Before the start of previous competitions, each sect was allowed to travel there in advance to familiarize themselves with the surroundings, and this time was no exception. Since the venue for this competition was Sanhuangjing, not too far from the Snow Valley, Nie Yanchen waited until the day before the competition to calmly call on his disciples to depart.
Tu Nian had been training hard these past two days. He took a break in the afternoon and relaxed his nerves. He overslept on the day of departure.
She was so hurried that she didn't even have breakfast and rushed to the assembly point. Before she even joined the team, she could hear Nie Yanchen giving instructions from a distance in the crowd.
"For this competition, the sect won't be holding any prisoners. Everyone, remember to take all your valuables with you. Things like swords for sword cultivators, talisman paper for talisman cultivators, and elixirs for medicine cultivators are not allowed to be left in the sect. Take everything with you. Those who can't carry all should give them to Nan Feng for safekeeping."
"Don't bring the furnaces for the alchemists and weapon builders. They're too heavy and might prevent you from flying later. As for the medical builders, just bring your own. All they have are two broken needles, so there's no need to worry about them being stolen..."
As he spoke, he did not forget to check on his disciples one by one. This was when he showed his responsibility. He remembered clearly which disciple was specialized in what. In the end, there were more than 30 people, and he checked every one of them.
Jin Nanfeng just stood there and watched him make a fool of himself, without moving a muscle. The two of them just looked at each other, and for a moment it was hard to tell which one was the real sect leader.
"What is this?"
Tu Nian couldn't help laughing, but he didn't dare to laugh out loud, so he just fell behind the crowd and laughed secretly.
Chu Qiurong had been following the team listlessly, waiting for her. When he heard her voice, he immediately turned around to look for her. When he saw her, he suddenly became energetic and moved closer to her with a curved face.
"You're here so late, you must be lazy again."
Selectively ignoring his nonsense, Tu Nian crossed her arms and rubbed against him. Looking at Nie Yanchen's stingy look, she whispered, "Is our master always like this?"
Chu Qiurong said sincerely, "That's not true. Master used to be quite generous with his disciples' food, clothing, and other expenses. It's only in recent years that he's become like this."
Tu Nian turned his head in confusion, "Why is this?"
Chu Qiurong smiled helplessly, "I was too generous and spent all the spirit stones."
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There were so many flaws in this answer that for a moment, Tu Nian didn't even know where to start. So he pursed his lips and turned his head back without saying a word.
However, since the rich clan can be rich in a lavish way, the poor clan can be poor in all kinds of strange ways.
Ordinary sects participating in the Grand Tournament usually traveled by carriage, boat, or beast. Although the Snow Valley couldn't afford these rental fees, due to their small number of members, they could choose to have everyone fly on swords!
After giving safety instructions and counting the number of people, Nie Yanchen stood at the front of the team and clapped his hands twice. When everyone was quiet, he announced, "I'll lead four, Nan Feng will lead two, and the rest of you who can't fly a sword will find someone who can. If you can't find a partner, come to me to get a map and we'll go on foot!"
As soon as these words were spoken, more than 20 disciples in the sect who could not fly the sword scattered and ran to hug their good friends. In the blink of an eye, everyone was paired up, and only two slow ones were left standing between the pairs of sword-wielding people. They looked so helpless and miserable.
"No?"
The remaining two were a man and a woman. The male cultivator immediately collapsed, pointing at his closest friend with a look of condemnation and cursing, "You have no conscience and no desire for sex!"
Tu Nian had been getting to know quite a few people during his time with the outer sect. Hearing the man's voice sound familiar, he leaned over to look. After seeing the man's face clearly, he discovered that this guy was indeed an acquaintance.
Song Chengming. Apart from her, he was the only talisman cultivator among the new generation of disciples in Jixue Valley, and he had reached the late stage of foundation building.
Because he and she had signed up for the talisman project together and were both contestants in the sect melee, the two of them had been training and discussing talisman issues together frequently recently, and as a result, they had developed a pretty good relationship.
Everyone in the clan knew that Song Chengming was a very casual person. When he pointed it out, his friend showed no guilt at all. He just laughed, took a half step forward to block the slightly shy girl beside him, and replied, "Helping others is a virtue. Brother, thank you for your hard work."
There were only about thirty people in the sect, and if there was something going on between them, it would be known to the whole sect if one person knew about it. Seeing the three of them like this, everyone knew what was going on, and there were jokes, envy, and everyone was laughing for a while.
Only the girl who had suffered a terrible treatment during the hike could not laugh as she was thinking about the journey from Snow Valley to Sanhuang Well.
Seeing Song Chengming still joking around, Nie Yanchen clicked his tongue and shouted at the two of them, "Why don't you two hurry up and get the maps? What are you dawdling for? Hiking is slow to begin with, and if you keep dragging it out like this, I think you two might as well just stay and watch over the gate."
"Here I come."
Song Chengming said he was complaining, but in fact he didn't really take the hike seriously. After Nie Yanchen called out, he went there happily. However, the other female cultivator walked hesitantly and looked at something in the crowd. Until she saw Tu Nian and Chu Qiurong standing together, she stopped immediately.
"etc……"
Hearing her voice, Nie Yanchen looked over curiously, "What's going on?"
The female cultivator carefully pointed at Tu Nian at the back of the group and said, "Junior Sister Tu has already broken through to the Golden Core stage. She shouldn't need Senior Brother Chu to lead her, right? In that case, the two of them can each lead one of us, wouldn't that be perfect?"
"That's right!" Tu Nian pounded his left palm with his right fist and looked at Chu Qiurong suddenly, "How could we have forgotten about this?"
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