Dethrone me, I don't want the throne anymore, why are you so angry?

Ye Yu remembered very clearly that Dan Chenzi had said that if he wanted to completely clean up the Zixiao Sword, he needed to go to the sword tomb of the Zixiao Sword Sect.

Just when I was wondering how to get there, Zixiao Sword Sect came right to my door.

I just don't know what the other party's attitude towards me will be.

If you are easy to talk to, that's the best. If you are not easy to talk to...

In short, it is impossible to hand over the Zixiao Sword.

After a few days, all the people who came to attend the sect conference had arrived.

Leng Qianqiu also sent people to deliver the elixir these days.

During the process of refining the elixir, Ye Yu used the innate breathing method to collect the rich breath of life and integrate it into the elixir.

With this pill, it is only a matter of time before the blood poison in Yan Ruyu's body is completely eliminated.

The sect conference was held as scheduled, and the entire Qingyun Sect's square was already crowded with people.

Ye Yu was brought here by a disciple and sat down in the seat for Qingyun Sect disciples.

When Lin Jingfeng saw Ye Yu, he remembered his incredible performance in the secret realm. The trace of arrogance in his heart had long been shattered. He took the initiative to greet him, "I'll have to trouble Fellow Daoist Ye this time."

Leng Qianqiu had already informed everyone that Ye Yu would fight for Qingyun Sect.

A disciple of Qingyun Sect had no objection to this.

"Everyone just takes what they need." Ye Yu said to Lin Jingfeng with a smile.

Lin Jingfeng nodded, and then began to introduce the surrounding forces to Ye Yu.

"The group on the left are disciples of the Chiyang Sect. Among those participating in the sect conference this time is a man named Chihu, who ranks third on the Qingzhou Tianjiao Ranking. He has the cultivation level of the middle Nascent Soul stage and is said to have killed a late Nascent Soul demonic beast head-on."

Upon hearing this, Ye Yu raised his eyebrows and looked at Chi Hu in surprise.

Ye Yu was still relatively unfamiliar with monsters. The dynasty was located in a plain area, suitable for ordinary people to live in, so they naturally would not encounter any monsters.

But it is different in the sect. Everything in the world has spirituality and can be cultivated.

Monsters will seek out places with rich spiritual energy to practice, and they will easily run into sects.

In his previous life, Ye Yu had fought with a Jindan-stage monster, but in terms of physical quality alone, it was no less than that of a Yuanying-stage cultivator.

However, monsters are different from cultivators. Before they develop intelligence, they will fight to the death once they attack.

Being able to kill a demon beast in the late Nascent Soul stage head-on, the ability of this red tiger is definitely extraordinary.

"That is the Yueying Sect's eldest disciple, Yun Piaoyue, who is ranked second on the Tianjiao Ranking and is also in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul."

Following Lin Jingfeng's finger, Ye Yu found an acquaintance, Ye Qingling!

Perhaps feeling that someone was looking at her, Ye Qingling looked back and found Ye Yu among the crowd of Qingyun Sect members.

He immediately frowned, turned his head with disgust on his face, and started chatting with a man next to him.

"Brother Gongsun, if we meet on the ring later, you have to be more considerate of me." Ye Qingling said with a pout.

Looking at Ye Qingling, a hint of lust flashed in Gongsun Wuji's eyes. He never thought that he came to Qingzhou to find the Zixiao Sword just under the order of the sect, but he met such a superb beauty.

"No problem, I will give you whatever Sister Qingling wants."

Hearing this, Ye Qingling smiled sweetly and said, "So, did Brother Gongsun agree to what I told him? Believe me, Brother Gongsun, my brother is truly outstanding. If he can study in the Purple Sky Sword Sect, he will definitely not bring shame to you, Brother Gongsun!"

"Okay, okay. You just want to come to Zixiao Sword Sect to become my disciple. It's just a matter of a word from me!" Gongsun Wuji said generously.

Ye Yu's gaze stayed on Gongsun Wuji. As a fellow swordsman, Ye Yu could feel an extremely powerful sword energy from Gongsun Wuji. No wonder Leng Qianqiu was so worried.

From this point of view, neither Chihu nor Yun Piaoyue is a match for Gongsun Wuji.

"That's Gongsun Wuji from the Zixiao Sword Sect. If Junior Sister Yan hadn't been poisoned and had continued practicing until now, she wouldn't necessarily lose to her." Seeing Ye Yu looking at Gongsun Wuji, Lin Jingfeng sighed.

Ye Yu had no doubt about this. Yan Ruyu had not made any progress in her cultivation over the past year, but she was still ranked fourth on the list of geniuses, ahead of Ye Yu, which showed how talented she was.

"I just don't know where Ji Wuming, who ranks first, has gone." Lin Jingfeng said with a sigh.

"I think you will see it soon." Ye Yu's gaze fell on the ground below, where a man with a long sword on his back was sitting. The fluctuations emanating from his body could even be said to be no less than Gongsun Wuji.

Ding! With the sound of a bell, the sect conference officially began.

The disciples of the Qingyun, Yueying and Chiyang sects do not need to participate in the initial competition. They will have to wait until ten disciples from other sects are selected and then compete with the disciples of the three sects.

In the past, this kind of appetizer generally did not attract much attention.

But this time, many people couldn't help but look at the man carrying a long sword.

"Who is this person! So powerful, the Blood Knife Sect... How come I have never heard of this sect before." Lin Jingfeng also noticed the man and immediately spoke in surprise.

"That person should be Ji Wuming, who is ranked first on the Tianjiao list." Ye Yu looked at Ji Wuming deeply and spoke.

The Tianji Tower has perfect intelligence and can identify everyone, but it is not possible for others. For example, none of the young disciples present knew Ji Wuming.

With everyone watching, Ji Wuming killed almost every one of his enemies with his sword, and soon no one dared to come forward and cause trouble.

Gongsun Wuji's face showed a hint of mockery, and he said with some disdain, "Is this the number one on Qingzhou's Tianjiao Ranking? With such strength, he wouldn't even make the top 30 in Leizhou. Qingzhou really is a barren place."

Although the words were crazy, no one who heard them refuted them.

Because Gongsun Wuji was telling the truth.

Compared with Yunzhou and Leizhou, Qingzhou cannot compare with them in many aspects, whether in terms of spiritual energy of heaven and earth or secret realms.

Therefore, among the three states, it may be difficult to say which one is stronger between Yunlei and Qingzhou, but Qingzhou is undoubtedly the weakest.

Soon, ten disciples were selected. Except for Ji Wuming, the strongest of the remaining disciples was only in the late Jindan stage, and there were even two in the middle Jindan stage among them.

The gap between the sects is evident.

The square was cleared, and soon, a huge arena appeared in the center.

Then, under the gazes of everyone, Ji Wuming took a step forward and walked straight onto the stage. He glanced at the other nineteen people and said, "Come on."

The voice was not loud, but full of arrogance.

"Okay! I've heard that your swordsmanship is superb, Ji Wuming. Let me see it today!" A loud laugh sounded, and from the direction of Chiyang Sect, Chihu jumped up and landed on the ring.

Everyone's attention was immediately focused.

The first and second place on the Tianjiao list faced off, and no one expected it to be so exciting from the start.