Junior Sister must ascend this time!

"It's good that Sect Leader Xuan isn't angry." Pu Hengzhi placed a new teacup in his hand. "As for the sword formation..."

"It was all Yan Li and those kids who caused it themselves, I don't know the details very well."

"Yan Li?"

The Xuanming Sect Leader's expression turned even uglier at the mention of that name.

Of all the years he's cultivated, the one who gives him the biggest headache isn't managing the Xuanming Sect or the Demon Clan, but rather Yan Li, an unofficial member of the Chengtian Sect!

At first, he was a pretty good kid, but then his personality suddenly changed drastically. He started arguing with everyone and everything, and he even broke into the Xuanming Sect countless times, each time infuriating the sect leader.

There's nothing we can do about him. Not only is his talent enviable, but he can do everything! He can refine weapons, draw talismans, set up formations... he can do a little bit of everything you can name.

The Xuanming Sect leader finally understood why Changfeng and his group's sword formation had lost. "How does he even know this?"

Pu Hengzhi replied with an expression of utter familiarity, "Yes, he's just that extraordinary."

"But do you want to hear about something even more outrageous?"

Xuanming Sect Leader: "Spit it out... Speak up!"

Pu Hengzhi cleared his throat, it was time to show off again, "What's even more incredible is that Yan Li only taught them that sword formation once, and they practiced it all on their own afterwards, and they also incorporated all the modifications themselves."

"It probably only took about half a month..."

"Snap!"

The teacup in the Xuanming Sect leader's hand was crushed again. What do you mean they only practiced for half a month?! And in those half a month, they not only completely integrated their techniques but also made modifications!

It would take Changfeng and his group at least a month to fully master a sword formation and unleash its maximum power.

Extra practice! Go back and practice extra!!!

Pu Hengzhi wore that infuriating smile, his tone perfectly concerned, "Sect Leader Xuan seems to use up quite a few teacups."

The Xuanming Sect Leader shouted, "Pu Hengzhi! I'll fight you to the death!"

Team competition finals.

Because it was the final, the competition stage was moved to the largest available space to avoid overcrowding.

Despite this, the competition area was packed with people, with every seat filled and even the aisles and steps crowded with people.

Everyone is curious about which sect will win the title of number one this time. Will it be the Golden Jade Sect, which has always been very strong, or the Chengtian Sect, which seems to have been winning all the time?

"It must be the Golden Jade Sect! Shen Qingchen is at the Nascent Soul stage. The scene of him sweeping away five people with a single sword strike was so cool!"

"No! I think it's Chengtian Sect. They can even break the sword formation of Xuanming Sect, and they have almost no defeats in this sect competition. They are full of energy."

"Not only that, Chengtian Sect has the most versatile lineup, including sword cultivators, talisman masters, weapon refiners, and illusionists. I heard that junior sister can also refine pills."

"So what? Do you think the gap between the Nascent Soul stage and the Golden Core stage is so easy to bridge? No matter what kind of master he is, Senior Brother Shen would be sent flying with a single sword strike."

If there was anyone more nervous than the cultivator preparing to go on stage for the competition, it would be the wandering monk and the owner of the betting stall.

That rogue cultivator lingered at the betting stall, refusing to leave until the outcome was decided. "Do you really think the Golden Jade Sect can win? Even the Profound Nether Sect lost."

The stall owner regretted taking his thirty spirit stones for the hundredth time. "What are you talking about? No matter how powerful Chengtian Sect is, can it beat Jinyu Sect? Think about how many times Jinyu Sect has won the championship consecutively!"

"Put your mind at ease and just watch the competition properly, okay?"

The rogue cultivator hesitated for a moment, but finally sat down next to the stall owner.

On the stage, the five members of the Golden Jade Sect stood still, dressed in white robes that were as pure as snow, with golden threads shimmering in the sunlight—how opulent!

As for the five people from Chengtian Sect they faced... only Pei Shubai stood relatively straight; the others leaned against each other, some were crooked, and one even had grass in his mouth, giving off a very nonchalant vibe.

After a moment of silence, the referee announced loudly, "The final team match of this sect competition will be between Chengtian Sect and Jinyu Sect."

"The competition will now begin..."

Before the referee could finish speaking, a huge airship suddenly stopped in mid-air.

"What...what is this? Who is so bold as to cause trouble during the sect's grand competition?"

"Wait, that logo on the flying boat... it looks like the Immortal Alliance!"

"The Immortal Alliance? What are they doing here? This is a competition between sects, it shouldn't have anything to do with the Immortal Alliance."

As they were speaking, the leader of the Immortal Alliance landed with ten elite disciples.

The seven sect leaders quickly stepped down from the stands and personally went forward to greet them.

The leader of the Golden Jade Sect walked at the front, his posture respectful yet dignified. "How could the Alliance Leader condescend to come?"

The alliance leader waved his hand, casually glancing around at the sea of ​​people. "I heard this sect competition is quite exciting, so I brought these few good-for-nothing kids along to watch. Hope this hasn't bothered you?"

The sect leader of Jin Yu Zong laughed and said, "Of course not, please follow me."

The members of the Immortal Alliance were led to the high viewing area. Elder Hu, who was at the very back, deliberately slowed down and searched for something in the crowd.

When he saw Yun Qing standing in the distance, he paused almost imperceptibly, then casually followed the group.

Those elite disciples stood on the stands, each with a calm demeanor and an upright posture like a pine tree.

There was only one thing: their eyes were filled with disdain and arrogance.

"I wonder what the alliance leader brought us here for? It's just a competition between some good-for-nothings, is it really worth coming all this way to watch?"

An elite disciple stood on the stands, arms crossed, his gaze sweeping over the arena with undisguised disdain.

Su Han stood at the very edge, wanting to say something, but given his current status, he decided against it...

"Shut up!"

The elite disciple standing in the middle shouted sternly, seemingly their senior brother, "Watch yourselves, and don't say anything else. Don't forget why we're here."

Purpose? Su Han's ears perked up instantly. They came with a purpose? Why didn't they tell me? I'm an elite disciple too! Does that mean those selected halfway through don't count?

The audience, witnessing this sudden turn of events, began to murmur again.

"Is that the leader of the Immortal Alliance? Who's behind him? They look quite powerful too."

"If I'm not mistaken, those ten should be elite disciples secretly trained by the Immortal Alliance. They've never appeared in formal settings before; I wonder how they ended up at the sect's grand competition."

Why think so much? I guess you're here to learn.

"Who's learning from whom? All the elite disciples are at the Nascent Soul stage, and even the weakest among them are at the late Golden Core stage."

Su Han, whose cultivation level is the lowest: ...Are you guys being polite?