I picked up the scattered attributes

Feng Xia glanced at the fox demon who had become so familiar with him back in the Demon Emperor's Tomb, and still felt a bit of a headache: "Besides, this guy is just a combat puppet. It was made like this to better confuse the enemy. What's with you, a pet, fighting over a mountain-guarding puppet?"

Bang bang!

Bai Xiao immediately flicked its tail, creating a gust of demonic wind, and forcefully struck Jing Qian in the chest.

The next moment, a violent shockwave came from behind, accompanied by a clanging sound of metal clashing against metal. The big white fox was sent flying backward on the spot!

However, her voice sounded quite happy, and could be heard clearly from afar.

"Haha, it really is hard! It's actually hard! So this thing really is a combat puppet! Then I can finally rest assured!"

"This guy……"

At the same time, the Grand Elder and others, who had been alerted by Feng Xia and had come out of seclusion, instantly surrounded Jing Qian.

"Amazing, truly amazing!" The Grand Elder, wearing non-prescription glasses, looked shocked and full of admiration. "As expected of a combat puppet crafted by the Sect Leader, it looks so delicate, but I have a feeling that anyone who attacks this puppet will suffer a terrible fate!"

"My sword spirit is also trembling slightly. Just what is the strength of this puppet?"

Sixth Elder Liu Chuanyuan stroked his small mustache, his expression solemn and shocked, but he couldn't help but marvel at Feng Xia's methods: "With the sect leader's treasure-refining skills, it's no exaggeration to call him the best in the world. Even the Gong family of the Eastern Emperor Continent is probably far inferior to the sect leader!"

Nowadays, in Qianqiu Valley, reaching the peak of the Yuan Dan realm and comprehending the sword soul has become the standard requirement for elders.

Ironically, this combat puppet looked small and adorable, seemingly harmless, but just standing there brought them considerable pressure.

It's easy to imagine what would happen once this puppet actually makes its move...

It will definitely be earth-shattering!

"Is this the sect leader's method?"

"This combat puppet, such a pretty young girl, is it used to guard the mountain gate?"

At this moment, several rather unfamiliar faces also spoke up, appearing somewhat reserved.

Etc., etc!

Is there something wrong with what you're saying?!

Jing Qian finally sensed something was wrong.

Feng Xia looked at them curiously for a few moments, and the Sixth Elder, Liu Chuanyuan, immediately understood and explained, "It's like this. As the scale of Qianqiu Valley continues to expand, not only is the number of disciples increasing, but the number of stewards and elders is also increasing. Otherwise, it would be impossible to manage so many people."

"These seven fellow Daoists are the newly promoted elders of the sect when you went to the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons. In addition, we have several guest elders who are scattered in various properties and are not in the sect at the moment."

"My name is Qiu Hesong. Greetings, Sect Leader."

"My name is Wei Si, and I greet the Sect Leader."

"Under..."

"So that's it."

Feng Xia nodded in realization.

As the sect expands, this kind of thing is almost inevitable!

What surprised him slightly was that there were seven newly promoted elders, five of whom were women, and even the weakest one was already on the verge of reaching the Sword Soul Realm!

"Ok?"

Feng Xia glanced around, then his gaze suddenly fixed on one of the elders, and his eyes narrowed instantly.

Sensing Feng Xia's gaze, the newly appointed elder nervously shrank back.

"Master...Master?"

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Chapter 0664

"It's you?"

Feng Xia raised her eyebrows slightly.

At this moment, the person he was targeting was a plump old man with white hair and beard, ruddy complexion, and a kind and cheerful appearance.

Feeling Feng Xia's gaze, the fat old man's heart skipped a beat, but he still managed a trembling smile:

"Sect Leader, are you calling me?"

"They're calling you."

Feng Xia looked him over a few more times, and after confirming that it was him, she felt both annoyed and amused.

Seeing this, the Sixth Elder, Liu Chuanyuan, couldn't help but wary: "Sect Leader, could it be that..."

He instantly thought of the worst-case scenario...

This plump, fair-skinned elder might be a pawn sent by the enemy!

Today, their understanding of this world is no longer limited to the corner of Xuanwu Kingdom. Liu Chuanyuan knows very well that the entire Western Regions continent has been wiped out by the sect leader, and the only enemy at present... comes from the other side of the vast East Sea!

Given that Qianqiu Valley is currently expanding, it's not impossible that some unscrupulous individuals might sneak in.

What truly alarmed him was...

Have the enemy already infiltrated the elders' ranks so quickly?!

"me……"

As Feng Xia's smile grew brighter and brighter, the plump elder's face grew increasingly grim. He trembled violently, sweat pouring down his face, forming a shallow puddle beneath him.

Without a second thought, Feng Xia raised his hand and said, "Pervert Number One, beat him up."

Jing Qian: "???"

What the hell does this have to do with me?!

However, while he was still cursing Feng Xia in his mind, his body was quite honest as he rushed out, raised a small fist, and smashed it hard into the elder's stomach!

"This...this is my fist?! So small, so white, so slender..."

When Jing Qian saw his own fist, he almost screamed.

Is this really me?!

However, his ability to speak was still locked, so he could only throw punches in silence. After a few blows, the plump old man let out a miserable scream, and a thick cloud of blood mist suddenly rose from his body!

bang——

The sound, like a morning bell and evening drum, spread in all directions in an instant. Even with the cultivation levels of Liu Chuanyuan, Lei Shao, and others, their blood and qi stagnated for a moment!

The elders were utterly horrified: "What kind of monster is this Elder Mu?!"

That blood mist was clearly not real blood, but a manifestation of some kind of supernatural phenomenon. The drumbeats that made flesh and blood wither and die also faintly revealed a tragic and murderous aura!

This is completely different from Elder Mu's usual cheerful and kind-hearted image.

"Stop hitting him! Stop hitting him! The old man's back is going to break!"

But the next moment, they heard Elder Mu's screams from within the blood mist, a scream that would break the hearts of all who heard it and bring tears to their eyes!

Everyone froze on the spot: "This..."

"Mu Chen, it's only been a short time, and you've already become an elder of Qianqiu Valley? You seem to be living a good life." Feng Xia said with a half-smile, his hands behind his back.

If the other elders couldn't see it, how could Feng Xia not see it?

This Elder Mu is none other than Ancestor Mu Chen!

After some time apart, Ancestor Muchen's strength has improved again. Compared to when he was in the Kingdom of Ten Thousand Demons, he is significantly stronger. Clearly, he has found the right way to cultivate.

The only problem is...

The old ancestor of the Twilight Clan's lazy, gluttonous, and greedy nature has not changed even a little bit to this day!

In just a few days, he had secretly become an elder of Qianqiu Valley, and was now freeloading right under his nose!

"What the hell is this? It hurts so much! Help! Big brother! Senior! Great immortal! Please have mercy on me, I'm dying of pain!"

The true form of Ancestor Muchen is a drum that is suspected to be of divine level. Its defensive power is astonishing, and as he continues to tap into his potential, this terrifying defensive power is increasing day by day!

Rather...

He encountered a pervert!

Oh, I ran into Jing Qian.

Jing Qian's true form is a real god. Even though the battle puppet is not a god's incarnation, its divine bones, blood, skin, and so on are all genuine "divine materials"!

If we set aside the still-dormant butcher's knife and the divine sword left behind seven hundred years ago, the current Pervert Number One Combat Puppet can almost be called the strongest offensive weapon in Thousand Autumn Valley!

In comparison, the true form of Ancestor Muchen might be the strongest defensive artifact.

As the saying goes, when two strong forces meet, one of them will surely be defeated...

"Hmph, so this is the strongest sect in Xuanwu Kingdom that you mentioned? How ridiculous."

A cold laugh suddenly came from outside Qianqiu Valley.

Moreover, as if afraid that people would not hear him clearly, there was a trace of magic mixed in with his sneer, which spread throughout the vast Thousand Autumn Valley in an instant!

Feng Xia raised her eyebrows again and looked in the direction from which the sound came.

The first thing that catches the eye is the familiar ancient king's chariot. Emperor Xuanwu, Mo Lianque, sits helplessly on the front of the chariot, holding a long whip. Unlike before when he drove the ancient king's chariot to fight the enemy, this time he is actually sitting outside the carriage as the coachman!