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Chapter 141 Talking about Hu Zhang

The entire cultivation world is waiting to see them make a fool of themselves.

They all felt that the Boundless Sword Sect was in grave danger this time, and some cultivators even stood guard at the sect's gate, intending to be the first to know what was going on.

The disciples who went to the Boundless Sword Sect were all talented, while those who remained were mostly of mediocre talent. Those who remained felt that the Boundless Sword Sect was now just an empty shell, and began to become arrogant.

They even stopped a disciple who was about to go out on a mission, asking, "Is your sect going to go bankrupt?"

Upon hearing this, the disciple retorted loudly, "What nonsense are you spouting? Our sect is doing just fine!"

"Hehe, good? How long have Yun Fuzhao and the others been gone? They still haven't returned. I bet they died in Qingqiu."

"Why are you still holding this sect celebration? If you ask me, you should just find a new owner as soon as possible. Otherwise, you'll have nowhere to go if the sect goes bankrupt in the future."

These cultivators were notoriously idle, always drawn to any exciting event. They were practically the walking gossip network of the cultivation world; anything they knew would be known throughout the entire cultivation world within a day.

"Why are you only targeting our sect? In this vast cultivation world, is our sect the only one with something to watch? Or is someone instructing you to do this?"

The disciples found it strange that whenever there was any disturbance in their sect, they would rush over like dogs smelling a bone.

They've never been this vigilant with other sects.

The leader, a cultivator with wheat-colored skin, paused for a moment, as if his thoughts had been exposed. He raised his voice, trying to cover up his guilty conscience, "Who told your sect to be so full of gossip? Just the gossip about your sect leader alone, I could talk for three days and three nights and still not finish."

"So much gossip? Why don't you stay tonight and tell me all about it?"

The sudden female voice startled everyone.

The disciple exclaimed with delight, "Sect Master!"

The wheat-colored monk turned around and saw a large group of people walking towards him menacingly.

The woman at the head of the group was none other than Yun Fuzhao, whom he had described as "full of gossip."

Yun Fuzhao looked at the group of cultivators and asked curiously, "Don't you all need to cultivate?"

The unexpected thing is that they're so bored that they're meddling in their sect's affairs.

She looked at them one by one, her voice gentle, "You didn't have much talent to begin with, and you didn't work hard. No wonder your cultivation is still stuck at the Spirit Void stage at your advanced age."

"..."

The group was red-faced from Yun Fuzhao's words, but what she said was true, leaving them speechless. They wanted to fight, but they couldn't win. A feeling of unease lingered in their chests.

Yun Fuzhao thought for a moment, "I'll pay double how many spirit stones you've collected to smear our sect."

The wheat-colored cultivator sneered, "Do you need to collect spirit stones to smear your sect? You're just a piece of coal anyway."

“I don’t like hearing that,” Yun Fuzhao and his buddy put their arms around the man’s shoulders. “You came here just to see if I died in the demon realm. Now that I’m back unharmed, you should spread the word.”

Furthermore, not only were all the disciples who went to the demon realm present and accounted for, but some even achieved breakthroughs.

Yun Fuzhao smiled and said, "What's even more infuriating is that we've also reached cooperation agreements with Qingqiu and Shiri. You'd better make sure to get these 'dirts' out accurately."

The cultivator slapped Yun Fuzhao aside, his face full of disdain. "You talk big without thinking. Your rotten sect, which is not worthy of your position, dares to cooperate with Qingqiu Eclipse? I think you've been eating too many mushrooms and are hallucinating, so you're just spouting nonsense."

Yun Fuzhao clicked her tongue. "Hey, why don't you believe me?" She looked at the disciple behind her. "Am I talking nonsense?"

The disciples readily agreed: "No."

“Look,” Yun Fuzhao raised his chin, “how could I possibly lie about something this important?”

"Hehe, your sect and you are in the same boat, how could we not go along with you?"

“Since you don’t believe me,” Yun Fuzhao said, “Our sect’s celebration will be held in six days. The Fox Lord of Qingqiu and the Wolf King of Eclipse will both be there. You can come and see for yourself.”

Yu Renquan took it as her being deliberately mysterious, but how could he not come to such a good opportunity to slap her in the face? "Since you have sincerely invited me, I will naturally not refuse."

Yun Fuzhao nodded. "Then let's wait and see."

"If you insist on making a fool of yourself, don't blame me for spreading this around."

"I couldn't be happier."

Yu Ren sneered and left with his friends.

Yun Fuzhao led her disciples inside and happened to run into Dai Junde, who had come to greet her.

On his way here, Dai Junde had prepared for a large number of casualties among his disciples. However, when he saw the disciples with rosy complexions and who had even gained weight, he almost doubted his own eyes.

"Great Elder!"

The disciples called out to him excitedly.

Dai Junde silently counted. Originally, a total of 205 disciples went, and with Yun Fuzhao, there were 106. Now, not only did none of them return, but there were even five more.

He looked at the group of people in black cloaks standing behind Yun Fuzhao. "Who are they?"

“They are the demon race I brought back,” Yun Fuzhao said, pulling a little rabbit by the hand and leading her to him, taking off her hat. “The Wan’er Rabbit Clan.”

The cultivation world knows very little about the demon realm, only that the most powerful demons in the current world are Qingqiu and Shiri.

He had never heard of this Wan'er Rabbit Clan before; it was probably a small race. Dai Junde carefully asked, "Why did you bring them back? To be our disciples' spirit pets?"

Upon hearing the words "spirit pet," the rabbit-man's ears twitched, and it instinctively shrank closer to Yun Fuzhao.

“No,” Yun Fuzhao explained, “They came to our sect to study. You can treat them as disciples in name only.”

According to their local terminology, this is called an exchange student.

Dai Junde looked on in astonishment. "You mean you want the demon race to come to our sect to study? What can we teach them? Swordsmanship?"

The demon race and the human race cultivate in different ways. They mostly use spiritual power to fight, or they transform into their original forms and fight bare-handed.

The fighting styles of cultivators are quite varied, including sword control and beast control.

Yun Fuzhao thought his suggestion was good; if humans could use it, why couldn't they?

"I think it's okay."

Dai Junde: "..."

Yun Fuzhao had promised Bai Xinxin that he would nurture these little ones into geniuses, so naturally he had to do everything he could to find a way.

“By the way,” Yun Fuzhao said to Dai Junde, “we need to make our sect’s celebration more lively. Qingqiu and Shi Ri should both come.”

She paused, then added, "And the Palace of Rebirth and the Demon Realm."

Dai Junde almost doubted his ears. "What hall did you say you were going to? The one I thought it was?"

Yun Fuzhao raised an eyebrow, somewhat smugly replying, "There are a few Halls of Rebirth in the cultivation world. The one you're thinking of."

Dai Junde touched Yun Fuzhao's forehead. "You don't have a fever, so why are you talking nonsense?"