"Master Wan, please follow me." Yun Che didn't care about the hidden meaning in Meng Changjin's words. Being able to become the leader of the cultivators' alliance, Yun Che was obviously very thick-skinned.
Meng Changjin, along with two elders and the other two peak masters of the Wanhuang Sect, followed Yun Che into a hall next to the Binary Secret Realm.
As for the disciples of Wanhuang Sect, they are of course free to move around and can also get to know young people of the same age from other sects.
“Master Wan, you guys came relatively early. Less than half of the hundred sects have arrived so far. It will probably take another two days for everyone to arrive.” Yun Che was very concerned about looks and was always patient with beautiful female cultivators.
"Yeah." Meng Changjin nodded, without asking which sects had come.
Anyway, those who are in the front will probably be the finale. Meng Changjin doesn't care much about these things now. There is no conflict after all, so there is no need to ask.
What she wanted to find out was the realm of those who were ranked high, but even if she asked Yun Che, the other party might not know.
Anyway, on the eve of the competition, there will be a general introduction to the strength of each party.
Meng Changjin didn't expect too much detail, because everyone has some secrets.
Yun Che led Meng Changjin and others into the hall. When they got here, they could see two rows of seats on both sides and ten seats at the top.
Meng Changjin glanced at the top ten empty seats before sitting down in the seat belonging to the Wanhuang Sect.
After looking around the hall, Meng Changjin leaned back in his high-back chair a little bored and observed everyone inconspicuously.
Judging from the distribution of occupied seats, most of those who have arrived now are from sects further back.
There are only a few that are relatively close to the front.
Meng Changjin saw someone ranked in the top 20, but there was only an elder sitting there, and the sect leader was nowhere to be found.
"Seven Star Pavilion..." Meng Changjin muttered softly and quickly looked away.
The Seven Star Pavilion is also quite interesting. Its main skills are to cultivate the power of the stars, which is also the secret method of the Seven Star Pavilion.
As I recall, about twenty years ago, a sect that was in the top twenty in the same ranking became inflated or arrogant, and it set its sights on stealing the secret techniques of the Seven Star Pavilion. As a result, the sect was almost destroyed.
The spiritual vein was also stolen. If the monks' alliance had not intervened, the sect would have been destroyed.
Although it is still among the top 100 sects, it ranks very low.
In order to rank in the top 20, Meng Changjin felt that the Wanhuang Sect would most likely compete with sects like the Qixing Pavilion.
If it were someone else, she wouldn't be sure, but with Wu Shaoqi around, she was very confident.
Meng Changjin felt a headache, and besides the headache, his eyes felt cold.
In fact, she has always had a question: where did the Monks' Alliance go when the Wanhuang Sect was destroyed?
The Monks' Alliance is not a sect, and its main function is to maintain peace in the monastic world.
Meng Changjin knew who was responsible for the destruction of the Wanhuang Sect. He glanced at one of the ten seats at the top and his eyes became even colder.
Was the Cultivator Alliance afraid, or did they think the Wanhuang Sect was not worth protecting? Regardless of the reason, it left Meng Changjin with a bad impression of the Cultivator Alliance.
After yawning, Meng Changjin stopped reading. He lightly supported his cheek with his hand and closed his eyes to rest.
Outside, the disciples of Wanhuang Sect all jumped off the flying boat.
Those who were familiar with the Wanhuang Sect looked over in surprise.
He especially looked at Wu Shaoqi and other male disciples.
Isn't Wanhuang Sect only composed of female disciples? How come there are a few men mixed in?
Wu Shaoqi frowned, feeling somewhat displeased with the looks from people around him.
He felt that he was being treated like a monkey, so it would be strange if he could like someone.
However, thinking of Meng Changjin's repeated instructions to him not to cause trouble, Wu Shaoqi withdrew his gaze and completely ignored these people.
But Wu Shaoqi wanted to ignore the others, but the others were not going to let him go.
These people had no grudge against Wu Shaoqi, but they had been rivals of the Wanhuang Sect for many years. How could they miss such a good opportunity to gain verbal advantage?
"Hey, isn't this someone from the Wan Huang Sect? The Wan Huang Sect only has women, why are there a few men this time, or..."
As this man spoke, he glanced at the lower bodies of Wu Shaoqi and several other male disciples.
Wu Shaoqi's expression was quite calm, and he even glanced at the other person.
I think this person is not good.
Why do some people always fail to understand the principle that the first bird to stick its head out gets shot? After being stared at by Wu Shaoqi for a few times as if he were a fool, the man was slightly stunned, and then he became a little angry.
Although he was angry, his expression just looked a little grim, and he had no intention of taking action.
Now the game hasn't even started yet. If we start a life-and-death fight in advance, we will weaken our own strength. We are not fools.
It's enough to just take advantage of the situation verbally, but no one wants to actually do anything about it.
After all, being injured and having your strength reduced is one thing, but if your strength is exposed and someone prepares a way to deal with you, that would be bad.
"Which sect does this person belong to?" Wu Shaoqi ignored the man and asked the people behind him.
Among the people behind Wu Shaoqi, Wu Dong has been in the sect the longest and has gone down the mountain to gain experience several times.
Hearing Wu Shaoqi's question, Wu Dong observed the clothes of the person who spoke, thought for a moment, and said, "He should be from the Wuyi Sect."
Wudong was not very sure either. After all, the Wuyi Sect was quite far away from the Wanhuang Sect, and Wudong and the others would not go too far when they went down the mountain to train, so it was normal for them to be sure or not.
Wu Shaoqi said "Oh". The Wuyi Sect was ranked similarly to the Wanhuang Sect. They were old rivals. No wonder this guy would come out and be the first to take action.
"You don't want to be a good person, but you have to be the first to stand out. You're from the Crow Gate, right? I'll remember you." Wu Shaoqi looked at the man and said.
Udon looked up at the sky. Was she talking about the Crow Gate? No, but I felt like I had forgotten what the gate was originally called.
Udon was confused, while the man opposite was angry.
Wu Shaoqi was just asking a question. Everyone was a cultivator, with sharp eyes and ears, so how could they not have heard it? The female disciple of Wanhuang Sect was clearly talking about Wuyi Sect, but this person, who looked like the leading disciple of Wanhuang Sect, changed the name of their sect right away.
Hateful and shameful! "How dare you insult my sect! How despicable!" The Wuyi Sect disciple's face was filled with anger.
"Brother, please don't slander me. Taking off such a big brain has nothing to do with me." Wu Shaoqi looked at the other party with a smile, and his tone was as light-hearted as it could be.
"You!" The man said one word, but was stuck and couldn't say anything else.
"You have to provide evidence when speaking. There are so many people here. Do you think you can just wrongly accuse someone?" Wu Shaoqi continued.
"You changed the name of my sect at will, isn't that an insult?" The man opened his eyes wide and spoke in disbelief.
"I didn't do it. Don't talk nonsense and accuse me!" Wu Shaoqi denied it three times in a row.
"I am from the Wuyi Sect. You mention the Crow Sect as soon as you open your mouth. Isn't that an insult?" The man has already started to roll up his sleeves. A sect should not be insulted!
"Oh, it's not a big deal. You are from the Wuyi Sect, right? I get it. Didn't you call the wrong name just now? Hey, why are you rolling up your sleeves? Are you going to fight just because I accidentally called the wrong name? As a great... sect, you can't be so ignorant of this?" Wu Shaoqi continued to laugh, and in a few words, he characterized the incident as a trivial matter of accidentally calling the wrong name.
At the same time, he also thought of the name of this sect in his mind.
Wuyi Sect, right? Very good, write it down and tell Master later. Ask Master to challenge the leader of Wuyi Sect and beat them to death!
The disciple of Wuyi Sect was now gasping for breath, he was so angry that he could not stand it.
He really didn't want to fight at this time. It would be bad if he got hurt, and he might not necessarily win.
But if I just let it go, it would be too frustrating and I would be in a dilemma.
Wu Shaoqi was not going to continue to tangle with the other party. Now a group of people were watching them, obviously watching a monkey show, but he didn't like being watched.
Thinking of this, the smile on Wu Shaoqi's face disappeared: "I have already explained the reason. If your Majesty really thinks that I did it on purpose, then I will admit it. I just don't know what your Majesty will do."
Wu Shaoqi became tough in his attitude, and the disciple from the Wuyi Sect decided not to continue to pester him.
Even though it was very frustrating and aggrieved, Wu Shaoqi's meaning was obvious that he was not afraid of trouble. If he really wanted to fight, he would even start a war with the entire sect.
This is not something that a single disciple of his can decide.
Besides, he was indeed the one who started this matter, so if we really talk about it, he is the one who is in the wrong.
So, I have to just endure this frustration.
"Since Brother Wu did not do it on purpose, our Wuyi Sect will naturally have the proper manners." The disciple of the Wuyi Sect said this with gritted teeth, then turned around and left with his men.
Wu Shaoqi watched the other party turn around and leave, and he snorted in his heart.
Coward!
There is no need to report this sect to Meng Changjin. They look so cowardly. There is really no need to do so.
Thinking of Meng Changjin, Wu Shaoqi's expression froze.
This person should be a time traveler like him, almost a senior.
However, the other party did not reveal his identity, so Wu Shaoqi could only pretend not to know. Anyway, it seemed that the other party had no ill will towards him, so he was naturally willing to pretend not to know.
If Meng Changjin had ill intentions towards him, Wu Shaoqi wouldn't care whether he was a time traveler or not.
When he couldn't beat her, he would just give in. When he could beat her, he would kill her!
With no one blocking their way, Wu Shaoqi and his group quickly walked past here and headed inside.
Every sect ranking competition is held outside the Binary Secret Realm.
Except for the main hall for entertaining the head elders, the disciples of other sects either live in flying boats or set up camps. There is no housing available.
Apart from the main hall for receiving the sect leaders and elders, the only other building here is the arena.
There are ten circular arenas in total. Each one has a diameter of more than 100 meters. The ten arenas form a circle, enclosing the Binary Secret Realm in the middle.
After Wu Shaoqi and others walked inside, they could see a huge secret realm covered by a transparent ban.
Wu Shaoqi and his companions did not try to attack the transparent shield to see how strong the power of the restriction was.
Because not far from them, there was a fearless person who attacked the shield, but was rebounded by the forbidden force. He flew more than ten meters away and fell to the ground, vomiting blood.
Wu Shaoqi stretched out his hand, ready to move, but then quietly withdrew it.
Come to think of it, if this restriction is so easy to open, why would we have to wait until the competition held every ten years?
Someone had already sneaked in and emptied out all the treasures inside.
Looking at the glowing spiritual stone veins and various precious medicinal herbs and spiritual fruits inside the transparent shield, Wu Shaoqi was drooling.
There are so many good things in here, it's a pity that they don't get any.
Even if there are vacancies, only the head elders can enter, but they, the disciples, cannot.
Although they cannot enter the binary secret realm, they can enter other secret realms for disciples to train.
The rankings from the competition held every ten years are not only useful for the Binary Secret Realm.
The disciples of Wanhuang Sect watched the fun, some returned to the flying boat to practice, while others prepared to see the strength of the disciples of other sects.
When monks talk to each other directly, they can actually feel who is stronger and who is weaker.
However, none of us are high-level cultivators, so we can only sense it when we are close.
Unlike those cultivators at a high level, they can tell the strength of these disciples with just a glance.
Just like when Meng Changjin was promoted to the seventh level, he knew Yao Bingyu was at the peak of the third level at a glance.
Wu Shaoqi was the one who was outside investigating the strength of other sects. After a round of investigation, Wu Shaoqi felt that the strength of these people was just average, most of them were at the third level, with a few at the fourth level.
With this level of strength, Wu Shaoqi dares to say that Wanhuang Sect can take first place.
However, he also knew that the reason why these people were not strong was not because the Wanhuang Sect was so powerful, but because these people here were disciples from the sects that were at the bottom of the hundred sects.
When investigating their strength, Wu Shaoqi actually heard a lot of news, for example, the people from the top-ranked sects had not arrived yet.
The real tough guys all made their final appearance, the powerful ones have not arrived yet.
Wu Shaoqi did not continue to explore. The strength here was about the same. Instead of wasting time here, he might as well go back to the flying boat to practice.
From some of the news he had heard, the top-ranked sects had many fifth- and sixth-grade disciples participating in the competition, and Wu Shaoqi believed this.
After all, he had reached the peak of the fourth level after only a few months of practice, so it was not surprising that others had practiced longer than him, had better resources, and were at a higher level than him.
It’s a pity that no one knows what Wu Shaoqi is thinking. If they knew, they would definitely tell him seriously that he is overthinking.
Not everyone is Wu Shaoqi. The normal cultivation progress that he imagines is unique to him.
But no one knew what Wu Shaoqi was thinking, and no one told him.
Over the next two days, the remaining sects arrived one after another, and more and more people came to the Binary Secret Realm.
The sect ranking competition, which takes place once every ten years, is about to begin.
Still a 4,000-word chapter~
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