Zhan Ruxue and the others laughed.
After that, Xiao Yang returned the rest of the cultivation resources to Zhan Ruxue and the others. He knew that these were all of Zhan Ruxue and the others' wealth. He promised, "I lost a few treasures during the battle. After I finish my mission, I'll return them to you."
"Brother Bai is really generous. However, those treasures are nothing. If you lose them, then lose them."
Zhan Ruxue and the others comforted him and then turned to leave. They came here mainly to watch Xiao Yang's battle. Although Xiao Yang was not ranked, he was still an outer disciple and fulfilled their initial expectations. Naturally, they had to go back and make arrangements.
Xiao Yang respectfully sent them off. After watching them leave, he waited at the same spot and watched the battles of Pang Dashan, Baldy Fang, Supervisor Zhang, Little Monkey, and Pang Dawan.
It had to be said that Little Monkey was really funny. Xiao Yang could not help but laugh when he saw a Martial Ancestor appear on the high platform where Little Monkey was. Little Monkey was so scared that his face turned pale. He immediately ran off the high platform and shouted, "I admit defeat."
He fled faster than anyone else. Even his opponents and many spectators were at a loss. Then, everyone laughed as if this little monkey was a joke. Even No Flower curled his lips and was speechless.
However, Little Monkey could not be blamed for being spineless. After all, Little Monkey was only a Rank Two Martial Master. Naturally, he could not be compared to a Martial Ancestor.
Anyway, Little Monkey did not care. If he lost, he lost. What was the big deal? He was still young and would definitely have a chance to rise in the future. Being able to become an outer disciple was already a gain. As for the ranking competition, it was not necessary.
Humans had fewer desires and lower expectations. Only then would it be easier to be satisfied and happy.
"Little Monkey, you're not bad. You were faster than me. At least I fought for a bit."
Xiao Yang waved at Little Monkey with a smile on his face.
Looking at the surrounding people, they all avoided Little Monkey. They were ashamed of being in his presence.
Little Monkey saw Xiao Yang and his face was filled with excitement. His eyes were filled with gratitude. Compared to Xiao Yang's call, one was cold and the other was warm. The choice was self-evident.
"Brother White."
He greeted Xiao Yang warmly with a fawning expression.
"Well, as long as you're fine, the rest is not important." Xiao Yang quickly comforted her. After all, he had admitted defeat and escaped. With the little monkey at the bottom to be mocked, there would be fewer people mocking him.
They began to watch other people's matches. Several of their companions immediately surrendered and left the stage in a sorry state.
Baldy Fang, Pang Pang Shan, and Pang Pang Wan didn't even have the courage to make a move. When they saw a powerful opponent, they immediately ran down.
"Brother White, Little Monkey, how are you guys so fast?"
Baldy Fang said with a smile. He thought that admitting defeat was shameful enough, but look at Xiao Yang and Little Monkey, they admitted defeat even faster. They didn't seem to feel embarrassed at all.
Pang Dashan and Pang Dawan felt much better.
"Let's go. In order to celebrate us becoming outer sect disciples, let's have a meal first. What do you think?"
Xiao Yang didn't care about a title like that. Being able to become an Outer Sect disciple meant that he had completed a step in his plan and was closer to his goal.
"Alright, let's go. I know a good restaurant, haha!"
Little Monkey shouted excitedly. Although he was only a second-rank Martial Master, he was still an Outer Sect disciple. He was the happiest person here. Which one of the people here didn't have a higher cultivation than him?
Xiao Yang's group left excitedly.
Wu Hua stared at Xiao Yang's back many times before giving up helplessly. Xiao Yang's performance was flawless, and he couldn't see any flaws.
But then again, Xiao Yang was a noble existence in the Poison Sect who ate and drank well. He had many followers wherever he went, so why would he come here to work as a servant?
Wu Hua put this matter aside for now.
At the restaurant.
"Ha, haha!"
Xiao Yang's group ate and drank to their heart's content. After a full meal, they began to ask the others where they were going. Outer Sect disciples had a choice. The Sky Sect also had ten great halls, so it was up to them to choose.
After eating and drinking to their hearts' content and talking about life's ideals, they all left.
Xiao Yang returned to his small courtyard and stared blankly at the incomplete formation. After a long time, he sighed and told himself to take it slow and not rush.
He paced back and forth, wondering how his mistress was doing these past few days. After some thought, he decided to go to Qiu Fenghuang's place.
Although he had won the competition to become an Outer Sect disciple, the sect's award ceremony hadn't begun yet. His current job was still Qiu Fenghuang's servant. Once he arrived at Qiu Fenghuang's entrance, he easily entered and went straight to the janitor's office.
He knew that the award ceremony would begin soon. When the time came, he probably wouldn't be able to come to Qiu Fenghuang — at least not openly.
He released his Divine Sense and scanned the surrounding environment. He noticed that there were only three to five janitors left. These janitors were all eliminated from the competition and were currently cleaning up.
On the other hand, there were many people in the laundry yard, one-third of the usual number. He guessed that one-third of the janitors were also failures.
His mistress, Ling Long, was in the laundry yard. In fact, if Ling Long were to participate in the competition, she would even be a Pavilion Master and an Elder, let alone an Outer Sect disciple. Unfortunately, a hostage was still a hostage and was not allowed to participate.
At this moment, Ling Long was washing clothes by the lake. Even though she had recovered her terrifying cultivation of a Martial Grandmaster Ninth Level, she couldn't act recklessly. She was still enduring.
Around her, many female janitors began to leave, leaving her alone. She stared blankly at the lake.
Xiao Yang used Qiu Fenghuang's formation and instantly teleported. In the next moment, he appeared behind his mistress, Ling Long. Ninety percent of Qiu Fenghuang's formation was under Xiao Yang's control. It wasn't difficult for him to control Qiu Fenghuang's magic treasure.
"Disciple greets Mistress."
Xiao Yang hurriedly bowed and greeted Ling Long.
Last time, due to time constraints, he didn't bow and only asked Ling Long to prepare.
Therefore, when Xiao Yang appeared this time, Ling Long wasn't surprised. Instead, her face was filled with joy.
"Disciple Xiao, you're here?"
Ling Long abruptly turned around, her delicate face filled with joy. Her limpid eyes excitedly looked at Xiao Yang.
"Good, good, good. Disciple, it's good that you're alright. I heard that you were participating in the Janitor's Competition. I was worried to death."
Ling Long spoke excitedly. She even walked over to Xiao Yang and checked on Xiao Yang's condition.
This made Xiao Yang sweat. At the same time, his heart was moved. He quickly said, "Mistress, don't worry. Disciple is fine. Give disciple a little more time and disciple will definitely bring Mistress back to the Poison Sect. "
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