“……”So crazy.
Her speech stimulated the others, and several cold eyes fell on her. Ye Qinghan twitched the corners of his lips and nodded slightly at her, "See you in the individual competition."
“I look forward to your abilities.”
After Ye Qiao finished his speech, without even looking at the reactions of his disciples, he walked downstairs swiftly, preparing to take a few people to eat. As a result, the elder of Wenjian Sect came to his senses and stopped them.
The disciples who had been struggling in the secret realm for a few days now looked like wilted cabbages, staggering from side to side, without any of the posture that a disciple should have.
Staring at this group of nonchalant disciples who were huddled together, the elder frowned deeply, and then began to lecture them nonstop.
"Stand still. If you are seen by the monks outside, what will you say?"
The people from the Sword-Asking Sect stood the straightest, each of them looked like a little poplar. Ye Qiao curled her lips and hid behind the Sword-Asking Sect. She walked to the back and wanted to use them as a shield, but she didn't expect that there were a bunch of people of the same faith in the back row.
The Sword-Wen Sect had the best order, all thanks to the strict sect rules and the elders' tireless admonitions.
They were obviously used to it.
The elders knew that these children did not want to hear it, but there were some things that they were still prepared to make clear to them in advance, "Your future is not about the big competition, the fighting and quarreling of the competition."
"If you encounter demonic cultivators or evil cultivators, they will not show mercy to you just because you are their direct disciples, and no elder will send anyone to protect you."
"The status of a direct disciple does not make you superior to others, nor does it mean that you can look down on other cultivators."
“Although I know the universe is vast, I still pity the green grass and trees. I hope you can all understand this truth.”
"Elder." Ye Qiao stood at the back, took a few steps and asked, "What about the disciples who came before us?"
The competition is held once every hundred years, so it is impossible for him to receive personal instruction only once in a hundred years.
The elder was just about to see which disciple dared to ask such a question, but when he saw that it was the genius of Chang Mingzong, he paused and explained, "He was martyred."
There are countless geniuses who have fallen in the cultivation world over the past hundred years. Now these children have no sense of crisis, and who can predict the future? They need to walk their own path in the future.
"Next, let's talk about the individual competition." The listless disciples in front immediately stood up straight. The individual competition was related to their personal reputation. Every disciple was already well-known by the monks before participating in the competition. The team competition was not a big deal. Losing only meant that they were not good enough.
Individual competitions are a matter of face!
"The individual competition will be ranked based on points. There are more than just disciples participating in the competition. There are three rounds in total. The first round will be mostly independent cultivators, so whoever of you is eliminated in the first round will return to the sect to reflect on yourself."
"The ranking list has not been released yet. The top ten are all independent cultivators and disciples from other sects. You can go and find out after it is released."
"It is divided into four paths: the path of talismans, the path of elixirs, the path of swords, and the path of weapons."
"Pay attention." At this point, he glanced at Ye Qiao and Yun Que: "Multiple cultivators' personal teachings cannot be attended at the same time."
"You can only choose one. Do you understand?"
Ye Qiao: “Oh.”
Yun Que lowered his eyes, "Yes."
"Sword cultivators who can enter the top ten here can go to the sword cave to choose swords. The top ten rewards from other sects have not been released yet." He said solemnly, "But you will not be left out. Finally, I would like to remind you that if you can enter the top ten, try your best to enter. The final reward will be more useful than your training down the mountain."
The five sects have a lot of good things, so it would be best if the top ten are all direct disciples of the five sects, otherwise they will have to share them with other sects, which will be painful for them.
After understanding the general rules of the competition, they each went back home. After returning to the yard, they immediately checked the situation on the cultivation world forum.
As expected, Chang Mingzong's first place became a topic of heated discussion among the group of people.
"Five days of thunder tribulation, how could one of the few heavenly spiritual roots in the cultivation world be hidden until now?"
"It may be that Sect Master Qin did it on purpose. Look, Changming Sect has already taken first place."
"People from other sects must be vomiting to death."
"Yun Hen is the most miserable. Yue Qing Sect must be having a hard time. I really can't understand. If they don't want a genius like Ye Qiao, what else do they want?"
"That Ye Qiao is pretty outrageous. He has collapsed two secret realms in a row. Are you looking forward to the next one?"
“Hahahaha. Ye Langlang, a disciple that makes everyone in the secret realm tremble in fear.”
"Is there anyone who can tell me what's going on with Yun Que? He's a genius in dual cultivation."
"As for Yun Que, she has top-grade spiritual roots and is in the middle stage of the Golden Core. We can indeed look forward to her performance in the individual competition."
Seeing the discussion about Yun Que, Ming Xuan frowned and drew circles with a wolf-hair brush in his hand. "She should also be a talisman practitioner, right?"
Xue Yu nodded: "Her swordsmanship is obviously not good. It must be the art of talismans."
Like Ye Qiao, she had just learned it, but Ye Qiao was a fast learner and Yun Que obviously couldn't do that, so she could only move closer to the art of talismans.
"How good is her talisman drawing skills?" Mingxuan sighed softly.
Ye Qiao: "I don't know, but Song Hansheng and I were at the bottom of the cliff at the time, and his evaluation was - trash."
Although Song Hansheng's words are harsh, there should be no artistic processing in them.
"Forget it." Xue Yu: "Be careful."
"Be careful in the first round. What if there are capable fighters among the casual cultivators? It would be embarrassing if you lose in the first round."
Ye Qiao agreed with this statement very much.
Several people were so immersed in discussing the individual competition that they didn't even notice when Qin Fanfan arrived.
"Xiao Qiao." Qin Fanfan cleared her throat, stood at the door, and called her: "What kind of Taoism are you practicing?"
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