I heard that I became the villain Bai Yueguang after I died

The gathering of heroes ended successfully, and discussions about this competition remain heated.

"Seven people are first, my God, this has never happened before!"

"Xiao Zhuochen is actually tied for first place with them? It seems that the chief disciple of the Immortal Sect is no more than this."

"Six out of the seven are Xiaoyao Sect disciples? I suspect there is an inside story! Xiaoyao Sect is definitely behind this!"

"Did anyone notice Xie Chenzhou in black? In my opinion, his looks are not inferior to Xiao Zhuochen!"

"Yes, yes, I think so too! He is not on the list of heroes? That's outrageous!"

"..."

So, overnight, Xie Chenzhou's ranking on the list soared.

There is even a hint that he is surpassing Xiao Zhuochen.

The next day, when Sang Nian set out for the celebration party, a young man in black blocked the door.

Sang Nian: “?”

Sang Nian: "What?"

Xie Chenzhou put his hands behind his back and said calmly:

“I’m on the list too.”

Sang Nian was puzzled: "What list?"

Xie Chenzhou casually said the full name of the list:

"The list of outstanding talents within 100 years old in the fifth generation of the Immortal Cultivation World."

He emphasized his tone a little:

"Tied for first place with Xiao Zhuochen."

Sang Nian smiled and said slowly and deliberately:

"But I remember someone said before that these are just empty names."

Xie Chenzhou: “.”

Xie Chenzhou fell strangely silent.

Sang Nian said seriously:

"So, sometimes people shouldn't speak too early, don't you think so, Brother Xie?"

Xie Chenzhou gritted his teeth: "Junior Sister Sang is right."

Sang Nian burst out laughing.

"What are you talking about? Why are you so happy so early in the morning?"

Shen Mingchao walked forward chewing a corn cob and handed one to Sang Nian:

"Aren't we going to the celebration party? Why aren't you leaving yet?"

Sang Nian looked at the corn cob that he had gnawed into a mess, and the corners of his mouth twitched:

"Your Highness Shen, do you still remember that you were a prince before?"

Shen Mingchao wiped his mouth casually, made a "tsk" sound, and said confidently:

"Well, I am not a prince now and I will not be in the future, so why should I be so particular?"

Sang Nian was speechless and took a big bite of the corn cob. After Chu Yao and the others came out, they went to the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance together.

Awards should be presented before the celebration party begins.

The location is still in the previous square.

Disciples from other sects had arrived early, and when they saw Xiaoyao and his group, they all saluted at the same time.

Fortunately, the speech was not long and they were quickly invited to the stage.

Xiao Zhuochen also stepped out at the same time, nodded to a few people, and walked in front of Sang Nian.

Behind Sang Nian, Su Xueyin looked around nervously, and behind her were Chu Yao, Wen Buyu and Xie Chenzhou.

Shen Mingchao walked at the end, waved confidently to the audience, and smiled evilly:

"My friends down there, how are you?!"

There was silence below.

Shen Mingchao put his hand to his ear, as if he heard something, and nodded continuously:

"Come on, say it with me: good, very good, very good!"

The following disciples from various sects:

"..."

Just say that Xiaoyao Sect has some inside information, such a fool can get first place.

Xie Chenzhou beside him took a deep breath:

"shut your mouth."

Shen Mingchao lowered his head dejectedly:

"Why are you always so mean to me?"

Xie Chenzhou smiled with a fake smile:

"Because you're worth it."

On the stage, everyone stood in a row.

As this event is rather special, in addition to the original prizes, the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has also prepared many additional magical instruments, all of which are of heavenly quality.

Shen Mingchao was shocked:

"The Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance has invested a huge amount of money."

Chu Yao answered:

"Why else would everyone want to participate in the gathering of heroes and win a place? Isn't it because it's profitable?"

Sang Nian took a few glances at it, wasn't very interested, and put it into his storage bag.

After the magic weapons were distributed, the next thing to come was the most important prize.

——Originally it was planned that only the champion of the gathering of heroes could obtain it, Wei Yueyan.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd, the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance sat in a wheelchair and was slowly pushed in front of them.

Sang Nian couldn't help but squinting at him.

The man was about fifty years old, with ordinary looks, a few strands of white hair on his temples, and a pair of extremely bright eyes. He was amiable when he smiled, and intimidating without even smiling.

His body below the legs was empty, and his clothes were limp and stuck to each other, which looked very strange at first glance.

Logically speaking, for a cultivator at his level, it is not difficult to regenerate severed limbs.

But the injuries were too severe back then. If he wanted to save his life, he had to give up these legs completely and become a disabled person from then on.

Just as he was thinking this, the leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance seemed to have sensed something and turned around to look over.

Sang Nian withdrew his gaze in time and lowered his eyelids.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance smiled even more deeply.

"Wei Yueyan only has one," he glanced at everyone, "but there are seven of you. In your opinion, who should I give it to?"

Everyone looked at each other and no one spoke.

The clan leaders nearby also had a headache.

If we were to rank based on seniority, it would be undisputed that the award should be given to Xiao Zhuochen.

But anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Xiao Zhuochen's performance this time was not good.

Giving it to him is not enough to convince the people.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance also knew this truth, so he didn't say anything, just smiled at everyone and left the problem for them to solve on their own.

Shen Mingchao secretly sent a message to everyone:

"It's fine if he's old, but he's also cunning and sly. Aren't they just waiting to see us quarrel among ourselves?"

Wen Bu Yu said: "Junior brother, be careful with your words."

Chu Yao: "I agree with Shen Hetun's statement."

Wen Bu Yu: "You should also be careful with your words."

Su Xueyin: "So who should I give it to?"

Xiao Zhuochen: "I am the least worthy person to take it, you decide."

Shen Mingchao: "Why not give it to Xiao Sang? She contributed the most."

Chu Yao: “I second the motion.”

Wen Bu Yu: "Yes."

Su Xueyin: "That's right."

Xiao Zhuochen: "She takes it very well."

Shen Mingchao: "Then it's settled. Xiao Sang, step out!"

Before Sang Nian could say anything, she was gently pushed forward by the crowd and forced out of the line manually.

When she looked back, she saw that everyone was smiling and urging her with their eyes.

She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and walked forward confidently.

The others were all surprised.

Her cultivation level is the lowest among these people. Logically, she is the least qualified. Why was she chosen?

But when he looked at the remaining six people again, not only did they not show any resentment, but their faces were full of joy.

Even Xiao Zhuochen smiled, which was a rare sight.

This……

Weird.

The leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance said:

"Has it been discussed?"

Sang Nian said calmly:

"It's been discussed."

Leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance:

"This young friend, does he seem to be somewhat dissatisfied with me?"

Sang Nian shook his head:

"To reply to the leader, I dare not."

The leader of the Ten Thousand Immortals Alliance smiled and said nothing more. He turned his wrist and a milky white halo appeared on his palm.

Soon, the light faded, revealing a crystal pendant, made of glass-like transparency, with stars twinkling in it, as if the Milky Way had fallen into it.

Is this Wei Yueyan?

Sang Nian looked at it curiously.

The leader seemed to know what she was thinking and said:

"This thing is Wei Yueyan, one of the twenty-eight constellations."

Sang Nian: "Real stars?"

The clan leaders nearby couldn't help laughing:

"It really is hanging in the sky. This is just a magical weapon refined from a grain of stardust."

Sang Nian: "Then what can it be used for?"

The leader said:

"It is said that it was created by the same god as Kunshan jade. If you wear it on your body, you will be protected from evil spirits, as if you are under the protection of the gods."

Sang Nian seemed to be thinking about something.

The leader handed Wei Yueyan to her:

"Now, it's yours."

Sang Nian held it carefully in his palm and did not put it away immediately. Instead, he turned around and took it back to show Shen Mingchao and the others.

Several heads gathered together, looking at the small pendant over and over again.

Shen Mingchao: "Isn't this a good-looking high-level amulet?"

Su Xueyin: "It should be."

Chu Yao was greatly disappointed:

"I thought it would be something that could kill someone in one move, but this is it."

Wen Bu Yu: "Junior sister..."

Chu Yao: "I know, I know. I'll be more careful with my words, Senior Brother, you're so long-winded."

Xiao Zhuochen: "Miss Sang, do you want to wear it?"

Sang Nian shook his head, and when they had finished looking, he put Wei Yueyan away.

At this point, the award ceremony ended and the celebration party officially began.

The Wanxian League was so generous that they booked the entire Chuimeng Tower for a banquet, and everyone went there together.

The Xiaoyao Squad was walking in the crowd. Just as they walked a distance, they suddenly heard someone shouting behind them:

"Fellow Daoist Sang, please stay!"

They stopped instantly and turned around at the same time.

A young man struggled to push his way through the crowd and stood in front of Sang Nian, panting.

Shen Mingchao was the first to recognize the person, with a puzzled look on his face:

"Yan Boshan? What do you want to do with Sang Nian?"

Yan Boshan blushed and stammered:

"me……"