Super Sect Development System

In the spiritual world, on the Holy Meteor Continent.

A group of young monks were walking in the direction of Qingshan Sect.

One of the fat guys muttered in distress:

"Senior sister, at our speed, can we still catch up with the Qingshan Sect's grand gathering?"

Right in front of the team, a girl in the early stage of Nascent Soul wearing an orange dress, with a graceful figure, very smart and cute, was taking steps, and replied in a clear voice: "Don't worry, I will definitely make it!"

The little fat man gasped and asked the girl in front: "Senior sister, what is this Qingshan Sect's grand event about?"

The girl did not look back, but explained loudly: "It's the Qingshan Sect's disciple competition held every hundred years! I heard that the reward for the first place is very generous!"

After hearing this, the little fat man lowered his head and thought for a while, then raised his head and continued to ask: "Don't the Qingshan Sect's disciple competition require Qingshan Sect's disciples to participate?"

The girl turned back: "Of course not! Do you know, there is an elder named Xu in the Qingshan Sect, and he once said something!"

"Although Qingshan Sect disciples are incredibly talented, they must not rest on their laurels!"

"You must always discuss and communicate with outside monks, lest you fall behind one day and not know it yet!"

"So let's compete with the people of Qingshan Sect first!"

After hearing this, the little fat man pondered for a moment, but he was still a little confused: "But even so, isn't it true that only the disciples of the Qingshan Sect can win the grand prize?"

When the girl heard this, she grinned: "Idiot! Why don't we join the Qingshan Sect!"

After saying that, a group of people started on their way again.

After a while, the girl regained her energy and pointed forward with a smile:

"Look, Qingshan City!"

…

Qingshan City was very lively at this time.

A group of young disciples in blue clothes were busy walking through every corner of the city.

The faces of this group of disciples were all filled with joy, and they were busy preparing for the upcoming sect disciples' centenary competition.

But in the middle of the crowd, there was an extremely uncoordinated figure. That figure was walking in a hurry towards Daqingshan.

Different from the happy expressions on the faces of other disciples, he looked worried.

A young disciple saw this person and greeted him with a smile:

"Senior Brother Du Lei, are you sure you will get a good place in this sect competition?"

But the figure just waved his hand without answering, and walked faster towards Daqing Mountain.

Finally, Du Lei arrived in front of the sect on Daqing Mountain.

He saw an old man leaning against the mountain gate, dozing off slightly with a broom in his arms.

"Well, it's good to be a mortal. At least Uncle Liu doesn't have to face the pressure of so many powerful monks every day."

After walking two steps, I saw another dirty donkey, gnawing at the fodder in the trough.

Several towering trees nearby exude a mysterious atmosphere.

"Even Uncle Donkey is much more relaxed than me..."

Du Lei sighed deeply and then walked towards the meeting hall.

The old donkey rolled his eyes in disgust and continued to nibble on the fodder in front of him.

At the same time, Qingshan Sect was in the meeting hall.

More than a dozen people sat around a big table, and the atmosphere was so oppressive that it was suffocating.

Xu Taihe was rubbing his temples in distress, while Feng Yong and several other chief elders next to him also had sad faces.

"Elder Feng, do you have an answer to what I told you?"

"Yes, there are, but those sects still don't dare to help!"

After speaking, Xu Taihe and Feng Yong looked at each other and sighed deeply.

"well!"

"well!"

At this moment, there was some movement outside the door.

I saw a young disciple rashly breaking into the meeting hall and stopping in front of the elders.

This disciple is Du Lei!

When the elders saw Du Lei, their eyes lit up and they looked at him expectantly.

"Elders, this disciple has handed over those resources to the Luanxing branch of Tianji Pavilion."

Xu Taihe twitched a little when he heard this, his eyes were fixed on Du Lei, and a few drops of cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

Du Lei was under great pressure at the moment, so he had no choice but to bite the bullet and shout out:

"They accepted the resources! But they sent the disciples back! They said they would investigate the remnants of the Burning Immortal Society who fled into the Holy Meteor Continent no matter what!"

After Du Lei finished speaking, he ran out of the meeting hall as if running away.

The elders were stunned for a moment, then stood up with a bang and slammed the table, the anger on their faces was very strong.

"These bastards! They are clearly bullying us!"

"These bastards are trying to make trouble for my Qingshan Sect!"

"As long as our Qingshan Sect makes any moves, they will immediately find reasons to cause trouble. This is clearly to deceive our Qingshan Sect into having no one!"

"I am so angry! Whoever dares to enter the Holy Meteor Continent, I will fight him to the death!"

…

Xu Taihe looked gloomy and sat on the chair without saying a word.

After a long time, he finally regained his composure and calmed down all the elders.

"Elders, the sect leader has not returned for a long time. It has been more than two hundred years."

"If we completely turn against the Tianji Pavilion's Luanxing branch because of these things, with the current combat strength of the sect..."

"I'm afraid they are not their combined enemy at all..."

When the elders heard this, their faces turned a little pale.

For a moment, the huge meeting hall became extremely silent...

Seeing everyone's silence, Xu Taihe continued:

"If it's because of my impulsiveness, the Qingshan Sect's century-old efforts will be ruined..."

"How should I explain to the sect leader..."

Everyone was silent again.

After a long time, an elder finally came out to speak:

"But if I keep being so cowardly despite being so tolerant, wouldn't it still ruin the reputation of Qingshan Sect..."

When all the elders heard this, they all sighed deeply.

"well…"

"well…"

…

Xu Taihe rubbed his temples in distress, the pain in his head making him even more upset.

"Elder Feng, please continue to prepare for the century-old disciple competition."

After Xu Taihe finished speaking, he rubbed his head with both hands. His usually neat hair now became extremely messy.

"We will hold this hundred-year disciple competition as originally planned."

A hint of evil flashed in Xu Taihe's bloodshot eyes, and he ordered the other elders:

"Before that, summon all the strong men in the sect to return to Qingshan City."

"Prepare for war!"

Afterwards, Xu Taihe was silent for a long time before finally raising his head and glaring at the ceiling.

"After that, the Qingshan Sect will be closed for a hundred years!"

After saying that, Xu Taihe sent the elders away, but he sat on the chair and remained motionless.

If there were still people in the meeting hall at this time, they would definitely find a few crystal tears hanging from the corners of Xu Taihe's eyes.

"Sect Master, when will you come back..."

After saying that, Xu Taihe was exhausted and collapsed on the table.

His whole body was twitching, and there was a faint trace of black energy filling the air.

…

In front of the mountain gate, Uncle Liu opened his eyes and looked in the direction of the meeting hall.

There was a faint sound of sobbing coming from over there, very vague.

Uncle Liu sighed lightly, stood up shakily, and walked slowly towards the meeting hall.