Jiang Deng was not embarrassed at all and recommended herself: "Among everyone, I should be the leader of the team!"
Upon hearing this, Su Heng's face turned dark.
Jiang Deng feels uncomfortable if he doesn’t make trouble for him all day, and he even has to compete for the quota of the team?
Jiang Deng had another plan in her mind.
Leading a team has one of the biggest advantages, that is, whatever she says is what she says!
If she enters the secret realm, she wants to hide her identity and do something else, and can directly send someone away. If it is replaced by someone else's team?
That is, she was commanded by others, which is obviously not her style.
"Nothing!"
Wu Cheng couldn't help but patted the chair and said angrily: "You are just the foundation-building realm cultivation. If you are asked to lead the team, then when the other two sects see it, they will lose the face of our largest sect in Taichu Sword Sect!
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Jiang Deng sarcastically said, "Then your cultivation is high, why don't you lead the team? Don't you want to?"
Wu Cheng: "..."
He doesn't want to do it, he's over-age!
Wu Cheng's face turned blue and white. He wanted to refute Jiang Deng, but he didn't know how to refute it. In the end, he could only squeeze out four short words from the gap of his teeth, "Critic teeth and sharp mouth!"
Jiang Deng continued to retort, "It's always better than you being stupid and clumsy!"
"Oh……"
Baili Chengfeng, who was beside him, couldn't help but chuckled. When he laughed, his eyebrows and eyes were curved, and the cold and stern expression on his face also dissipated, so soft that it seemed as if it was bathed in spring breeze.
Jiang Deng caught Baili Chengfeng's smiling face and felt familiar inexplicably. She subconsciously rubbed her eyes. When she went to see it, she found that the other party had recovered Ye Guchen's dead face.
Strange...
Seeing Jiang Deng pointing out like a firecracker, Su Heng was afraid of being criticized, so he didn't dare to directly reject Jiang Deng's request for a moment.
Fortunately, Xia Chenqing smiled and said, "Since Mr. Jiang wants to lead the team, I will naturally not compete with Mr. Jiang. I just need to be a entourage."
Su Heng's mood improved slightly, but his eldest disciple knew how to advance and retreat, which successfully avoided his dispute with Jiang Deng.
To be honest, he was really afraid of Jiang Deng.
Although Jiang Deng’s cultivation is still low now, one strong man after another is standing at Jiang Deng’s head.
It would be fine if the demon cultivator protected Jiang Deng. The ancestor was a little confused about Jiang Deng. Even the Ye Shang Envoy who had just appeared seemed to be favoring Jiang Deng.
He really can't afford to offend Jiang Deng!
"The opening time of the secret realm will be opened in three days. Remember to act carefully after entering the secret realm. If you encounter danger, try to take your own safety as the premise. Also, Master Jiang Feng..."
Su Heng looked at Jiang Deng and said with a stern look: "Since you insist on leading the team, the first thing is to ensure the safety of your disciples. You should be able to do this, right?"
Jiang Deng nodded, "As long as they listen to me, I promise they can come back in a hurry."
Xia Chenqing also echoed on the side: "Master, don't worry, disciples will assist Mr. Jiang on the side, and will never let everyone get into trouble."
Hearing this, Su Heng's heart calmed down.
Jiang Deng...he dared not count on it, but he always believed in his eldest disciple Xia Chenqing.
With Xia Chenqing here, there should be no problems with this trip to the secret realm.
"Okay, now we will start to give out the awards for the in-game competition, first of all the prizes of the three leaders."
Su Heng waved his sleeves and three items came to Jiang Deng, Feng Qing and Wen Yan.
Jiang Deng’s prize is the mustard seed that she is thinking about, which can warm up a space that carries living things.
Feng Qing’s prize is an alchemy furnace, which is called the Sifang Dan Furnace, which is a low-grade spiritual weapon in the Tianjie level.
Wen Yu's prize is a heavenly-level spirit beast egg. As long as he insists on injecting spiritual power every day, he can hatch a heavenly-level high-level spirit beast for his power to drive it.
The rewards for the other disciples were a little less, all of them were Xuan-level elixirs and spiritual weapons, but they were of great use.
As soon as he got the mustard seed seeds, Jiang Deng couldn't wait to look at it.
The mustard seed seed is very small, as big as a sesame seed. If her spiritual consciousness had not locked the mustard seed seed tightly, she would have been lost by accident.
Temptedly gathering a trace of chaotic power at his fingertips. The next moment, the mustard seed seeds seemed to be alive, following the spiritual power, all the way to Jiang Deng's dantian.
Feeling the rich chaotic power around you, the mustard seed seeds began to inhale the chaotic power continuously and work hard for your own germination.
Jiang Deng touched her chin, and I don’t know how many days it took for this mustard seed to sprout and produce space...
"Okay, you guys go back and rest early. Remember to gather at the gate of the sect before the hour of tomorrow. When the time comes, you will set out to Dalai Mountain thousands of miles away."
When everyone heard Su Heng start to drive people away, they turned around with a wink and left the hall.
The prize had been received, and Jiang Deng had no intention of staying behind to mess around. She was mixed up with a group of people and was about to follow them out of the hall.
"Feng Qing stayed for a moment." Su Heng's voice sounded behind him.
Hearing this, Jiang Deng immediately stopped and stared at Su Heng cautiously: "What are you doing if you keep my disciples in the peak?"
"Well……"
Su Heng didn't know why, but he was afraid of Jiang Deng's eyes and could only bite the bullet and say, "Some things need to be discussed."
Seeing that Su Heng was hiding something, Jiang Deng narrowed her eyes slightly and continued to ask: "What's the matter? Even I, the master of the peak, don't have the right to know?"
Su Heng's head is big.
He knew that Jiang Deng would definitely not do what he said, and was about to think of a word to scatter Jiang Deng.
Baili Chengfeng, who was beside him, suddenly spoke: "I came to Taichu Sword Sect this time to pick up Feng Qing and return to the Ling Palace to participate in the Saint Election three months later."
What?!
Feng Qing shrank for a moment, his eyes full of fear.
She remembered that the reason she came to Taichu Sword Sect was to be sent out by Taichu Sword Sect one day, but she didn't expect that this day would come so quickly!
Originally, she thought that she had already started practicing and could escape the fate of being sent away as a gift, but who knew that fate could not be escaped at all...
Feng Qing's hands began to shake. The news seemed like a bolt from the blue, instantly dragging her from the joy of getting the leader to hell. All she could feel was despair.
Jiang Deng came over, grabbed Feng Qing's hand, and comforted him, "Don't be afraid, I'm here! Say whatever you want, I'll support you."
Faced with the situation in front of him, Jiang Dingsi was not at all panicked.
So what if she angers Su Heng and others? She has Atu, a big backer. At worst, she can just use Atu’s clone to summon Atu!
Feeling the warm temperature of Jiang Deng's palm, Feng Qing suddenly felt as if she had strength. Her body no longer shivered and she looked directly at the people at the height without any hesitation.
"I don't want to go to the Spirit Palace! I don't want to participate in the saint election!"