"Wow, Master, our location is very good!"
Most of the disciples of the Jinglei Sect have never traveled far, have never been to a big city like Tianshui City, let alone participated in an occasion like the Tianluo Conference.
As soon as everyone found the station, they began to set up the scene. Thinking that they would spend most of the next few days here, not only were they not worried, but they were very excited.
Compared to the excitement of the disciples of the Thunder Sect, the disciples of several surrounding sects seemed much calmer.
Although it was their first time to participate in such a conference, they had often heard introductions from previous senior brothers and sisters, so they did not show such interest in the conference at this time.
What's more, all the sects and sects in the Tianluo Conference gather together, and every word and deed of the disciples represents the image of the sect, so they must sit upright, show their best, and maintain the image of the sect.
At this time, Mo Yanli weakly said to Yan Chu:
"Master, can I set up a stove here?"
Yan Chu was stunned: "Why?"
Mo Yanli said: "The disciple is not strong enough to win glory for the sect, but he still wants to do his part. The brothers and sisters must be very hard in the next few days. If you can't eat delicious food, how can you have the strength to compete? So the disciple wants to We need to build a stove here to cook for our brothers and sisters."
"You are very thoughtful. Go ahead and ask Zeyang and the others to build one together!" Yan Chu agreed with a smile.
Mo Yanli also smiled, turned around, called Li Zeyang and other male disciples, and started to work.
They used local materials and piled stones to build a stove. Female disciple Yu Jian got dry firewood from the woods above and below. Finally, Mo Yanli took out a large black pot directly from the space ring and placed it on the stove.
Seeing the unity and cooperation among the disciples, Yan Chu smiled happily.
In fact, no one feels any pressure. After all, the Tianluo Conference is not as dangerous as the Lost City. For them, participating in the conference is no different from an autumn outing.
Just when everyone was busy, a discordant voice came.
"Is this the Thunder Sect? They started making noises as soon as they entered the scene. They were just like a bunch of wild men from the countryside entering the city. They looked like they had never seen the world before!"
Yan Chu raised his head and glanced around, and found that the person speaking was a disciple of the sect who was stationed next to them and had the Yuxu Sect sign hanging on it.
The disciples of Yuxu Sect all wore uniform dark blue clothes with white clouds and flying swords embroidered on them.
Among them, the twenty-five participating disciples all had their names embroidered on their chests, and their clothes were more ornate. They held their heads high, their expressions were unruly, and their eyes were full of disdain for the disciples of other sects.
In addition to these twenty-five disciples, each disciple is accompanied by an outer disciple who is responsible for taking care of their food and daily life.
These outer disciples stood respectfully beside the inner disciples, as if they were serving their masters.
As the strongest sixth-grade sect near Tianshui City, Yuxu Sect is backed by Black and White Academy, so they naturally have the capital to be proud of.
But Yan Chu disagreed with this management method in which the outer sect served the inner sect.
Regardless of whether they are outer disciples or inner disciples, they are all disciples of the sect. Their most fundamental purpose is to cultivate, not to be a human being.
Yan Chu would also let the inner disciples take over the outer disciples, but they would be considered as teaching assistants at most. The outer disciples would help with some chores in the sect, and the inner disciples would also assist the elders in teaching the outer disciples.
After all, the inner and outer disciples of the Thunder Sect are all one family.
Unlike Yuxu Sect, the classes are clearly defined.
The person who just spoke was an elite disciple of the inner sect of the Yuxu Sect. His name was embroidered on his chest: Yang Wei.
"The leader also asked us to be careful of the Thunder Faction. I think it's nothing more than that. Maybe everyone will be eliminated in the first game, hahahaha!"
Yang Wei's loud sarcasm attracted many people's attention.
He sneered in his heart, it seemed that his sarcasm had an effect.
Yesterday, their leader Yan Ce came back and specifically told the participating disciples to be careful of the Thunder Sect.
However, the elites among this group of inner disciples did not pay attention to the Thunder Sect at all. Instead, they couldn't wait to provoke the Thunder Sect.
Everyone looked at Yan Chu, wanting to see how the leader of the Thunder Sect, who was born out of nowhere and was rumored to have shocked everyone with his skills at the City Lord's Mansion yesterday, would respond to Yuxu Sect's ridicule.
Under the attention of everyone, Yan Chu just glanced at Yang Wei gently, then withdrew his gaze and chatted with Xiao Keqing beside him.
Can you bear it
It's understandable, after all, as the master of a sect, even if you feel unhappy in your heart, you can't express your happiness and anger on your face.
According to everyone's understanding, if Yan Chu didn't speak, it was his disciples who should stand up.
Disciple vs. disciple, this way he will not lose his identity. Yan Chu is quite smart in doing this, at least he is not that reckless.
So... what about the disciples of the Thunder Sect
The disciples of the Thunder Sect completely ignored Yang Wei's taunts, as if they didn't hear them.
Cleaning, chatting, making fire...
No one paid any attention to Yang Wei!
In this way, Yang Wei alone mocked the Thunder Faction, but no one in the Thunder Faction paid any attention to Yang Wei, which actually made Yang Wei look a little stupid.
Yang Wei waited for a while, but no one responded to him, so he couldn't help but ask:
"Are all the men from the Thunder Sect dead? Your sect was insulted like this and you didn't react at all?"
Everyone was still doing their own thing, talking and laughing, and were not affected by Yang Wei at all.
Yang Wei was angry: "The mountain sect is as timid as a mouse and has no courage at all. Why are you here to participate in the Tianluo Conference? Go home and farm!"
Everyone still didn't respond, and Mo Yanli even cut fresh fruit for everyone.
"Ahhh!"
Yang Wei discovered that the taunts that had been tried and tested in the past, when used on the Thunder Faction, were like hitting cotton with a fist, having no effect at all.
Moreover, when he yelled at Jing Lei Faction alone, it was okay for Jing Thunder Faction to respond. However, if Jing Thunder Faction did not respond, he would become like a noisy fly, buzzing and disturbing...
The onlookers who were cultivating immortals all laughed. The Jinglei Sect didn't make any response, which would not make them look cowardly, but would make them appear to be knowledgeable and far-sighted!
Will a lion quarrel with a fly
At this time, in everyone's eyes, the Thunder Sect is the powerful and proud lion, and Yang Wei is the fly that keeps buzzing, overestimating his own abilities!
Yang Wei was also frightened and looked back.
Behind many disciples, Yan Beixu sat there.
He nodded slightly to Yang Wei.
Yang Wei gritted his teeth, summoned the flying sword directly, and shouted to Shen Wen who passed by him:
"Who among the cowards from the Thunder Sect dares to fight with me!"
(End of chapter)