Mr. Qin, Please Advise Me

The guy ran into the restaurant, and after a while, he ran out and handed a piece of paper to Qin Yushen, "Guest officer, take a look."

Qin Yushen took the paper and opened it, saw the map drawn on it, frowned slightly, and handed the paper to Song Yanning.

Song Yanning took the painting and glanced at it, a smile overflowing from the corner of her mouth. I have to say that this painting is really horrible.

Yun Mo came over and glanced at it, "This is also called a map?" He felt that it was more appropriate to call it a ghost painting talisman.

The guy blushed, "I've done my best, you don't stay in the store, I'll go to work." This was his first time drawing, and he was actually quite satisfied with the map he drew.

Song Yanning put away the map. Although the map was a bit horrific, the basic route was still clear.

"Are you going to the teleportation hall?" A middle-aged man called out Song Yanning and his party.

Song Yanning and her party stopped and looked at the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man laughed and stepped forward, "I'm Liu Yunshan, the suzerain of the Floating Cloud Sect, are you planning to go to the Devil's Grassland?" He just heard the conversation between them and the guy.

"Do you have anything to do with us?" Hu Qi asked quietly.

"That's right, our Floating Cloud Sect has a few places to go to the Devil's Grassland. If you don't mind, you can go with us." Liu Yunshan said with a smile.

Song Yanning and the others were a little puzzled. There is no such thing in this world.

"Any requirements?" Qin Yushen asked.

Liu Yunshan smiled and nodded, "Of course there are requirements, that is, to participate in the competition for our Floating Cloud Sect."

"Don't you already have a place? Why do you still want to participate in the contest?" Song Yanning asked in confusion.

Liu Yunshan smiled embarrassedly, "There are quotas, but whether you can get them depends on the results of the competition. As long as you are willing to join my Liu Yunzong and participate in the competition for us, all the quotas you get will be given to you."

"You Floating Cloud Sect don't have any disciples, right?" Yun Mo joked.

Liu Yunshan smiled awkwardly, "In addition to my suzerain, there is also a deputy suzerain and a core disciple." Floating Cloud Sect was also a major sect. After a war, Floating Cloud Sect gradually declined. Only an empty shell remains. He has been holding on, hoping that one day Floating Cloud Sect will be able to flourish again.

"We will help you participate in the competition." Song Yanning decided.

"That's great! Come with me now." Liu Yunshan happily led the way. Today is the last day to register for the competition. If you miss it, their Floating Cloud Sect will not have a chance to go to the Devil's Grassland. Although the teleportation hall will also be open to everyone in ten days, the price is definitely beyond their means.

Song Yanning and the others followed Liu Yunshan to the square. At a glance, there were people everywhere.

Liu Yunshan and Song Yanning squeezed through the crowd and came to a registration point, "Deacon Yang, they are disciples of my Flowing Cloud Sect, and they are here to sign up for the competition."

Deacon Yang glanced at Song Yanning and a look of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Sect Master Liu, I advise you not to waste your energy. Even if you participate in the competition, you won't get a spot."

"It's all about participation!" Liu Yunshan had a smile on his face, but there was a hint of anger deep in his eyes. He knew that Floating Cloud Sect was in decline, but Floating Cloud Sect used to be a super sect.

Deacon Yang smiled coldly, looked at Song Yanning and the others, "Give me your identity card." Since they are going to be embarrassed, what is there to do with him?