Under this circumstance, the people of the Immortal Sect naturally wanted to recruit them into the sect. Since they couldn't be persuaded to submit and join the sect with kind words, they thought of suppressing them with strength, letting Xuanyuan Moze and Fengjiu know that there are always people better than you, and no matter how strong they are, they can't be stronger than them as the venerables of the Immortal Sect.
If they don't subdue the two of them, the reputation of the Immortal Sect will indeed be damaged after this battle, so they are pressing them step by step, wanting them to accept the challenge of the two.
However, this challenge was unfair. Xuanyuan Moze could defeat that venerable, but he might not be able to defeat Senior Brother Sique. Moreover, even if he had a slight chance of winning, Fengjiu's small body would probably defeat Senior Brother Muxin. You know, these two were the two strongest venerables of their generation.
Having said this, the Immortal Lord of the Immortal Sect did not speak to stop it, which obviously meant he acquiesced. With such acquiescence, even Wanyan Qianhua could not stop it.
Xuanyuan Moze, who had been silent the whole time, glanced at the two people in front of him with his deep black pupils. He had been sizing them up since they said they wanted to challenge him. After weighing the pros and cons, he felt that they could fight.
Moreover, he knew that if he and Ajiu won this battle, they would not only become famous among the four sects, but would also have a certain shocking effect.
Thinking of the benefits after a battle, he glanced at Fengjiu and said, "Ah Jiu, since they want to fight us again and again, how about we accept the battle?"
Hearing this, Feng Jiu looked at the two people, thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's easy to fight us, but after all, we have an agreement first. Otherwise, who knows what tricks you will come up with after this battle."
“Our words are as good as gold, especially in front of so many people, how could we go back on our word!” Venerable Sique said in a deep voice, seeming to be very displeased with Fengjiu’s questioning.
Feng Jiu glanced at him and said casually, "Who would believe that?"
"you!"
He glared angrily. As a dignified master, could he not keep his word? This Feng Jiu was really infuriating!
"Since we want to fight, we will only fight with you if heaven and earth are our witnesses. Otherwise, forget it." She smiled with her eyes slightly curved, and there was a hint of calculation in the depths of her eyes.
“Okay! I…” The Four-Deficiency Venerable started to speak, but was interrupted by Fengjiu.
"Wait a minute." Feng Jiu said, stopping him from speaking, "If we lose, we will have to worship you as our master, but similarly, if you lose, you will also have to worship us as your master."
"This, this, this is ridiculous!"
Venerable Sique and Venerable Muxin both stared in astonishment, and threw their sleeves and cursed. They were dignified venerables, and they worshipped them as their teachers? How could this be possible! If this got out, people would laugh to death.
"Ridiculous?" Feng Jiu raised her eyebrows and asked, "This is obviously a very fair thing, how can you say it's ridiculous? Besides, haven't we even started the competition yet? Are you already scared? If that's the case, why are you still competing with us? Can't you just let us go?"
“You, you!”
The two upright people were so angry at her that they were fuming, but they couldn't find any words to refute her. If they wanted to compete, they should learn from them and worship the winner as their teacher if they lose, otherwise they should let them leave. This sounded reasonable, but why did they feel something was wrong