In the main hall of Lingyun Peak, Elder Suyin of Danyin Sect pointed at Murong Chuxue and said angrily,
"Murong Chuxue, you are too arrogant!"
Murong Chuxue sneered and looked at her with contempt.
"I'm just arrogant, so what do you think?"
Elder Suyin was choked by her and was speechless. After all, Su Changluo, you can still reason with him, but Murong Chuxue didn't give you a chance to speak at all!
However, as they are both powerful deity cultivators, they are no match for sword cultivators as alchemy cultivators.
So Suyin could only walk away.
Murong Chuxue glanced at the elders in the hall and said calmly,
"Elders who feel that the rules of the sect conference are unfair can write down the rules and make up their own rules. After discussion, we will follow your rules. If we lose again, don't blame me, Murong Chuxue, for not giving me face."
When she said this, no one raised any objection.
It’s a joke, the first battle was indeed a matter of luck.
But in terms of bad luck, absolutely no one has worse luck than Sang Luo and Lin Qinghan.
But if the other disciples encountered the Moon Demon, the master of the Demon Sect, and the powerful Nascent Soul, would they be able to have the kind of fortune they had?
If you propose the regulations yourself and lose again, will you lose the sect’s face?
Then everyone fell silent, Murong Chuxue looked at Shang Shixu,
"Your uncle is not here, and Lu Huaizhi also has to participate in the competition. You will handle the internal affairs of Xuanyuan Sect. If this happens again, please come to me directly."
Shang Shixuan nodded.
"Yes, Master."
Murong Chuxue's figure disappeared into the hall.
Shang Shixu was silent for a long time and then began to hand over his hands to several elders who transformed themselves into gods.
"If several elders have objections, they can propose changes to the competition process and rules."
Actually, he's not very good at these things.
But at this moment, Lu Huaizhi was preparing for the big competition, and the master took action directly. As the acting sect leader, he could only come out to fight with these people.
But just these few days when he was managing Xuanyuan Sect, Shang Shixu was already rejoicing.
Fortunately, I am Master's disciple, not Uncle Changluo's.
Otherwise it will be annoying to death!
As for Sang Luo, he didn't have as many worries as Shang Shixu.
She was thinking about how to improve her cultivation, break through the golden elixir, and enter the Nascent Soul stage.
There is still more than half a month left before the second Canglan Sea Demon Slayer Battle, and it is definitely unrealistic to go down the mountain and find a Nascent Soul to fight with now.
But who can give her a fight for enlightenment?
How about another fight with Lin Qinghan?
But after only hesitating for a while, there was a lot of movement from Xuefeng Peak.
The forum exploded, and so did the disciples of the seven sects in Xuanyuan Sect.
"Quick, go and see, Lin Qinghan has gone to find the Changli Sword Master to inquire about the sword!"
"Damn, you are so brave, asking the Sword Master to ask about the sword?!"
"Don't talk nonsense. According to the regulations of the seven major sects, during the competition, you can challenge the elders of each sect, including the elders of Huashen."
"I heard that Lin Qinghan has reached the threshold of Nascent Soul during this experience and is just a little short of being able to conceive a baby. He must want to feel the Sword Master's sword intention!"
The next moment the man finished speaking, a blue dragon transformed from ice emerged from the top of Snowfall Peak and soared straight into the sky.
The next moment, Changli Sword Lord raised his hand and transformed into a sword energy, heading straight towards Canglong.
Compared with the huge Canglong, that sword energy seemed insignificant.
But at the moment when the sword energy touched Canglong's eyebrows, the huge dragon body instantly disintegrated.
Lin Qinghan raised the Immortal Sword to block, but it was already too late.
Third update~
(End of chapter)
