Chapter 149 Why Are People so Different From Each Other?

Everyone could have guessed that they would declare war. After all, although they had no evidence before, they had already tacitly accepted in their hearts that the perpetrator was Luoyun Sect.

Everyone must have been tit-for-tat behind the scenes, but these things were never brought to the surface.

This time, the Sect Master not only asked for compensation for everyone, but also declared war on Luoyun Sect very forcefully, which really surprised Qin Shu.

The Sect Master is worthy of being the Sect Master. He could make Luoyun Sect willing to bleed heavily even though they knew they were going to break up. He is really amazing.

The disciples of Jianzong were even more excited when they heard this. "Next time if I meet the disciples of Luoyun Sect again, my Green Water Sword will definitely not let them go!" 🄲

"Let's practice hard and avenge our brothers and sisters!"

"Yes!"

...

At this moment, a bell suddenly rang through the sky. Everyone looked up and saw a golden scroll unfolding in the sky.

Everyone saw it, and only when the scroll disappeared did they resume the discussion.

"The time for the sect competition has been set!"

"It will be held next month! I won't sleep this month!"

"I'll go out and take on a few more missions, and save some points to exchange for a good sword."

"I'll go dig some herbs and exchange them with the brothers from the Dan Sect for two bottles of elixirs."

...

For a moment, all the disciples were like chicken blood, and the sect competition that had been delayed for a year was finally about to begin.

However, this was not over yet, and the sect released news again.

In the sect competition, those who can enter the top 50 of each cultivation level can enter the inner gate!

Qi Refining disciples choose a top-grade spiritual weapon and three foundation-building pills.

Foundation-building disciples choose a low-grade treasure weapon and three Peiyuan pills.

Jindan disciples are rewarded with a top-grade treasure weapon and three Peiying pills!

Once these rewards were released, even some disciples who didn't care about fame and fortune and just practiced immortality well couldn't sit still.

It doesn't matter whether it's a treasure or not, but the elixir!

No matter what level of cultivation, who can refuse a few elixirs to pave the way for their advancement?

Just when the entire Xuantian Sect was celebrating the New Year, the atmosphere on Lingxiao Peak was not very good.

Master Lingxu sat cross-legged on the futon with a depressed look on his face, looking at the two disciples in front of him.

"You can share the foundation-building elixir and the essence-cultivating elixir, and I will refine the infant-cultivating elixir myself."

Cheng Yan, who had been beaten countless times in swordsmanship with Master Wangjian every day recently, felt guilty when he heard his master's words.

He almost forgot that he was still an alchemist. It was really easy to get carried away in a fight.

Just when he decided to turn over a new leaf and refine a few furnaces of elixir for the Dan Sect before leaving, he saw his good junior brother flip his wrist and take out a few bottles of elixir and put them on the stone table in front of his master.

He shook the fan in his hand and said with a smile: "Why bother? Master, do you think these are enough?"

Lingxu Zhenren was stunned, then a gratified smile appeared on his face, and he asked him: "When did Wen Chi, your disciple, secretly make pills? He has really grown up! I am really pleased!"

Wen Chi smiled, and the flowing fan in his hand swayed slightly, and the broken hair at his temples also fluttered, looking really ethereal.

"Master, this is wrong, why do I need to secretly make pills? As long as I have spirit stones in my hand, I can buy any pill I want?"

When Lingxu Zhenren heard what he said, his face turned black, and he waved his sleeves towards him.

Wen Chi's body flashed with golden light, but he was unmoved.

Lingxu Zhenren was so angry that he blew his beard and glared, "You are an alchemist! You don't make the pills yourself, but you buy them?! Your master beat you up, and you still need to use magic weapons?! This little bastard really pissed me off!"

Having said that, he didn't do anything else.

Wen Chi smiled and put another bottle of pills on the table in front of Lingxu Zhenren, and persuaded him kindly: "Master, calm down. Learning to make pills is to have pills to eat when you need them, not to serve others, don't you think?"

Lingxu Zhenren's eyes fell on the jade bottle he placed on the table, and he recognized it with a scan of his spiritual sense.

The bottle contained nine pills, each of which was top-grade, and it was the infant-cultivating pill that he needed to refine himself.

Lingxu Zhenren: "..."

Suddenly, he didn't know whether he should be angry or not.

He looked at Wen Chi with a stern face and said, "If your father knew that you were such a spendthrift, I don't know how he would deal with you!"

Wen Chi still shook his head, "Master, I am surprised by what you said. These are all purchased with my own money, and I have not used the property of the Wen family."

Zhenren Lingxu was silent. As an eighth-grade alchemist, he was definitely wealthy, but he was reluctant to do such a harm.

And the time that Wen Chi opened the furnace to refine pills every year was really limited. Obviously, he did not earn spirit stones by refining pills. Where did he get so many spirit stones?

Not only was Zhenren Lingxu curious, but Cheng Yan on the side was so curious.

They were all disciples of the master, why were they so different from each other?