If the sect doesn't accept geniuses, they will become giants once they leave?

Chapter 100 This is called prudence

Li Yanmo was very satisfied with the schedule.

This time, the Qianzhou competition was unprecedentedly lively, and even cultivators from outside Qianzhou came to join in the fun.

In the past Qianzhou competitions, only the top three cultivator sects in each group received rewards, and there was no such thing as a participation prize.

According to the Taoist style of doing things, they can only prepare rewards for the top three at most. It is unlikely that they will be willing to waste energy preparing participation prizes for some Qi-cultivating monks. In the end, it will be Qingshan Sect itself that will pay for it. However, Qingshan Sect is just a subsidiary sect of Taixu Sect. How can it be the turn of Qingshan Sect to pay for it?

The expenses of building the sky island, entertaining the contestants of the Qianzhou competition, plus the expenses of the participation prizes, this wave will inevitably result in huge losses!

However, Li Yanmo was confused again about the grouping.

Is he a Qi training cultivator at the eleventh level and a foundation building level one and a half? Or is he a foundation building cultivator?
Li Yanmo thought about it and signed up for both groups. At most, he would use his Qi training skills when dealing with Qi training cultivators, and use his foundation building skills when dealing with foundation building cultivators.

On the stage, the elders of Qingshan Sect and Mei Chai Shao were counting the rewards brought by the Taoist sect in front of the Taoist envoy Hong Shang.

While counting, the Great Elder Lin Tian suddenly cried out that there were bugs. He took out the scroll of Disha Magical Power to Take Clouds and opened it. The other elders immediately stepped forward and looked around with wide eyes. After a few breaths, all the elders dispersed with confidence.

Hong Chang's eyes twitched fiercely, "Everyone, this is the reward for the Qianzhou Competition."

"Of course we know! Your Excellency, I'm just worried that some despicable person might want to steal the rewards of this Qianzhou Competition!"

Lin Tian stuffed the scroll into the storage bag with a righteous look on his face. The other elders nodded and took out other magical skills, and looked at them openly. The third elder, who was a sword cultivator, even used his sword to perform the Earth-level sword technique, Ghost Sword Three Slashes, openly.

The original intention of the Taoist sect to hold the Qianzhou Competition was to stimulate the development of the sect, so the magical powers given as rewards can be read repeatedly as the foundation of the sect.

At this time, Mei Chai Shao, who was watching the bean-casting soldiers, also spoke up. He frowned slightly and scolded in a low voice, "Look at you! Sir Envoy, don't worry, I will teach these bastards a lesson right away!"

Hong Chang tilted her head back slightly. She wanted to believe Mei Chai Shao, but Mei Chai Shao seemed to be the least reliable among this group of people.

Facts proved that Hong Chang's intuition was correct. Mei Chai Shao hit each elder on the head and started to lecture them loudly.

"You guys! Don't you know that a good memory is not as good as a bad pen? What's the point of just memorizing them? Go and copy all these magical skills again! Haven't you thought about what would happen if a thief stole these?"

Mei Chai Shao stuffed the scroll of "Sowing Beans into Soldiers" into his sleeve and turned to Hong Chang, bowing, "Master Envoy, do you think I'm right?"

Hong Chang sucked in a breath of cold air and forced a smile, saying, "Ancestor Mei is indeed cautious, but I don't think anyone in Qianzhou can steal these from you, an ancestor of the Fusion Realm."

"Hey - the world is so big, there are all kinds of strange things."

Well - these guys really want to switch the original.

Thinking of Hongxia's instructions, Hongshang could only put on an expression of sudden enlightenment and forcibly ignore the behavior of the Qingshan Sect elder who openly copied the contents of the magical skills.

At this moment, Liu Wuchang put his hands behind his back and suddenly sighed. He looked older. This sigh scared Hong Shang, "Sect Master Liu, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, it's just that the Taoist sect doesn't seem to have prepared any participation prizes. When I think about the Qingshan Sect preparing so many participation prizes, I feel a little tired. If they prepare too little, it will be a disgrace to the Qianzhou Competition and even the Taoist sect. Maybe there won't be so many people coming to the Qianzhou Competition next year. Well, even if we drain all the resources of the Qingshan Sect, our Qingshan Sect will never let anyone look down on the Qianzhou Competition prepared by the Taoist sect. It's just... hey - I don't know if the Qingshan Sect can hold on until the next Qianzhou Competition..." Hong Chang's face gradually darkened, especially at the end, when Liu Wuchang rubbed his thumb and index finger in her direction without any concealment.

"Sect Master Liu, you're joking. This Qianzhou Competition was a joint decision of millions of sects, so it's natural that Qingshan Sect shouldn't shoulder all the expenses. However, this Qianzhou Competition is different from previous ones in both scale and format. So, after the Qianzhou Competition is over, please prepare a detailed, flawless account book. The Dao Sect will verify it, and we'll reimburse all expenses, including the construction of this Sky Island."

Hong Chang emphasized the words "no mistakes" and "verify".

Judging from the current performance of Qingshan Sect, she has every reason to believe that these elders will tamper with the account books and take kickbacks.

"Then I'll have to trouble the Taoist envoy. By the way, I would like to thank the Taoist on behalf of all the disciples of Qingshan Sect," Liu Wuchang bowed.

Hong Chang was stunned, not quite understanding what it meant. At this moment, the sound of mighty footsteps rang out.

Large numbers of cultivators dressed in Qingshan Sect uniforms poured out. Most of them were only at the first or second level of Qi training, and there was a huge age difference between them. The youngest was only eleven or twelve years old, and the oldest was even in his early fifties with white hair on his temples. Their number was so large that they crushed all the aristocratic sects.

"Ahahahaha—to be honest with the Taoist envoy, Qingshan Sect's fortunes have improved this year, and we've accepted many outstanding disciples."

Liu Wuchang laughed loudly, but Shang's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot. She now understood why Qingshan Sect insisted on changing to a point system.

With so many people, the participation points alone are enough to crush other sects and families. If you count the participation prize, Qingshan Sect will definitely make a fortune after this Qianzhou competition. In terms of foundation and resources alone, it can even become a first-class sect in some Zhongzhou.

But now that things have come to this, Hong Shang can't take back her words. The scenes of Mei Chai Shao and Liu Wuchang hanging themselves and wailing seemed like yesterday. There was no need for her to make herself unhappy for a few resources. Anyway, for the Taoist sect, the Qianzhou competition was already a success, so it didn't matter if Qingshan Sect made a small profit.

This was the only way Hong Shang could comfort herself.

In the crowd, a man wrapped in a cloak moved with the crowd, his eyes under the cloak were full of bloodshot and hatred.

"Qingshan Sect... I'll turn your Qianzhou competition upside down!"

As he said this, the young man viciously ate the banana in his hand along with the skin, and after he was done, he raised his right hand high.

He needed strength, he needed the power of revenge! So he had to eat hard, eat all the spiritual fruits of Qingshan Sect, and then use this power to slap Qingshan Sect in the face!

When he thought of the stunned expressions of the elders of Qingshan Sect, he couldn't help but laugh strangely.

"I want some more fruit!"

The spirit bird flying in the sky immediately fell down and threw a durian to the young man.

"..."

Why are you still growing durian?

(End of this chapter)