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The tenth day.

The situation here in Xu Shan has not changed much. He still uses the same old methods and continues to go deep into the secret realm.

The team of forty-six people has now expanded to one hundred and twenty people.

I haven’t met any fellow sect members of Xinglan Sect yet.

Nowadays, every time a team recruits new players, it starts with at least two or three people, which can be said to be getting faster and faster.

The speed at which the supplies were swept away was also extremely terrifying.

The valuable land will be dug up directly, and the monsters will be cut into pieces and disposed of.

The strongest monsters encountered so far are only in the late stage of foundation building.

Three people besieged one and was easily wiped out.

As for Xu Shan’s main work, it is still in the field of recruiting new people.

If we continue with this trend, we will be stable as long as we persist for another twenty days.

Help Xinglan Sect get first place and run away!

On this day, Xu Shan was still floating in the air, observing the actions of the team below.

Lu Xiangjun suddenly flew to his side and said with a serious expression: "Junior brother, don't you think our progress is going too smoothly?"

"Huh? What do you want to say, senior brother?"

"There are too many people, we can't control it. Look, four or five people from some sects are here with us. They will definitely unite and kill you one day when you are not prepared! Don't forget, all the supplies It’s all on you. They want to bring down the Zixiao Sword Sect, but if they kill you after a while, they will be the first.”

Xu Shan smiled and looked at him sideways: "I know."

"I know why you are not in a hurry!" Lu Xiangjun frowned.

"This is just a small problem, as long as they can't unite. Since senior brother feels it is dangerous, please ask senior brother to help me do it."

"How to do it?" Lu Xiangjun asked confused.

"Reorganize everyone into groups. People from the same sect cannot be in one group. Leave it to me to do the follow-up. I will talk to people from each group individually from time to time, and encourage public reports and exposure of dishonest people. Just find two random people and use them as examples of traitors, it’s that simple.”

"Isn't this a bit too simple?" Lu Xiangjun questioned, "Anyone with a discerning eye can see what you want to do."

"Watch it, once they do this, they will immediately distrust each other, be full of suspicion, and even become morally corrupt and turn against each other in the long run." Xu Shan curled his lips, "The only thing they can do is rely on me as the leader and show their support to me Only by flattering can you win a better place in the competition."

"Everyone can see this trick, but this is a dead end. Besides, we only need to survive twenty days, and there won't be any big problems."

Lu Xiangjun fell into deep thought.

...

"Sect Master Ye, this disciple of yours is not a demonic monk. There is no decent behavior in his body!"

A group of eager eyes stared at Ye Qingbi.

I have endured it for ten days! Xu Shan had a lot of tricks to torture people, and most of them were tortured by him.

Until now, Xu Shan started a new round of calculations, and all the sect leaders finally couldn't stand it any longer and started to attack in unison.

"It doesn't matter whether monks compete with each other whether they live or die, but the disciples you taught must not insult others, right? They also used all kinds of unscrupulous methods!" Chen Lian, the Huoxin Sect, reprimanded loudly.

"Not only that, our monks in the north have always been united. Even in the past hundred years of great competitions, the harmony has never been broken like this one. Now he is sowing discord, which is absolutely intolerable in this sect." Sun Yuanzheng said, "And he is now Still fixing the game!”

Facing the crowd's questioning, Ye Qingbi looked at them coldly and said, "He just wants to live. What's wrong with him?"

"Yes, your disciples have been tortured quite a lot, but have you ever thought about how many people would have died in the secret realm without my disciples?"

"Your disciples only lost face, but gained lives! My sect disciple Xu Shan did not advocate killing, but united his colleagues and loved competition. Now you are slandering him as a demonic monk. Where is your conscience!"

"There are some things that I don't want to say openly. Even if Xu Shan is honest and honest in the secret realm, no one will offend him. Who among you is willing to give him a way out?"

Everyone was speechless and sat back down silently.

If she continued talking, everyone's faces would be dull.

...

Lu Xiangjun thought for a long time and said: "Junior brother... I think we have gone too far. We have offended so many sects. How can we still mess around in the future?"

Xu Shan smiled and asked, "Are you worried about me or the Xinglan Sect?"

"Both."

Xu Shan thought for a while and said: "No matter what I do in the secret realm, I can't escape the situation of being made things difficult for me. The broken inheritance is still with me."

"As for the sect, you don't have to worry. The day when the secret realm competition ends, that's when I, Xu Shan, will leave the sect. From now on, I, Xu Shan, will have nothing to do with the Xinglan Sect. Everything in the secret realm will be done by me alone. Responsibility has nothing to do with the sect.”

Lu Xiangjun's expression suddenly stiffened, and Qiqi Ai Ai said: "Stop joking, junior brother, you don't have to die, no doubt? Senior brother, it's rare for me to meet someone like you, don't think about it, how can we discuss something, the world of cultivation is not like this The devil's path is not a place outside the law."

"Ha." Xu Shan sneered, "The world of cultivation is not a lawless place, but breaking the law is normal, right?"

"Who makes the rules? It's just the top monks who set the rules. It's the top monks who uphold the rules. It's the top monks who explain the rules."

"These rules were never made for people like you and me. Now that I have taken something I shouldn't have taken, it has violated the interests of the higher-ups. All they have to do is take their things back without hesitation."

Seeing Lu Xiangjun's depressed attitude, Xu Shan comforted her: "Brother, don't think too much. The most important thing for people is to accept reality. I have already accepted my fate. But fate will never limit me. I will live. The inheritance is in my hands. If I don't want to give it, no one can take it away!"

"But..."

"Master Xu! I have captured two new teammates, monks from Fengshuang Sect, come quickly!"

Xu Shan immediately went forward after hearing this. The two monks were pressed to their knees on the ground, with their heads down and no one knew what their expressions were.

"Master Xu, the monks from Fengshuang Sect are good at ice and wind. If you encounter a group of beasts, it's best to have them."

Xu Shan nodded with satisfaction: "Yes, brothers, don't be afraid, raise your heads."

As soon as he finished speaking, one of the monks from Fengshuang Sect suddenly raised his head, and a white wind column with ice chips rushed towards Xu Shan's face!

At the same time he raised his head, Xu Shan raised his right arm to block.

A column of ice chips and wind hit the towel on his right arm.

There was a swelling and pain on his right arm, and Xu Shan showed a disdainful smile on his face.

There is a third prop for direct confrontation. He is not afraid of anyone, but it is difficult to guard against sneak attacks.

Therefore, he is always the most vigilant when approaching others.

This is not the first time that this has happened.

After the attack missed, the monk of Fengshuang Sect began to struggle violently, and his teammates on both sides were busy restraining him.

Lu Xiangjun, who was in a bad mood, was furious when she saw this scene.

She stepped forward and grabbed the collar of the monk of Fengshuang Sect, and threw a big post on him.

"You son of a bitch! You are imitating sneak attacks in these two moves. Didn't you give my junior brother a cold!"

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(Let me make a statement. I write about serious cultivation. I am a traditionalist. Please believe me!!)