After the death of the villain master, the traitor went crazy

Only after everyone had presented their gifts did he slowly scan the crowd with his eyes, finally fixing his gaze on a middle-aged man.

"Qingshuang Sect, your Qingshuang Sword Technique is quite famous in the former Immortal Alliance. Long Xing has repeatedly told this ancestor that you are very capable."

"Today, I will give you a Thunder Heart Method, and I hope you can carry it forward."

The Qingshuang Sect stood up immediately, almost trembling with excitement.

Although their sect's swordsmanship is unique, the lack of advanced training methods has always been their shortcoming.

This Thunder Heart Method is undoubtedly a qualitative leap for them. Maybe someone in their generation will be able to break through the limit and survive the calamity of leaping to immortality!

"Thank you for the reward, Old Ancestor. Qingshuang Sect will definitely live up to your expectations!" He responded loudly, his excited tone filled with longing for the future.

But when he sat down, he felt guilty and turned his eyes away, not wanting to look at the eyes of the people from the Immortal Alliance opposite him.

Their Qingshuang Sect originally had little power in the Immortal Alliance and had fought hard against the Ghost Realm.

But in order to survive, he eventually voluntarily joined the Ghost Alliance, just to stay alive.

Now, in front of everyone in the Immortal Alliance, he has obtained this Thunder Heart Method, which undoubtedly means he is completely standing on the opposite side of the Immortal Alliance.

But asking him to hand over this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity was absolutely impossible.

After missing out on the Thunder Heart Sutra, their Qingshuang Sect might not be able to obtain such a top-level heart sutra again for tens of millions of years.

The people of the Immortal Alliance looked at the ecstasy of the leader of Qingshuang Sect, avoided his gaze guiltily, and remained even more silent.

As expected, after accepting the gift, Chi Mei seemed to do it on purpose and gave the remaining 18 boxes of contents to the sects that had surrendered.

Only the last one remained, unassigned and no longer mentioned.

Those third-rate sects that did not receive any rewards began to look at each other and secretly calculate in their hearts.

There are few opportunities left, and they understand that only by gaining the favor of Chi Mei like Wanli Zong can they have a chance to get a share of those treasure chests.

Seeing through their thoughts, Taoist Long Xing, Yun Ji and Yao Ji cooperated tacitly and deliberately led the topic to the Immortal Alliance and the arena.

These quick-witted sect representatives immediately realized that the people from the Yuanxian League in front of them were a ready-made opportunity!

The leader of the Five Lakes Sect was the quickest to act. Taking advantage of the toast, he started the conversation and directed the topic directly towards the Immortal Alliance.

"It is a great honor to have all the clans come to pay homage to the ancestor on his birthday."

"I just wonder what gift the Zichen Sword Sect, one of the oldest sects in the Misty World, has prepared for our ancestor?"

"Could you please show it to us so we can broaden our horizons and gain some knowledge for us small sects?"

Mo Zheng and Li Fuyi were sitting in the second row behind Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang. They saw the leader of the Wuhu Sect immediately point to their Zichen Sword Sect, and they looked up at him at the same time.

Thick eyebrows, big eyes, burly body... He looks honest, but he is an accomplice of the tiger and does not behave like a human being!

"Nonsense! I worked hard to invite everyone from the Immortal Alliance back from the arena to show my support. What gifts are there? Get out of here."

When Chi Mei said this, it seemed as if she was really a little angry.

The leader of the Wuhu Sect felt a pang in his heart. Did he guess wrong or make a wrong bet?

He could only sit down dejectedly with his tail between his legs, drinking and eating meat, feeling extremely regretful.

However, after such a commotion, Guan Huagui could no longer sit idly by.

Even if it was just empty talk, he still had to say a few words, "Grandfather, please be generous. I came here in a hurry and didn't have any gifts. I can only say congratulations."

It would be inappropriate not to drink at this time, so Guan Ligui used his sleeve to do something with his pocket. It seemed that he drank a lot of wine, but in fact he poured it all into the prepared gourd.

The leaders of several other families also raised their glasses and joined in the remote toast, making the banquet a rare joyful occasion.

Chi Mei smiled and drank two cups in a row. Suddenly, he looked at Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang with admiration, "Are these two the Immortal Lords Guanghua and Hanshuang? They are indeed young and promising, and talented people."

"The two of you learned from the Immortal Lord Ying Xi, a charming and suave figure who was exiled from the Immortal Realm."

Then he looked at Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang and praised them again and again: "As expected, like teacher, like disciple. What a great demeanor! Excellent!"

"Master Guan Feng just said that he came in a hurry. Why don't you two perform a sword dance so that we can appreciate the style of the Zichen Sword Sect?"

Mo Zheng was suddenly called out for no reason, and was even praised by the rival boss. He felt itchy all over and uncomfortable everywhere.

Hearing the sword dance again, his intuition told him that Chi Mei was plotting against his disciples.

But Xiaoran and Xiaohua are not stupid, so how could they just do what he says?

Looking up ahead, I saw that the two of them were indeed sitting there quietly, with no intention of getting up at all.

Guan Huagui started to evade the question, "My nephews' moves are very clumsy, nothing to see, so I won't disturb the ancestor's birthday banquet."

Chi Mei, however, didn't seem to intend to let it go. He smiled and said, "Master Guan, you're too modest. Who doesn't know the swordsmanship of the Purple Star Sword Sect? If I could witness it today, it would be a great honor."

"They both shined brightly in the ring, and I even heard a lot of praise for them."

He smiled considerately and said, "It's just a sword dance, not a duel. Why should Master Guanfeng be so vigilant?"

"How about this, if the two of you are willing to perform a sword dance to celebrate this old ancestor's birthday, I'll suspend the competition for once and extend the cooperation contract for three years?"

Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang looked at each other. They couldn't refuse this. Suspending the competition was a big deal.

The two stood up together. Lin Moran said with a smile, "Are you really willing to stop the competition?"

Chi Mei nodded, "Really."

Hua Jiantang clasped his fists gracefully and said, "Since the ancestor has given the order, how dare we disobey?"

"It's just that swordplay is bound to cause some flashes of swords and shadows. If it hurts the harmony, I hope the ancestor will forgive me."

Chi Mei laughed heartily: "It's alright, it's alright, the way of the sword is sharp, soft and limp is boring. You just dance."

The two men walked to the center, drew their swords, and began to fight.

The sword light flashed like colorful lights, dazzling and overwhelming.

Only the people from Zichen Sword Sect were trying their best to hide their smiles.

What they performed were only the most basic sword moves when they were just getting started. Although they added some fancy moves and looked quite imposing, they were actually just outwardly gorgeous.

Not to mention their special moves, they were not even willing to use the moves they often used in battle.

But they saw all this clearly, and the mob on the opposite side could only watch the fun.

The two of them cooperated well, dancing back and forth very smoothly...

After the sword dance ended, Lin Moran and Hua Jiantang sheathed their swords, bowed, and returned to their seats.

It was unexpectedly smooth.