Voting for a recommendation seemed like a gentlemanly method of selection. But in a place like the Great Wilderness, it was definitely not as simple as voting. There had to be something fishy going on.
"There's nothing fishy about it. What matters in the voting is the talent of the recommender and the strength of the recommender's force. Right now, our Dark Sword Sect has become the overlord of the Northern Wasteland, and we have six votes. The overlord of the Eastern Wasteland, the Divine Dream Sect, has six votes. As for the overlord of the Southern Wasteland, it's the Tai Ah Sect, which has six votes.
Ming Jianfeng said, "Now, we, the Dark Sword Sect, have truly dominated the Northern Wilderness. Coupled with the news of your power, the other sects will definitely have second thoughts. Moreover, your existence will also affect their decision to vote."
"Oh?"
Ye Mo asked doubtfully, "Don't tell me they didn't vote for themselves?"
"No!"
Ming Jianfeng shook his head and said, "If they vote for themselves, they have almost no chance of winning. They will all secretly cooperate with each other. For example, the Tai Ah Sect and the Divine Dream Sect are working together. The two of them have secretly taken 12 votes. But my guess is that the relationship between the Divine Dream Sect and the Tai Ah Sect must have broken. Otherwise, the Divine Dream Sect wouldn't have tried to recruit the Sky-Lake Society."
"The Tai Ah Sect has won two recommendation spots in a row," Ye Mo guessed.
Ye Mo guessed and said, "If we can rope in the Divine Dream Clan, we'll be invincible."
"It won't be that easy," Ming Jianfeng said. "The Divine Dream Sect has already been tricked by the Tai Ah Sect once. This year, they will definitely want to recommend their disciples to the Battle Arena. Although the chances of passing the Battle Arena are very slim, every force treasures this opportunity."
Ming Jianfeng said.
It wasn't just the forces of the Great Wilderness. Countless forces from other regions also treasured this opportunity. Passing the Battle Arena would be equivalent to standing out in the Barren Lands.
"When will the voting start?"
Ye Mo asked.
"The Beginning of Autumn, which is about half a year from now," Ming Jianfeng said.
"Yes."
Ye Mo said. "I will personally visit the Divine Dream Sect and let them vote for me. That way, we can at least fight to a draw with the Tai Ah Sect."
He didn't want to waste another year. If he joined the Holy Battle League a year earlier, his strength would be able to improve further.
Moreover, Little Qing had said that although the Holy Battle League was powerful, it was nothing compared to the entire Immemorial Realm. This made Ye Mo understand that even if he joined the Holy Battle League, he would still be a frog at the bottom of a well.
However, rice had to be eaten one bite at a time. On his path of cultivation, the Sacred Battle Union was a place he had to pass by.
"What? You want to visit the Divine Dream Sect? The Sovereign of the Divine Dream Sect, Divine Dream, is not a simple character. "
Ming Jianfeng said in astonishment, "Moreover, you've killed Tianchi Lone Wolf, which can be considered as indirectly offending them. If you go there like this, I'm afraid they won't treat you well."
"Do you have the confidence that the Divine Dream Sect will vote for us?"
Ye Mo couldn't help but ask.
"This?"
Ming Jianfeng's expression turned awkward. They had annihilated the Skypool Faction, and it was already good enough that the Divine Dream Sect hadn't come after them. It would be extremely difficult for the Divine Dream Sect to vote for Ye Mo, who had killed the Skypool Lone Wolf.
"Since you don't have it, let me take the place of your Dark Sword Sect."
Ye Mo said.
"Since you want to go, then quickly go. From here to the Eastern Wasteland's Divine Dream Sect, a round trip will take three months of time. Moreover, the forces of the four great wastelands will need to go together to the Tai Ah Sect to participate in the voting for the Recommendation of the Sect. It will take two months. You don't have enough time."
As Ming Jianfeng spoke, he flipped his palm and a map appeared. "This is the Great Desolate's Faroar Map. Take it with you and head to the Divine Dream Sect."
Ye Mo took the Faro Diagram and nodded. "Alright, I'll be right back."
Immediately, Ye Mo disappeared.
"Clan Leader, you're deliberately asking Ye Mo to visit the Divine Dream Clan. Can he convince them?"
Elder Ping Jian asked as he walked out.
"He should be able to," Ming Jianfeng said. "Moreover, a place like the Great Desolate isn't suitable for Ye Mo's development. The War Continent is his stage. As for the Dark Sword Sect, we'll become famous because of him."
Ming Jianfeng smiled faintly. "You should know that no one in the Great Desolate can pass the Tong Dou Battlefield test and join the Holy War League. If Ye Mo passes the test, the Dark Sword Sect's name will spread far and wide. Even the forces of other regions will know about us. When that happens, there will be countless people who will try to curry favor with us."
"Clan Leader, you're the one with the foresight."
Elder Ping Jian smiled.
"I guess I was lucky to meet someone like him," Ming Jianfeng said. "But this is all thanks to Fan Wuchen. In the future, Fan Wuchen's treatment will be the same as an elder's. Understood?"
Ming Jianfeng said.
"Yes!"
Elder Ping Jian nodded his head and slowly left the hall.
As for Ye Mo, he was already on his way. He opened the Faro Diagram and sent his Divine Power into it. Suddenly, many three-dimensional mountains, forests, and rivers appeared on the Faro Diagram. Of course, there were also the Four Great Wastelands and the borders of the Four Great Wastelands. Among them, there was a market located at the border between the Northern and Eastern Wastelands.
Of course, the locations of the major forces in the Four Barrens were also marked. Even the Skypond Faction was marked in the Northern Barren Land.
"This Faro Diagram is truly mystical. It's practically a miniature version of Da Huang."
Ye Mo held the map in his hand and looked down at the Wasteland. In his heart, he couldn't help but wonder if there really was such an expert in the Wasteland looking down on them.
"And this is just the most ordinary Faelord Diagram. The more powerful ones even record the entire Battle God Continent. Think about it, how big is the Battle God Continent? Ten thousand Great Desolates added up wouldn't even amount to a tenth of the War Continent. "
Little Qing said.
"This Da Huang is already comparable to the Heavenly Realms," Ye Mo said. "This Mixed Energy World is truly frightening. I wonder what kind of existence the Divine Wasteland World is."
Ye Mo exclaimed. He realized that he had gained a lot of knowledge.
"Master, I can feel that Ming Jianfeng is using you," Little Qing suddenly said.
"Of course I understand that," Ye Mo said.
"But, regardless of whether he's using me or not, at least he didn't kick me when I was down. When I was trapped in the formation, he must have been betting that I would be able to come out. But he won the bet. Not only did he win the entire Northern Barren Land, but he might even win the entire Great Wasteland."
Ye Mo continued, "As for me, I don't care about any of this. As long as I can get the qualification to go to the Battle Arena, that's all."
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