"The Witchcraft Sect."
"You came at a bad time."
After sending off the travel-worn Lu Zhongyun, Li Wuyou looked a little impatient.
He thought that he had already arranged the top prize of the Jianghu.
He didn't expect the Witchcraft Sect to appear in the middle.
"I can't let anyone stop my plan to get the Silver Frost Tiger Silkworm."
"It's okay if you don't participate in the top prize of the Jianghu. But if you do, don't blame me for being rude."
After pondering for a short while, Li Wuyou made a decision.
If the Witchcraft Sect didn't participate in the top prize of the Jianghu this year, he didn't care.
However, if the Witchcraft Sect really wanted to compete with the Hana School for this place, then he would get rid of this potential opponent.
He would make them disappear completely.
He would wait and see for the time being.
In the blink of an eye.
Nearly half a month passed.
At this time, Li Wuyou had completed a new round of Silver Jade Soup medicinal bath cultivation.
And his strength, as he expected, had broken through to the eighth grade.
An eighth grade supreme power master was considered to have reached half of the peak in the middle stage of martial arts.
Energy floated in his body, and he was already at his fingertips.
And the pure strength of his body had reached 9,000 pounds.
Strength, speed, defense, recovery ability, and so on had also greatly improved.
At this time, an external supreme power master was almost equivalent to an immortal existence.
As long as he wasn't killed by a single blow, he could basically recover.
His lifespan had even reached 800 to 900 years.
In the Jianghu, he could be regarded as an old immortal.
"I'm not far away from the ninth grade."
Li Wuyou stood in the building facing the martial arts field. He looked down at the four young disciples with a smile on his face.
He had made rapid progress during this period of time.
These four disciples were also not bad.
Under their almost desperate cultivation, the strongest, Lu Qianchuan, had broken through to the third grade of supreme power master.
The other three were approaching the third grade of supreme power master.
It was more than enough to deal with Shaolin and the younger generation of the Endless Bitter Land.
The only thing he was worried about now was …
The Witchcraft Sect.
"Sect Master, something bad has happened."
Just as Li Wuyou was worrying, Lu Zhongyun's nervous voice came from outside the door.
The door was pushed open.
Lu Zhongyun practically rushed in. His face was filled with worry as he said.
"Just now, the disciple I sent out sent news back. The people from the Witchcraft Sect have confirmed that they will participate in this year's top prize. Moreover, that genius disciple, Samber Yun, will represent the Witchcraft Sect."
"Are you really going to participate?"
Li Wuyou furrowed his brows as a sinister glint appeared in his eyes.
There's a path to heaven, but you don't want to take it. There's no door to hell, but you barge in!
He was courting death.
"What should we do?"
Lu Zhongyun frowned.
"If the Witchcraft Sect's Samber Yun participates in the Pugilistic World's top prize competition, Qian Chuan and the others will definitely not be able to get first place. Our preparations over the past few days will have been in vain."
"Moreover, the Witchcraft Sect will benefit from this."
His heart was filled with righteous indignation.
After all, this was a once-in-a-century opportunity for Hana School to become famous.
"Grandpa, don't be too conflicted."
Li Wuyou perfectly concealed the killing intent in his heart as he said to Lu Zhongyun with a smile on his face.
"To become famous, we don't just rely on the Pugilistic World's top prize. We rely on ten years, a hundred years, and every day, our Hana School upholds justice and contributes to the Pugilistic World."
"It doesn't matter even if we return empty-handed with the Pugilistic World's top prize this time."
"Look at Shaolin and the Land of Endless Hardships. For so many years, they might not be the top prize in the Pugilistic World every year, but they are still the Holy Land of the Pugilistic World that is revered by the world."
"Grandpa, you have to look at the long-term!"
"This …"
Lu Zhongyun listened to Li Wuyou's words and was momentarily speechless.
He did not expect Li Wuyou to have such awareness.
After a while, he actually felt a little ashamed.
He was already so old.
He was actually not as good as a young disciple.
"That's the only way. I'm just worried that it will affect these four young disciples. After all, they have worked so hard for so long."
Lu Zhongyun sighed and said.
"I don't want their spirits to be affected."
"Haha."
Li Wuyou could not help but laugh out loud.
"Grandpa, you worry too much again. How can the road of the Pugilistic World be smooth sailing? The strong have experienced countless hardships to become strong. It's also a good thing for them to suffer some setbacks."
"If they can't even bear this, then how can they become the pillars of our Hana School in the future?"
"You're right."
Lu Zhongyun nodded slightly, and the melancholy on his face lessened a little.
"Since you've already said so, then I won't be conflicted. I'll leave it to fate."
"But Lu Qianchuan and the others still have to work hard to cultivate."
"I'll have to trouble Grandpa to prepare more cultivation resources for them."
Li Wuyou bowed respectfully and then saluted.
Incomparably respectful.
"You're too polite, Sect Master."
Lu Zhongyun was flattered. He cupped his hands and said.
"This is my duty," Ye Zichen said.
For the Hana School, for the future, for these young disciples, he was willing to suffer a little and be a little tired.
After all, this was his belief.
"By the way, Grandpa, I've recently made some progress in my cultivation. Maybe I'll have to go into seclusion for a while."
Li Wuyou said again.
"Before the Pugilistic World's top prize, I'll definitely be able to come out of seclusion. But for this period of time, I'll need you and a few elders to take care of the Hana School's affairs."
"You're going to break through again? This is a good thing. No problem. "
Hearing this, the wrinkles on Lu Zhongyun's face suddenly bloomed. The troubles caused by the Voodoo Sect just now seemed to have been completely resolved.
He smiled and said.
"You can go into seclusion. Don't worry about the outside world. We'll help you take care of it."
"Thank you, Grandpa."
Li Wuyou cupped his hands respectfully again.
He was extremely sincere.
After sending off Lu Zhongyun, Li Wuyou began to pretend to make preparations. The things for seclusion.
Including herbs, medicinal baths, and so on.
The next day.
He entered the Flowery Valley accompanied by a few elders.
This was a place specially prepared for the Sect Leader to cultivate in seclusion.
It was also a forbidden place for the entire Hana School's disciples.
"Sect Leader, please rest assured and cultivate. With us around, the Hana School will definitely not have a problem."
"We'll wait for you to come out."
"Congratulations to the Sect Leader's strength for reaching a higher level."
Several elders bowed to Li Wuyou one after another. Their expressions were respectful and fervent.
In their knowledge, Li Wuyou was now a sixth-level grandmaster. If he broke through again, he would be a seventh-level grandmaster!
It was simply incredible.
But they did not know that Li Wuyou had already entered the eighth-level grandmaster.
And this seclusion was not really for seclusion. It was for a period of time where he could reasonably disappear.
Then, he would solve the problem of the Voodoo Sect.
"Thank you for your trouble."
Li Wuyou cupped his hands and said.
"Goodbye."
"Take care, Sect Leader."
Under the burning gazes of several elders, Li Wuyou turned around and walked into the Flowery Valley.
Thick fog lingered.
The array rotated.
Soon, Li Wuyou's figure disappeared from the sight of several elders.
"The Hana School is really blessed."
"To have such a Sect Leader."
"His future is limitless!"
The elders were looking forward to it.
As for Li Wuyou, the energy around his body flowed and he leaped into the clouds.
He was going to the Hundred Thousand Wu Mountain in Nanjiang!
He was going to start a massacre!
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