Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant-Chapter 624 - 33 Lottery Draw_3
Chapter 624: Chapter 33 Lottery Draw_3
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“Xumi is seriously injured?!”
This news immediately caused considerable stir among the Immortal Masters of Nascent Soul in the audience.
Known as Xumi, or the Lonely Sword, the Peak Master of Xinjian Peak was a formidable opponent with hardly an equal among the Nascent Soul cultivators.
Known as the fourth sword cultivator in Jin in the last thousand years,
the two who were ahead of him were Immortal Ascender cultivators and the first personal disciple of the Longevity Sect.
Everyone believed that Xumi, the Lonely Sword with unparalleled sword cultivation, should not have been severely injured, considering his exceptional maneuverability, even if he was inferior in combat.
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“Unless… an Immortal Ascension cultivator has made his move.”
This was the first thought that jumped into Wei Rong’s head.
He instantly felt a slight chill of apprehension.
Despite his own arrogance, he knew better than to underestimate an Immortal Ascension cultivator.
Qu Shentong’s face became a bit more serious, “To harm the lonely Xinjian Peak’s master… Go, notify the Longevity Sect, Youxian Temple, and the Qin Family of the heightened danger in the southern part of West Sea Country and escalate the danger level to Class V. Adjust the assignments accordingly, make your arrangements now!”
“Yes, sir!”
The deacon quickly left the area.
Soon after, another deacon rushed over and said in a low voice,
“Mountain Lord, the Longevity Sect has sent over their proposed assignments. The cultivators from the other two continents are persistent and will undoubtedly strike again. Therefore, they suggest expanding our joint patrols to a radius of 100 li from the shore for prevention, and increase our mobilization to five additional people each time.”
Upon hearing this, Qu Shentong frowned,
“Expanding the scope… wouldn’t that put the disciples in greater danger?”
The deacon quickly reassured, “We asked the same question. The Longevity Sect replied that they would station an elder there. If any disciple from the three Sects or the Qin Family encounters any danger, as long as they are within 100 li of the shore, the elder will be able to arrive in an instant…”
Qu Shentong’s eyebrows softened at this.
“If that’s the case, it should be safe.”
The danger was still considerable, but who among cultivators could truly avoid danger?
The Sect could only guarantee safety to the best of its ability.
Qu Shentong suddenly asked about something else:
“What about the Youxian Temple and the Qin Family?”
“Youxian Temple has indicated that they will follow the decision of our two Sects, and the Qin Family has said the same.”
A look of unsurprised expectation spread across Qu Shentong’s face.
He replied, “Fine, let’s proceed according to the Longevity Sect’s proposal. Also, any disciple assigned can visit the Myriad Cave to borrow any Class III Magic Tool, or visit the Myriad Library to borrow any spell or cultivation method within the first three floors.”
“Yes, sir!”
The deacon promptly left.
Wei Rong turned his gaze away, slightly puzzled in his heart.
Given the resources of the Longevity Sect and the Wanxiang Sect, it would be incredibly easy to wipe out the scattered cultivators from the three continents.
What he could not comprehend, however, was why the two Sects hadn’t done so, but instead allowed the cultivators from the three continents to continuously encroach on the coastal region of Fenglin Continent.
The southeast’s Incense Fire Dao was no different…
However, while Wei Rong was proficient in cultivation, he knew little about the situation of the Fenglin Continent or the plans of the two Sects.
Thus after a brief ponder, he soon pushed all these thoughts to the back of his mind.
Before long, the Minister of the Talisman Department arrived fashionably late.
After a brief apology, Qu Shentong wasted no time and immediately started making arrangements.
“This time, I need all of you to collaborate in organizing this Dao-asking Conference… Not only is this our Sect’s matter, but the Longevity Sect, Youxian Temple, and the Qin Family will all be attending.”
“If we don’t pull this off gracefully, it’s our collective face that will be lost.”
Wei Rong was also assigned a task: to work with the cultivators of Shaoyin Mountain to create a Gold environment within the arena for magical duels.
This was not difficult for him.
It was only a bit time-consuming.
Qu Shentong continued: “Moreover, the prizes for this conference’s magic duels and the Hundred Arts Arena have been prepared… Everyone should also think about the test questions for the Hundred Arts Arena, and, in two days, personally hand them to me to avoid leaking the questions. Also…”
Wei Rong listened a little, then directly blocked out what Qu Shentong was saying.
After all, it had nothing to do with him. If the disciples in the peak wanted to go, they could go themselves.
“…Those who were added today include Golden Core Disciple Mei Yu of Jinhuang Peak, assigned to patrol the southern shoreline of West Sea Country for movements of the cultivators from the three continents.”
“Huh? Mei Yu?”
Wei Rong paused, surprised by the coincidence.
But thinking about the current danger along the southern coastline of West Sea Country, his heart couldn’t help but sink slightly.
The assignment of cultivators to tasks was a system agreed upon by the four great powers of Jin. Unless intervened by the Sect Master, not even Immortal Ascenders could change it freely.
Even as a peak master, he was helpless.
Midway in his deliberation, the voice announcing the assignments continued.
“…Jiang Fei, Foundation Establishment Disciple of Longxie Peak, assigned to patrol the southern shoreline of West Sea Country…”
“…Wang Ba, Foundation Establishment Disciple of Wanfa Peak, assigned to patrol the southern shoreline of West Sea Country…”
Wei Rong was taken aback, but before he could react,
the Nascent Soul cultivators who were discussing with Qu Shentong exclaimed in unison:
“No!”
Frowning slightly in confusion at the sudden outcry, Qu Shentong asked,
“No? No what?”
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“My master isn’t here again?”
When Wang Ba ascended to the second floor of the bamboo house and didn’t find Cui Daqi, he sighed in resignation. He pulled out two scrolls from the house, left a note, and then hurriedly left.
