There are seven days left until the sect competition.

"Sign in."

"Ding, you have successfully signed in to the Sword Tempering Valley. You will be rewarded with a one-time skill to show your divine power in front of others."

One-time skill?

Show off your power in front of others?

Oh shit!

It’s not the Immortal Yuan Pill!

As long as it’s not the Immortal Yuan Pill, everything is fine!

[Show your power in front of others: Can show the scene that the host wants them to see in front of others. Note: One-time skill, can be used once. ]

"This is pretty cool! You can see whatever you want to see! It's better than saying it and it will happen! You need to say it yourself but you don't even need to say it for this!"

Qin Lang was overjoyed.

Otherwise, wait until the day of the sect competition?

Take off your pants!

Let them all see that Qin Lang’s Diao Chan is on his waist?

No, no, this is too fucking embarrassing!

And it's just an illusion, there's no need for it.

"Uncle Master, Elder Wu wants you to go to the Immortal Locking Palace."

Demon Lord July knocked on the door.

Wu Changfeng came here very early.

But at that time, Qin Lang was sleeping and no one dared to disturb him.

Demon Lord July sensed that Qin Lang had woken up and hurried to report it.

Although Wu Changfeng is weak, he is of higher seniority than the Demon Lord July.

Junior Brother Wu is looking for me again... Qin Lang is a little unhappy.

He must want to take the remaining 5 billion from me.

Really persistent.

Humph! Let me meet you, old fox!

"Got it, now go over there."

Qin Lang responded and prepared to set off.

…

Locking Immortal Palace.

Wu Changfeng, Feng Shang, Yu Yuanhao, Qian Jue, and Song Zhao, the five elders of Locking Immortal Sect are all here.

Sitting opposite them was a middle-aged man who looked to be around 30 or 40 years old.

"Fellow Daoist Beihe will come later when Junior-Master wakes up."

Wu Changfeng said with a smile.

The person who came was Beihe Sanren.

The strength returns to the first level.

He is simply not comparable to people like Wu Changfeng, who are at the first level of extraordinary.

"Yes, yes, Brother Beihe can take a rest. Junior Master will be here soon."

Feng Shang also nodded repeatedly.

It is true that Beihe Sanren's cultivation is stronger than their Great Elder.

But in front of Qin Lang, it's not good enough.

Logically, they shouldn't be so cautious.

But Beihe Sanren is a casual cultivator.

The independent cultivators have no power and are all alone.

This is the weakness of individual cultivators, but also their advantage.

The casual cultivators have no fear at all.

There is no burden from the sect.

If you displease the independent cultivators, they will harass and kill the disciples of the sect.

Unless the sect suppresses it forcefully, there is really no other way.

Looking for someone? No one.

Threat, right? What threat?

Wu Changfeng and others were polite to Beihe Sanren because Beihe Sanren was a casual cultivator.

Although they were very confident that Qin Lang could definitely suppress the Beihe Sanren.

But they also didn't know whether these independent cultivators would have any means of escape.

Who can survive alone in the world of cultivation where the strong prey on the weak? How can he be considered an ordinary person?

If it is not possible to kill Beihe Sanren directly.

This will subsequently lead to a series of retaliations from Beihe Sanren.

"snort."

Beihe Sanren snorted coldly.

He was very unhappy at the moment.

The Suoxian Sect didn't take him seriously at all.

He has been here for nearly half an hour.

This junior master from the Locking Immortal Sect is still sleeping?

Do you really think that after holding the sect competition, the Suoxian Sect will soar to success?

With his strength of the first level of Return to Void, even a first-class sect would not dare to slack off.

The Suoxian Sect actually left him here.

Are there only five elders of the first level of transcendence accompanying him?

This makes him, Beihe Sanren, feel very embarrassed!

"Fellow Daoist Beihe, you can tell us that Junior Uncle will not be in charge of the sect's affairs. The five of us will be in charge."

When Yu Yuanhao saw Beihe Sanren snorted coldly, he also spoke quickly.

But I was very unhappy.

"You are not qualified."

Beihe Sanren glanced at Yu Yuanhao and said coldly.

Those with lower cultivation than him are not qualified to talk to him.

Yu Yuanhao forced a smile.

Furious in heart.

Damn it!

What the hell are you talking about in the first level of Return to Void?

I'm not fucking qualified! Must Junior Master-Sister take action?

Believe it or not, Junior Master can suppress you in any minute!

Alpaca!

"Wait for Junior Master to come, wait for Junior Master to come..."

Qian Jue and Song Zhao were both helpless.

It would be fine if Senior Bi Chongwen could take action to suppress it.

If it really doesn't work, Senior Xianzhen can help.

It really makes me angry to let this guy show off here!

Just at this time.

Qin Lang's figure appeared at the entrance of the Locking Immortal Palace.

"Martial Brother Wu, I'm telling you, don't have any more bad ideas. I will never... Eh? Are there any guests?"

Qin Lang was mumbling, but halfway through his words, he discovered the existence of Beihe Sanren.

The strangest thing is that all five elders are here.

Damn! Blatant laziness early in the morning!

Having a tea party here?

You even invited me along? Do you really think that I, your junior master, am just a decoration?

"Come on, come on, sit down and talk."

Qin Lang walked to Wu Changfeng's side and sat down.

Pick up the nuts on the table and crack them into your mouth.

Although it tastes bad, it is not as good as Xianyuan Pill.

But being lazy is very sweet!

It's rare for the top leaders of Locking Immortal Sect to get together and goof off. This is of commemorative significance.

Ah, it smells so good!

The five elders remained silent.

Looking at Qin Lang who was happily cracking nuts.

They felt relieved.

It seems that Junior Master-Uncle really doesn't take Beihe Sanren seriously.

With Junior Master around, they feel safe.

If Beihe Sanren dares to riot, I believe that Junior Master-Uncle will suppress him with just a wave of his hand.

Beihe Sanren stared at Qin Lang closely.

He was full of doubts.

How could there be so many of them? It is very likely that it was caused by Junior-Master Uncle Qin Lang?

Why does it look so unreliable?

Cultivation... is that of a mortal?

Was it really because of him that Lingyun Pavilion gave up the right to host the sect competition and let Suoxianmen host it?

Beihe Sanren was a little bit unconvinced.

"Just eat, why are you looking at me? It just so happens that I haven't had breakfast yet."

Qin Lang saw Beihe Sanren staring at him and spoke casually.

He stretched out his hand and was about to take the cup on the table to drink tea, but then he thought about the last time he drank tea and almost vomited.

He withdrew his hand and took out the fruit wine from the storage space.

“Gurgle gurgle…”

The fruit wine poured into Qin Lang's mouth.

Qin Lang wiped his mouth, and seeing that there was no place to put the wine on the small table, he took the fruit wine back.

“Gurgle…”

The five elders and Beihe Sanren all swallowed their saliva.

That wine smells so good, could it be the elixir of immortality... Beihe Sanren was shocked.

I didn't expect this junior master to be so arrogant.

Treat the fairy juice as water.

It seems that joining the Locking Immortal Sect might be the right choice.

But what about his cultivation?

Why be like ordinary people?

Even if it was at the peak of Return to Void, it should not be hidden in his eyes.

What's the trick here?

Beihe Sanren glanced at the five elders.

But they were so greedy that they were almost drooling.

Seeing this, Beihe Sanren knew that he could not get an answer from them.

Wiping the drool from the corner of his mouth, Beihe Sanren stared at Qin Lang and asked:

"I don't know what level of cultivation Junior Master has reached now. Beihe is dull and can't see through it. I would like to ask Junior Master to show it to me."

Qin Lang stood there in a daze.

The hand that was originally intended to put the nut into his mouth froze in mid-air.

Cultivation?

Where the hell did I get my skills from?

My friend, are you kidding me?

This is not funny at all!

If I could show it, I would definitely show it in front of everyone and show you my strongest cultivation in the entire Qiankun Continent.

The point is, I don’t have it!

etc!

Qin Lang's heart suddenly beat violently.

He realized something was wrong.

Hey, no?

Don't mess with me!