Mortals, and even my disciple Han Li, don't mess with me!

After fooling Han Li away, Wu Yun returned to his cave.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Luoyun Sect will undoubtedly emerge victorious in this Three Sects Sword Trial Tournament.

Moreover, the top ten disciples will inevitably be the most numerous.

After all, in the original storyline, four disciples from the Luoyun Sect made it into the top ten.

Now with Wu Yun added, there are a total of five spots available.

Although the competition hasn't started yet, Wu Yun is determined to win first place and obtain the Spirit Stabilizing Pill.

The second is Meng Di from the Ancient Sword Sect. This guy has the Nine Spirits Sword Body, and it's difficult for ordinary Foundation Establishment cultivators to be his match.

Originally, it was in first place, but with Wu Yun's arrival this time, it can only be ranked second.

The prize for the champion is the Spirit Stabilizing Pill. If it weren't for the Spirit Stabilizing Pill, Wu Yun wouldn't have bothered to compete for first place.

But now that we have it, we absolutely cannot let it go.

Otherwise, getting it again would be troublesome, almost impossible.

As for the third, it should be a female disciple of the Hyakuchoin.

Fourth is Sun Huo, a descendant of Sun Ergou from their Luoyun Sect.

He has some connection with Han Li.

Wu Yun doesn't know the names of the next few, but the last two on the list must be Han Li and another undercover agent, Du Dong.

These two are definitely ranked ninth and tenth, but it's unknown where Mu Peiling will rank.

Anyway, they're sure to make it into the top ten, which means that the Luoyun Sect will occupy half of the top ten spots among these three sects.

Of course, this is also the best outcome!

As for what might happen along the way, no one can guarantee it.

The next day, early in the morning, seven or eight Core Formation stage cultivators gathered in a pavilion on the main peak of the Luoyun Sect, vying for the spot to lead a team.

This is completely different from the past. In the past, people would pass the buck and no one wanted to lead the team, so as not to lose face and be ridiculed by the Core Formation elders of the other two factions.

But this time, it was a fierce competition, with everyone seemingly risking their lives to secure the spot to lead the team.

Because of Wu Yun's presence this time, these Core Formation elders were all looking forward to a triumphant moment.

If we miss this opportunity, we don't know if we'll have another chance in the future, so naturally we don't want to miss it.

That's why the competition is so fierce; even though the competition ended two days ago, the team leader position still hasn't been decided.

The elderly man in blue robes sitting in the main seat was also quite troubled by this.

In the past, it was a headache, and when no one wanted to go, who should be sent?

Now the problem is, with everyone wanting to go, who should we send?

After all, the Core Formation stage elders present had all given him instructions, both openly and secretly.

Some even offered gifts, just to get the chance to lead the team.

But he still couldn't choose a leader, because it was really difficult to choose.

The main point is that Wu Yun, who is in charge this time, is very likely to win the first place among the three factions.

Unlike before, we won't be ranked last, losing to both the Ancient Sword Sect and the Hundred Crafts Academy, which was a huge disgrace.

Therefore, such an opportunity to hold one's head high is a once-in-a-millennium chance for these elders and peak masters, and they absolutely cannot miss it.

Just as he was having a headache, a burst of fire rushed into the attic and landed in his hand, turning into a sound transmission talisman.

After hearing the contents of the transmission talisman, the old man in the blue robe finally relaxed his tightly furrowed brows.

He then recounted what had happened.

"Uncle-Master Cheng has ordered that the leaders of this team be Junior Brother Duan from Fire Cloud Peak, Junior Sister Song from White Phoenix Peak, and Junior Brother Yu."

Upon hearing this, the other elders and peak masters in the pavilion, who were at the Core Formation stage, were also intrigued.

He immediately lost all interest in competing and his face turned quite ugly.

Besides the fact that he no longer had the chance to hold his head high, he also couldn't be with Song Yu, the most beautiful junior sister in the Luoyun Sect.

It would be strange if they were in a good mood to miss such a once-in-a-millennium opportunity.

"Alright, although this is a rare opportunity, my fellow disciples don't need to go to such lengths. There might be other opportunities in the future."

The old man in the blue robe smiled and reassured him.

If it weren't for his status, he would have preferred to go. He had led teams countless times before, and each time he returned defeated and humiliated.

He had finally gotten such a chance to show off, but he couldn't go because of his status, which was a real pity for him.

However, he still had to publicly comfort his other junior brothers.

"Senior brother, why didn't you tell me beforehand that Junior Sister Song was going too?"

One of the monks, whose face was round, couldn't help but ask further.

"If I had told you, you probably would have fought to the death just now. How could I possibly tell you? Besides, the condition for Junior Sister Song leading the team this time is that it cannot be revealed to anyone else. Otherwise, given Junior Sister's temperament, how could she easily leave the sect?"

At this point, the old man in the blue robe said with a hint of dissatisfaction.

His words made the round-faced cultivator's expression even more unpleasant.

Because he really wanted to get his revenge, but unfortunately, he didn't get a chance.

"Senior brother, do you really think that with Junior Nephew Wu Yun's strength, he has a real chance of winning first place this time? In recent years, besides cultivation, his favorite thing to do is to take on disciples. Not only on Tianquan Peak where he is, but also on several other peaks, there are quite a few Qi Refining stage disciples who have become his disciples. If he were outside, he could almost start his own sect."

"Moreover, his disciple was among the disciples selected by the sect this time. I heard that he went to great lengths to ensure that his disciple passed the assessment. I really don't know what he was thinking."

In the end, the middle-aged man had a look of mixed amusement and exasperation on his face.

Clearly, they were speechless and helpless about Wu Yun's actions.

"There shouldn't be any problem. Five years ago, Junior Nephew Wu Yun, with his mid-Foundation Establishment cultivation, used his seven flying swords to kill five late-Foundation Establishment demonic cultivators in one go, shocking the entire cultivation world of Xi Kingdom."

"This is enough to prove that his strength is far beyond that of an ordinary late-stage Foundation Establishment cultivator. Even if the disciple of the Ancient Sword Sect with the Nine Spirits Sword Body has also advanced to the late-stage Foundation Establishment, it would probably not be an easy task for him to defeat his junior nephew Wu Yun."

After a moment's thought, the old man in the blue robe recounted Wu Yun's great achievements.

"That being said, he gave most of his seven top-tier flying swords to his disciples. Could it be that he forged another set?"

The middle-aged man still seemed somewhat uneasy.

As the first Foundation Establishment cultivator of the Luoyun Sect, Wu Yun's every move and every little thing he did was under the watchful eyes of these elders.

"With his abilities, there shouldn't be any problem. Besides, if he wasn't confident, he would definitely ask us for top-tier magic artifacts."

The old man in the blue robe said calmly.

As soon as he finished speaking, a man's voice rang out from outside the door.

"Reporting to Master, my fellow martial uncles, and Senior Brother Wu Yun, I request an audience!"

"He's here! Why is he here? Could he really be here to ask for the magical artifact?"

Upon hearing this, the elders and peak masters of the Falling Cloud Sect in the Core Formation stage in the pavilion looked at each other in bewilderment. Only the old man in blue robes spoke with a slightly embarrassed expression.

"Ahem, let him in!"