Yue Haoran smiled and said, "You are all the benchmarks of the sect and role models for all fellow disciples. No matter who gets hurt in your competition, it will be a loss that the sect cannot afford. It is better to cancel it."
As the eldest disciple of Yuhua Zhen Palace and the first holy son, he must obey the words of the sect master. Even if he is reluctant in his heart, he has to swallow his anger.
Shou Yongsi absolutely did not think that he would fail. His master had injected three energy bodies into him in three months. The three energy bodies were equivalent to the attack of the three stars of the Emperor. No matter how powerful Ye Xiangyang was, could he withstand the attack of the Emperor
This was nothing more than the sect leader taking sides with Ye Xiangyang and giving in to him.
"Disciple will follow your instructions." Shou Yongsi bowed and said respectfully.
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly. He understood that this was the sect master's care for him. Although he defeated the ruthless killer Linghu Gaoliao, in the eyes of others, it was still difficult for him to defeat Shou Yongsi.
In fact, it doesn’t matter whether he fights with Shou Yongsi or not. What he wants to do is to establish his authority and intimidate all the disciples of Yuhuazhengong, laying the foundation for his Xiangyang Society.
The goal has been achieved, and that is enough.
He looked at the Sect Master with gratitude and said very respectfully: "Thank you for your mediation, Sect Master. Don't worry, I will follow your instructions."
After saying this, Ye Xiangyang bowed to Shou Yongsi and said, "Big Brother, I am young and frivolous. I offended you. Please forgive me for my arrogance."
Shou Yongsi's nose was crooked with anger. On the ring, your Fang Tian Hua Ji flashed with a cold light, pointed at me, and asked me if I dared to fight you. That was the biggest provocation to your dignity. Now, look, you want to let the matter go with just one sentence.
He is really able to make clouds and rain with a flip of his hand, and he is flexible and adaptable. He has a deeper impression of Ye Xiangyang. This kid is definitely a big shot who is not easy to mess with.
Shou Yongsi laughed loudly: "Brother, what are you talking about? Even if we are fighting, we should stop at a certain point and not hurt our brotherly feelings. Moreover, as your brother, I was not considerate enough in this matter. I apologize to you."
The people in front of you are all people who can determine their status in Yuhua Zhengong Palace. Although they cannot push you to the throne of the sect leader in Yuhua Zhengong Palace, they can pull you down from the throne.
Therefore, the influence in front of this person is very important. Even if Shou Yongsi hates Ye Xiangyang to the core, he can only appear cheerful and magnanimous.
Yue Haoran and the others are all old and cunning, they are all monsters who have lived for tens of thousands of years, and they know all these tricks well.
"It's not that I don't allow you to compete. You still have to compete." Yue Haoran said with a smile, "There is a certain way to compete. In three months, Xiangyang City will open for business. With the Emperor of Heaven and Earth Pill as a cover and the Yao Family Pill Competition as a publicity stunt, countless martial artists on the Xuanwu Continent will flock to Xiangyang City."
Yue Haoran still had a smile on his face and said, "You can do this and compare who did a better job in the opening of Xiangyang City this time."
The rules for opening Xiangyang City have been set. The elixirs given to the big and small forces, the sects and races, and the elixirs given to the independent cultivators of the Xuanwu Continent are split 30% and 70% respectively.
That is to say, no matter how many pills there are or what kind of pills they are, this is the case.
Now that the rules are set, it’s time to talk about implementation. Under the same conditions, the sect wants to see which team led by the two of them can do better.
"I wonder what you two think?"
Shou Yongsi nodded. The conditions were all like this, that is, they were divided into sects and individual cultivators. Then who would take charge of this matter
Yue Haoran seemed to see through Shou Yongsi's thoughts: "On the sect side, the elder in charge of punishment and I are responsible for the security, and on the independent cultivator side, the elders who teach skills and the elders who teach pills are responsible for the security. I've made it clear in advance that we are only the security, and we generally don't intervene in matters big or small."
Shou Yongsi nodded. This matter can be divided into two parts, which means that there is no equality between the sect and the independent cultivators.
The sect provided a lot of resources, the sect itself was relatively wealthy, and the sect was well-trained. Relatively speaking, things here were much easier to handle.
Since it is a competition, it means that the sect has a considerable advantage.
Let’s talk about independent cultivators. What are independent cultivators? They are cultivators on the Xuanwu Continent who have not joined a sect. They rely on their own abilities, or fight together with three or five people. They cannot or do not want to enter a sect.
These people have not joined a sect and are used to being free and easy, so they don't want to be bound by sect rules.
These people have weird tempers, are lawless, and do whatever they want. Another thing is that independent cultivators are generally much poorer than those in sects.
There are countless independent cultivators in the world, but only a few can surpass the Venerable.
Of course, there are only a few such people compared to such an extremely large number.
These people are numerous, with a large base and few resources, and are difficult to manage, which makes them a difficult problem.
To be honest, whoever seizes the home turf of the independent cultivators is more likely to lose.
Yue Haoran smiled slightly: "How about it? On one side are the independent cultivators in East City, and on the other side are the sect in West City. I wonder if you are willing to compete to see who can bring more profits to the sect in this opening ceremony."
Shou Yongsi cupped his hands and said, "Disciple is willing to follow the Sect Master's instructions."
Ye Xiangyang smiled slightly: "Disciple has no objection either."
The elder in charge of the punishment stepped forward and said, "In that case, you draw lots, and whoever draws that side will preside over that side."
After saying this, two lots were cast out and floated in front of Ye Xiangyang and Shou Yongsi.
Ye Xiangyang bowed to Shou Yongsi and said, "Senior brother is the eldest, please go first."
Shou Yongsi smiled and did not refuse. He stretched out his hand towards a lot and silently said in his heart: "Zongmen Zongmen, it must be a Zongmen."
Not sure if his chanting had any effect or what, but he reached out and grabbed a lot.
Ye Xiangyang also grabbed another one.
After opening it, he found that Shou Yongsi was indeed from a sect. A feeling of joy spread in his heart. This was heaven’s help. Auctions for sects were many times easier than those for individual cultivators.
It’s not that there are no people in Xuanwu Continent who want to win over independent cultivators, but not many have succeeded.
Generally it ends in failure.
It is a miracle that Ye Xiangyang was able to win over people like Lei Li, the God of Death and Thunder, Jia Lang, the Dragon God of Storms, Jin Sifeng, the Resentful Woman of the Ends of the World, and Long Xianghan, the Goddess of Nine Dragons. It cannot be calculated based on common sense.
When the dust settled, the clan leader asked the two to go down and prepare.
Shou Yongsi came out of the sect master's hall to say goodbye to Ye Xiangyang, and in a moment he arrived at his own Shoushan.
He summoned the leaders of more than a dozen societies, including the Fu Shou Society, the Su Sha Group, the Luo Hua Society, and so on, and recounted what happened in the sect master's hall.
When everyone heard that Shou Yongsi was in charge of the sect's auction and that he could extract 5% of the profit from this auction, they suddenly became excited.
Xiangyang Club had started preparing resources for this opening more than half a year ago. Even the least valuable elixir was worth 300,000 Xuanwu silver coins. Calculating 5%, the minimum income would be 15,000 Xuanwu silver coins.
The amount can reach tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of Xuanwu silver coins, which means there is a huge profit margin.
"Big Brother, we have taken over the sect, which is a good thing that is a hundred times better than being a casual cultivator. We must do a good job this time."
"Yes, first of all, we have to send out our invitations. The three holy places and six sects, the ten halls of the demon race, the four ancient families, the ten ancient races, as well as the elves and the demons... These people are easy to count."
"Secondly, we need to prepare a good reception for these people so that they can feel at ease when they come to Xiangyang City. Only when they can live well, eat well, and be in a good mood can they shop better."
"Yes, our service must keep up, otherwise it will lower the standard of this grand event."
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Shou Yongsi and his people were planning, and Ye Xiangyang and his people were also planning.
On the Xiangyang Peak, there were more than one hundred core members of the Xiangyang Society, all of whom were saints; there were more than fifty elders from the Yuhua Palace; these people sat on the top of the Xiangyang Peak, tasting elixirs and fruits, and drinking fairy tea and wine.
These people chatted while enjoying the food leisurely.
The space on the mountain was hazy, and three figures appeared. The leader was Xuanyuan Qinyou, a woman of elegant temperament, bookish air, and extremely graceful writing. This elegant woman with a strong bookish air was the third-ranked Holy Son of Yuhua Palace, whose strength was unfathomable.
Next she was Zhu Yinghong, with a face like peach blossoms, eyes like autumn water, and a graceful figure among the falling flowers.
Following behind them was Gu Zhixing, who had a long sword hanging from his waist, a dignified and upright demeanor, and a broad mind.
As soon as they arrived, all the elders and fellow disciples greeted them, creating a peaceful atmosphere.
The discussion meeting has not started yet, everyone is enjoying themselves, if they want to drink tea, wine, fairy fruit, elixir or medicine, they can do so at their own convenience.
The air was hazy, and five people appeared beside their table.
This table faces south and is located right in the center of the conference hall. It is the most important place carefully selected by Ye Xiangyang.
These people appeared, as if they had been here for thousands of years, already taking root, not like they had just sat here. There was no law entangled in them, and in their eyes, worlds were formed and destroyed one by one.
These five people are none other than the fatal thunder god Lei Li, the storm dragon god Jia Lang, the nine dragon goddess Long Xianghan, the worldly resentful woman Jin Sifeng, and Dian Hua.
There are a total of 218 people, including 16 emperors, including: Cheng Tian, Cheng Di, He Yang, He Xuan and so on.
Not to mention anything else, just this powerful lineup alone is enough to show how powerful Ye Xiangyang is. He was able to get more than a dozen emperors to attend the meeting. This kind of energy shocked Xuanyuan Qinyou.
Ye Xiangyang smiled and explained the sect master's mediation, and the need to divide Xiangyang City into two parts, namely, independent cultivators and sect members, as well as the distribution between them.
Everyone was relieved when they heard that the competition tomorrow was cancelled and Ye Xiangyang and Shou Yongsi's competition was moved to the opening ceremony of Xiangyang City. In any case, Ye Xiangyang would not be injured in the competition.
When they heard that when they drew lots, Shou Yongsi drew the land for the sect, and Ye Xiangyang drew the land for the independent cultivator, they all felt heavy in their hearts.