Not only Tian Laoqi could no longer sit still, but even Hong Zhenggang, who had been calm up until then, could no longer sit still. The two of them stood up suddenly.
Their sect has produced a master of alchemy!!!
This is comparable to the strength of the Dan Pavilion Master. What kind of shit luck did their Tianxuan Sect have to have to bring this little ancestor back?
"Xiao Jin, why don't we not go to that damn wasteland this time. Come back to the sect with me. This time, let Jiang Ruhua, the direct disciple of the ghost lady, lead the team." Tian Laoqi felt that the wasteland was too dangerous.
Their alchemy master had to be hidden and protected. From then on, he would move to live next to her yard to protect her.
Suddenly, I felt that having Mu Yanhuan as her bodyguard was not enough. I used to think it was a bit too much.
"That won't work. I'm curious about what's in the wilderness." Sang Jin gave the pill to Lu Zeyu and the other three, and ignored Tian Laoqi and Hong Zhenggang.
"Then take me with you. I'll go with you." Old Tian also wanted to follow.
"Seventh Brother, stop messing around. Do you think you can make it in? This time, the young ancestor is bringing the best of the sect with him. It shouldn't be like Zeyu's time." Hong Zhenggang said sternly. Seventh Brother had always been a follower of his heart, but going to the wilderness was no joke.
Tian Laoqi fell silent. The price the Tianxuan Sect paid the last time they entered the wilderness was too high. They had to give up participating in the competition several times in a row.
Therefore, every time cultivation resources were distributed in the wilderness, their Tianxuan Sect always received the smallest share. This was entirely due to their ancestors still holding the Tianxuan Sect's share. Otherwise, there would be no trace of their Tianxuan Sect in the Southern Wilderness Continent.
Disciples from each sect who were preparing to enter the wilderness lined up and stood in front.
The three sects' teams each had twenty disciples, but the Tianxuan Sect's team only had ten, which was particularly eye-catching.
"Hahaha... I think the Tianxuan Sect might as well just give up like they did in previous years." A disciple of the Dixuan Sect joked.
"Junior brother, you can't say that. This is the first time in a hundred years that so many people from Tianxuan Sect have participated in the Four Sects Tournament." said Fan Cheng, the elite disciple leading the Dixuan Sect.
"It's good enough that the Tianxuan Sect has finally gathered ten people. How come the leader this time is a little girl?" The speaker was Li Fuer from the Lingxuan Sect.
Sang Jin heard a familiar voice and looked towards Ling Xuanzong's position.
Oh my god, it was Li Fuer. Beside her were Wu Xiaohan and Fu Sisi.
Last time, she tricked Wu Xiaohan in the Yuanhu Secret Realm. I hope he won’t take revenge on her this time.
Seeing Wu Xiaohan staring at her coldly, Sang Jin thought to herself, why didn't the snake king kill these people last time? It was useless.
Mu Yanhuan was very upset when he heard someone disrespecting his master and wanted to teach him a lesson, but was stopped by Sang Jin.
"Once we enter the wilderness, there will be plenty of opportunities to beat her up. It's not easy to cause trouble now." Sang Jin said to Mu Yanhuan using telepathy.
Mu Yanhuan quieted down. He obeyed his master.
"Mu Yanhuan, you have followed me for ten years now. Once we get out of the wilderness alive this time, you will be free. You won't have to follow me all the time." Sang Jin continued.
"I want to follow the master." Mu Yanhuan frowned. For the past ten years, he had willingly followed Sang Jin.
He watched her grow step by step, and he also made rapid progress under her guidance. Now he has also reached the late stage of Jindan.
The two of them communicated, but the others couldn't hear them.
"I was wondering whose mouth stinks so bad so early in the morning? It turns out to be Lingxuan Sect's good-for-nothing junior sister. Has Lingxuan Sect now fallen to the point of collecting good-for-nothings? Good-for-nothings can be found everywhere!" How could Su Ming be at a disadvantage when it came to arguing with others?
As the god of arguing in [Moët Palace], Su Ming doesn't care about whether it is the Lingxuan Sect or not.
Don’t you see their aunt is here? It’s still uncertain who will take first place in these four competitions.
"Ha ha ha ha……"
"How did Lingxuan Sect become a place where trash is collected?"
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Aside from the Tianxuan Sect's people, the people from the other two sects wanted to laugh but didn't dare. They felt very uncomfortable holding it in.
Ling Chu naturally wouldn't get involved in this kind of verbal dispute between disciples. It's cheap.
Hong Zhenggang and Tian Laoqi of the Tianxuan Sect pretended not to hear anything and calmly smoothed their sleeves.
The old dragon didn't come out of the spirit boat. He was there to dominate the scene, and he didn't bother to leave until the crucial moment. He had no interest in this kind of petty competition. Anyway, the young master would win.
"We will now enter the wilderness for ten days. All disciples participating in the Four Sects Tournament please go to Elder Li to draw a number plate. The team leader will receive a mustard seed bag. If you are defeated or your life is in danger, you may crush the number plate."
"The number plate will transport you safely out. But it also means you've given up on continuing the race. The ghost-faced man you kill will drop black crystals. Put them in your mustard bag. That'll count as a success."
"Then we will rank them based on the amount of black crystals each clan has. This year's resources in the wasteland will be allocated based on the ranking."
"Has everyone seen this stone tablet? The total number of black crystals obtained by each sect will be displayed here." Ling Chu stood at the front as in previous years and introduced the rules of entering the wilderness.
The first group to enter were from the Lingxuan Sect, a group of twenty elite disciples led by Wu Xiaohan.
Wu Xiaohan is also a powerful warrior in the Jindan stage. Naturally, their Lingxuan Sect does not have the realm-suppressing pill, but they have a cheating tool.
They have iron plates that can suppress their cultivation. Such iron plates were made for them by Lingchu.
As long as you carry it with you, you can suppress your cultivation to the Foundation Establishment Stage. You can use the power of the Foundation Establishment Stage and can use the power of the Golden Core Stage five times.
This is really cheating, after all, the competition venue in the wilderness was organized by Lingchu of Lingxuan Sect.
The other sect leaders also knew this and were finding ways to cheat. However, unlike the Lingxuan Sect, they were not so wealthy as to directly hide five Jindan-stage masters inside.
The second team to enter was from the Dixuan Sect. The order of entry was based on the rankings from the previous Four Sects Tournament. Of course, the earlier the team entered, the better, as they could choose an environment that was favorable to them and ambush the Ghost-Faced Man.
Zhao Tiandi of the Dixuan Sect also spent a large sum of money to ask the seventh-grade alchemist of the Dan Pavilion to help him refine this realm-suppressing pill.
However, I only managed to obtain two pills. I had to start refining them six months in advance to obtain these two pitiful pills.
The third group to enter was from the Xuanxuan Sect. Compared to the previous two sects, the Xuanxuan Sect's people were quite normal; their twenty disciples were truly only in the Foundation Establishment stage. However, the Xuanxuan Sect's leader, Mingtong, offered each of them a large sum of money to obtain a divine talisman.
It was a huge investment. He had been searching for a long time before he finally found a master craftsman who could make the Divine Travel Talisman in a small village within the Tianqi Kingdom.
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