The big shots from the three overseas states were indeed rich. They could be said to be extravagant.
The main reason was that the pills sold in Tang Ji Pill Workshop were too amazing, especially the healing pills that could quickly heal injuries.
It was right to invite them in advance because it would bring a considerable profit to Iron Bone Town.
"It's about time."
Jun Changxiao lay on the chair in the study with his feet on the table and said, "Just wait for the disciples to be recruited and promoted to a first-rate sect, then hold the Martial Alliance Conference."
"Right."
"I have to inform the Nine Great Martial Emperors."
The others could choose not to come, but the Nine Great Martial Emperors had to come because they represented the top power of the Falling Star Continent.
Jun Changxiao did not go to rest and hurriedly flew out of the sect. Then, he released his spiritual senses to determine the location of the Nine Great Martial Emperors and went to inform them one by one.
"Jun Patriarch, please rest assured."
In a beautiful place, the Spirit Emperor, who was cultivating in a secret room, said, "When the time comes, I will definitely participate."
After the other Eight Great Martial Emperors received the news, they also expressed that they would participate and secretly said, "The place where I cultivate in seclusion is extremely hidden. How did he find it?"
After everything was settled, Jun Changxiao returned to the sect and saw Lu Qianqian teaching a female disciple who had just entered the sect. A gratified smile appeared on his face.
In fact, he had long seen that this woman had already regarded the sect as her home, but because of her personality, she always seemed out of place. This time, after going to the Taixuan Cave Mansion, it could be said that she had changed from the inside out.
"Senior Sister, was the one who just walked past the Patriarch?"
"Yes."
"Oh my god, so handsome!"
"But why doesn't he have hair?"
Jun Changxiao, who walked to the main hall, almost fell from the top. Then, he angrily walked to the back mountain and entered the space-time secret realm without hesitation. When he came out again, his hair had already reached his waist.
…
A month later.
Under the leadership of the Ning brothers, the disciple recruitment began again.
Because of the previous publicity, there were more young boys and girls participating in the assessment than before. Among them was the World Defying Sacred Sect's Young Patriarch, Ao Wushuang.
Of course.
After he left the sect, his identity as the Young Patriarch was gone. Now, he was nothing more than an ordinary examinee.
"Sect of All Times!"
After walking down the long stairs, Ao Wushuang stopped at the entrance of the mountain. Looking at the red gate with the plaque 'The Strongest Sect of All Time', Ao Wushuang clenched his fist and said, "I'm here! I will definitely pass the test! "
"Ao Wushuang, Young Master Ao, right?" Ning Duxing called him over and said, "Because of your special identity, you need to go through a special assessment arranged by the Patriarch. Please enter the Sect of All Times first."
Special assessment?
Ao Wushuang frowned slightly, got up, walked into the sect, and stopped proudly in the martial arts arena.
In front of the main hall, Jun Changxiao casually placed his hands on the railing and said with a smile, "You're here?"
"Jun Patriarch!"
Ao Wushuang puffed out his chest and said, "Please begin the test!"
After being brutally thrashed by Ye Xingchen at the Dragon-Tiger Battle for Hegemony, he had come to realize his limits. However, his pride and arrogance still remained!
They were young people after all.
As long as he was not blindly self-righteous, it was normal for him to be arrogant.
Jun Changxiao said, "Since you can participate in the Dragon-Tiger Battle for Hegemony, it means that you have the aptitude and cultivation. Therefore, the test will not follow the tradition, but …"
"Snap!"
He snapped his fingers.
"Stomp! Stomp! "
Dozens of disciples of the Sect of All Times walked into the martial arts arena and lined up in a row, exuding an unyielding aura.
Jun Changxiao said, "You can choose any three and fight three rounds. As long as you don't fall after 15 minutes in each round, you will pass the test."
"So simple?"
"So simple."
Ao Wushuang's eyes flashed with a trace of astonishment. Then, he looked at the group of disciples cautiously and said, "They must be very strong?"
They were not very strong. They only sent out Li Tiantian, Sima Zhongda, Lin Jianghang, and other non-core disciples.
Others might not know, but the readers knew that this was definitely the second strongest team of the Sect of All Times. No matter who that guy chose, it was destined to be a tragedy.
"Jun Patriarch!"
Ao Wushuang said solemnly, "Can I choose Ye Xingchen?"
Jun Changxiao said, "Why choose him?"
"Because …"
Ao Wushuang clenched his fists and said, "I will get back up from where I fell!"
"Okay."
Jun Changxiao said loudly, "I will fulfill your request."
"Xingchen!"
"Come out and receive your guest!"
…
Main Peak.
In the martial arts arena.
Ye Xingchen walked over with a cold and arrogant expression. His eyebrows were full of displeasure.
He was unhappy.
He was extremely unhappy!
Because a piece of trash who was defeated in the Dragon-Tiger Battle for Hegemony and whose cultivation did not improve much actually took the initiative to challenge him. Am I very weak? Am I very free?
Seeing Ye Xingchen walk over, Ao Wushuang's forehead gradually became sweaty. His hands and legs were trembling, and he could not bear to look back on the past.
Night Emperor had traumatized him, but why did he still want to challenge him? Because he wanted to break the barrier and get back on his feet!
"Come on!"
Ao Wushuang summoned his courage and shouted.
"Boom!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Ye Xingchen strode over and slammed his hand down on the other party's face.
"…"
Li Qingyang, Xiao Ziji, and the others shook their heads helplessly.
"Boom! Boom! Boom! "
The explosion sounded in the martial arts arena. Spiritual energy rippled out, blowing away the surrounding pebbles and sand.
After a few minutes, Ye Xingchen finally stopped and threw Ao Wushuang to the edge of the arena as if he was throwing trash. He said calmly, "Patriarch, can I go and cultivate now?"
"Go."
Ye Xingchen left.
"Wait … Wait a minute …" However, before he left the arena, Ao Wushuang's weak voice came. He struggled to stand up and said with his head covered in blood, "I … I haven't lost yet!"
Li Qingyang and the others were surprised.
He was beaten so badly by his junior brother, but he could still stand up!
"Boom!"
Suddenly, the sound of an explosion was heard again.
Ye Xingchen appeared in front of Ao Wushuang and punched him in the abdomen.
"Plop!"
Under the powerful explosion, Ao Wushuang was blown away and fell outside the arena. He knelt on the ground in pain and vomited blood.
I lost.
I still lost.
Ao Wushuang leaned back with a hideous face.
He was unwilling to admit defeat, but he knew that the gap between him and the guy was too big. He would be lucky if he could withstand a few attacks, let alone win.
His vision suddenly darkened. Jun Changxiao walked in front of him and said, "When you challenge Ye Xingchen, you have to fall from the same place you fell from."
Ao Wushuang forced a smile and said, "I … don't regret it …"
"Qingyang."
Jun Changxiao said, "Take him to the Medical Peak for treatment."
"Yes, sir!"
Li Qingyang ran over and carried the wounded Ao Wushuang on his shoulder.
However, when he was about to leave, he heard the Patriarch add, "Don't forget to distribute the sect's handbook and uniforms."
"Understood!"
Li Qingyang whispered, "Junior Brother, hurry up and thank the Patriarch."
"Thank you … Patriarch!" Ao Wushuang said while suppressing his injuries. Perhaps he was in a good mood, he fainted.
…
The recruitment for this month ended smoothly.
As the requirements were lowered, there were as many as five to six thousand new disciples.
Jun Changxiao first exchanged the excess contribution points for various martial arts resources, then rubbed his hands and said, "When we have 100,000 new disciples, the sect's promotion to first-class and the Martial Alliance Conference can be held at the same time!"
The System sighed. "Unknowingly, the sect has grown from one person to almost 100,000. Time passes so quickly."
"Yes!"
Jun Changxiao said excitedly, "The soul-bound bomb is finally going to be defused!"
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