"Father?"
Bai Zhirou's eyes reddened in the face of Bai Qinghe's overbearing pressure. She looked like she was about to cry.
What a pity!
Bai Qinghe chose to ignore them. Instead, a smile appeared on his face. He looked at the two handsome young men and said,"
"Blue Dawn, Jiang Yun, you two are the most outstanding disciples of our sect.”
"I hope that the two of you will perform well in the sect competition three days later. Don't let me and the four elders down.”
As Bai Qinghe finished speaking.
Lan Chen and Jiang Yun hurriedly went forward and bowed.
"I will not disappoint the expectations of the sect master and the four elders.”
"Master, don't worry. I'll do my best.”
Bai Qinghe and the four elders nodded in satisfaction at the two direct disciples 'strong voices.
……
At this moment.
Ning Chuan, who was in the crowd, watched this scene calmly.
A hint of speechlessness appeared at the corner of his mouth.
In Ning Chuan's opinion.
Bai Qinghe, the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect, had such a low EQ that no one knew how he became the Sect Leader.
These two direct disciples were obviously determined to obtain the position of Sect Leader and were very fond of their Junior Sister Bai Zhirou.
As the Sect Leader of the Iron Sword Sect, you did this.
Wouldn't this make the two of them see each other as mortal enemies?
The development of a sect should be united.
At this moment, the two personal disciples probably wanted to kill each other.
This was a complete reduction of the Iron Sword Sect.
Even if one of them won, how could the other be satisfied?
He was afraid that a big problem would arise sooner or later.
At this moment.
Ning Chuan directly labeled Bai Qinghe as a warrior who was brave but had no brains.
According to Bai Qinghe's way of handling things, the future of the Iron Sword Sect was worrying.
Of course.
Ning Chuan only complained in his heart.
He didn't have the time to care about this.
He didn't care about the future of the Iron Sword Sect.
He only wanted to live peacefully and accumulate strength in secret.
As for the sect competition three days later…
I'm sorry!
Ning Chuan had no interest in this so-called sect competition at all.
It was even more impossible for him to sign up.
Whether it was the position of sect leader or marrying Bai Zhirou as his wife, Ning Chuan didn't think it was attractive at all.
For Ning Chuan.
The so-called power was just a fleeting cloud.
The so-called women were nothing but skeletons.
On this long road of immortality, Ning Chuan only wanted to be invincible in the eternal sky.
Only an invincible cultivation base could allow him to roam the Nine Heavens and overlook the world.
…….
"The second thing is that after the sect competition, I will be in seclusion with the four elders for three months. The winner of the sect competition will also become the acting sect master.”
Bai Qinghe spoke again.
"Disciple will follow Sect Master's instructions."
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect hurriedly bowed in agreement.
Bai Qinghe and the four elders nodded in satisfaction and left together.
However, after Bai Qinghe and the four elders left…
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect immediately gathered around Lan Chen and Jiang Yun and began to flatter them.
"Senior Brother Jiang Yun is the sect master's last disciple. He will definitely be the champion of this sect competition.”
"I heard that Senior Brother Lan's internal strength has already reached the realm of a third-rate expert and that he has cultivated the Misty Rain Sword Technique to the great success realm. Senior Brother Lan will definitely shine in this sect competition.”
"You two are the most outstanding disciples of our Iron Sword Sect. In the future, we will need you to take care of us.”
…….
Just watch.
The disciples of the Iron Sword Sect consisted of both men and women.
Jiang Yun and Lan Chen enjoyed the flattery of their junior brothers and sisters.
However, anyone with a discerning eye could tell.
The two of them looked at each other with great hostility.
Moreover, the disciples were clearly divided into two camps.
Obviously.
In the sect competition three days later, the two of them would definitely fight to the death.
"Don't worry, Junior Sister. I, Jiang Yun, will definitely win in three days.”
Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun came to Bai Zhirou's side and said confidently.
"Ha, Eldest Senior Brother, isn't it a little too early for you to say that?”
"It's still unknown who will win. At that time, don't say that Junior Brother is ruthless. If you hurt Eldest Senior Brother, don't blame Junior Brother for not thinking about the feelings of being from the same sect.”
Second Senior Brother Lan Chen sneered.
A thick smell of gunpowder filled the entire Sect Leader Hall.
"Junior Brother Lan, you sure are arrogant. Although Elder Lan imparted the Misty Rain Sword Technique to you, do you think you're my match?”
Eldest Senior Brother Jiang Yun sneered.
"Alright, stop arguing. No matter who gets the position of sect master, I, Bai Zhirou, will not marry you.”
Before the two of them could continue fighting.
Bai Zhirou scolded angrily and ran out of the Sect Leader's Hall.
"Junior Sister!"
He saw his junior sister Bai Zhirou getting angry.
The two of them's expressions instantly changed, and they hurriedly chased after him.
…….
Such a scene.
Ning Chuan was speechless.
There were two young boys who were fighting for power, a young girl, and a group of disciples who were fawning over others.
However, there was also the unreliable Bai Qinghe.
Ning Chuan could not help but sigh in his heart.
The Iron Sword Sect would definitely be in chaos in the future.
But what did this have to do with him?
Ning Chuan smiled and left the Sect Leader's Hall without any sense of presence.
As for the sect competition three days later, let these young kids play.
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