Chapter 3161: Just come as is

Watching Wu Shou and the grand elders of the various major sects chatting and laughing happily, Qi Xiong's face turned green.

Although this matter has already been exposed, I still can't help feeling uneasy inside.

As the grand elders of the various major sects arrived one after another, the selection of the Best Grand Elder of the Immortal Realm's Human Race naturally began as scheduled.

That evening, everyone enjoyed a feast of wine and food, feeling completely at ease.

So when the conference began, everyone wore smiles, and even Qi Xiong's mood improved considerably.

Let's not talk about the rest; at least we got to enjoy this meal, and the food from that year was genuinely substantial—thinking about it, it's actually not unacceptable.

After all, he isn't the type who cares about empty fame.

He rarely showed a smile, but facing the people of the various major sects, Qi Xiong could now greet them with a smile.

On that day, the Dao One Immortal Platform was bustling with extraordinary liveliness, decorated with lanterns and colorful banners.

Wu Shou, meanwhile, was delighted from start to finish, unable to stop grinning.

After everyone had taken their seats, the finest Heavenly Treasure Nine Heavens Brew was brought to the table, and everyone praised it in every sip.

After all, there were quite a few people present, and everyone was served the Heavenly Treasure Nine Heavens Brew; just the cost of this drink alone was no small sum.

Sure enough, the Dao One Immortal Sect is still wealthy and generous; for this grand gathering, they even brought out such immortal brew.

Sipping the Heavenly Treasure Nine Heavens Brew, everyone exclaimed in admiration, while Wu Shou was delighted to the point of being unable to stop grinning.

Only Qi Xiong, for some unknown reason, constantly felt a heart‑wrenching pain, as if his heart were bleeding.

This damn wine was his, yet now it's all been given as a dowry to that old fogey.

Soon the conference began; according to the original plan, there should have been some formalities, with everyone comparing notes a bit.

Doing so would later provide some gossip material.

But Wu Shou had just opened his mouth when he said a sentence.

"This time I invited you all here for the sole purpose of selecting the Best Grand Elder among our Immortal Realm's Human Race."

"The position of Grand Elder is extremely important in any sect; having a good Grand Elder undoubtedly benefits a sect's development. Today we have gathered here precisely to select the Best Grand Elder in everyone's hearts."

"In the future, taking him as a model, we will continue to bring glory to our Human Race."

Wu Shou's words were sincere and heartfelt, but this was all arranged beforehand—the position of Best Grand Elder had already been decided; who else could it be but me?

Although there should have been many more procedures to follow, as soon as his words fell, someone shouted loudly.

"What Fellow Daoist Wu Shou said is correct; I believe the Best Grand Elder of the Immortal Realm's Human Race can be none other than Brother Wu Shou."

"Yes, I support that as well."

"The Best Grand Elder can be none other than Brother Wu Shou."

There was no further discussion; someone spoke up, and immediately everyone present echoed in agreement.

Although this should have been a good thing, there were still many procedures left to go through; hearing everyone's words, Wu Shou was instead left stunned.

No, it wasn't supposed to be like this before—what about the procedures? Go on with them; you're making this look like child's play, don't you know?

Although everyone knows there's a hidden agenda, what is a hidden agenda? It's something that should only be done behind the scenes; you can't bring it out into the open.

Right now he has only just said an opening remark—what do you all mean by this?

However, before Wu Shou could react, the Heavenly Family Grand Elder rose to his feet and shouted with arms raised.

"What you fellow Daoists said is correct; the title of Best Grand Elder of our Human Race belongs to none other than Wu Shou. I, the old man, hereby announce that the final winner of this Best Grand Elder selection is Grand Elder Wu Shou."

"Agreed."

"Good."

In an instant, everyone chimed in with agreement, while only Wu Shou stood alone, bewildered in the wind.

Watching each grand elder raise their arms and shout, Wu Shou was completely dazed.

No, I've only just begun—how did it end already?

The procedures that Qi Xiong had designed haven't even been started yet, and now all we've said is an opening remark—how did the selection finish already?

"Fellow Daoists, please………………"

"Come, come, come, let us congratulate Grand Elder Wu Shou."

"Yes, fill this cup, let us congratulate Grand Elder Wu Shou."

Wu Shou still wanted to say something, but the people present gave him no chance; in the next second they surrounded him, raising their cups.

You pour one cup, I pour another, and in the confusion Wu Shou ended up downing more than ten cups of wine.

He's still completely dazed—no, this isn't how the procedure should go.

Meanwhile, Qi Xiong, Yun Xiantai, Hong Zun, and the others beside him were all suppressing laughter.

Everyone knows there's a hidden agenda, but this hidden agenda is too blatant—there was no real selection, it just ended.

And everyone's thoughts are simple: they're just thinking about eating; who wants to bother with all this flashy nonsense?

It's just an empty title—give it to you, why say all that? Eating is what really matters.

But for Wu Shou, it's completely not like that.

By doing this, haven't they really made it nothing but an empty title?

You call it a selection, but at least go through the motions—this isn't even a performance; you haven't even finished the opening remarks and already announced the result?

What kind of talk will this spread as?

Looking at the Heavenly Family Grand Elder raising his cup alongside him, Wu Shou spoke with a strange expression.

"Brother Heaven, shouldn't we at least go through a selection?"

However, the Heavenly Family Grand Elder waved his hand indifferently.

"Ah, Brother Wu, you're being overly suspicious; since this is what everyone expects, why bother taking off your pants to fart? The Best Grand Elder should rightfully be you."

"But… I don't even want to fart right now."

You've made this look like a five‑year‑old playing house—what sort of thing is this? If it gets spread later, what will he say?

Before Wu Shou could continue speaking, Qi Xiong had already come over holding his wine cup, smiling smugly.

"Junior brother, I wouldn't have guessed, your prestige is quite high."

"You……"

"Before, I, your elder brother, was blind; not bad, not bad—this best Grand Elder position belongs to none but you. Come, come, come, let me, your elder brother, toast you a cup."

Having said that, Qi Xiong laughed heartily and drained the fine wine in his cup.

While looking at the crowd on the four-sided platform already raising their cups to celebrate, the disciples of Jade Maiden Peak in the field stared at each other.

They had all carefully dressed up today, after all this is a major event of the sect; as sect disciples, they naturally could not let the sect lose face.

But the problem is……

"Senior sister, the appetizers haven't even been served yet; what should we do now?"

"Me too, and besides, isn't there still a sword dance performance? Are we still going to perform it or not?"

"You ask me, I ask who."

Faced with the questions of the many junior sisters, Zhao Rou, as the senior sister, had a complex expression.

They haven't even started yet, and you're already finished? So what now? Will the food and drinks still be served?

Gazing at the people already drinking and celebrating, the many Jade Maiden Peak disciples stood frozen, not knowing what to do.

You already knew this would happen, so why go through all this? Just hand each person a Formation Disk, say a couple of words and it's done—why come all the way here from so far away?