Chapter 521

Like Qing Yun Sect, become a subsidiary sect of Dao Yi Sect.

Hearing this, Huang Tian sank into thought for a long time; this is indeed currently the only way out for the Huang Ji Sect.

Moreover, Dao Yi Sect proactively organized this four-sect grand competition; isn't that just a show of strength?

Anyone who doesn't comply can easily imagine the outcome.

After this, the pattern of Dongzhou will likely be completely settled; if the Huang Ji Sect refuses to submit, it won't be as simple as merely struggling to survive.

Furthermore, after Qing Yun Sect defected to Dao Yi Sect, it was not subjected to unlimited exploitation; aside from the Xiūliàn resources required to be paid under the agreement, Dao Yi Sect did nothing else to Qing Yun Sect.

Moreover, it completely resolved Qing Yun Sect's awkward situation.

This also moved Huang Tian's heart; at least he doesn't have to worry about Dao Yi Sect discarding him after he's no longer useful.

After receiving the invitation from Dao Yi Sect, the various sects had different thoughts, but they all shared a consensus: in the future, Dongzhou would be dominated solely by Dao Yi Sect.

After several more days, Qi Xiong and the others finally set out from Jinhai Yingdi, preparing to return to the Sect.

As for this side of the East Sea, a few elders from Yuzhu Feng and some disciples were left behind to take charge.

Returning to the Sect via the Teleportation Array was not troublesome.

When the crowd returned to the Sect via the Teleportation Array, Wu Shou was already waiting here.

Upon seeing Qi Xiong, he immediately opened his mouth with a resentful expression.

"Yo, isn't that Senior Brother? Finally willing to return to the Sect."

"Hehe, what's wrong, junior brother?"

"What's wrong? You say what's wrong?"

"Alright, alright, isn't he back?"

Wu Shou had been looking forward to this day and night; he finally managed to wait for Qi Xiong's return. He had thought that with this, he could finally relax a bit and resume his role as Grand Elder.

But who would have thought that although Qi Xiong did return, in reality nothing had changed at all.

Not only Qi Xiong, but even Shi Song, Chen Ren and the others were the same.

Just after returning to his Dong Fu, before Wu Shou could catch his breath, a steward hurried over.

"Grand Elder, this is about the four-sect grand competition; please take a look."

Huh???

Hearing this, Wu Shou turned his head with a puzzled look and said, bewildered.

"Isn't the Sect Master back? You should hand these matters to him."

This..............

Hearing this, the steward hesitated and said.

"Sect Master........ the Sect Master is not at Zhu Feng."

"Not there?"

Has it been only two Shíchén since he returned, and he's already disappeared again? Wu Shou's expression changed, but before he could speak, another steward from the Law Enforcement Hall arrived.

"Grand Elder, there is a matter that needs your personal handling."

Huh???

"Where is the third junior brother?"

"That.......... the hall master is not in the Law Enforcement Hall."

"Not there either?"

His face had already turned somewhat grim, and before it was over, a steward from the Mission Hall also came to the door.

"Grand Elder, this is the new task that arrived this month; please take a look."

"Chen Ren isn't here either?"

"How does the Grand Elder know?"

"Damn it........"

A roar erupted directly from inside Wu Shou's Dong Fu: "Damn it, why did you guys come back? Why do I still have to deal with these things?"

One or two of them aren't staying properly at Zhu Feng; where the hell did they go?

Anger aside, there's nothing to be done; the matters have been delivered to our doorstep, we can't just ignore them, or else the Sect will fall into chaos.

He thought that after dealing with these matters, he would go find Qi Xiong and the others and bring them back.

But Wu Shou never expected that at this moment, Qi Xiong and the others had already gathered at Divine Sword Peak.

When Fàn diǎn arrived, the upper and lower areas of Divine Sword Peak were filled with the silhouettes of many disciples.

There was Divine Sword Peak, Jade Maiden Peak, Blood Blade Peak, Overlord Spear Peak, Yuzhu Feng, and Hundred Herbs Peak.

Disciples from all peaks gathered together, making the scene incredibly lively.

"Isn't the dining hall a bit small?"

Indeed, as more and more disciples arrived, the dining hall of Divine Sword Peak now appeared somewhat crowded.

Especially outside the dining hall, with many disciples making moves, it became even more chaotic.

It was already a crowd of people, and now they have to compete for spots, making it impossible to even move.

One disciple performed a movement technique and took a step forward.

"Flowing Light Step."

However, the next second, another disciple likewise performed a movement technique, and the two collided directly.

"Holy shit, are you blind?"

"Your movement technique isn't up to par; what's that got to do with me?"

"I'm not up to par? I've mastered the Flowing Light Step, damn it!"

"Whoever said that is no different."

They are all Transformation Realm Flowing Light Steps, yet in this setting not a bit can be unleashed—after all, Transformation Realm movement techniques can't go through walls; they're all Transformation Realm movement techniques, they're all people, so it's easy to collide.

Not to mention movement techniques, even spell techniques are hard to cast.

Take Li Dazui for example; at this moment he's squeezed in the crowd, just raised his hand wanting to unleash Cotton Palm.

"Watch my Cotton Palm."

But as his words fell, he discovered everyone around was people, and he couldn't lift his hand.

"Holy shit, let me fucking raise my hand."

"Raise my ass? My feet haven't even touched the ground."

He lowered his head and saw that the disciple beside him was being squeezed by the surrounding people into midair.

"Junior Brother, this won't do; we'll use Línglì to force them out."

Some disciples wanted to use Línglì to shock others back; hearing this, several fellow Shī xiōng nearby nodded in agreement.

"Good."

The idea is good, but unfortunately, many disciples have the same idea.

So............ in an instant, countless strands of Línglì burst out wildly from their bodies, which should have been able to blast some disciples away.

But with so many strands of Línglì colliding, not only did they fail to blast the disciples away, on the contrary it was as if a reaction force was produced, making the crowd squeeze tighter and tighter.

Some disciples had their faces squeezed onto other Shī xiōng's buttocks; a Jade Maiden Peak junior sister, in an embarrassing pose, had her mouth squeezed onto the Shī xiōng's crotch.

In an instant, the disciples screamed in misery.

"Gather your Línglì, don't fucking release it."

"Did you fucking fart? What did you eat, it's so stinky."

"Shī xiōng, you're going too far; just smelling the smell is enough, yet you still want my recipe?"

"I'll fucking kill you."

"Shī xiōng, pay attention a little.............."

"Junior sister, I can't control myself."

The alley leading to the dining hall seemed to instantly turn into a huge furnace; looking around, people were packed together with people, leaving no space at all.

Moreover, the constant collisions and pressure of Línglì even filled the last remaining gaps.

In the courtyard, Qi Xiong and the others also had complex expressions; "How the fuck did it come to this?"

Unable to bear watching, in the end Qi Xiong and the others personally intervened, only then separating the disciples.

"Just look, I said this dining hall would become a joke."

"Senior Brother is right; why not go to our Hundred Herbs Peak? We have the fewest disciples and plenty of open space—I'll personally build a new dining hall for Ye Changqing."

Upon hearing this, Mu You immediately spoke up, eyes full of anticipation as he said.

But as soon as those words were spoken, Hong Zun immediately opposed them.

"Get lost, Ye Changqing is a person of our Divine Sword Peak—how could he go to your Hundred Herbs Peak?"