Shenqing Zhenjun slowly ascended the high platform.
Looking at the sea of disciples below, a faint smile appeared on his face.
Thanks to the fried green onions provided by Ye Feng, the success rate of Sword Sect members who have passed the tribulation at the Golden Core stage has increased to 100%!
This led to a dramatic increase in the number of outer disciples.
Previously, there were only over 14,000 outer disciples and only 2,000 to 3,000 inner disciples.
In just a few months, the outer sect now has more than 20,000 members.
The selection of inner disciples can finally take into account a combination of factors, including talent and temperament.
Seeing that everyone had arrived, Shenqing Zhenjun spoke:
"Since Wujian Sect began participating in the sect competition, its best result has been only fourth place."
All of this was achieved at the cost of the lives of Wujian Sect disciples!
But today, I must announce to you all!
Our Sword Sect has won first place in this sect competition!
At this point, Shenqing Zhenjun paused slightly.
The disciples were all stunned upon hearing this.
First place in the competition?
It's actually true!?
It took about 10 seconds for the disciples to recover from their shock.
Then came the deafening shouts and cheers.
Shenqing Zhenjun extended his hand in a gesture of restraint, and after the sound subsided, he continued:
"Ye Feng, Ning Yue, Qi Ye, Jue Ming, Qing You, Zhao Xing, and Yun Xiu all performed exceptionally well in this competition!"
Especially Ye Feng!
In order to participate in the sect competition, he deliberately carried the Spirit Sealing Jade for three years!
Defeat a strong opponent in the team competition!
They are now on their way back and will arrive in half an hour.
We have summoned you all here to welcome them!
Now, follow me down the mountain and welcome the triumphant return of the heroes of the Shu Mountain Sword Sect!
After saying that, he transformed into a streak of light and flew towards the outside of the mountain gate.
The disciples responded instantly.
Sword lights shot up into the sky, chasing after Shenqing Zhenjun.
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The Qingfeng Sword slowly descended.
What would normally be a 15-day journey was completed in just three days thanks to Qingfeng Sword's unparalleled speed.
As the mountain gate slowly approached, the people on the sword were all somewhat excited.
Ningyue and the others had gradually woken up along the way.
I am extremely happy that my sect won first place in the competition.
He simply couldn't accept that his junior uncle, who was originally a weakling in combat, had surpassed him in terms of skill level.
So it was all a scam?
Is Junior Uncle actually the illegitimate son of some ancestor?
Because our ancestor was a bit shy, he was kept at the foot of the mountain.
On the surface, he has been cultivating on the mountain for more than 3 years, but in reality, he has been cultivating for more than 40 years, right?
This explanation makes much more sense.
More than forty years ago, which sect elder went down the mountain...?
Ye Feng looked at those probing eyes with a sense of helplessness.
However, there is indeed no way to explain this kind of thing.
Does this mean that they have a system that allows them to increase their cultivation level by eating the food they cook?
It would be better if they treated him as someone's illegitimate child.
Zhaoxing kept looking around excitedly.
After all, she went there prepared to die.
Seeing this familiar environment again and returning to the familiar sect fills me with overwhelming emotions.
She seemed to have discovered something, and pointed in the direction of the mountain gate, shouting, "It's the sect leader! I see a lot of people at the mountain gate!"
Reminded by her voice, everyone craned their necks to look down.
Sure enough, a large group of people were already waiting outside the mountain gate.
The people on the Qingfeng Sword were startled at first, but quickly began to tidy their clothes and appearance.
Ye Feng and several other participants were given special attention.
The sect leader and all the disciples greeted him at the mountain gate; how could such a glorious moment be without the slightest flaw?
Ye Feng is doing a little better.
There was nothing seriously wrong with him; after a little tidying up, he would still be the handsome and talented junior uncle.
Ningyue and the others could not hide their illness.
My excitement was so great that my body was trembling slightly.
It's like the feeling a child gets when they go out and bring honor to their family and receive recognition from them.
After landing, the Qingfeng Sword returned to its normal size and flew back to the sect.
A group of travelers slowly walked forward on their way home.
Jian Chen pushed Ye Feng, who was a step behind him, in front of him, and then disappeared.
Ye Feng was slightly taken aback, and had no choice but to lead a group of disciples toward the mountain gate.
The closer I got to the mountain gate, the calmer my slightly uneasy heart became.
I just went home.
When they were still ten meters away from Shenqing Zhenjun, Ye Feng chuckled and said, "The disciples of Shushan Sword Sect, Ye Feng, Ningyue, Qiye, Jueming, Qingyou, Zhaoxing, and Yunxiu, have all returned safely, having fulfilled their mission."
Looking at his junior brother who had been gone for less than a month, Shenqing Zhenjun felt as if he had grown a lot.
With a warm smile on his face, he said, "Welcome home."
As soon as he finished speaking, all the disciples behind him drew their swords.
The swords, hanging high in the sky, trembled and rang, expressing the most sincere respect of their respective owners.
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He showed no interest whatsoever in the grand celebration proposed by Shenqing Zhenjun.
Ningyue and the others were also not very interested.
Seeing this, Shenqing Zhenjun simply gave up.
The disciples who had gone out all shared a surprisingly unanimous opinion at this moment.
That means going back to your cave and getting a good night's sleep.
When Ye Feng entered the mountain gate, he didn't see Xiao Hongzhuang and thought that the little girl was angry with him and refused to come out.
Shenqing Zhenjun told him that because of the various foods he prepared, which made up for her congenital deficiencies, she had entered a deep sleep.
Judging from the situation, he won't wake up for at least several decades.
While Ye Feng felt regretful, he was also genuinely happy for Xiao Hongzhuang.
Then he returned to his cave.
Back in his cave, he felt uneasy.
As his cultivation level improved, his perception also increased.
He felt as if countless eyes were staring at him.
It was as if the entire cave was surrounded by those who died with their eyes wide open in disbelief.
He walked out of his cave in a huff, only to find that all the disciples who had greeted him at the entrance were now gathered around his cave.
It's as if a large bowl has covered its own cave dwelling underneath.
When Ye Feng came out, no one spoke; they all stared at him with their bright green eyes.
Ye Feng said irritably, "Why are you all crowding around my cave? Get out of here! We've used up most of our supplies on this trip. I've already asked the Exploding Sky Gang to buy some materials, and I guarantee you'll have plenty to eat the day after tomorrow."
For a moment, Ye Feng wondered if he had transmigrated not to an Eastern fantasy world, but to a Western werewolf kingdom.
After he finished speaking, the disciples began to howl like wolves with their heads tilted back.
Her voice held both joy and grievance, a plaintive and tearful expression that brought tears to the eyes.
"Junior Uncle, I'm going to starve to death if you don't come back soon, waaaaah!"
"I want to eat cumin lamb, Kung Pao chicken, and jade shrimp..."
"Give me two cups of healthy vegetable juice and sweet tea to whet my appetite!"
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