For the senior disciples, this was just one of the countless disciples of the inner world, but for the new disciples, it was a matter of life and death.
These new disciples were the top disciples of their respective sub-schools, and they were considered as outstanding talents. Needless to say, with the conditions of the Main Sect, it was only a matter of time for them to catch up with the disciples of the Main Sect.
Who would be willing to serve as a foil to others? If they were to join other people's faction, then it was inevitable that they would be driven around by others.
It was precisely because of this that when Yan Chiling tried to win them over to form another faction, they naturally came over.
"Now they are blocking our door and demanding us to hand over our monthly salary, this is simply too much!" The disciple said while gnashing his teeth.
Under the pressure of the senior disciples, they had to either surrender and disband this new faction, or perish together, no matter which option they chose, it would not be a good result.
In the hearts of these new disciples, Yan Chiling was a core disciple, so naturally, Ye Xiwen was also a core disciple. Although Ye Xiwen did not openly recruit new disciples, but with his strength, he was naturally one of the new disciples' backers.
Ye Xiwen indifferently said: "I will go and have a look."
This matter was also closely related to him, after all, he was also one of the new disciples, so how could he be left behind when it came to collecting the monthly salary?
Sooner or later, he would be involved in it!
"With Brother Ye's help, there will certainly be no problem!" The disciple was overjoyed and said. He did not expect that Ye Xiwen would actually help them, after all, Ye Xiwen had previously expressed that he would not participate in any of these factions.
Ye Xiwen followed the disciple out of the courtyard. In this courtyard, all the new disciples were living alone. The inner disciples occupied a courtyard, while the outer disciples had their own house, so they were not separated. The new disciples did not have much room to choose, only the core disciples could choose where to live.
Outside the courtyard, Ye Xiwen found that the new disciples were gathered at the intersection, and they were led by Yan Chiling.
At this time, Yan Chiling's complexion was ugly as he was negotiating with ten senior disciples, who were blocking the intersection. These senior disciples were indifferently looking at the new disciples, and they were led by a black-clothed youth who seemed to be about 25 or 26 years old. He stepped forward and said: "I will not talk much nonsense, I will give you two choices, first, hand over all your monthly salary, second, disband this bullshit faction of yours!"
That senior disciple's words instantly caused the anger of many of the new disciples. This was basically forcing them into a dead end.
"You are forcing us to a dead end!" A new disciple angrily said.
"You want us to let you go? As long as you disband this bullshit faction and join our faction, then everything will be fine!" The black-robed youth sneered and said, "I can't wait for you to not know what's good for you. I heard that the higher-ups think that you have a lot of talented disciples this year, so the rewards given are the most generous!"
That black-clothed youth sneered and said, "I can't wait for you to not know what's good for you, I heard that this year's faction has a lot of talented disciples, and the rewards given to you are very generous."
On the way, Ye Xiwen also heard from the original disciple of Qingfeng Mountain sub-school that this faction was founded by a very powerful core disciple, and it had more than 100 members, all of whom were above Xiantian realm, and its strength could be regarded as medium among the factions founded by many core disciples.
"I advise you to disband as soon as possible, I have seen a lot of new disciples, and it's not like I don't have any tough bones, but in the end, I can see that these new disciples are more sensible than you and have already disbanded their faction and joined their own faction." That black-clothed youth indifferently said.
"Don't go too far!" Yan Chiling coldly said.
"So what if I am bullying you!" That black-clothed disciple sneered again and again and said, "It seems that you people really refuse a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
"I heard that this year's faction is full of geniuses, and you are one of the best among them, I would like to see how much weight you have!" That black-clothed disciple sneered and suddenly attacked, his palm flashed with a cold light, and a sonic boom sound was heard as he grabbed towards Yan Chiling's head.
"Shameless!" Yan Chiling roared and completely broke out, his palm turned into a fist, and endless fiery Zhen Qi wrapped around his arm, as if his arm was on fire, and instantly, his fist blasted out to meet the incoming attack.
"Boom!" Fist and claw fiercely collided with each other and endless Zhen Qi collided with each other, creating a terrifying whirlwind that swept through the surroundings.
Both sides took a step back, and unexpectedly, their strength was almost the same.
That black-clothed disciple's complexion suddenly changed, he did not expect that Yan Chiling's strength was actually not worse than his own, and his complexion suddenly changed. Although it was said that there were many geniuses among the new disciples, but he did not care about it, because after all, he had joined the Main Sect nine years ago, which was almost ten years more than Yan Chiling. Perhaps, in the later stages of the Main Sect, ten years could not completely determine anything, but at this age, ten years was enough to determine a lot of things, but he had ten years more than Yan Chiling, but he still could not suppress him, which made his eyes flash with a hint of killing intent and a hint of jealousy. Why did these people have such talent? They had not even entered the Main Sect yet they already had the strength to compete with him.
In order to have today's strength, it took him a full ten years to become a disciple at the peak of Xiantian third stage from an outer disciple, and although he was not at the peak of Xiantian third stage, but at least he was not someone who could be easily bullied.
But why did he do it!
Thinking of this, that black-clothed disciple's eyes were burning with jealousy and once again attacked Yan Chiling, but Yan Chiling also sneered and met his attack head-on.
Both sides continued to exchange blows and violent sounds of explosions resounded in the air, and the battle was getting more and more intense. Those new disciples jumped away and did not dare to come close to the black-clothed disciple because the astral wind was cutting their faces in pain.
The two of them were inseparable, Yan Chiling's intrinsic strength was stronger, but the black-clothed disciple was more experienced, so he was able to catch Yan Chiling off guard, but as Yan Chiling slowly familiarized himself with the black-clothed disciple's attacking style, defeating him was only a matter of time.
And at this time, the nine disciples behind the black-clothed disciple also saw these problems. Their eyesight was far superior to the black-clothed disciple, and although their strength could be improved in a short time, but their eyesight needed time to accumulate.
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