41.Pull the opponent down from a dominant position

Five days had passed in the blink of an eye. The light screens above the square in front of the main hall of the Zixiao Sword Sect were still flashing continuously. The masters of each sect had been sitting there quietly, watching. Nascent Soul stage cultivators had already reached an unparalleled level of strength both in body and patience. No one wanted to miss the slightest bit of information about the new generation of other sects in this once-in-a-hundred-year grand competition. And they also wanted to see how their own disciples performed in actual combat.

Except for the initial fight when everyone first entered the secret realm, the number of fights decreased significantly on the second day. The disciples of each sect tacitly went to kill the demon beasts, collect resources, or look for their fellow disciples to enhance their combat power. Right now was the time to accumulate strength, and it wasn't time for duels yet. The mutual plundering in the later stage was the key to determining the winner. At present, the opponents didn't have any resources in their hands, so what was the point of fighting? It would be a loss if they got injured.

So, when competitors met, they usually greeted each other and then went their separate ways. Currently, the sect that had gathered the most disciples the fastest was the Tiantao Sect. They had already found fifteen fellow sect cultivators to travel together. However, this wasn't the group with the largest number of people. The group with the largest number of people was a motley crew...

Xu Shan crossed his legs and sat on a tiger-skin throne that was flying in the air. He lazily looked at the "oxen and horses" that he was driving below. There was no doubt that "the first step is always the hardest" was a truth. Since the formation master Wu Ming, along with three teammates from the Huoxin Sect, had joined, the power of their team had already taken off at the forefront in the secret realm.

While everyone else was collecting resources and looking for their fellow disciples like headless flies, Xu Shan's team would recruit anyone they met and gang up on any demon beasts they encountered! Now, their team had expanded to a huge number of forty-five people, involving more than a dozen sects, and it was still growing rapidly.

As for the throne under him, it was just a simple wooden chair, and the tiger skin was stripped from a demon beast in the secret realm. There was a special design under the chair, which allowed a flying sword to be stuck at the bottom. Half of the sword body was exposed, just right for Xu Shan to rest one foot on it to control it. It wasn't that he was deliberately showing off. It was just that his beginner flying sword was damaged too badly. The edge was curled up, and it always scratched his boots when he stepped on it, giving him a really bad experience. So, he made such a chair. Although it was simple, Xu Shan still felt quite satisfied sitting on it. He always felt like he was Thanos.

The large team was moving forward when suddenly a gust of demonic wind swept in with a shrill sound. Xu Shan squinted his eyes slightly and looked into the distance. Ahead, there was still Lu Xiangjun leading a five-person mixed scouting team. Vaguely, it seemed that they were fighting with someone.

Not long after, the large team caught up, and the five-person team had already captured the opponent. Xu Shan controlled the throne to slowly descend and walked up to the captive. When Lu Xiangjun saw him coming, she smiled and said, "Younger brother, we caught another lone tough guy. Leave it to you to deal with."

"Where is he from?"

"He's a cultivator from the Longyin Valley. He's good at using sound waves to hurt people."

Xu Shan looked at the cultivator tied to the ground with curiosity. The man was staring at him with extreme resentment, and his mouth was stuffed full. Xu Shan said playfully, "Oh~ Using sound waves to hurt people, that's so amazing. Come on, give me a high pitch that can destroy the whole world, and let me hear it."

Lu Xiangjun stepped forward and pulled out the thing in the man's mouth. The cultivator from the Longyin Valley cursed loudly, "You guys are so despicable! So many sects joined forces to deal with me alone. If you have the guts, come and fight me one-on-one!"

"Or just kill me! I'm not afraid of you guys!"

Xu Shan squatted down in front of him and said with a kind face, "Brother, join us, and we'll sweep through the secret realm together! What's the point of fighting and killing?"

"Spit!"

Fortunately, Xu Shan dodged quickly, and a mouthful of saliva almost sprayed on his face. The people around crossed their arms and sneered. This guy was done for. Master Xu was a petty person!

Xu Shan's face gradually darkened. "You don't want the take the nice offer but choose the harsh one instead! Sisters from the Huoxin Sect, come here!"

The disciples of the Huoxin Sect stepped forward. Without saying a word, they directly sprinkled some mind-confusing powder on the face of the cultivator from the Longyin Valley.

Not long after, a subtle reaction occurred. Xu Shan pointed at Lu Xiangjun and sneered, "Hehe... That's my senior brother. He has only one hobby in his life, which is to like to 'break' people. He has already 'broken' two tough guys like you. Tough guy, I hope you can set a new record."

The cultivator from the Longyin Valley felt a sudden panic in his heart and couldn't help but look at Lu Xiangjun. He saw Lu Xiangjun showing an evil charm, sticking out his tongue and constantly licking his upper and lower lips. It looked extremely disgusting...

As Lu Xiangjun stepped closer and closer, the cultivator from the Longyin Valley suddenly had a mental breakdown and started shouting.

"Don't 'break' me, don't 'break' me! I'll join!"

"Tsk, you should have cooperated earlier. You made us do something disgraceful! Just accept it."

After this old tradition, they added a new teammate who looked as if he had lost his parents. The earlier-joined teammates kindly comforted him, "Don't think too much about it. Quickly drag others into this. After seeing it a few more times, you'll feel better."

Seeing that his comrades had such high awareness, Xu Shan smiled with satisfaction. He immediately raised his hands and said, "Brothers! Now our team has a total of forty-six people. I believe that with such strength, we are enough to sweep through the secret realm and have no more opponents!"

"From now on, the focus of our work will no longer be on recruiting people but on obtaining resources."

"Before this, we also harvested a lot of resources on the way, and now they are all stored with me. But don't worry, I, Master Xu, am definitely not a shameless person who takes all the benefits for myself! For the resources obtained by your respective sects, my Xinglan Sect will only take 20%, and the rest will go back to your own sects."

"I know that many of you still have resentment towards me in your hearts, and you must want to ask me why I should take 20% since we are all teammates?"

Most people's eyes flickered, and they had their own thoughts. Finally, they came to the topic of resource distribution. After all, this was a grand competition, and competing for the mining rights of spiritual mines for their sects was the most important thing!

Xu Shan said loudly, "I've inquired. In every previous competition, the champion was always the Zixiao Sword Sect. Is this fair? This is completely unfair! The strong get stronger, and the weak get weaker!"

"Today, we are united to uphold justice. We will pull the Zixiao Sword Sect down to the last place, and the first place will belong to my Xinglan Sect. Although the rankings of your respective sects will still be in the middle, my Xinglan Sect is small in power. In a hundred years of development, we may not be able to catch up with you. And after this battle, the Zixiao Sword Sect will suffer losses in resources. As one side decreases and the other increases, in the next once-in-a-hundred-year grand competition, all sects will have a chance to compete for the first place!"

"Pull the Zixiao Sword Sect down from its high position. Does anyone have any objections?"

"No!!"

"Good!" Xu Shan raised his hand to stop the cheering of the whole audience. "Then from now on, the materials collected by everyone through hunting will still be managed by me uniformly, so as to rank the various sects."

"After we get out of the secret realm, we'll save the trouble of asking the people from the Zixiao Sword Sect to rank us. After all, they will be the last place. It's too inhumane to ask them to do such a thing."

...Damn it! It had only been five days, and he was already directly starting to manipulate the competition! This bastard was going to unite dozens of other sects to fight against the Zixiao Sword Sect. If he really managed to do it, then there was no point in playing anymore!

Sun Yuanzheng's blood vessels all over his body bulged, and the anger in his eyes was almost about to burst out. He covered his chest and had bursts of difficulty breathing. The other sect masters on the square felt quite relieved when they saw this scene. Pulling the Zixiao Sword Sect down from its high position, that was really well said. This guy was really a talent! Although his character was a bit low...