The Emperor of Zongmen Workers is here

After taking a short rest in the guest room, Sang Wan left the bamboo forest and began to stroll in Wuliang Sect.

She walked through the garden, where hundreds of flowers were in full bloom, competing for beauty. The colorful blossoms swayed gently in the breeze, emitting bursts of charming fragrance. Butterflies danced among the flowers, and bees busily collected nectar from the stamens, creating a scene full of vitality.

Such a vibrant scene shows how attentive the people who take care of it are.

She passed by the martial arts arena and saw disciples practicing diligently. Swords flashed, spells shone, and shouts of killing shook the heavens. Each disciple was in high spirits, their eyes revealing a firm belief and pursuit of power.

She arrived at the Sutra Library and felt the rich cultural heritage and power of knowledge. Every scene gave her a deeper understanding of the Wuliang Sect and filled her with respect for this human sect...

The early morning sunlight was like a golden veil, gently shining in front of the towering mountain gate of Wuliang Sect. The ancient and solemn stone plaque seemed to be endowed with a sacred aura under the light, and it was shining brightly.

Today, the Wuliang Sect is tense and solemn everywhere. The disciples are dressed in neat and uniform sect uniforms. They look solemn and move around hurriedly but in an orderly manner, carefully preparing to welcome the elders of various sects to discuss how to deal with evil ways.

Master Chenbai, leading a group of disciples, had already arrived at the mountain gate. He stood tall and straight, his white robe accentuating his ethereal demeanor. His eyes were reserved and composed, like a tranquil ancient pool nestled deep in the mountains.

Not long after, a brilliant light appeared in the sky and flew towards Wuliang Sect like a meteor.

The first person to come into view was the Fairy Qin Yun from the Miaoyin Palace. Her face was as white as snow, and her eyes were like clear lake water, radiating intelligence and wisdom. The slight upward slant of her eyes added a touch of charm. She held a jade zither, the body of which emanated a faint halo, as if moonlight were falling on it. The strings seemed to be made of special spiritual silk, faintly wafting with spiritual energy.

She landed lightly on the ground, her lotus steps moving lightly, each step seemed to carry a musical note. As she walked towards the people of Wuliang Sect, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, and her voice was as pleasant as the clear spring flowing in the mountains: "Dear friends from Wuliang Sect, long time no see." She was like a fairy walking out of a scroll, wearing a water-blue precious dress. The material seemed to be woven with the finest silk, with a soft luster. As she moved, the sleeves of her clothes fluttered like dancing water waves.

Shi Chenbai stepped forward and bowed politely, "Fairy Qinyun, please move to the meeting room."

Then, Elder Meiwu of the Hehuan Sect appeared. She resembled a blooming peony, clad in a vibrant, saffron-colored dress, as vibrant as if dyed from the petals of a morning rose. The dress hugged her graceful figure, showcasing her grace with every step. The hem, embroidered with delicate gold patterns, shimmered in the sunlight, like countless dancing suns.

Her face was captivating, her eyebrows like crescent moons, her eyes full of seductive charm. A single glance was enough to captivate. Her lips were as delicate and luscious as cherries, and the corners of her mouth, slightly raised, held a faint smile, as if concealing an endless allure. She swayed her waist as she approached, chuckling softly, "Wow, the Wuliang Sect is really bustling today."

"Elder Meiwu, welcome." Mo Yunsheng responded with a smile, his eyes full of curiosity about the elder, and his eyes twinkling like little stars.

In the western sky, Elder Mo Yuan of the Tianji Pavilion ascended aloft on a flying sword. He wore a pale robe, its texture thick yet in no way diminishing his dignity. Embroidered with intricate runic patterns, the runes shimmered with a mysterious light, seemingly imbued with endless mysteries. His face was as cold as frost, his sharp features revealing his unwavering resolve.

His deep eyes, like endless black holes, could see through all the illusions in the world. Wisdom and calmness permeated his gaze, as if nothing in the world could escape his insight. Hanging from his waist was an exquisite Qiankun bag, its surface adorned with strange patterns, faintly emitting spiritual fluctuations. Inside, countless mechanical devices and mysterious magic weapons filled the air, like a mysterious treasure house brimming with treasures.

"Mo Yuan greets you all." He bowed slightly, his voice low and powerful, like a dull thunder, echoing in the air.

"Elder Mo Yuan, thank you for your hard work on the journey." Shi Chenbai stepped forward to greet him.

Then, the Elder Medical Immortal of Xiaoyao Valley appeared. His hair was white, each strand of it telling the story of his passing, yet he was energetic and radiated a unique vitality.

He wore an emerald green Taoist robe embroidered with exotic herbal designs. The herbs seemed so lifelike that one could almost smell their fragrance. Some of the herbal designs shimmered with a faint aura, as if possessing special properties. He carried a medicine basket on his back, filled with a variety of rare herbs. Herb branches and leaves poked out from the basket, emitting a rich aroma that held the power of healing.

"Master, how are you?" The Medical Immortal Elder smiled kindly. The wrinkles on his face became deeper because of the smile, but it gave people a warm and kind feeling.

Shi Chenbai nodded slightly.

"Senior Medical Immortal, long time no see." Lin Muci said with sparkling eyes, his eyes full of respect for the Elder Medical Immortal.

"Hahaha, little Mu Ci, your cultivation has improved a lot after not seeing you for a long time." The Medical Immortal Elder praised.

The Beast Taming Elder of the Myriad Beasts Sect arrived riding a majestic spirit tiger. The tiger was enormous, its fur variegated, like a blazing flame interwoven with a deep forest. Every hair shone with spirit, and its eyes were wide open, gleaming with a majestic light, as if the king of beasts had arrived.

The Beastmaster Sect elder wore a Hunan-colored tight-fitting suit that clung to his body, highlighting his bulging muscles. Each muscle held immense power, like a volcano ready to erupt. His skin was bronze, radiating a healthy glow, and he wore a hearty smile.

He was surrounded by all kinds of spiritual animals. There were cute little martens jumping on his shoulders, and colorful birds circling above his head, chirping, just like a cheerful concert.

"Haha, Wuliang Sect, here I come!" The elder of the Beast Taming Sect laughed heartily, his voice was like a loud bell, shaking the air around him slightly.

"Senior, your spirit beasts are so cute and majestic." Zhongli Xiu exclaimed with a smile, his eyes full of envy.

Elder Jianying of the Qingyun Sect arrived on his sword, his figure as straight and upright as a pine tree, like an unshakable mountain. He was dressed in a night-blue swordsman's uniform, simple and capable, without any superfluous decoration, which only made him look more awe-inspiring.

The material of his clothes seemed ordinary, yet one could sense the spiritual energy within, enhancing his swordsmanship. His eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, as if they could pierce the clouds and gaze directly at their prey. A sharp sword aura emanated from those eyes, as if they could shatter anything that stood in his way.

The sword in his hand exuded a sharp sword energy, and the sword body flashed with cold light, as if it was forged from thousand-year-old cold iron. A blue gem was inlaid on the hilt, and sword energy seemed to be flowing in the gem.

"Elder Jianying, I have long admired you." Jiang Qingwu nodded slightly in greeting, his expression solemn.

Finally, the elder of Mingyan Tower slowly flew over. He was dressed in tea-white clothing, with a sleek figure, like a benevolent Maitreya Buddha. His clothes were loose and comfortable, and his face was filled with a kind smile, a smile that warmed the heart like the warm sun on a winter day.

His eyes narrowed into slits, revealing kindness and benevolence. In his hand, he held a specially made large spoon. The spoon was made of a special material and exuded a faint aroma of food. That aroma contained a variety of delicious flavors, as if it could evoke a person's deep desire for delicious food.

"Everyone, I'm late!" The cooking elder said with a smile, a hint of simplicity in his voice.

After exchanging greetings, everyone went to the meeting hall of Wuliang Sect together.

The hall had already been properly decorated. Tables and chairs were neatly placed, and the tables were laden with a variety of spiritual fruits and teas, emitting an alluring aroma. Everyone took their seats, divided into host and guest positions, and began to discuss business.

Shi Chenbai stood up and said solemnly, "Elders, I've asked you all to come here because the demons are making moves, especially during the upcoming sect competition. I'm afraid there will be many conspiracies. We must prepare early and respond together."

Li Qingtong also nodded and said, "Indeed, the intelligence we received shows that the demons' ambitions are growing, and their methods are becoming more sinister."

Fairy Qinyun stroked the jade zither and said, "My Miaoyin Palace is willing to use the sonic technique to disrupt the demons' minds and lend a helping hand."

Elder Meiwu twisted her waist, smiled charmingly, and said fiercely, "My disciples of the Hehuan Sect can charge into battle on the front lines and engage in close combat with the demons."

Elder Mo Yuan stroked his beard and said calmly, "The Tianji Pavilion will use formations and equipment to create favorable conditions for the battle."

The Medical Immortal Elder said, "We in Xiaoyao Valley are responsible for treating the wounded and ensuring everyone's safety."

The Beast Tamer Elder patted the spirit tiger beside him and said loudly: "The spirit beasts of the Ten Thousand Beast Sect will fight alongside us against the demon beasts of the demon clan."

Elder Jianying drew his sword from its sheath, a cold light flashing: "Qingyun Sect's sword cultivators will definitely slay demons and eliminate evil."

The cooking elder smiled and said, "My Mingyan Tower will prepare sufficient spiritual food to keep everyone strong and energetic. My disciples of Mingyan Tower can also go into battle and kill the enemy."

Everyone was talking at once and the discussion was heated.

Feng Jingchen was taking notes carefully. He stood upright, writing fluently on the paper with the pen in his hand. Occasionally, he would put forward some of his own ideas, with a thoughtful glint in his eyes.

Lin Muci was discussing the possibility of combining elixirs and food with the Medical Immortal Elder. Her eyes were wide open, full of curiosity, and she kept asking the Medical Immortal Elder various questions.

Zhongli Xiu discussed improvements to puppets and mechanical devices with Elder Mo Yuan, gesturing excitedly, his eyes gleaming with a thirst for knowledge. Feng Ci listened intently as Elder Mo Yuan described the subtleties of the formation, his brow furrowed slightly, sometimes nodding, sometimes lost in thought, as if trying to absorb this precious knowledge.

Su Chen and the Medical Immortal Elder discussed the application of medical poison techniques in combat. He had a serious expression and carefully analyzed every detail.

Mo Yunsheng asked Fairy Qinyun about the higher realm of music cultivation. There was a glimmer of longing in her eyes as she listened humbly to Fairy Qinyun's explanation.

Amidst the discussion, Jiang Qingwu keenly sensed something unusual. Her gaze fell on a disciple standing behind Elder Jianying of the Qingyun Sect. The disciple appeared ordinary, dressed in Qingyun Sect attire, with a plain expression. But there was an inexplicable nervousness flickering in his eyes.

His lips were slightly pursed, as if he was trying to suppress something. Furthermore, whenever he proposed a tough strategy against the demons, his fingers would unconsciously tremble slightly, and a subtle flicker of panic would appear in his eyes.

Jiang Qingwu continued to observe calmly. She noticed that this disciple would occasionally make eye contact with people from other sects. Although it was brief, the subtle feeling made her wary. There seemed to be a hidden message in that eye contact, like an undercurrent surging beneath the surface of a calm lake.

While everyone was taking a short break, Jiang Qingwu quietly informed Li Qingtong and Shi Chenbai of his discovery.

"Senior sisters and brothers, I feel something is wrong. The disciple behind Elder Jianying of the Qingyun Sect is behaving very suspiciously." Jiang Qingwu said in a low voice, with a serious look in his eyes.

Li Qingtong and Shi Chenbai looked at each other, a hint of solemnity flashing in their eyes.

"Qingwu, what did you find?" Li Qingtong asked, his voice unconsciously lowered.

"His expression and small movements are very unnatural, and I found that he seems to have some secret connections with people from other sects. But I don't have any solid evidence at the moment, it's just an intuition." Jiang Qingwu frowned and said, her hand unconsciously tightened the hilt of the sword, as if ready to deal with any emergency at any time.

Shi Chenbai nodded slightly: "We must not be careless about this matter. Let's keep an eye on it and not alert the enemy."

"This matter is of great importance, so don't let the news leak out for now. Since he is in our Wuliang Sect's territory, we must prevent him from doing anything evil." Li Qingtong discussed the matter with the two through the sect's order.

The discussion continued, and everyone had an in-depth discussion on issues such as how to guard against the demons in the sect competition and how to better cooperate in combat.

When Elder Mo Yuan saw their sect leader, his eyes lit up as if he had seen some treasure. He rubbed a piece with Shi Chenbai and said that he wanted to study it.

Shi Chenbai simply couldn't resist this good opponent who was equally good as himself in formation and refining, so he promised to give him a piece after the discussion with Elder Mo Yuan was over.

After getting Shi Chenbai's promise, Mo Yuan continued to listen to everyone's opinions with satisfaction.

While participating in the discussion, Jiang Qingwu was always secretly paying attention to the suspicious disciple. She knew that this battle with the demons was not only in the open, but the crisis in the dark might be even more deadly.

Before they knew it, the sun had already set, and the discussion had finally come to a close. The setting sun's rays streamed through the windows into the hall, draping everyone in a golden veil. Under the guidance of the Wuliang Sect disciples, the elders from each sect retired to their guest rooms to rest and prepare for further discussions tomorrow.

The Wuliang Sect's disciples also dispersed, preparing for the upcoming war. Jiang Qingwu watched the others leave and prayed silently in his heart, hoping that this time, the righteous path would be able to see through the demon clan's conspiracy and protect the peace of the Dongxu Realm.