Grand Immortal Sect Conference

As the snow fell, Ning Lang couldn't help but feel a bit melancholic.

What's gone is gone.

Where should I go in the future?

He had been here for eleven years, and though he rarely descended the mountain, he had gained a rough understanding of the world through the various written records.

There wasn't much dynastic turmoil here; only two dynasties stood out, the Great Yu Dynasty and the distant Frosty Mountain's Hu Lie Dynasty. Despite their vast territories, together they only occupied half of the continent.

Because here, besides humans.

There were demonic beasts...

There were specters...

There were even demonic cultivators...

Thinking of this...

"The area below the mountain is too chaotic; it's safer to stay up here." Ning Lang murmured to himself, then turned back to his bamboo house.

...

Another half a month passed.

Jiang Keran finally reached the Greater Realm in his practice of 'Cloud-Soaring Art.' This afternoon, after practicing in the thick snow, Jiang Keran looked at Ning Lang, feeling both nervous and uneasy.

Will Master be satisfied?

I've really... done my best!

In the past half-month, except for sleeping and eating, I've spent almost all my time practicing.

Ning Lang frowned for a while. Eventually, he nodded and said, "Not bad, but you still need to strive harder."

Jiang Keran felt a pang of emotion and quickly saluted, "I will follow Master's teachings."

"Jiang Chen."

Ning Lang asked again, "Has your cultivation increased recently?"

Ning Lang asked casually, showing concern.

But when Jiang Chen heard this, he scratched the back of his head, grinned, and said, "Master, it seems like I'm about to break through again."

Hiss...

Jiang Keran took a sharp breath.

In the over a month at Miao Peak, he had gained some understanding of Ning Lang, Jiang Chen, and Gan Tang. Of course, he knew that his eldest senior brother, who was once just a Outer Disciple half a year ago, had now reached the Qi Refining Realm. Now, he was about to break through again, meaning he would soon reach the Qi Refining Middle grade.

This speed of improvement... is he still human?

Jiang Keran glanced at Jiang Chen, then at Ning Lang, who remained calm. In his heart, Ning Lang's image became even more towering.

[Connection character Jiang Keran's loyalty refreshed.]

[Current loyalty: 84]

Little did he know that Ning Lang's shock in his heart was no less than his own.

The only reason it looked so calm was that Ning Lang was exerting great control.

Good heavens...

What kind of treasure did I pick up as a disciple? With this speed of cultivation, if it's not cheating, who can catch up?

Just at this moment, a figure appeared at the edge of the cliff.

Su Xuan, the eldest disciple of Elder Gao Qianshou appeared.

Ning Lang narrowed his eyes, watching him walk respectfully in front of him. Su Xuan then bowed and said, "Greetings, Seventh Elder."

"What's the matter?"

"The Sect Master requests the seven elders for a discussion in Haohui Palace tonight. I'm here to inform Senior Uncle."

"Discussion?"

Ning Lang frowned and waved his hand. "Alright, I got it. You can go."

"Yes!" Su Xuan then left.

...

As the sun set, night fell.

Ning Lang flew to the entrance of Haohui Palace. Coincidentally, Qiu Yunze and Zhao Jian came together. The three of them looked at each other in silence, walking into Haohui Palace together.

Mei Qinghe sat high in the position of the Sect Master. Seeing the seven people gathered, he got straight to the point, "The news from Zhengyang Palace is that the Immortal Sect Conference will be held in March next year. Our Haohui Sect has two slots. I called you all here tonight to discuss the issue of the candidates."

"The Immortal Sect Conference? Has it been five years already?"

"Is it still held in Zhengyang Palace this time?"

Immortal Sect Conference.

Held every five years.

Second-rate or higher sects in the Great Yu Dynasty would send disciples to participate. It showcased the potential of the younger generation and provided an opportunity for them to gain experience.

Although Haohui Sect was considered a first-rate sect, in the past conferences, not to mention the top three, they hadn't even secured a single slot.

While the six elders were discussing, a task suddenly appeared.

[Activate task: Secure spots for Jiang Chen and Gan Tang in the Immortal Sect Conference.]

[Task deadline: None]

[Task rewards: Five years of cultivation (bound), Qiansirao (cultivation technique), Ultimate Mountain-moving Seals (cultivation technique), five Ascending Spirit Pills.]

They really want to give me trouble... There are only two slots for the Immortal Sect Conference, and if I secure both, the other elders might want to strangle me.

But the rewards are tempting.

Five years of cultivation, two techniques, and five Ascending Spirit Pills.

Ascending Spirit Pills, if I remember correctly, are third-grade elixirs. When consumed by cultivators below the Crystallization Realm, their cultivation will significantly improve. The price of one Ascending Spirit Pill is estimated to be no less than one Spirit Crystal. Looking at it this way...

I guess I have to fight for this slot.

Just as Ning Lang was calculating in his heart.

The discussion about the candidates for the Immortal Sect Conference had already begun among the elders.

Second Elder Li Hongri said, "Among the younger disciples, except for Xiao Ran, my second disciple Wang Haodong's talent is believed to be evident to all. It would be most suitable for him to participate in the Immortal Sect Conference together with Xiao Ran."

As soon as he finished speaking.

Third Elder Yu Zhen immediately said, "My second disciple Peng Yu has also broken through to the Qi Refining Realm Middle-grade. His talent is not inferior to Wang Haodong's."

Zhao Jian said coldly, "My disciple Zhao Zixuan is the same."

Qiu Yunze did not participate. He only had one disciple, Xiao Ran. In his heart, even if Haohui Sect only had one slot, it must be Xiao Ran who went.

In the midst of the elders' heated discussions.

"You don't need to argue." Ning Lang suddenly stood up and said, "I'll take both slots for the Immortal Sect Conference."

As soon as he said that.

Seven pairs of eyes stared at Ning Lang.

Silence lasted for a full ten breaths. Zhao Jian sneered, and the other elders also laughed.

"Ning Lang, you don't get to decide on this matter."

"Do you really think the Immortal Sect Conference is a child's play?"

"..."

Ning Lang smiled and stood up, saying to Mei Qinghe, "Master, I want to ask, shouldn't the selection of candidates for the Immortal Sect Conference be based on strength? This is related to the reputation of our Haohui Sect."

"That's natural." Mei Qinghe replied, "After all, it concerns the honor of our Haohui Sect."

Ning Lang smiled, "Since arguing won't lead to a conclusion, why not do it this way? In February next year, we will assess the disciples in the sect who have the strength to participate in the Immortal Sect Conference. The top two performers will represent Haohui Sect in the Immortal Sect Conference."

"How do we assess?" Qiu Yunze asked coldly.

"One-on-one, challenge!"

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