Longevity Fairy: Sister, Please Wait A Little Longer

Chapter 91: Little Martial Uncle, hahahaha!

Of the four great powers of the Great Zhou Empire, the imperial court was first, followed by the Blue Cloud Sect, Wanjian Villa and Peach Blossom Valley.

No matter how big a sect was, it was still a sect and could not resist the fate of a country, unless it could be like the Devil's Sect back then.

Of course, being small also had its advantages. Ever since the three great sects stood at the top of the mountain, they had never fallen, and dynasties would change every hundred years or ten thousand years.

The fate of a country could allow the Emperor to have part of the power of the Emperor, but on the day of the backlash, the Emperor would be the first to die.

Furthermore, like Ning Wanqiu, Wan Sanqian and those ancestors who were in closed-door cultivation all year round.

They were strong in their own sects, and they would still be strong outside of their sects to the ends of the earth.

But the Emperor of Great Zhou's strength could not leave the country, and even if he left the capital, he would become weaker and weaker.

However, in the battle for the Immortal Path, the various sects also had to compete. The titles of Fairy and Sword Celestial were fought for, and the reputation of the sect was the same.

Long Kang's speech was generally like this, and his footing was in the position of the speaker.

"I recommend myself, if any of you have a different opinion, you can say it."

Hearing this, the talisman master of the second group, Sun Boyang, immediately clasped his hands, "Senior Long, may I ask what the leader will rely on for this trip to the secret realm, and who is the best at fighting?"

In terms of fighting strength, no peak could compare to the Sword Peak, this was a publicly acknowledged fact.

There was also a formation master behind Sun Boyang, his cultivation level was Qi Disciple Level 9, and he was not ugly.

"Senior Long, there are usually large amounts of restrictions in secret realms. Although the secret realm has been around for a long time and part of it has already lost its effectiveness, the other part may still need a cultivator like me who is proficient in formations to break it."

Pill Master Chenchong said, "Senior Brother Long, I've prepared many supplementary pills for this trip. I've also prepared a lot of spiritual materials. With ample time and someone guarding me, I have no problem refining pills on the spot."

Opposite him, Long Kang said, "It seems that everyone has a lot of opinions about me."

"Not really."

"We are just discussing the matter as it is."

Long Kang looked at Chu Bai who had been silent all this time, "Junior Wang, what do you think?"

Chu Bai thought to himself, 'I'm not Yuan Fang, I'm more like a spectator.'

On the surface, he smiled and said, "Senior Brother Long, my cultivation is not worth mentioning in front of my senior brothers and sisters, so no matter who becomes the leader in the end, I will support them."

Since Chu Bai had spoken, Chen Chong from Medicine Peak couldn't continue speaking.

The three Hua sisters expressed their dissatisfaction. Chu Bai shook his head at them.

He had already said that his purpose on board this time was to complete the mission. He had no obligation to take care of any team. Taking care of the sisters was his limit.

As a result, the third group withdrew from the competition, and the champion could only be decided between Long Kang and the talisman master Sun Boyang.

In terms of support, as a sword cultivator, Long Kang was completely defeated. Moreover, in terms of combat strength, sword cultivators also had obvious weaknesses, and that was their weak defense and poor endurance.

On the other side, why would a talisman master fight? Unless Long Kang stood there and let him attack with all his might.

They needed the protection of combat cultivators, especially when they were drawing talismans and refining pills.

Both sides were evenly matched. In the end, it was decided that the inner disciples would rest while the outer disciples would fight. Whichever side won would be the leader.

Watching people fight?

This was much more interesting than watching people fight.

Hua Yiyi got a chair from somewhere and let Senior Brother Wang sit.

Hua Yiyi brought over freshly cut watermelon, and the most lively Hua Xiaoxiao was responsible for chatting with Senior Brother Wang.

After a while, the fight began.

5 VS 5, until the last person was left. Both sides sent out their strongest fighters.

In the first round, Sword Peak won.

Soon, the other side turned the tables.

2 VS 1, 2 VS 2, the battle situation was very tense.

The arena was a formation carved by a formation master, so there was no need to worry about accidentally injuring or damaging the flying boat.

Chu Bai, who was talking and laughing below the arena, looked at the outer disciples who were basically holding a sword in each hand, sometimes nodding and sometimes shaking his head, as if he was a senior expert.

To be more precise, the arena that had nothing to do with him was like he was the boss, and Long Kang and Sun Boyang's people were responsible for the performance.

It was quite tiresome.

Two hours later, the battle had reached a draw. Chu Bai was a little bored.

Although Chu Bai's cultivation was only at the seventh level of the Qi Refining realm, he wasn't just here to watch the show.

He had spent a lot of money to practice the basic swordsmanship, and he had relied on it to practice the [Cloud Dragon's Seven Styles] to a small success.

To put it bluntly, the foundation of the outer sect disciples above was quite rough. Even if some of them used their swords beautifully, there were still many loopholes.

"Fortunately, there's still one last match before it's over." Chu Bai yawned.

Hua Xiaoxiao asked, "Senior brother Wang, who do you think will win in the end?"

Chu Bai said, "Sword Peak."

"What do you mean?"

"I have a feeling. Otherwise, Long Kang, who could obviously use force to suppress others, would not choose this method."

The battle began.

Just as Chu Bai had expected, the outer court disciple representing the Sword Peak suddenly erupted and placed his sword on his opponent's neck in just a few moves.

Jian Feng won.

Long Kang won.

The two disciples of the Sword Peak were elated.

Although Sun Boyang and the others were still not convinced, they still cupped their fists towards Long Kang and acknowledged his identity as the person in charge.

After that, Chu Bai also stood up and planned to say a few nice words before going back to cultivate.

Twenty days? Senior Martial Brother Chu Bai has enough spirit stones in his pocket. Leaping into the eighth layer of the Aura Refining realm in twenty days wasn't realistic, but the middle stage of the seventh layer wasn't difficult.

It must be noted that from the seventh layer to the eighth layer of Qi Refining, the meridians in the head had to be incorporated into the circulation, and then the technique had to be circulated to the 81st circulation.

Chu Bai's Cultivation Method was of a high level, his spiritual heritage was ninety percent repaired, and his spiritual consciousness was very likely to have reached the Building Foundation Stage. Not to mention, he even had the help of a genuine natural cave residence. If his cultivation speed was not fast enough, where was the justice?

But just as he was about to speak, another figure walked out of the cabin.

This person was a middle-aged woman with a sharp chin. She was wearing an elder's black robe and had an expressionless face. She was the only Golden Core on the ship, the leader of this trip to the Heavenly South mystic realm, Old Zhou Hong.

"Elder Zhou!"

Everyone said in unison.

This Elder Zhou was quite famous in the outer sect.

She did not belong to any of the outer sect peaks, but she had a say in any of the peaks. She was commonly known as the Head Steward.

She was the right-hand woman of the Outer Sect Grand Elder. On the surface, her cultivation level was at the peak of the Golden Core Realm. It was said that she had already reached the Pseudo Nascent Soul Realm. It was only a matter of time before she became a Nascent Soul Immortal.

Elder Zhou came to look for them.

They didn't know if it was because he was dissatisfied with their private fight.

Long Kang hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Elder, we were sparring just now."

Elder Zhou Hong nodded. "Yes."

Then he continued to walk forward and passed by the dragon boat. He stopped in front of Chu Bai, who was thinking about what to eat at night. He bowed and said, "Junior Uncle."

Chu Bai: "…"

He seemed to have seen this scene somewhere before …

He recalled that when he told Old Hua, Hua Mantian, that Nan Gongli was a concubine, Hua Mantian had behaved like this.

F * ck!

…

Chu Bai really didn't want to boast. He wanted to keep a low profile.

But looking at the expressions of the surrounding disciples …

Shock, horror, disbelief, envy, jealousy, shame, and so on. It was clearly the expression of someone who had been pretended to be awesome.

Especially Sword Peak's Long Kang.

He had already taken the role of the leader. As long as these thirty people's performance wasn't too bad, they would definitely be favored and put in an important position when they returned to the sect.

Long Kang immediately became a joke when he called him "Little Martial Uncle". Was there anything funnier than this in the world? Hahahaha!

(End of Chapter)