I traveled through the book and became a junior sister of a sect. The plot is decided by me.

Chapter 229 Small Sect Dark Horse

Turning around, all the spiritual medicines in the valley had been looted. Xiao Huanhuan looked at the people of Mingyue Sect with frustration, "Can we leave now?"

Ye Xiaoshu waved his hand and looked at the full mustard bag with joy, "Let's go."

Xiao Huanhuan turned around and left. After a while, he heard an explosion not far away outside the valley.

Gu Ning: "Who did you rob this time?"

Ye Shuming hurriedly pulled Gu Ning out excitedly, "Let's go, let's go and watch the fun..."

The two rushed out first, but found that the battle was over. A group of disciples from small sects, dressed in different clothes, held their spirit tablets pitifully, and let Xiao Huanhuan and other disciples of Qingyun Sect open their mustard seed bags and loot almost 70% of the spiritual medicines.

Gu Ning: "Wow, this is the world of immortal cultivation where strength determines who wins?"

"Yes." Ye Shuming was not interested. "I thought that Qingyun Sect had encountered another tough problem. It's boring."

"It's not even that exciting yet. The leading disciple is about to cry." Gu Ning raised his eyebrows. "Is this the trial?"

"The first lesson in cultivating immortals is that the strong are always respected." Meng Jia stood beside Gu Ning, "The weak have no right to speak, Junior Sister."

Ye Xiaoshu also nodded, "Xiao Huanhuan is still kind. He didn't directly expel them from the Mingyue Valley trial, and he didn't take away all their spiritual medicines. He only took 70% of them."

"That's true, the strong are respected." Gu Ning thought of the situation in the Canghai Secret Realm where everyone did not take human life seriously, and instantly understood that this trial had another purpose.

That is...the strong are respected.

Even if you have to swallow your anger, you have to understand this principle.

Judging from the expressions of the disciples in front, they obviously understood this truth, so they looked aggrieved and unconvinced, but there was no resentment on their faces.

After the search was completed, Xiao Huanhuan looked towards Mingyue Sect, "Why, you want to search again?"

Upon hearing this, the disciples of those small sects trembled instantly.

Meng Jia raised his hand and waved gently, "It's okay, we'll just plunder you in the end."

Xiao Huanhuan's face suddenly turned dark, and he turned around and walked quickly forward.

I can’t talk to the disciples of Mingyue Sect anymore, or I’ll be pissed to death.

After seeing the people from Qingyun Sect leave, Meng Jia walked up to the disciples from the smaller sects and said, "There are still a few left, so go out first."

After saying that, the group from Mingyue Sect walked past them in a heroic and high-spirited manner.

"Brother Chang, what should we do?" A disciple behind him asked one of the men with a sad face, "We originally had enough spiritual medicines, and we would definitely get a good ranking if we go out. If we go out now... I'm afraid our ranking will drop a lot."

Senior Brother Chang gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go and rob others."

As soon as they finished speaking, they instantly regained their fighting spirit, changed direction and charged into a valley, where they engaged in a fierce battle with another group of disciples.

Gu Ning heard the voice coming from behind him from afar and said jokingly, "Big Brother, what you said is useless..."

"Wealth and honor are sought in danger." Meng Jia turned around and smiled, "But they made a wrong estimate. There is a middle-aged cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage in that place."

Sure enough, after a while, a group of light spots flashed by.

This time, not only did they lose their few remaining elixirs, they were also kicked out of the Mingyue Valley trial.

There were already quite a few injured disciples standing scattered on the Xiuxian Square. When they saw another group of people being sent out, they seemed to sigh, and also to be relieved.

"Wow, the world is still ruled by the seven major sects..."

At that time, the disciples of Chenshui Sect were surrounded by a group of disciples from small sects, led by a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator.

It was the disciple who had just defeated the group of people led by "Senior Brother Chang".

“Brother Zhou, if you hand over 70% of your spiritual medicines, I can exchange them for your safety.” The Yuanying stage disciple was obviously the leader, and he looked at Zhou Wentian with a serious gaze.

"Although you are a descendant of the Shenshui Sect and are already in the early stage of the Nascent Soul, I am already in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul." He said with a smile, "You are still young and you have many more chances."

"Shame on you." Xiao Moyan's face flushed with anger. "You must be in your seventies or eighties. How dare you be an ordinary disciple? You should be promoted to an elder, but you are still shamelessly occupying the disciple quota."

After being scolded by Xiao Moyan, the man's face froze slightly, and he said unnaturally, "I have never participated in the sect competition. All disciples have the opportunity to participate in the sect competition."

What this means is that I have to win this sect competition and become famous before I can become an elder.

Xiao Moyan became even angrier. If this wasn’t just being a rogue, what was it?

In the Xiuxian Square, Song Mingyue looked at Li Guzi and said, "Look, they are coming for your sect."

Li Guzi smiled cheerfully, his eyes swept across the small platform to look at the sect leader, and waved his hand, "It's okay, it will also let those opportunists know that the Shenshui Sect is not so easy to insult."

The Chenshui Sect really needs such an opportunity to prove that their strength and status are perfectly matched.

Over the years, many small sects have been holding back their big moves to replace the Shenshui Sect in the sect competition...

Li Guzi was originally a little worried, but when Zhou Wentian came back, all his worries turned into smoke and dissipated into the boundless sky.

His beloved disciple is naturally the best in kendo!

Song Mingyue rolled her eyes at Li Guzi and said, "Can your disciple compare to my little Aning?"

Li Guzi: “…”

In the Mingyue Valley, Zhou Wentian slowly drew out the Liuguang Sword, and the light flowed like water, as if all things were revived.

"Draw your sword, let me see your strength."

"Clang!" The sword was unsheathed, and the middle-aged disciple smiled up to the sky, "Remember, my name is Shen Wuji."