In the largest restaurant in Tainan Valley, Wang Chan generously booked a luxurious private room with Han Li and Mo Xiaoshan. They ate and drank like friends they hadn't seen for a long time. The only thing was that they felt a little uncomfortable.
The one who was happy was Dong Xuan'er. She was happily going shopping with Wang Chan. Who wanted to drink with two other strangers?
However, Wang Chan, a straight man, would never worry about the mood of this unruly young lady.
After drinking for three rounds, Han Li said:
"Brother Wang, I really can't bear the power of alcohol. It's better not to drink too much. Why don't we just call it a day?"
Compared to Wang Chan's enthusiasm, Han Li seemed very reserved. Naturally, he couldn't fully trust Wang Chan. After all, how could anyone in this world take special care of him for no reason? Especially when the other person's cultivation level was not high enough.
Far above yourself.
Han Li even thought that the other party did this for his own Sky Palm Bottle. If the other party really wanted to steal it, he really had no choice.
Of course, Wang Chan could guess what Han Li was thinking, but he didn't think too much about it. Following the protagonist was the best way to gain luck. Even if he couldn't become a back-to-back friend, at least he couldn't become an enemy, otherwise
When downloading a dungeon, the risk factor will be much higher.
The next day, the Immortal Ascension Conference started as usual. Wang Chan, who replaced Hong Fu, naturally became the representative of Huang Maple Valley. She put on her shit-yellow clothes after a long time, and came to the Immortal Ascension Platform surrounded by several disciples.
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To be honest, Wang Chan doesn't like Huang Maple Valley's clothes at all. They are rustic and don't look like a fairy at all.
Among the seven sects, except for the Biyue Sect, which hosted the Immortal Ascension Conference, who sent Nangong Wan who was in the Dan-formation stage, the other representatives were basically monks in the Foundation-building stage, and they were all elderly and had no hope of breakthrough.
When Nangong Wan saw that the representative of Huang Maple Valley turned out to be the shopkeeper of Wanlingfang who had just traded with him yesterday, the delicate face under the veil showed a puzzled expression. This change of identity was indeed a bit happy, and she asked:
"I didn't expect that the shopkeeper is actually a monk from Huang Maple Valley. It's really surprising!"
In response, Wang Chan just smiled, cupped her hands, and said:
"I met Master Nangong, and he laughed at me. I just don't like the fighting and killing in the world of cultivation, so I just started some small business."
Among the seven sects, when you meet a monk with a high level of cultivation, you must call him uncle.
Nangong Wan was obviously a little unhappy when he heard this, and said angrily:
"Small business? I think your business is not small at all."
It's just my first time to enter the store, and I don't have any spiritual stones left. You think this business is small? I almost want to rob you.
Wang Chan touched her head awkwardly and said with a smile:
"I also need to pay for purchasing goods. Small profits but quick turnover, hahaha!"
Seeing their seniors looking at a young monk from Huang Maple Valley like this, the disciples of the Moon Covering Sect behind Nangong Wan were obviously unhappy. They looked at Wang Chan with anger. As the number one genius of the seven sects, Nangong Wan was the dream of countless male monks.
Lover, how could he pay so much attention to a junior from Yellow Maple Valley? It’s simply unreasonable.
After sensing that he had become the center of attention, Wang Chan decisively chose to interrupt the conversation with Nangong Wan, and did not treat the representatives of other sects politely. Except for the Qingxu sect, which had a better relationship with Huang Maple Valley, the monks from several other sects were all the same.
He seemed to be ignoring her and had no intention of talking to Wang Chan.
To put it bluntly, on the surface, the seven major sects are in harmony, but secretly they often try to get in the way of each other. Every time a secret realm is opened, the first thing to be on guard against is these so-called colleagues. Of course, it is not only the other seven sects that must be guarded against.
, we also need to be on guard against each other.
Wang Chan walked straight to his seat and looked down at the many monks below. Logically speaking, as the representative of Huang Maple Valley, he should introduce his sect to the young monks below and show off like representatives of other sects.
Show off your own cultivation realm and show off the powerful strength of your sect, so as to attract more talents to sign up for Yellow Maple Valley.
However, Wang Chan didn't care about this. As soon as he sat down, he leaned against his back and held his arms, treating this place as a resting place. Even if the disciple behind him reminded him, he didn't care.
The sect mission was led by Hong Fu, and the reward for the mission would definitely not be in his hands. In this case, why bother working so hard? Even if the reward was given to him, it would not be worth a few spirit stones, Wang Chan
There is no shortage of these three melons and two dates.
Of the nearly a thousand Qi Refining Stage monks who came to Tainan Valley, only seventy of them were able to formally join the sect and obtain the Foundation Building Pill. However, these people may not be able to build the Foundation. Basically, half of them would be good.
Calculated, out of a hundred monks in the Qi training stage, there are probably no more than five who can actually build a foundation. And among a hundred monks in the foundation building stage, those who are really lucky enough to form a pill are probably at this probability, plus those who unfortunately died.
, it is estimated that there are even more. Ten thousand monks may not even have two pills.
More than 95% of them are eliminated at each level, and when the Nascent Soul advances to become a god, there is no chance of even this.
The boring Immortal Ascension Conference made Wang Chan a little groggy. In the eyes of many monks in the Qi Refining Stage, the conference was about their future, but for Wang Chan, it was very boring. Even if someone wanted to break the rules, someone would naturally stop him.
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Only Cuihua and Dong Xuan'er could interest him a little bit when they competed.
As expected, Cuihua and Dong Xuan'er both advanced, while Han Li was eliminated at the first level. Only then did he realize that his pseudo-spiritual roots were actually the worst. He couldn't even participate in the competition.
He is not even qualified for the arena competition. If it weren't for the Immortal Ascension Order given to him by Wang Chan, he might not even have a chance to come into contact with the Foundation Establishment Pill.
As usual, after several rounds of brutal competitions, the winning disciples of each faction were announced one after another. Ten people including Dong Xuan'er, Cuihua, Chen Qiaoqian, and the monk surnamed Lu who had just been humiliated by Wang Chan not long ago also passed smoothly.
After this assessment, he officially became an inner disciple of Yellow Maple Valley.
When this monk, whose magic weapon was crushed just a day ago, saw Wang Chan, he was like a mouse seeing a cat, fearing that Wang Chan would just kill him.
Of course, Han Li, who was envied by countless people, also successfully joined the inner sect through the Immortal Ascension Order, and also received a Foundation Establishment Pill.
After the Ascension Conference is over.
Everyone took the sect's flying boat together and flew towards the Yellow Maple Valley. On the flying boat, Wang Chan looked at the young people in front of her and couldn't help but sigh. She didn't know whether these people would survive the next battle between good and evil.