"Today is our Qingyun Sect's centennial ascension conference. We are all disciples of various sects in the world of immortality. I hope everyone will do their best to fight for their own opportunities."
In the vast square of Qingyun Sect, disciples from various sects were bustling and crowded. Zhao Tiande, the leader of the Qingyun Sect, stood on the stage, his face filled with joy.
In the world of immortality, cultivation is the most important thing. Who doesn’t want to become an immortal?
"Now, I declare that the centenary Ascension Conference has officially begun!"
Following his order, all the monks flew towards the audience.
Ye Kai also flew away.
The little sword boy followed closely behind.
In fact, the leader was supposed to be passed down to Ye Kai, but when the old leader was promoted, Ye Kai was too young, so his master Zhao Tiande had to take over the position of leader first and take care of Ye Kai.
"Ouch, Master Ye Kai, please slow down!" The little sword boy who had been following Ye Kai was thrown to his buttocks and hurriedly got up to catch up with Ye Kai.
Ye Kai turned around and smiled, saying: "Don't worry, uncle, I am very strong."
Little Jiantong thought: "What's the use of having a strong body? Without good qualifications, everything is in vain."
After the two fell off the stage, Zhao Tiande on the stage said: "Everyone, please take your seats now!"
Everyone responded and took their seats one after another.
After sitting down, Ye Kai closed his eyes and rested his mind.
The little sword boy on the side asked: "Uncle Master, don't you like this Immortal Ascension Conference?"
Ye Kai opened his eyes and smiled: "It doesn't matter whether you become an immortal or not, as long as you can live happily every day."
For Ye Kai, the Immortal Ascension Conference is not important. He just wants to experience the atmosphere of the immortal world and see the strength of the disciples of various sects. Of course, it would be better if you can make some like-minded friends.
The little sword boy didn't know what Ye Kaixin was thinking, so he couldn't help but rolled his eyes and said to himself: "Just brag, can you still become an immortal like this?"
...
The Ascension Conference begins.
First, the disciples of each sect came to the stage to announce their family status, and then the elders of each sect came to the stage to read out the rules.
"The conference begins now. Whether you can ascend to the next level depends on your luck... First of all, please..."
Suddenly, a sharp roar sounded, and Zhao Tiande soared into the sky, then disappeared into the sky in an instant.
This...is this ascending?
The people present were in an uproar, looking at the direction in which Zhao Dezhu disappeared with envy and hatred.
Zhao Tiande flew thousands of meters high in one breath and finally landed, resting on the branches of a towering tree.
He successfully ascended to the eighth heaven.
Now that Zhao Tiande is gone, who will host the meeting?
Everyone was envious and speculated on who could take over Zhao Tiande's position.
In this way, Ye Kai was pushed to the front of the stage and became the new host of this Immortal Ascension Conference.
No matter how mediocre his qualifications are, he is still the child of the old Qingyun Sect leader, so he still has this right.
"Uncle Master, you can only preside over the conference now." said the little sword boy.
"Yeah!" Ye Kai stood up.
He walked up to the rostrum, looked around at everyone, and said loudly: "Comrades, from now on I am the 250th generation head of the Qingyun Sect. That one, I am twenty-three years old, unmarried, and have no girlfriend..."
"Ahem... Well, those who have the strength should fly up as soon as possible, and those who don't have the strength should work hard, don't waste your good years."
As soon as Ye Kong finished speaking, he could only hear
"call out"
"call out"
"call out"
"call out"
Like flying monkeys, many powerful elders soared into the sky and disappeared into the sky, leaving the young disciples looking at each other in shock.
"...."
Almost in an instant, all the heads of various sects on the stage disappeared, leaving only a group of young disciples with shocked faces.
Where are the people who were there just now?
In the blink of an eye, everyone ran away?
"this........."
Ye Kaixin said: "This ascendant must be too impatient. I haven't even finished speaking yet."
…
The eighth heaven.
Zhao Tiande was sitting on a tree branch, feeling the joy of rising, when he suddenly felt a huge pressure coming towards him.
He suddenly looked up and saw countless figures densely descending in the sky.
"ah-"
Snapped!
Zhao Tiande was firmly covered by the falling figure.
…
The top of a mountain not far from Qingyun Sect.
Two figures were suspended in mid-air.
These two people were originally Zhao Tiande's disciples, Chen Qiushui and Li Changfeng. They were expelled from the house for stealing the secrets of the sect and leaking them to outsiders. They had always held a grudge and wanted to find an opportunity to take revenge.
Chen Qiushui smiled and said: "I can no longer feel the aura of that old guy Zhao Tiande. He has indeed ascended. Now the Qingyun Sect is ours."
Li Changfeng asked in a deep voice: "How many Nascent Soul realm experts are needed to deal with that kid Ye Kai?"
"Hehe, that little kid is only at the seventh level of Qi refining. I can make him surrender with just one little finger." The old man in green said with a smile.
"Hahahaha, God is really helping me."
Li Changfeng laughed loudly, then looked at the old man in green and said: "It's better to choose the day than to hit it. Let's set off now!"
"Set off……"
The two people's bodies swayed and turned into two streams of light and rushed towards the direction of Qingyun Sect.
