Mo Feng spoke, "Little Medical Immortal, it is more than enough to be the chief disciple of Yunlan Sect with your potential, so there is no need to worry too much."

Then he looked at Yun Yun and asked, "Sister Yun'er, what do you think?"

The importance of the chief disciple is extraordinary and must be personally recognized by the sect leader.

Yun Yun raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "The little doctor immortal is extremely talented and can be the chief. However, the eldest elder came to me a few days ago, hoping to get his grandson Yun Tianyang to get the last seat."

"Yun Tianyang, is that trash who is still a fighter who is twenty years old?"

Mo Feng said something.

Yun Yun said: "No, but he has been promoted to the first-star fighter some time ago. It seems that he has taken some pills."

The former said disdainfully: "I have consumed so much resources to reach the level of a fighting master. Is there any face to be the chief disciple?"

In his opinion, Yun Tianyang is a playboy. He relies on the favor of the great elder Yun Ling and is domineering all day long. Many disciples have been bullied by him.

However, because he is supported by the powerful Dou King behind him, even the powerful Dou Ling who is a little unsightly is unwilling to worry about such troubles.

Moreover, although this person has poor character, he is not completely brainless. He knows what kind of people can bully and what kind of people cannot offend.

When facing those elders with higher status, he would restrain himself a lot, so he had never received any punishment.

But Yun Ling is also thick-skinned. It would be fine if she had such a grandson who didn't discipline her well, but she actually wanted to find the position of chief disciple.

Then he asked, "Sister Yun'er won't really agree, right?"

"I'm not optimistic about Yun Feiyang, but the elder always has to give him some face, so I want to consider it and see if there are any more suitable candidates."

Yun Yun replied.

Mo Feng continued: "There was no suitable one before, but now, Xiaoyixian can fully deserve the position of chief."

Yun Yun said: "The little medical immortal is naturally extremely talented, but her realm is still a little bit short of that. The other chief disciples are at least at this level."

"In my opinion, there is no difference between a fighter and a fighter. And they were at least three-star fighter at the age of Xiaoyixian, right?"

Mo Feng said something disrespectfully, and then said, "I remember that the elder of the inner sect should have had the right to recommend the chief disciple once? Since that's the case, I will recommend the Little Medical Immortal as the elder."

Hearing this, Yun Yun nodded slightly: "This is OK, but the Great Elder also recommended Yun Tianyang. According to the rules, they need to be allowed to compete for the two of them so that the winner can get the last seat.

But now Yun Tianyang is already a fighting master, and Xiaoyixian is still a fighting master, so this kind of competition is not fair."

Mo Feng heard this and said, "It doesn't matter. That guy just relied on the accumulation of resources to reach the level of a fighter. The fighting spirit is weak and it is not difficult to deal with."

Although Xiao Yixian is only an eight-star Douzhe, she has a poisonous body of disaster and is far more threatening than people of the same level. Moreover, her body has a soul bone of a fifth-level monster, so it should not be a problem to deal with a one-star Douzhe.

Yun Yun looked at Xiaoyixian and asked, "What do you mean?"

The little Yixian nodded: "Sect Master, I'm willing to give it a try."

The former smiled and said, "Since that's the case, I will set the competition time in three days and I will notify you. The other chief disciples and several elders will go to watch the battle, and I will also come to the scene to testify in person."

Mo Feng nodded slightly. This is not bad. It can be regarded as giving Xiaoyixian a chance to leave the country, allowing her to integrate into Yunlan Sect faster...

Three days passed quickly, and the news spread quickly within the sect.

Everyone knows that the Great Elder Yun Ling and Mo Feng both recommended one person to compete for the last place to pass on the disciple.

In a luxurious hall, an old man with gray hair suddenly crushed a teacup, and a gloomy anger appeared on his face.

"It's really outrageous. A junior who is less than 20 years old dares to go against me!"

He is Yun Ling, and he just learned about this.

For the uneasy grandson, he took great pains to rely on his position to use a large amount of resources within the sect to push his incompetent grandson to the realm of a fighting master.

The reason for this is to have the qualifications to become the chief disciple.

After becoming the chief disciple, relying on the power of his elder, he might be able to obtain the position of an inner elder for his grandson in the future.

For this matter, he even put his face down and asked Yun Yun for help.

Originally, everything was almost done, but unexpectedly, someone suddenly came up to disrupt the situation. How could this make him angry?

Although Mo Feng has a very talent for cultivation, in Yun Ling's opinion, he is the great elder in the sect, below one person and above ten thousand people.

Except for the sect leader, he is the biggest, and the rest must listen to their own.

But this time Mo Feng disturbed his good things, which made him feel very unhappy.

He had made up his mind and must give the other party some colors in the future, otherwise what kind of majesty is the great elder?

If I had known this, I would have removed the other party when he first entered the sect a few years ago, so there would be no trouble now.

But now it’s useless to think about this. The most important thing in front of you is to help your grandson win this competition.

Then he spoke, "Bloody Hand!"

"Great Elder!"

A young man next to him knelt on one knee and responded respectfully, his hands appearing strange blood-red.

"Go and check who Mo Feng recommends this time. If you have a threat to Tianyang, get rid of him!"

A chill flashed in Yun Ling's eyes.

"Bloody hand obeys the order!"
Chapter completed!