyao meant, but simply touched her head and nodded: "It is very big."
"Hahaha...uh cough cough..."
Mu Qiuyao tried her best to maintain a certain composure, then looked at the girl and asked, "Are you also planning to join the Tribunal?"
The girl shook her head: "My brother and I have already joined the Tribunal. Today we are here to assist the president in maintaining order. If you want to join, senior, I might be able to help you."
"No need, it doesn't matter to me whether I join the Tribunal or not." Mu Qiu smiled and said, "It's all the same anyway. By the way, what's your name? I feel a connection with you."
"Lu Xuanji".
After Lu Xuanji finished speaking, she glanced at the two people fighting over cutting in line not far away, and immediately looked at Mu Qiuyao apologetically: "I'm sorry, senior, I have something to take care of."
"Go ahead and get busy."
Mu Qiuyao watched Lu Xuanji leave with a smile, but thought to herself.
"She's a promising talent. If the opportunity arises, I'd be willing to take her as my disciple. Who knows, she might even be able to succeed the Xuan Tian Immortal Dynasty in the future."
In front of the headquarters of the Tribunal, Si Yu was extremely busy and kept urging everyone not to crowd.
Just then, a burst of Buddhist light shone in mid-air.
"Amitabha."
The next second, the swastika-shaped Buddha light descended, and a monk wearing a white martial monk robe and a brown kasaya draped over his shoulders slowly landed on the main street of Qingyang City, holding a Buddha lamp.
Mu Qiuyao frowned, thinking to herself, "A monk at the Great Emperor Realm? He must be from Wanfo Cliff. What's he doing here?"
Ci Hai glanced at the sea of people in front of the headquarters of the Court of Justice and frowned.
He thought he could show off by appearing in this match, but these ordinary people didn't seem to know anything about him. They just glanced at him and continued to squeeze towards Si Yu's place.
This made him feel extremely embarrassed.
"Damn it, I've been in seclusion for a hundred years and broken through to the second rank of Great Emperor, and nobody recognizes my worth? Has the Nine Realms fallen so low that they don't even know what a Great Emperor is?"
With that thought in mind, Ci Hai began to walk towards the crowd.
But soon, he was blasted out by several Qi Condensation Realm cultivators.
"Where did this bald monk come from? Doesn't he know the rules?"
"Exactly, they actually tried to cut in line. Don't they even know whose territory this is?"
"Damn it, holding a tung oil lamp, does he really think he's someone important?"
"If I gave you a meditation cushion, you could become the Buddha."
Faced with the ridicule and sarcasm of the crowd, Cihai felt utterly humiliated.
But he still tried his best to maintain the image of a highly enlightened monk.
"Forget it, I won't stoop to their level. I'll just go talk to the guild leader directly."
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