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Chapter 465

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Since he didn't want to go out, as a gentleman, Teacher Guo couldn't force him to come out. He could only hold it in and smile.

"Since the Third Young Master Shen isn't in the mood, I'll ask Miss Chu to pass on the inner city reward."

The Abandoned Sword Villa had indeed made a great contribution to the crisis in the outer city, so the inner city reward was generous.

First of all, it was a huge amount of gold and silver. In the Seven Wounds World, dragon gold was the most expensive. One tael of dragon gold could be exchanged for one thousand taels of purple gold, which was enough to be called rich. This time, the inner city gave out one thousand taels of dragon gold, which could be considered a generous reward.

The rest of the rewards were various herbs, treasures, secret manuals, and so on. At the same time, it also greatly increased the merit points of the Abandoned Sword Villa, elevating it to a fourth-level sect.

This was expected, and the Abandoned Sword Villa became the first fourth-level sect in the outer city.

But what happened next was very strange.

Fourth-level sects were supposed to be directly recruited into the inner city, and at the same time, find a foothold in the inner city. This was determined by the rules of King City.

But this time, the reward didn't include summoning the Abandoned Sword Villa into the inner city and choosing a foothold. Shen Zhenyi himself didn't care, but the onlookers were extremely surprised.

"What's going on? Not allowing the Third Young Master Shen to enter the inner city?"

"After being promoted to a fourth-level sect, it's only right and proper for him to enter the inner city. Why didn't they mention this?"

"Then they should at least give him a foothold. Don't tell me the fourth-level sect is still holed up here?"

"That's a good thing for us, but I don't think the Third Young Master Shen will do it!"

Everyone was talking about it, and someone asked Guo Song, "Teacher, what's going on? Is the inner city dissatisfied with the Third Young Master Shen? "

Guo Song was a little embarrassed. Of course, he could roughly guess what the inner city officials were thinking, but he couldn't say it clearly. He could only vaguely say, "The Abandoned Sword Villa has leveled up too quickly, and I'm afraid that its foundation is not stable. If it enters the inner city too early, it will be detrimental to its growth. Therefore, after comprehensive consideration, the Inner City Government decided to allow the Abandoned Sword Villa to participate in the year-end competition. After the competition, they can officially enter the Inner City. Wouldn't that be a win-win situation for everyone? "

When everyone heard this, they felt that it made sense. However, someone hesitated and said, "Currently, there are no third-grade sects in the Nineteen Outer Cities. Even if there are, they are far from being a match for the Third Young Master Shen and the Abandoned Sword Villa. He is now a fourth-grade sect, and this year-end competition is just a formality. Is it really necessary? "

There was really someone who wanted to get to the bottom of things …

Guo Song felt a burst of irritation, but he did not show it on his face. He smiled and said, "The inner city will send a few big sects to be the opponent of the Third Young Master Shen."

This was actually a deliberate suppression.

The promotion of the outer city's sects was a matter of course. Why would there be a need for the inner city's sects to test them? Weren't they deliberately not letting him pass?

Although the inner city's spirit energy was not denser, the resources, martial arts, and even the cultivation environment were much better than the outer city's. Otherwise, there would be no need for everyone to sharpen their minds and squeeze into the inner city.

People with the same aptitude could have a world of difference in their achievements if they lived in the inner city and the outer city. After living in the inner city for a few years, the improvement of the same sect would be much greater than in the outer city.

Of course, they had to pay a high price, but the qualitative change could be seen clearly.

Shen Zhenyi, who was in the villa, had also heard the news.

He was indifferent. He slowly got up from the bathtub, put on a white robe, and walked out leisurely.

"The year-end competition it is."

Although time was tight, it was not calculated in days, months, or even years.

"Anyway, when we enter the inner city and choose a sect, we have to plan slowly."

Shen Zhenyi was not in a hurry. "After we are promoted to a fourth-grade sect, we can invite more disciples. Arrange for someone to go."

"Yes."

Princess Long nodded at the door, then said hesitantly, "The day before yesterday, Eldest Young Master took the initiative to ask me for help. He said that this time the sect will definitely be promoted and will soon summon the disciples in the wilderness. His cultivation is already crippled, so he can't contribute anything to the Abandoned Sword Villa. He is willing to run errands and lead disciples into the city. I don't know if Master will agree? "

After Shen Baihe came to the nineteen outer city, Shen Zhenyi and the three female disciples turned a blind eye to him and treated him like air. They did not expect him to take the initiative to volunteer.

"He still dares to talk to you?"

Cynanchum Chinense sneered disdainfully. "You are too easy to talk to. You actually listened to him. He is a cripple. What will he do when he leaves the city? He might die on the road. He still wants to go and pick people up. Dream on! "

Shen Baihe's cultivation was now completely crippled. Even if it was not crippled, with his original cultivation, he was no different from an ant in the Seven Wounds World.

The only reason he was able to sneak into King City was because of Old Master Shen Shou. If he went to the wilderness, he would be eaten up by Vicious Beasts in minutes.

He actually wanted to run errands?

"Oh?"

Shen Zhenyi paused and revealed a mysterious smile.

"Since he wants to go, then let him go."

Cynanchum Chinense and the others looked at each other. If they did not understand Shen Zhenyi's character, they might have thought that Master wanted to get rid of this eyesore of an older brother.

— But in reality, it was impossible.

They had followed Shen Zhenyi for so long, so they could basically understand Shen Zhenyi's thoughts.

Third Young Master Shen was truly someone who had no regard for others.

What Shen Baihe? In the past, he had tried his best to find trouble for his younger brother, but Shen Zhenyi had never taken it to heart.

He could do whatever he wanted.

Anyway, no matter what, it could not affect him.

Shen Zhenyi had this kind of confidence, which was why he allowed this clown-like elder brother to live until now.

Shen Baihe wanted to go to the wilderness, so of course, he had his own reasons.

Shen Zhenyi saw through this shallow idea at a glance. He certainly knew Shen Baihe's obvious malice, but he also knew that Shen Baihe could go out this time to work normally and bring back the people of the Abandoned Sword Villa.

— Since that was the case, let him go.

Shen Zhenyi was calm and collected.

He was always calm in the face of change.

When Shen Baihe heard this news, he was overjoyed. He returned to his dark room and began to worship a three-headed, eight-armed Buddha statue with a ferocious face. After kowtowing three times in a row, he muttered to himself.

"Great Ming God, this time Shen Zhenyi was careless and let me act alone. I will definitely be able to make contributions to the Great Ming God and not let you down."

He kowtowed sincerely with a cold and stern expression.

He saw Shen Zhenyi's glory these days and felt even more annoyed. He felt that he deserved all of this, but now his younger brother had stolen the limelight.

Unfortunately, Shen Zhenyi's glory days were numbered!

Shen Baihe gritted his teeth in his heart. It was time for his magic to end! The power of the Great Ming God was definitely not something Shen Zhenyi could imagine!

The smoke curled up, and the eyes of the Buddha statue in the room suddenly glowed red. It was even more frightening and cold.

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