Tu Nian's idea can be said to be unprecedented. Jin Nanfeng had never thought about it, but after thinking about it, he felt that it was indeed feasible.
The decline of Snow Valley was not only due to Nie Yanchen's poor performance, but also largely due to the sect's poor reputation.
Since there are three sects and seven schools in the world of cultivating immortals, it is inevitable that some people will compete with each other in terms of strength. The ranking of the competition has become the most authoritative argument.
Based on the previous level of Jixue Valley, it could have competed with Yuqing Sect. However, because Jixue Valley could not gather the required number of applicants that year, it had no choice but to become the last one. If this were to be made public, it would become the most useless sect in the world of immortal cultivation.
In addition, Nie Yanchen himself is very lazy and only cares about watching melons on weekdays, and never does any publicity for the sect. Those aristocratic families who practice Taoism naturally do not want their children to go to a sect that is ranked at the bottom.
After years of misery, it has become what it is now, half dead and unburied.
In fact, it is nothing more than the small number of people in the sect. After all, everyone gets along well with each other on weekdays, and it is lively. However, as soon as you go out, there are always those who are looking for trouble and making a fuss about the strength of the martial arts competition.
The disciples were unhappy about what they heard, and at most they would fight, but whether they won or not, it would not change the fact that Snow Valley was apparently at the bottom in terms of strength.
Everyone has been holding a grudge, but because they have no say in the sect's expansion, they have just been getting by until now.
Jin Nanfeng usually handles the affairs of the outer sect, and has always heard about this. He has been thinking about finding a reason to deal with this matter. Now Tu Nian's words have found a direction for him.
However, although he was interested, the competition was no small matter. He had to ask the head of the family whether it was allowed or not. Especially given Nie Yanchen's personality, it was not certain that this matter could be negotiated.
When Jin Nanfeng said this, he could not hide the worry on his face, but Tu Nian just patted his shoulder generously and said confidently: Leave it to me.
So that night, the three of them squatted in a row at the sect gate and intercepted Nie Yanchen who was returning under the moonlight.
Nie Yanchen, carrying a lot of things he had picked up from the folk, fell into deep thought after hearing this. After a while, he looked up and asked Jin Nanfeng, "Is this what you mean?"
Jin Nanfeng nodded, "Tu Nian came up with the idea, and I support it."
Chu Qiurong immediately raised her hand, looking eager to try, "I support it too."
As expected, the two of them exchanged attitudes, and Nie Yanchen immediately lowered his head to fiddle with the things in his hands. "Hasn't Xiao Si been busy learning talismans these days? Why are you bringing this up? Have you finished reading the books I gave you?"
Jin Nanfeng and Chu Qiurong exchanged glances and looked at Tu Nian at the same time.
Tu Nian lived up to everyone's expectations, putting on a pure face and winking at Nie Yanchen's heart, "Master, don't you want to participate?"
"ah?"
Caught off guard by her overly sharp questioning, Nie Yanchen hurriedly sorted out the things in his hands and said, "It's not that I don't want to."
Tu Nian pursued him relentlessly, putting his sincere face close to his face, holding his hand, and looking sensible. "Master, if you don't want to participate, please don't force yourself. After all, you are usually very busy, and it is really a great trouble for you to take time out to participate in this kind of event."
She intentionally raised Nie Yanchen's hands, and the dazzling array of things in his hands swung in front of the two of them, as if to show them the word "busy".
Nie Yanchen, wanting to save face, pulled his hand away awkwardly and coughed twice, then pretended to be serious and said, "What's the point of bothering me? As the sect leader, all my decisions must naturally be made with the best interests of the sect's disciples in mind..."
"Yeah." Tu Nian followed suit.
As soon as she spoke, Nie Yanchen subconsciously glanced at the three of them. He saw that except for Jin Nanfeng who still had a blank expression, Chu Qiurong and Tu Nian were looking at him steadily with a pair of bright eyes, and their faces were full of trust.
Realizing that he seemed to have paused, he quickly retracted his gaze, coughed again, and continued, "In all the years I've been the sect leader, I've always upheld the spirit of fulfilling my duties and leading by example..."
"Uh-huh."
Someone continued to sing along, and brought another person along, and the two of them attacked each other with their eyes.
“…”
Nie Yanchen felt uneasy when they looked at him. He opened his mouth but finally gave up and said, "Alright, alright, I'm scared of you guys, isn't that enough?"
He had a melancholy look on his face and rubbed Tu Nian's head in frustration. The two senior brothers were delighted to see that their plan had been accomplished. Tu Nian's neck shrank when he was rubbed by him, and a smile of success appeared on his face.
"I really don't know what sins I committed in my previous life to have such good disciples like you."
Nie Yanchen muttered, pulling out a jade token from his pocket and handing it to Jin Nanfeng, "Here. Prepare a letter and send it to each sect leader as soon as possible, along with the list of candidates for the competition. As for the registration, I'll handle it."
Jin Nanfeng respectfully accepted the jade token with a look of joy on his face. After saluting Nie Yanchen, he flew towards the cabinet on his sword.
If nothing unexpected happens, all sects will receive the news that Snow Valley will participate in the competition by tomorrow evening at the latest.
Looking at Jin Nanfeng's departing back, Tu Nian couldn't help but feel excited.
Taking in her expression, Chu Qiurong stepped forward and said, "Our sect has been silent for over a decade. They have been free for long enough."
Looking at the dark night in the distance and the stars twinkling in the night, Tu Nian hummed heavily.
The horn of rise sounds today!
"I said, you two."
Tu Nian and Chu Qiurong were speaking passionately when Nie Yanchen suddenly called out from behind. Turning back, they saw him leisurely picking at the gadgets in his hands. He said nonchalantly, "Although I don't intend to worry about this competition, since you've decided to participate, I have something to remind you of."
Seeing that he didn't seem to be joking, Tu Nian listened seriously.
After handing the selected items to the two of them, Nie Yanchen said, "Although our sect took advantage of a loophole this year and may be able to get a place, you may not know that since the last competition, the final ranking has been changed to a comprehensive assessment."
Taking the small and delicate hairpins and tassels and playing with them in her hands, Tu Nian looked at him hesitantly, "So?"
"So," Nie Yanchen said slowly, his eyebrows curved, "Among the many disciples in the sect, only Nan Feng can be called a formation cultivator, and he is already over 25 and cannot participate in the competition."
"As a result, our sect will inevitably come in last place in the formation competition. With such a comprehensive evaluation, our sect's ranking will not be high at all."
Tu Nian didn't know what was wrong with him. There was a hint of gloating in his words. He thought to himself, is this sect yours or mine? Why are everyone working together, but you, a pile of mud, are the only ones who can't get anything done?
Finally, she looked at Nie Yanchen with a complicated expression and said with emotion, "It is truly a blessing for Snow Valley to have a clan leader like you."
Who in my family understands this? The horn is leaking!
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