An Arm
Ten days before the start of the ranking competition, the various inner disciples of the Rising Cloud Sect had already returned to the sect. Some returned on their own after receiving the news, while others were personally found by the green-robed elders.
"Eh, isn't that Niu Dazhuang?"
"It's him! Quick, inform them that Mad Bull is back! "
"I wonder who he's going to find trouble with this time!"
When the group of outer disciples saw Niu Dazhuang's figure, their faces were filled with fear. One could imagine how deep the trauma Niu Dazhuang had left on them during that period of time.
Niu Dazhuang glanced at them with a smile. Occasionally, he would even greet the servant disciples he was familiar with. Then, under their envious gazes, he knocked on the courtyard's door.
With a creak, the door opened, and a small golden head poked out. Ning Jin glanced at Niu Dazhuang and frowned. "Who are you?"
"Kid, I'm here to find my master. Who are you?"
Niu Dazhuang asked curiously.
"Ning Jin, let him in."
Ning Qi's voice came from the courtyard.
A hint of joy flashed in Niu Dazhuang's eyes. He pushed the door open and entered. Ning Jin almost fell to the ground because of his rough movements.
"Master."
Niu Dazhuang once again stood in front of Ning Qi, his face filled with excitement.
"Eh, a one-star Emperor? Not bad. "
Ning Qi nodded with satisfaction.
After a pause, Ning Qi asked curiously, "Did you come back because you heard that the ranking competition is about to start?"
Niu Dazhuang asked doubtfully, "Ranking competition? Didn't master tell me to come back after I reached the top 100 of the Dragon Ranking? I defeated Fang Mo, so I'll be the 100th in the next round. "
Did I say that? It seemed like …
Ning Qi's face revealed a strange expression. "You defeated Fang Mo?"
"Yes."
Niu Dazhuang nodded.
"Fang Mo is a bit pitiful, but it's good that he's back. Come, I'll bring you somewhere."
Ning Qi smiled.
Inner Sect.
Green Robes Hall.
The nine green-robed elders sat on the armchairs. They were discussing the candidates for the ranking competition. Since each sect was only allowed to send ten people to participate, the candidates were extremely important.
One of the nine people was Nu Tao. However, his position was not eye-catching among the nine green-clothed Elders at this moment. This was because he was merely a one star Dou Zun. Three of the other eight people were like him, while the remaining four were two star Dou Zuns. The one seated in the leader's position was a three star Dou Zun, Deng Tong.
Other than these nine green-clothed elders, the remaining green-clothed elders all had a higher cultivation level than them. Their qualifications were also better than theirs and all of them had hopes of breaking through to the Dou Sheng Realm. Hence, they were usually not in the sect and did not bother about these mortal matters. Instead, they were out searching for opportunities to break through. It was rare for them to return once in a decade.
The nine of them discussed for half a day before finally deciding on ten people. All of them were the top ten of the inner sect disciples. Their cultivation levels were from the third to the seventh life and death test. As for the eighth and ninth test, the Cloud Rising Sect had yet to have an inner sect disciple break through to that level. This was enough to prove that there was a gap in the inheritance of the Cloud Rising Sect. Many experts who could break through to the eighth and ninth test had died because of Qi Deviation.
"Then the candidates have been decided …"
Deng Tong nodded gently when he saw that no one had any objections.
At this moment, two figures walked in one after another from outside the hall. Everyone's eyes immediately looked at them.
"Ning Qi?"
A murderous intent flashed across Nu Tao's eyes.
The remaining green-clothed Elders looked at Ning Qi with interest. They had long heard of Ning Qi's reputation, but they had never had any dealings with him.
As for Niu Dazhuang, who was behind Ning Qi, he was ignored by everyone because he was only a one star Dou Huang.
Deng Tong looked at Ning Qi with a faint smile and said, "True disciple Ning, why have you come here?"
If Ning Qi was just an ordinary Heaven's Pride, Deng Tong might not speak to him. However, Ning Qi had another identity. He was a direct disciple of Meng Qingling. The status of a direct disciple was comparable to that of the green-clothed Elders. Therefore, Deng Tong treated him as an equal.
"Elder Deng Tong, Elder Tian, Elder Fang, Elder Gu … Elder Nu."
Ning Qi smiled and greeted everyone. Other than Nu Tao, everyone present had a good impression of Ning Qi when they saw that he was so polite and did not become arrogant after becoming a direct disciple and killing Tuoba Divine Sword.
After pausing for a moment, Ning Qi went straight to the point and said, "Elder Deng Tong, I am here today because I want two spots for the ranking competition."
Spots for the ranking competition?
A doubtful expression appeared on the faces of all the Elders. Deng Tong frowned and said, "True disciple Ning, you want to participate personally? But you are already a direct disciple. According to the rules, you cannot participate. "
Ning Qi smiled and shook his head. He said, "It is not that I want to participate personally."
"Then who is it?"
Deng Tong asked curiously.
"My Demonic Beast and … my disciple."
Ning Qi smiled.
His Demonic Beast and his disciple?
A strange expression appeared on the faces of all the Elders as they glanced at Niu Da Zhuang. Could it be that this guy was Ning Qi's disciple?
"No, absolutely not!"
Nu Tao shouted in a low voice.
"Oh? Elder Nu, why? "
Ning Qi looked at Nu Tao and smiled.
"Let's not talk about whether our Cloud Rising Sect will send a Demonic Beast to participate in the ranking competition. Let's talk about your disciple. Is it him? A mere one star Dou Huang, how can he participate in the ranking competition? "
Nu Tao said coldly.
"Whether he can participate or not is not up to you to decide."
The corner of Ning Qi's mouth revealed a trace of disdain. After glancing at Nu Tao, he looked at Deng Tong. He knew that only Deng Tong could make the decision here.
If Meng Qingling was in the sect, he would have directly asked her for these two spots.
Deng Tong's face revealed a trace of hesitation. "Human sects have never sent Demonic Beasts to participate. Your disciple can. How about this, I will give you one spot. True disciple Ning, are you satisfied?"
One spot …
Ning Qi frowned slightly and then relaxed. He smiled and cupped his hands at Deng Tong, "Then let's do it. Thank you, Elder Deng Tong!"
"Elder Deng, please reconsider this matter. If our Cloud Rising Sect is ranked last again because of this disciple, won't we become the laughing stock of the world?"
Nu Tao coldly looked at Deng Tong.
"There is no need to discuss this matter anymore. Anyway, it is not the first time our Cloud Rising Sect has been ranked last."
Deng Tong chuckled.
At this moment, in his heart, Ning Qi's position was higher than Nu Tao's. He was naturally happy to do Ning Qi a favor. No matter what Nu Tao said, this result would not change.
Seeing this, Ning Qi once again cupped his hands at Deng Tong and turned to leave. Seeing this, Nu Tao could not help but shout, "Ning Qi, do you dare to make a bet with me?"
Ning Qi's footsteps paused and looked at Nu Tao, "Elder Nu, what do you want to bet with me?"
"I bet that your disciple will not be able to enter the third round!"
Originally, Nu Tao wanted to say that Ning Qi would not be able to enter the second round, but he was careful and said the third round.
"Hmm, what is your bet?"
Ning Qi smiled.
"One arm."
The elders' faces revealed a trace of surprise. They knew that Nu Tao had some grudges with Ning Qi, but they did not expect him to propose an arm as a bet.
"Alright, just one arm."
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