After the empress transmigrated, she became the judge of the entertainment industry.

The assistant director was using a megaphone to direct the hundreds of extras who were his disciples. The scene was chaotic, but orderly.

The sounds of set-up crew clattering and adjusting props, the stunt coordinator running around, and the low murmur of the crowd blended together to create the unique white noise of the film set.

Ye Sanqing then looked at the various sect leaders who were already waiting on the side. They had all finished their costumes, but their faces showed casual expressions. They were currently standing in twos and threes, waiting to enter.

"If I were to say something like 'utterly vulnerable' at a time like this, wouldn't it seem arrogant?" Ye Sanqing chuckled.

“The leader has always been confident, never arrogant,” Sheng Hanyu said immediately.

Yan Siqiong gave him a surprised look.

Sheng Hanyu: ? Done. Forgot she was a child prodigy.

"It's a good thing they left, otherwise the atmosphere of your Demonic Sect would be really..." Yan Siqiong gestured in the direction Gu Lin and Chen Sui left and laughed.

"I must follow the leader's lead without question," Sheng Hanyu said solemnly.

"Doesn't this prove that our Demonic Sect is united? Are you scared yet?" Ye Sanqing laughed.

"Our Xuanji Pavilion remains neutral and is not worried at all," Yan Siqiong said with a slight smile.

This is precisely the fundamental reason why she didn't perform today. Xuanji Tongzi Yu Linglong was not present at all because she believed that this segment did not require her personal witnessing.

"However, it seems Ji Wan didn't participate either." Ye Sanqing glanced at the people over there. "The Canglang Alliance probably sent their subordinates to participate."

“That makes sense. He’s the king of the seas. If anything happens, he can just set sail.” Sheng Hanyu said, then inexplicably thought of Fu Sizhou and smiled.

Ye Sanqing, who had obviously thought of the same person as him, smiled and said, "It seems like it's about to start. Let's watch carefully."

The chaos in the arena had subsided at some point, and the disciples from the various sects were all orderly, their eyes even conveying a sense of tension.

Because the eight major sects are not united and each has its own stance, although they are now fighting against the demonic sect, there are already grudges between the disciples. The extras are now in character.

Ye Sanqing glanced at the director's monitor and saw an aerial shot, the camera zooming in rapidly, creating a silent yet grand atmosphere.

This is a test lens, but the effect is already quite good.

"The main actors are in position," Qi Nanzhao shouted, "Action!"

The sect leaders immediately straightened their posture, and their previous casual demeanor vanished in an instant.

Blood Sword Master stood atop the high steps, looking down below. He clapped his hands and laughed loudly, "Excellent! With the combined strengths of all the sects in the Central Plains, we will surely be able to resist that insignificant demonic sect!"

Ye Sanqing: ...

Honestly, she suddenly felt that it might be better if she didn't watch from there, otherwise she would always feel that these people were plotting something loudly.

However, the fact that her presence did not affect their performance proves that their abilities are still there.

The major sect leaders had different expressions. The Bone Bodhisattva tapped his staff lightly, didn't even nod, and walked straight past the Blood Sword Venerable.

The iron-fisted lady simply gave an elegant bow and walked quickly past.

The Soul-Stealing Princess moved with incredible agility, her feet barely touching the ground as she tiptoed forward, calling out, "Sister~ wait for me~"

The Burning Heart Blade stopped, bowed to the Blood Sword Master, and showed no further expression.

The Corpse Whisperer approached with a sinister smile. Blood Sword Master's smile vanished, and he even made a move as if to retreat, but in the end, he did not.

The last one was the eldest disciple representing the Canglang Alliance. He bowed to the Blood Sword Master and said apologetically, "The Alliance Leader has important matters to attend to..."

"Qi Canglang..." Blood Sword Master's tone was filled with anger, and his face also carried a sense of oppression, "Does he harbor ulterior motives?"

"That's not true." The eldest disciple stood up and met the Blood Sword Master's gaze calmly.

The oppressive aura of the Blood Sword Master gradually subsided. Without saying much, he turned around and went inside.

The eldest disciple followed closely behind.

"Okay, CUT!" Qi Nanzhao shouted, then muttered to the monitor, "This take is perfect! Just add some details."

Upon hearing this, Sheng Hanyu said to Ye Sanqing and Yan Siqiong, "Should we go inside? After we finish filming, we'll be filming scenes inside."

"Alright, saves me from sunbathing here." Ye Sanqing helped Yan Siqiong pick up his schoolbag, and the group moved into the main hall.

Eight chairs arranged in a semi-circle were set up in the hall in a very formal manner. At this time, the sect leaders had all gone out. The camera panned back to Yan Siqiong, who smiled and said, "I should go and sit down now."

"Let's not, to avoid giving ourselves away," Sheng Hanyu said. "Let's go behind the staff and find a better angle."

"It would be too funny if they were exposed." Ye Sanqing thought to himself, "If the few of them were here, wouldn't they become like the Xuanji Pavilion Master who was absent from work, plus an important member of the Demonic Sect, directly listening to their conspiracy?"

"You know what, the behind-the-scenes footage is quite interesting." Sheng Hanyu nodded to the camera next to her.

"Then I'll have to be careful what I say," Ye Sanqing said with a smile.

They found their spots, the cameras outside quickly finished shooting, and everyone was in position.

"Action!" Qi Nanzhao shouted again.

"The Demonic Sect has recently launched a massive invasion of the Central Plains, clearly disregarding all the major sects! That demoness possesses the art of bewitching people, she is utterly despicable! We must unite as one to fight back against the Demonic Sect!"

Taking advantage of his home field, Blood Sword Master walked a few steps around the arena and then placed his hand on the scabbard at his waist, saying, "This sword of mine is willing to break its oath for this!"

"The sect leader speaks well." The iron-fisted lady took the teacup, gently lifted the lid, but did not drink. Instead, she slowly said, "Fight? The disciples of Lingxiao City are still short of three hundred fur coats for warmth. Let alone a distant expedition, just considering defense, I wonder what the sect leader's plans are for the provisions?"

"For the sake of the Central Plains, for the sake of the righteous path of the martial world, is it not your wife willing to handle such trivial matters herself?" The Blood Sword Master's expression remained upright, but a hint of guilt was revealed in his words.

“Trivial matters? Ha.” The Iron-Fisted Lady fell silent, focusing intently on the teacup in front of her.

"Fight, you may." The Corpse Whisperer in the shadows suddenly spoke in a low voice.

His presence was extremely subtle; everyone knew he was there, but if they weren't careful, they would forget he was even there.

“My dungeon… still has a few ‘superior rooms’ empty… awaiting distinguished guests…” the Corpse Whisperer said, then suddenly let out a strange “giggle” laugh, a laugh that sent chills down one’s spine.

"Bang!" Burning Heart Blade slammed his fist on the armrest of the chair, interrupting the Corpse Whisperer's sinister laughter, and everyone's eyes turned to him.

He took several deep breaths, his chest heaving noticeably, his face flushed, and veins bulged on his forehead.

"Does the leader have any insightful suggestions?" Blood Sword Master asked, his tone carrying a hint of guidance.

"Sigh!" Burning Heart Blade said nothing in the end, but just let out a heavy sigh and turned his head away.