Wanshenglin.
Everyone was in a daze.
They did not hesitate for a moment.
The fact that the Sword Sect's gates are wide open is definitely, absolutely, 100% related to Junior Brother Su Yu.
In their view.
These two sword sects really are just like those top-tier sycophants.
He was trying to figure out a way to persuade his junior brother to go.
Thinking of this, everyone hesitated.
They feared that this ancient inheritance was not just about Junior Brother Tu's monstrous talent.
As a result, they even forgot that they also had the opportunity to obtain this sword sect inheritance.
Instead, they were all deep in thought.
What exactly are these two "sycophants" eyeing for our junior brother?!
A silence fell.
Zheng Kexian glanced at everyone with a complicated expression: "I said before that you bunch of brats were going to be unlucky."
"Looks like you guys really got incredibly lucky."
The crowd didn't react immediately.
At this moment, Venerable Rain remembered something and asked, "Speaking of which, Su Yu, you rejected them because you had already obtained the sect's inheritance, right?"
Su Yu nodded.
The Rain Venerable asked, "Is it another Misty Immortal Sect?"
As everyone listened, they suddenly felt that they finally understood the specifics of the situation.
However, Su Yu smiled and shook his head, saying, "No, it's the Xuan Yun Immortal Sect."
The words fell.
The scene fell silent instantly.
The next second, there was a commotion.
"Holy crap, I see."
"Good heavens, junior brother is secretly up to something big."
"Damn it, all that worrying for nothing!"
......
The Rain Venerable hesitated several times, as if he wanted to speak, then said, "Then..."
Su Yu's face was beaming with his signature innocent smile.
"If I'm not mistaken, the person who extended the invitation this time is probably not qualified."
"So I don't know."
Silence fell once again.
There was a deathly silence.
Wang Wei and the others seemed to hear the sound of the knife piercing their hearts.
It was so real, so heartbreaking!
Junior brother, you're not acting like a human being!
"What's the situation with these two sword sects?" Qing Shi asked curiously.
"Sword cultivators are the least concerned with formalities."
"My sword intent on the sacred bamboo was transmitted there, and they invited me to come over... as a guest."
After a pause, Su Yu felt that he still had to save face for the two major sword sects.
If it really means becoming an elder or sect leader...
Then the title of "simp" is definitely confirmed.
If that's the case, he'd rather die than become the leader of the "Simp Sect"!
The crowd remained silent.
Leng Yijian suddenly said, "So, we can give it a try?"
Zheng Kexian was speechless: "You bunch of idiots, are you only just realizing it now?"
"Not only can you go, but you also have a huge advantage over others."
"Damn it, if it weren't for me..."
"Otherwise, I want to go too!!!"
Wang Wei and the others instantly became excited.
Although not all of them practice swordsmanship.
But this is a top-tier inheritance, so why not switch to another lineage for it!
If all else fails, it's good to broaden your horizons.
As usual, Venerable Rain poured cold water on the situation, saying, "Don't get too excited."
"Do not harm lives, do not damage the foundation of the Way."
"But what if you fall into the hands of other eighth-rank officials?"
"They will make you wish you were dead."
"Especially now."
As the longest-living person present, he understood those so-called "free spirits" better than anyone else.
These people have no sense of morality.
Everyone stared blankly, frowning as they pondered.
The Rain Venerable said calmly, "But, there's no need to worry too much."
“People will also be sent to the other places at this time, and I will escort you there as well.”
"If we're really afraid, then it's them we need to deal with."
"Oh, teacher, don't give us this kind of dramatic turn of events!" Qing Shi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Teacher, should we head there immediately?!"
"Oh right, if you go too late, you won't even be able to get any soup!"
Everyone was eager to try.
Zheng Kexian glanced at everyone with a look of disgust.
"What do you think this is, eating from the same pot?"
"You're not qualified. It's no use if you go first."
"Do you even know where your greatest opportunity lies?!"
Leng Yijian's eyes lit up, and he said excitedly, "It was Junior Brother's sword strike!"
Zheng Kexian nodded slightly: "They're not all fools."
"I can tell you this responsibly."
"If you could grasp even ten percent of the power of their sword strike..."
"No, it's one in a million. You'll have a chance to become an outer disciple of the Sword Sect."
"So, seize the time to understand it now, at most a week."
"We'll depart for the Sword Sect in one week!"
Everyone nodded like chickens pecking at rice.
One by one, they immediately calmed their minds, sat cross-legged, and prepared to begin their meditation.
Everyone's eyes were still open.
Within the sacred ground, the same heavenly and earthly sounds echoed once more.
"Song Qinghuan of Huaguo has passed the assessment and is now a direct disciple of the Xuanyun Immortal Sect!"
"If any of the disciples of the Ten Thousand Sects see him, they should pay homage to him."
The sound faded.
In Wan Shenglin, everyone looked up at Su Yu in confusion.
Su Yu's expression flickered, as if he was thinking about something.
Zheng Kexian was also somewhat puzzled.
After some thought, he first reassured her, saying, "Song Qinghuan will become a personal disciple."
"There is absolutely no need to worry about her safety at this stage."
"However, deliberately announcing it to the world always feels like it's aimed at you."
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