The Rise of The Mythical Dragon

"If it weren't for this, would our Demon Flame Sect have transformed?"

"Well……"

For a moment, many elders did not know how to answer the words of the leader of the Demon Flame Sect.

Yes, the Demon Flame Sect may sound domineering, but in fact, they are declining day by day and cannot make ends meet.

Because there is too little fresh blood.

Compared to these demonic sects, the righteous sect is more popular.

Of course, the main reason is that they are located in remote areas, so naturally, no one comes here.

To put it bluntly, this is...

A poor place.

"Then... just ignore Qiao Sihan's matter?" asked an elder.

"Take care, of course we have to take care of it. If we can really get the opportunity of Qiao Sihan, it will definitely be a sign for our Demon Flame Sect!"

"Then how to control it? Master, you said you can't rob openly..."

The leader of the Demon Flame Sect said seriously: "I just said, you have to use your brain. Although we can't rob directly, we can go to the door to discuss, right?"

"Between sects, there will always be some kind of friendly competition, right?"

"Send your disciples over to compete with them. So, who of you is willing to send your disciples to the Qiao family to compete?" asked the leader of the Demon Flame Sect.

"Ah this..."

When many elders heard this, they immediately looked at each other, and for a moment, they didn't dare to say anything.

Seeing that none of the elders said anything, the head of the Demon Flame Sect had a look of displeasure on his face.

"What are you doing? No one is saying anything?"

"Fifth Elder, aren't you usually the most talkative? Why are you so silent today?"

The leader of the Demon Flame Sect looked at a sixty-year-old man with a beard.

When the fifth elder heard this, his body trembled with fright, his eyes rolled slightly, and he began to cough.

"Oh, ahem, Sect Master, no, I have been ill recently and my throat is not feeling well, so I talk less and less."

"Are you sick? Do you feel uncomfortable in your throat? Are you, a great saint master, telling me that you are sick?"

"It's a bad cold. A bad cold affects the holy energy in the body..."

"Seventh Elder, what about you? On weekdays, don't you like this kind of duty the most?"

"Ah, Sect Leader, no, my beloved pet passed away recently. I have been very sad recently and am overdosing it, so it is not suitable to travel."

"..."

When the leader of the Demon Flame Sect heard the nonsense reasons given by these elders one by one, his whole face was so gloomy that he looked like he was about to drip.

At that moment, the leader of the Demon Flame Sect took a deep breath, a powerful aura burst out from his body, and said coldly: "That's enough!"

When the Demon Flame Sect Master's momentum exploded, people were frightened and trembling.

"You old guys, you are usually so happy about your achievements and so competitive, why have you come to this juncture? Why are you all so scared? Can you still be more competitive?"

Many elders looked at each other. Among them, the fifth elder sighed lightly and stopped pretending to be sick. There was a look of helplessness on his old face.

"Sect Master, it's not that we are unwilling to agree to this, it's mainly because our disciples of the Demon Flame Sect... are so incompetent!"

"That's right, those are too cowardly. Let them go to Qiao's house to compete and challenge... We really can't afford to lose that old face!"

The other elders also agreed.

However, after hearing these words, the eyes of the leader of the Demon Flame Sect suddenly became bright.

There was even a rather lewd smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Hey, I just want those worthless pieces of trash!"

"What?"

"What the hell?"

The words of the leader of the Demon Flame Sect immediately stunned the elders, who were stuck in place like wooden stakes.

What's going on?

Why did the sect leader say such words?

Is there some mystery hidden in this?

An elder asked: "Sir, Lord, do you mean to send your disciples to be tortured?"

The leader of the Demon Flame Sect looked indifferent and said calmly: "You are right, you just want them to be tortured."

All of a sudden, all the elders looked at each other and whispered.

"Sir, sect leader, forgive me for being stupid, but why do you want our disciples to be tortured?"

The leader of the Demon Flame Sect smiled softly: "If we don't let them be tortured, how can we have any reason to go to them to settle accounts?"

Hearing the words of the leader of the Demon Flame Sect, many elders looked at each other again, with confusion in their eyes.

At this time, the third elder, who was more active in thinking, seemed to have thought of something and immediately opened his mouth to speak.

"I understand, Lord Sect Master, you want our disciples to challenge the Qiao family, and then get them injured, and then make them severely disabled."

"Afterwards, we will use this reason to settle accounts with them and force Qiao Sihan to hand over the opportunity!"

"Third Elder, I didn't expect that you are quite smart and can discover our thoughts."

Upon hearing this, the leader of the Demon Flame Sect nodded immediately, put his hands behind his back, and said with satisfaction: "What you said is correct, it is indeed like this."

When the other elders heard this, they suddenly realized.

"My lord, the sect master, is wise!"

"So insidious!"

"How vicious!"

When the leader of the Demon Flame Sect heard the last words, he straightened his face and said seriously: "What a viciousness, this is called having a strategy, do you understand?"

"When you do things, you have to use your brain, use your brain, you know?"

"Yes, yes, yes, the lord is right."

"In that case, who of you is willing to send a disciple there?"

The leader of the Demon Flame Sect smiled softly and asked.

"In that case, let my disciples go!" The fifth elder stood up and said directly.

"No, no, the disciples of the fifth elder have already reached the level of fifth-level holy masters. They are too strong. I have to let my disciples do it. The strongest of my disciples is only a third-level holy master!"

"Fart, my disciple is the weakest, okay? He's only a first-grade Saint Master!"

"Everyone, get out of the way, my disciples don't even have a Saint Master, let him go!"

All of a sudden, these elders became red-faced and quarreled with each other.

This made the leader of the Demon Flame Sect suddenly speechless.

Just now everyone was pretending not to know anything, but now everyone is scrambling.

Therefore, the leader of the Demon Flame Sect directly asked many elders to send out a disciple one by one, and then formed a team to go to Qiao's house to compete.

Many elders returned to their own territories one by one, began to gather their disciples, and then began to select disciples.