I am a cannon fodder, so what's wrong with grabbing an opportunity?

It’s a pity that Yan Ming did not receive Wan Muchun’s reward.

He reluctantly left Wan Muchun's sight.

He was not convinced. Why could a waste like Yan Guang receive the gift? How was he not as good as him?

When he was feeling depressed, Yan Ming realized that the spiritual energy around him was flowing towards the direction of the God of Spring, and even the spiritual power in his body seemed to be sucked away.

"What kind of evil martial arts is this?" Yan Ming frowned and cursed as he quickly left Yuxu Mountain.

On top of the mountain.

Wan Muchun and Xie Zhiqiu stood side by side, with the Muxizhu floating between them.

All the spiritual power around flowed towards Mu Xizhu. Mu Xizhu separated a strand of spiritual power and gave it to Xie Zhiqiu to continuously replenish her spiritual power.

The spiritual power expanded suddenly and could not be digested and absorbed.

"Expand the range of the magic circle." Wan Muchun gave an order.

The struggle that flashed across Xie Zhiqiu's eyes was concealed, and the spirit gathering formation suddenly expanded several times.

The spiritual power that had nowhere to go now had a place to vent, and Xie Zhiqiu's body finally returned to a relatively balanced state.

But this is far from enough, the spiritual power that Mu Xizhu transmits to Xie Zhiqiu is increasing.

Vast spiritual energy filled his whole body, and Xie Zhiqiu injected all of it into the spirit gathering array.

With a "swish", the coverage of the formation became larger and larger.

After a few days, the entire Yuxu Mountain was covered by the spirit gathering array.

Many creatures, including those who had intended to go up the mountain and those who had accidentally entered the mountain for no reason, were trapped inside.

Yuxu Mountain was originally the back garden of Saihe City.

Many children from aristocratic families would go there to train, and it was also a treasure land for independent practitioners to survive.

Once these people enter, they can never come out again, and their lives and deaths are uncertain.

The surrounding sects and families were disgusted and demanded that the Jiao Temple severely punish these scums.

Yan Ming has not made any statement yet, and the Jiao Temple is packed with people condemning his actions.

There was no response for a long time, and his prestige was getting worse day by day, but Yan Ming did not dare to take any action, fearing that a bad response would cause public outrage.

After being anxious and angry for many days, he finally got a reply from the headquarters.

After confirming again and again that the news was correct, Yan Ming immediately did as the headquarters requested.

"Here is a former traitor of the Jiao Temple, the God of Spring, who stole the Muxi Pearl, practiced evil magic, disregarded all living things, and violated morality... He is expelled from the Jiao Temple..."

Once the announcement from the Jiao Temple was released, the condemnation was even greater than before.

"We demand the annihilation of the God of Spring. Such evil cannot remain in the world..."

"What Spring God? It's obviously a Spring Demon."

"Conquer Yuxu, defeat the spring demon..."

"Conquer Yuxu and defeat the spring demon."

……

This proclamation was issued from the main hall at the same time as it was issued from the city of Saihe.

For a time, all the masters of the branch halls who had received favors from Wan Muchun were worried, fearing that the main hall would send people to settle accounts with them one day.

All the major families in Saihe City and the surrounding cultivation sects have received an invitation from the Jiao Temple to join the attack.

All of these were the people who had clamored for the Jiao Temple to severely punish Wan Muchun.

Yan Ming followed the order from the headquarters and the expeditionary force was waiting outside the city early in the morning, waiting for the personnel of the major families to be in place so that they could go to Yuxu Mountain to fight Wan Muchun at any time.

How could the major families not know who was the person worshipped as the God of Spring by the Jiao Temple?

They just want to see the Jiao Temple weaken its own strength and don't want to get involved.

But how could Yan Ming possibly let them get their wish?

The team was waiting outside the city, and they had ordered people to hold a large-scale event to publicize the righteous deeds of the major families and sects. They were already selecting elites to go with their Jiao Temple to fight the Spring Demon.

For a moment, everyone was roasted on the fire.

The sounds of smashing cups and objects and cursing could be heard everywhere.

"Strict, you mean bastard."

"You dare, Shuzi."

……

Even if they were dissatisfied, they could not lose face, so they could only select some disciples with average cultivation to provide support.

As for the elite disciples, none of them came out.

But soon, they regretted it.

Yan Ming was in the camp, waiting for each family to send people over.

When he saw the people coming from various families, an eager smile appeared on his face.

This smile made the elders of the family feel a little uneasy. When did Yan Ming become so approachable?

There must be a demon in the abnormal situation.

Yan Ming stepped forward quickly and supported Elder Li kindly: "Fellow Daoist Li, you have worked hard. Thank you for your great help..."

After some greetings, Yan Ming sighed.

"Old Li, I really didn't expect your Li family to decline. The qualifications of this generation of disciples..."

Before he could finish his words, Elder Li was about to have a heart attack.

A few elders on the side wanted to gloat over the other's misfortune, but soon similar remarks were made against them.

"It's our Jiao Temple's fault. We have attracted too many cultivators with excellent qualifications."

"There's nothing we can do. The resources approved by the headquarters are too many..."

This wave of Versailles not only slapped the faces of all the other sects, but also made the surrounding independent cultivators who signed up to join the Jiao Temple more determined to join the Jiao Temple.

After all, the Jiao Temple is indeed generous.

As long as you sign up, you will be given ten medium-grade spirit stones regardless of whether you pass or not.

Not to mention how good the benefits are after entering the Jiao Temple.

The Jiao Temple is simply a paradise for independent cultivators.

However, the Jiao Temple in Saihe City does not easily recruit people openly.

Open recruitment is only conducted every ten years. This time the situation is special and Yan Ming is recruiting logistics personnel.

This is how the scene of recruiting and receiving "elite families" came about.

These elders were all shrewd people and they knew at a glance that they were being plotted against.

No wonder this old guy came out to greet them in person. He was here to slap them in the face.

Elder Li said with a stiff face, "Palace Master Yan, you are joking. We are worried that you are short of manpower, so we brought a team here. Our clan leader is still selecting outstanding disciples to come."

Other aristocratic families and sects also agreed.

By the time the black dragon arrived at Yuxu Mountain, the expeditionary force had already surrounded the mountain and launched several rounds of attacks. All the people who entered the range of the spirit gathering formation disappeared.

The spirit gathering formation didn't seem to be damaged at all.

Therefore, the expeditionary team only dared to stay outside and did not dare to enter the range of the spirit gathering formation.

He sneaked into the expeditionary team to inquire about the current situation.

The black dragon hid in the clouds high in the sky, giving a glimpse of the entire Yuxu Mountain.

At the highest point, he saw the figures of Xie Zhiqiu and Wan Muchun.

For a moment, he thought he had been discovered.

Wan Muchun looked up at the sky, squinting his eyes slightly, and after a long time, he lowered his head.

His spiritual awareness spread out, scanning the people outside the mountains.

A voice suddenly appeared beside my ear: "The stage has been set up for you, and now it depends on your performance."

"Get out." Wan Muchun shouted.

"Oh, don't be so excited. It would be bad if you accidentally hurt the little person next to you."

Wan Muchun warned: "If you dare to touch her, don't blame me for being rude."

"Looking forward to your show."

The voice from Wan Muchun's side disappeared, and a voice came into the ears of the black dragon.

"Ah Hei, you are here."

With just one sentence, the sky was filled with wind and clouds, and dark clouds were pressing down on the sky.

Yan Ming looked up into the sky with a gloomy expression.