Quick Travel: The beginning is Shura Field

Chapter 1580: A blind girl from a poor sect turns her life around with her acting skills (22)

Leng Wujue quickly understood what Dai Ke meant: "Are you suspecting that Patriarch Hehuan has joined forces with the other three major sects?"

Dai Ke's expression was solemn: "This is just my guess. If they are only targeting me or the Wanjian Sect, I have many ways to escape danger. I am just afraid that they are targeting you."

"If Patriarch He Huan joins forces with the three major sects and makes the other sects mistakenly think that you and I have some connection, and they want to use me to force you to show up, then things will be bad."

"So don't go with me to the sect conference this time. If anything happens, I will handle it on my own."

Being targeted is okay, but being targeted also confirms the crime of colluding with a cult. Then no matter what the martial arts sects do to the Wanjian Sect next, it will be the right thing to do under the banner of justice.

"I'm not worried about you going alone."

"Xiao Yue will be with me, and I have ways to protect my life and won't put myself in danger."

"And if you go with me, there are too many uncertainties. If they secretly set up defenses to catch you, the consequences will be disastrous."

The righteous path has too many hidden means, and no one can ensure that Leng Wu Jue can leave safely, but Dai Ke has a system, so she can ensure her own safety.

Leng Wu Jue wanted to say something, but Dai Ke decided, "It's settled. Xiao Yue and I will participate together. We still have half a month, so I can go back to Gui Xian Men to arrange for support."

Leng Wu Jue was still worried: "I can choose not to follow you to Piao Miao Sect, but I have to follow you along the way. I promise you that if the situation is not right, I will retreat immediately and will never be caught and used as a handle for you."

The two men held different opinions, and since Leng Wujue had already given in, Dai Ke couldn't say anything more.

"Let me be frank with you. If you get caught, I won't recognize you."

If Dai Ke was alone, she could just ignore him, but there were so many disciples in the Wanjian Sect, she couldn't gamble with their lives.

"……it is good."

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"The leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect has arrived!!"

At the doorman's shout, Dai Ke, dressed in a white brocade robe, stepped into the meeting hall.

She had one hand behind her back, her posture straight and upright, and the cloud patterns embroidered on her clothes shone with golden light.

Dai Ke walked straight to the long table and took his seat. The three sect leaders looked at each other with serious expressions. The sect leader of Wanqi Pavilion stroked his goatee and said, "Sect Leader Dai, wait a minute."

Dai Ke stopped beside the upper chair and looked at the Master of Wanqi Pavilion in confusion: "Master, what can I teach you?"

The Master of the Wanqi Pavilion twisted his beard and looked around: "I'm afraid that the Wanjian Sect can no longer be called the number one sect. Master Dai is not qualified to be the number one sect master."

"Oh?" Dai Ke glanced at the three powerful clan leaders, who showed no surprise on their faces. "Seeing you all so calm, you must have known that my clan leader's power has recovered."

During the past half month, Dai Ke's vision had become much clearer. Although it was still blurry at times, he had no problem observing the expressions of several people.

There was a gleam in the eyes of these people. They must have discussed something before Dai Ke came.

The burly master of the Baiquan Sect shrugged his broad shoulders and said in a rough voice, "Even if your power is restored, you are still a yellow-haired girl. Everyone present is your senior. How can you take the seat?"

The Piao Miao Sect Master echoed, "Sect Master Dai should find another position."

If Dai Ke compromises today, the position of the number one sect of Wanjian Sect will be handed over to someone else.

The Wanjian Sect’s hundred years of hard work cannot be destroyed by her.

Dai Ke seemed not to hear their contempt and sat down directly: "Whether this sect master is qualified to sit in this position is not up to you to decide, but to be determined by strength."

"Before the next sect competition begins, the Wanjian Sect is number one in the righteous path!"

Dai Ke's powerful voice made the other clan leaders dissatisfied, but they had no reason to refute.

After all, the number one position of the Wanjian Sect depends not only on the strength of the sect master, but also the strength of the disciples of the entire sect.

The leader of Baiquan Sect sneered, "Sect Master Dai is too arrogant. The old sect master passed away a year ago. At that time, countless disciples of Wanjian Sect were killed or injured. The strength of Wanjian Sect is no longer what it used to be."

Dai Ke looked over and said, "This sect master said that whether you are strong enough will be revealed in the sect competition next year."

Before he finished his words, he heard the sound of several arrows piercing towards Dai Ke's face.

Dai Ke sat there without moving, not even frowning.

A violent aura burst out from the ghost bride standing next to Dai Ke, knocking all the arrows away.

She drew Dai Ke's Frost Sword and pointed it at the Master of Wanqi Pavilion: "What do you mean?"

The two disciples behind the Master of Wanqi Pavilion were holding sharp weapons, and a tense atmosphere broke out in an instant.

The Master of Wanqi Pavilion wanted to force Dai Ke to take action, so he used the hidden weapon, but was stopped by Dai Ke's maid.

He sneered, "Didn't the Sect Master's power recover? Why do you still need helpers to protect you?"

Dai Ke leaned against the backrest, his posture lazy, and retorted: "Your hidden weapon can even stop my maid. Do I need to deal with such a useless thing myself?" "You——" The master of Wanqi Pavilion slammed the table and glared, "Dai Ke, don't be so arrogant!"

"This sect master has the capital to be arrogant, what do you have? A pile of scrap copper and iron?"

The Master of Wanqi Pavilion was very angry. The Master of Piaomiao Sect came out to stir up trouble: "I heard that the Master of Baigui Sect is good at customizing secret techniques. Master Dai suddenly recovered his strength and his strength increased greatly. Could it be that he asked Baigui Sect for advice?"

As Dai Ke guessed, Patriarch Hehuan revealed the news of Leng Wujue's appearance in Wanjian Sect to these people.

It seems that today's conference is destined not to be peaceful.

Dai Ke pretended not to understand and asked, "Does the leader of the Hundred Ghosts Sect really have such a unique skill? But how did the leader of Piao Miao Sect know about it?"

What she meant was that she had no connection with the Hundred Ghosts Sect. Instead, it was the leader of the Piao Miao Sect, who knew everything about the Hundred Ghosts Sect, who was suspected of colluding with the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

Piao Miao Sect said angrily: "Dai Ke, stop talking nonsense. How could this Sect Master collude with the Hundred Ghost Sect?"

"Everyone is behaving properly. If it's something that Piao Miao Sect Master has never done, why is he so impatient and eager to prove himself?"

The leader of Piao Miao Sect was choked with anger, and the leader of Bai Quan Sect shouted, "Dai Ke, someone has seen the leader of Bai Gui Sect appear in Wan Jian Sect, do you still want to quibble?"

Dai Ke looked calm: "Who saw it?"

The leader of Baiquan Sect said confidently: "Of course we are so sure because there is evidence. Bring the person up!"

Ji Lingfeng, covered in blood, was brought up. On his blurry face, a pair of terrifying eyes stared at Dai Ke.

After Ji Lingfeng and He Yao were thrown down the mountain, Dai Ke also sent people to keep an eye on them for a few days.

On the first day after waking up from a coma, the two became enemies.

He Yao blamed Ji Lingfeng for being useless, while Ji Lingfeng hated He Yao for humiliating him in public. The two men fought each other, and during the fight, Ji Lingfeng accidentally pushed He Yao down a steep slope, and He Yao hit his head on a rock and died on the spot.