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In the deep and secluded valley.

The main hall of the Falling Moon Sect was hidden among the lush trees and verdant mountains.

The ancient valley seemed to be a peaceful haven carved out by nature itself, the sect integrating with the valley, the towering mountain walls becoming its solid backing.

Simple yet elegant, the sect's architectural complex was distributed across the verdant hills, scattered in a harmonious arrangement, with complex array runes floating between the peaks, exuding an air of mystery.

The disciples of the Moon Cutting Sect arrived at the mountain gate on flying boats, awestruck by the magnificent scene before them.

As expected of the Falling Moon Sect, a mid-to-upper tier sect in the Taihang Region, even the ninth level of Qi Refining was only worthy of being a gate-keeping handyman disciple, and only by becoming a Foundation Establishment cultivator could one be promoted to an outer sect disciple.

"Even the gatekeepers are in the Qi Refining stage, we are only at the Qi Refining stage, wouldn't we be completely crushed if we came to the Falling Moon Sect to participate in the sect competition?"

A disciple of the Moon Cutting Sect said with a stunned expression.

The elite disciples of the Moon Cutting Sect were only at the Qi Refining stage, and once they advanced to Foundation Establishment, they could become sect elders. The elders would definitely not participate in the competition, so how were they supposed to fight?

"It shouldn't be that bad. The Qi Refining stage and Foundation Establishment stage are likely to be separate, otherwise, why would the sect leader send us here?"

"That's right, junior brothers and sisters, don't be discouraged. Although we are only at the Qi Refining stage, as long as we show enough strength, we won't disgrace the sect."

"If we perform well, we might even become disciples of the Falling Moon Sect!"

"Senior brother is right, as long as we show our own value, everyone should do their best."

The disciples of the Moon Cutting Sect were full of fighting spirit.

Being cultivators from a small sect, they had nothing to lose. Why feel inferior because others were excellent?

"Laughable, these are the cultivators of the Moon Cutting Sect?"

Just then, a discordant voice broke the atmosphere.

Several disciples wearing the attire of the Falling Moon Sect approached with mocking smiles.

"The elite disciples are all at the Qi Refining stage, is such a sect worthy of being a branch of our Falling Moon Sect?"

"If I were the sect leader of the Moon Cutting Sect, I would definitely be too embarrassed to let such weak disciples come to the Falling Moon Sect. It's really too shameful."

"They're probably just here to see the world. The Moon Cutting Sect doesn't have such a grand scene as the Falling Moon Sect. A mere Foundation Establishment cultivator is an elder in their sect."

"Hahahaha, does that mean if I went to the Moon Cutting Sect, I could also be an elder?"

The crowd's unrestrained teasing and mockery caused the faces of the Moon Cutting Sect disciples to turn from red to green, and they subconsciously clenched their fists.

Miaomiao blankly looked up at her master, finding that her master had no reaction to this.

Looking at Uncle Wang beside her, his face was slightly unsightly, but he did not flare up on the spot.

Wang Lu suppressed the anger in his heart, cupped his fist at the few people, and said: "I am Wang Lu, please lead the way, fellow Daoists."

Although he felt aggrieved and angry, Wang Lu's mind was very clear, and verbal disputes were meaningless.

This was the territory of the Falling Moon Sect, and he could not possibly attack the disciples of the Falling Moon Sect who spoke rudely.

Moreover, the Moon Cutting Sect was a branch sect of the Falling Moon Sect. The Falling Moon Sect was vast in scale, with countless strong individuals. It was normal for the other party to look down on them.

The cultivation world was one where the strong were respected. The cruel side was never directly displayed, and only through personal contact could one deeply appreciate the humbleness and helplessness of being in the cultivation world.

Among the Moon Cutting Sect disciples, only Chen Changsheng and Miaomiao had no reaction. The faces of the others were somewhat gloomy, and their moods were quite bad.

Miaomiao was slow-witted, and coupled with her beggar background, she was already immune to the cold eyes of others.

Chen Changsheng, on the other hand, had expected this. The arrogant behavior of the Falling Moon Sect disciples was in line with the attitude of a cultivation sect. The sect style of the Moon Cutting Sect was obviously too simple and kind, like a group of pure children who had not been beaten by society.

Seeing that Wang Lu and the others were unmoved, the Falling Moon Sect disciples instantly lost interest.

One of them waved his hand, beckoning Wang Lu and the others to follow.

They were just verbally mocking them to satisfy their desires, and ultimately could not violate the sect rules, nor could they change their task of leading the Moon Cutting Sect disciples.

A martial stage for the competition had already been built here, and a vast defensive array enveloped the entire mountain peak, allowing the sect disciples to unleash their spells to their heart's content, without worrying about affecting the audience.

Three white-haired and bearded old men sat on the high platform, their auras restrained, and their cultivation realms could not be discerned.

Wang Lu and Chen Changsheng respectfully cupped their fists at the three, their etiquette impeccable, and then took their seats in the empty seats next to them.

"You two look very unfamiliar, are you the newly promoted elders of the Moon Cutting Sect?" One of the white-haired elders said with a smile.

"I am Wang Lu, I have met Elder Ban. I came to the Falling Moon Sect to participate in the sect competition fifty years ago. I wonder if the elder has any impression."

"Fifty years ago, I can't quite remember."

The elder stroked his white beard and stopped talking, obviously not wanting to continue this awkward topic. Who would remember a small Qi Refining cultivator from fifty years ago?

On the contrary, Elder Li next to the elder looked at Chen Changsheng with interest.

"Little friend's cultivation is not at the Foundation Establishment stage, why are you also sitting here? Shouldn't you go down and participate in the sect competition to win glory for the Moon Cutting Sect?"

Chen Changsheng took out a cup of tea and slowly brewed it, calmly saying: "I became an elder by relying on my second-grade alchemy skills. I am not a disciple of the Moon Cutting Sect, so I will not go down to bully the juniors."

As soon as these words came out, the corners of the three elders' mouths twitched.

They thought that this person was really thick-skinned. If you really went down to compete, I'm afraid you would only embarrass yourself.

The combat power of alchemists has never been high, especially if you become a second-grade alchemist in the Qi Refining stage. Wouldn't you have to devote all your energy to alchemy to achieve today's achievements?

Where would you have time to study Taoism?

"Little friend's alchemy skills are so remarkable, do you have any thoughts of joining the Falling Moon Sect?" Elder Li asked with a smile that did not reach his eyes.

"I do have some thoughts, and I am still considering it." Chen Changsheng showed a friendly smile, which was actually a disguised refusal.

From the moment he arrived at the Falling Moon Sect, he had been observing the atmosphere of the Falling Moon Sect.

The arrogance of the big sect was undoubtedly revealed, which was completely the opposite of the Moon Cutting Sect, and was very much in line with his image of a cultivation sect.

But, he just couldn't like it.

Perhaps it was Luo Liuxi's promise to help eliminate the Nether Soul Curse that made him have the idea of returning to the Moon Forest Region, or perhaps it was that he had fallen in love with the simplicity and tranquility of the Moon Cutting Sect.

Chen Changsheng decided not to join the Falling Moon Sect.

Elder Li said in a calm tone: "Little friend can slowly consider it after watching the sect competition. The future of a small sect is ultimately limited."

While speaking, the sect competition had officially begun.

The shallow foundation of the Moon Cutting Sect was undoubtedly exposed.

In one competition after another, the Moon Cutting Sect was defeated one after another, and they could not last more than twenty rounds in the hands of the Falling Moon Sect disciples.

For a time, the sect was filled with hot discussions of ridicule and sarcasm.

Wang Lu's face was slightly stiff, and the Moon Cutting Sect disciples were even more ashamed, feeling deeply powerless and exhausted.

Elder Li glanced at Chen Changsheng and Wang Lu, and said with a smile: "You two don't have to be discouraged. Although the Moon Cutting Sect has part of the inheritance of the Falling Moon Sect, it is ultimately a branch of the Falling Moon Sect. It is normal if you don't practice well."

Wang Lu gave an awkward dry laugh and did not speak.

Chen Changsheng took a sip of tea, then put down the teacup and said lightly: "I don't agree with Elder Li's words."

"I am also at the Qi Refining stage. I joined the Moon Cutting Sect not long ago, and I have learned a few sect sword techniques. I can barely be considered half a Moon Cutting Sect disciple. I want to personally try the inheritance of your sect. I wonder if the three elders can fulfill my wish?"