After my Daoist partners broke off their engagement, they pledged their loyalty to me!

For Zhou Peng, if he revealed his cousin Zhou Long's identity, he would definitely lose all his spirit stones.

However, he failed to grasp the situation at the scene.

He had no choice but to speak up!

Seeing that he was not cooperating, Jiang Lin stomped on his ankle and shattered his ankle joint!

Excruciating pain and soul-wrenching screams escaped Zhou Peng's lips, and he immediately begged for mercy.

"Zhou Long...it's Zhou Long!"

"Zhou Long ordered me to do this! Spare me! Spare me!"

Zhou Peng gasped for breath as he looked at Jiang Lin in horror.

He seemed to have a premonition of something.

"Spare you?"

"sure."

Jiang Lin withdrew his foot.

Zhou Peng was taken aback. He had only begged for mercy on his own, but he didn't expect Jiang Lin to actually let him go.

Don't let him get a chance, otherwise he'll make Jiang Lin pay for everything that happened today!

Unfortunately……

The next moment, Jiang Lin's voice rang in his ears again: "But there's no chance in this life, maybe in the next!"

Then he only saw Jiang Lin kick him again. His vision went black, he felt a sharp pain in his neck, his head turned to the side, he stopped breathing, but his eyes were still open!

Murder!

Perhaps because he had transmigrated to a fantasy world where strength reigns supreme, Jiang Lin only felt slightly uncomfortable after killing someone for the first time, and quickly returned to normal.

"If I don't kill you, you will kill me."

"So you should just die."

"I..." Jiang Lin's gaze sharpened, "I don't want to die yet!"

The safety of the servant disciples is only guaranteed in the servant cave and the mine.

We left those two places.

If you're dead, you're dead.

After all, the servants weren't even disciples of the Misty Holy Land; they were no different from cattle and sheep being raised in captivity.

Only outer disciples are considered part of the Misty Holy Land.

This is a remote place at the foot of the Refining Peak; it's perfectly normal for a menial disciple to die here.

First small goal: to get revenge on the head servants, accomplished!

"With the strength competition approaching, Zhou Long shouldn't dare to cause trouble, otherwise he wouldn't have only sent the menial disciples to do it."

"However, we must not be careless."

Jiang Lin quickly headed towards the miscellaneous goods market.

After the last time, Zhao Yishu came again the next day and provided him with 20 points of Chaos Energy. He now has a total of 40 points of Chaos Energy, which allows him to synthesize a wide variety of things.

He planned to go to the miscellaneous goods market again, get everything he needed done in one go, and then not come out again.

Quietly await the start of the competition of strength.

As it turned out, Jiang Lin's decision was correct.

He stayed in the servants' quarters area, and everything was peaceful.

Zhou Peng's death didn't even cause a ripple.

Zhao Yishu came for two more days in between.

Every time, Jiang Lin would torment her quite a bit, and she would contribute her chaotic energy to him.

Each time, Zhou Long would come with her and wait outside the mine. If it weren't for the upcoming strength competition, Zhou Long would probably have lost his patience and would have personally stepped in to find an opportunity to teach Jiang Lin a lesson!

He had already considered Jiang Lin as dead in his heart.

Once the competition was over, he couldn't resist taking action himself, even at the risk of being punished by the sect's stewards!

And so, after Jiang Lin hid away to develop his strength for a period of time, the overall strength of the disciples in the Misty Holy Land began to increase significantly.

The competition for the strength of the miscellaneous disciples was held in an exceptionally large competition square, where there were over 100,000 miscellaneous disciples in the entire Misty Holy Land!

Disciples from various immortal peaks within the Holy Land, including the Weapon Refining Peak, Alchemy Peak, Spirit Talisman Peak, and Spirit Array Peak, all came. Their cultivation talents were all at the first or second rank.

Some of the older handyman disciples were eager to get started.

Compared to the younger handyman disciples, the older ones had some spiritual cultivation.

As long as you can stand out and enter the top ten, you can solve the problem of toxins in your body in advance and officially become an outer disciple of the Holy Land!

That's right, it's not just the miscellaneous servants of the weapon-refining peak.

The other disciples from the other immortal peaks also had toxins in their bodies; these were the price they paid to activate their cultivation talents in the Misty Holy Land.

If you don't have enough talent, you can only rely on time to persevere!

Having endured this long, I thought that at most I would be able to leave the holy land after successfully curing the poison, and return to the mortal world to live a good life with my spiritual cultivation.

Now that they have a chance to detoxify ahead of time and be promoted to outer disciples, they're definitely going to fight for it!

The Great Square was divided into one hundred areas.

Each servant has their own random jade token.

The number on the jade pendant that Jiang Lin received was 9527.

A jade pendant with special significance.

Each venue has an outer disciple whose cultivation has reached the ninth level of the Qi Gathering Realm serving as a referee.

"quiet!"

"The Grand Elder of the Outer Sect has arrived!"

The speaker's spiritual cultivation was quite profound.

The sound contained a surge of spiritual energy that rippled outwards.

Even if there are hundreds of thousands of servants and disciples in the huge square, everyone can still hear this voice.

"This cultivation level, is it the Yuan Dan realm? Or the Qi Hai realm?"

Jiang Lin, standing in the crowd, sighed inwardly.

And as the person's voice faded away.

Everyone could see that in the distance, an old man with white eyebrows stood on a flying sword and slowly descended.

This is the Grand Elder of the Outer Sect, Chang Hong!

All the miscellaneous disciples, outer disciples, outer deacons, outer elders, and so on, were under his jurisdiction.

Chang Hong, dressed in a long blue robe, opened his eyes while on the flying sword.

A spiritual thought emanated from him and spread outwards.

All the servant disciples could feel a pang of fear.

Including Jiang Lin.

"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

The outer sect elders who arrived early were extremely respectful.

The outer disciple who was acting as referee also bowed and paid his respects.

The servants followed suit.

"Greetings, Grand Elder!"

The voices of hundreds of thousands of people soared to the heavens.

It gives people a profound emotional impact and a sense of awe!

This scene stirred a surge of excitement within Jiang Lin!

"Damn, being bowed to by so many people at the same time... one day when I'm strong enough, I'll experience that feeling too!"

Chang Hong withdrew his spiritual senses and nodded with a smile: "This year marks the first reform of the outer sect of our Misty Holy Land."

"The rules of the skill competition are very simple: one hundred competition venues will be randomly assigned to two opponents, and whoever is called will go up."

"You have only one goal: defeat the enemy!"

"The disciple who manages to secure a top-three finish will receive an extra gift from me. Alright, let's begin!"

As Chang Hong finished speaking.

Several outer sect elders responded in unison, "Understood."

Soon, the opponents for the first round of random assignments were determined.

On the jade token Jiang Lin received, opposite the number 9527, appeared a number: 666. This was Jiang Lin's opponent in the first round.

at the same time.

A line of small characters appeared below the jade plaque, telling Jiang Lin that his competition venue was the sixty-sixth group in venue number six.

Jiang Lin's lips twitched. Had he really stirred up trouble today? He'd run into so many troublemakers all at once!

Everyone around is looking for their rival.

To know the strength of one's opponent and whether one is confident in defeating them.

However, in this competition of strength among the menial disciples, most people were destined to be just there to make up the numbers.

After all, everyone here has first- or second-grade cultivation talent.

Most of them are at the first, second, or third level of Qi Gathering Realm, and a large portion of them don't even have any spiritual power cultivation; they just have a little strength and combat skills.

When these people take the stage, it's basically a battle of noobs.

Jiang Lin arrived at venue number six.

Looking up, the two sides in the first battle of field number six had already started fighting. Neither of them had any spiritual power cultivation; they were just weaklings fighting each other with their bare bodies.