Reborn as a girl, I will live forever in the world of immortality

These cultivators were not panicked at all when they found themselves surrounded. They had seven cultivators in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment, while the opposite side, including the two fighters, had only five Foundation Establishment cultivators.

They still had the advantage in numbers. A cultivator immediately stood up and said, "Shi Lei, what do you mean? Aren't you here to help your fellow disciples? It seems you're plotting to take our wooden plaque?"

Shi Lei had a smile on his face, but his tone was also somewhat disdainful, "So what if I just like your wooden sign?!"

The monks behind him echoed, "That's right, what can you do to us?"

"Hmph, I tell you, if you know what's good for you, hand over the wooden sign yourself. Otherwise, I will let you see what I can do!" Shi Lei threatened.

The other cultivator snorted coldly and responded without showing any weakness, "How shameless! We have seven cultivators in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment. How could we be afraid of the five of you?"

They held their weapons tightly, ready to respond to any possible attack at any time.

"Haha." At this moment, a cold laugh suddenly came, which made people shudder.

"Whether you are afraid or not, you will know if you try it." As he said these words, a thin man with a long face suddenly appeared in front of everyone like a ghost.

The powerful aura emanating from him actually showed that he was a cultivator who had completed the foundation building stage!

Another foundation-building cultivator who had just been fighting with everyone also slowly walked over. His aura was also not concealed, and he showed the terrifying strength of the late foundation-building stage.

This sudden change caused the faces of the cultivators who were originally under siege to turn pale in an instant. One cultivator who had reached the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage, one cultivator who had reached the Late Foundation Establishment stage, and three cultivators who had reached the Middle Foundation Establishment stage—this lineup far exceeded the ability of the seven of them to cope with.

The skinny cultivator who had reached the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage smiled smugly. "I'll give you a chance to join us. As long as you spar with each other, the one who's still standing can join us and hunt other cultivators together. How's that? That's a fair offer, isn't it?"

As soon as he said this, someone immediately shouted, "No! This guy is obviously forcing us to kill each other. By then, we will be covered in wounds and they will be able to take us down without any effort."

The skinny middle-aged man frowned and said, "I've changed my mind. Whoever kills this man first can join us."

The speaker was a bearded young man who looked like a Foundation Establishment cultivator. He regretted his words as soon as he said them, and a layer of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Everyone, don't be fooled by them. If we go together, we will definitely be able to escape."

The voice was very loud, but no one else moved.

If they attacked together, there was indeed a chance, but it was hard to say how many people would escape, and everyone hoped that person would be themselves.

Feeling that the looks from several people were not right, the bearded young man quietly distanced himself from them.

At this moment, a sword energy attacked him. Seeing someone take action, others also stepped forward, fearing to miss this opportunity.

The bearded young man looked at the five or six attacks, glanced at these people with resentment, then immediately threw away his wooden sign and disappeared on the spot.

With two "clicks", two wooden signs fell to the ground. Even if the wooden signs were put into the storage bag, they could not take this secret realm away, and they would fall to the ground.

"I was the first to make the move, so can I join you?"

The skinny middle-aged man smiled and shook his head. "He retreated on his own. Your attacks didn't even reach him, so they naturally don't count."

"Since you hesitated and missed this opportunity, only the last one standing can join us."

As soon as the bearded middle-aged man disappeared, the team fell silent again.

Shi Lei sneered, "What are you still standing there for? If you don't make a move, once Senior Brother Xiaqiu makes a move, you won't have any chance at all."

The remaining disciples all had expressions of anger and helplessness on their faces. They had come here for the rewards in exchange for wooden tokens. The resources distributed by the sect were limited, and they had no time to practice if they were busy with tasks. Therefore, the resources in exchange for wooden tokens in the sect competition became very popular. This was also the reason why they came to participate in the competition even though they knew they could not compete with the cultivators in the late foundation building stage.

One disciple gritted his teeth, steeled his resolve, and swung his sword towards his fellow disciple.

With a "puff" sound, the long sword stabbed in, and only two wooden signs were left in the original place.

Seeing someone taking action, the others also became ruthless.

He Ling shook his head and easily dodged an attacking long sword. With a wave of his hand, a golden light penetrated through the chests of these people as if there was no one around.

"Clatter", the sound of wooden signs falling.

The scene suddenly became quiet.

The skinny middle-aged man looked at He Ling in shock. He knew that he couldn't do it even if he used all his strength to kill five cultivators in the middle stage of foundation building almost in an instant.

But the woman in front of him seemed to be strolling in the garden. She just raised her hand and only a few wooden signs were left on the ground.

He Ling's move stunned everyone present.

The skinny middle-aged man laughed loudly, "Junior sister, you are amazing! If you defeat them, we will be your own people from now on."

"Whoever follows is one of us."

His tone was light as a golden light attacked him.

His pupils shrank, and before he could react, the figure disappeared, leaving only the sound of five or six wooden signs falling.

The scene fell silent again.

The four besiegers were all sweating profusely. What on earth was that golden light? Even Senior Brother Qiu, who had reached the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage, was severely injured and forcibly teleported away in a single encounter. Remember, he had reached the Perfect Foundation Establishment stage, and even further, he would have been a Golden Core cultivator.

Shi Lei's face turned pale, but looking at the wooden signs scattered all over the floor, he felt unwilling to give up. "Senior Sister, that Qiu Chengren ordered us to harm other fellow disciples. This is truly unforgivable. Thank you, Senior Sister, for eliminating this scourge for our competition."

The others also reacted immediately. Looking at the wooden signs all over the ground, they couldn't help swallowing their saliva. They even had some thoughts in their minds. If they followed such a fierce man, even if she showed a lot of blood through her mouth, it would be a lot.

"Thank you, senior sister!"

"Senior sister is wise!"

Listening to the cheers that came one after another, He Ling couldn't help but burst out laughing. This time it was really sincere. These people were so good at changing their minds and telling lies with their eyes open that they could even distort the facts. It was too absurd.

When others heard the laughter, they could only laugh dryly.

He Ling laughed so hard that tears came out. She wiped the corners of her eyes and then said, "I don't eat beef."

Shi Lei and the others were stunned. She doesn't eat beef? But what does it have to do with the present?

The next moment, a golden light floated by, and the bodies of these people instantly disappeared from their original places, and there was another "rustling" sound of wooden signs falling.