"Sect Master Qin, the city lord sent a young man here this time. In addition to giving gifts, there are more important things to inform Sect Master Qin." The steward said.
"What's the matter?" Qin Ye nodded slightly, noncommittal.
"Qingfeng City will hold a sect ranking competition in seven days. The city lord specially asked someone to inform Sect Master Qin to participate." The steward said.
In the sect ranking competition, Qin Ye naturally knew that in the last sect ranking competition, Qingfeng Sect was at the bottom, and was later kicked out by the six major sects.
Calculating that it will be held in two years, how can it be brought forward?
"Did the city lord tell me the reason for holding it in advance?" Qin Ye asked.
"The city lord didn't say anything, but this is the order passed down by Marquis Yangling, and the city lord can only obey it." The steward replied.
Qin Ye nodded slightly. He had heard of Yanglinghou. He was a famous general in the Qin Dynasty. He was awarded the title of Yanglinghou for his military exploits. Qingfeng City was under the jurisdiction of Yanglinghou.
As for the reason for Yanglinghou to pass down the order, it is not important to Qin Ye, as long as he does not offend him, if he dares to offend him, he will teach him how to behave, even if the marquis holds real power. no.
The Sect Ranking Competition is for young disciples under the age of 30 to participate. The City Lord's Palace and participating sects will set generous rewards. This may be a good experience for other sects, but it is not for Qingfeng Sect.
Qin Ye didn't like that reward at all.
Therefore, Qin Ye refused directly: "I know, please help the housekeeper make this trip. I, the Qingfeng Sect, will not participate..."
When Qin Ye said this, the system prompt sounded suddenly.
"Ding, a new mission is activated. Please lead the disciples in the sect to participate in the sect ranking competition and win first place. The mission rewards ten blind boxes."
Qin Ye's body suddenly trembled. The ten blind boxes will definitely draw out good things. Isn't it the sect ranking competition? How difficult is it to get first place?
This sect ranked first in the competition, and he wanted it.
It's useless for anyone to come.
"Sect Master Qin, you haven't finished what you just said, please continue."
The steward said respectfully.
"What I'm talking about is that Qingfeng Sect will definitely go to the sect ranking competition and win the first place." Qin Ye came back to his senses and changed his words.
Butler: "(⊙﹏⊙)"
That's not what you said just now.
"I just wish Qingfeng Sect success and all your wishes come true." The butler congratulated, but he felt a little disapproving in his heart.
Although Qin Ye is an innately powerful person, the outside world has long known about the situation of Qingfeng Sect. There are only a few people in the entire Qingfeng Sect, and there is only one disciple, who was just recruited, the famous good-for-nothing Wanchen.
Even if the Qingfeng Sect had the means to enable Wan Chen to practice, it would only take a few days. Wan Chen could at most break through to the second level of physical training. With such strength, he would probably be eliminated in the first round.
"I'd like to thank you for your good words. I'll reward you with this elixir." Qin Ye flicked his fingers, and a fragrant elixir fell into the steward's hands.
The housekeeper took a closer look and recognized it as a top-quality body-training pill. He looked shocked. Such a top-quality body-training pill could be given away. In comparison, these gifts from the city lord's palace seemed a bit stingy. Son.
Then the butler looked surprised. This top-quality body training elixir was worth a lot of money and would be of great help to his practice.
"Thank you, Master Qin, for the reward." The steward thanked him excitedly.
"A pill is nothing." Qin Ye said in a very pretentious manner, the aura of a boss emanating from the inside out.
The housekeeper was speechless. If you take a physical training pill and put it up for auction, the money from the auction will be enough to repair the sect.
However, this was Qingfeng Sect's matter, and it was not easy for him to interfere.
"Sect Master Qin, what the City Master ordered me to pass on to you has been completed and I will leave now," the steward said.
"Yes." Qin Ye nodded.
The butler asked people to carry the gifts into the Qingfeng Sect. At this time, he saw a middle-aged man sweeping the floor. The butler took a second look, put down the gifts, and left with his guards.
On the way down the mountain, the guard captain felt strange when he saw the butler frowning and said nothing, and asked: "Butler, what's wrong?"
"Did you see the man sweeping the floor just now?" the housekeeper asked.
"I saw it." The guard captain smiled and said: "Isn't it just a sweeper? I guess it was Sect Master Qin who recruited him from a nearby village. Is there anything strange about this?"
The housekeeper shook his head: "No! That person's aura is restrained, I can't even feel his depth. I'm afraid he is another innate strong man."
"Is he the one who took action to destroy the Tiger Fist Sect?" the guard captain asked.
"No! It wasn't him. It was another person who destroyed the Tiger Fist." The steward said.
"Hiss!" The guard captain took a breath and said, "So, Qingfeng Zongming already has three innate experts on his side."
"The water in Qingfeng Sect is very deep." The housekeeper looked back at the Qingfeng Sect's mountain gate. Although the mountain gate was still so dilapidated, no one dared to look down upon it.
The innate strong man was actually sweeping the floor, hiss, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.
After the housekeeper and his party left, Qin Ye looked back at the dilapidated mountain gate and whispered: "This mountain gate is too dilapidated. It should be repaired."
The Qingfeng Sect is rising. This mountain gate represents the face of the sect. It does not need to be as magnificent as the palace, but it must at least be grand and show the majesty of the Qingfeng Sect.
Qin Ye planned to find someone to repair it after the sect ranking competition was over. He is not short of money now, so he casually took out some spiritual stones in his hand, and many families in Qingfeng City were willing to pay high prices to buy them.
Spirit stones are essential for cultivation, and absorbing the spiritual power in them helps with cultivation.
These small families in Qingfeng City don't earn much spirit stones, and they have to pay some to the sects behind them, leaving only some for themselves.
A family can easily have dozens or hundreds of people, which consumes a lot of spirit stones. This means that they can only be used by a few core figures, which indirectly limits the development of the family.
There is no way around it. Even in those sects, spirit stones are very limited, and not every disciple can be allocated spirit stones for cultivation.
Qin Ye turned around and walked into the sect, passing by the middle-aged man. Looking at the very cleanly swept ground, he nodded in appreciation and said, "Well, good, do a good job, I'm optimistic about you."
The middle-aged man was silent for a while and said, "Yes, Sect Master."
The middle-aged man was the Blood Killing Helmsman who assassinated Qin Ye before. Qin Ye did not kill him, but it felt like a waste of food to stay, and Qingfeng Sect was short of people now, so he asked him to sweep the floor.
Although the Blood Killing Captain was very tough and refused to reveal any information about the Blood Killing, he also didn't want to die. He had to bow his head under the eaves, so he could only pick up the broom and sweep the floor every day.
His cultivation was sealed now, and he couldn't leave even if he wanted to, and he accepted his fate.
Through observation over the past few days, he found that the cultivation of the man named Gui Hai Yi Dao might be more powerful than he thought, and it was almost impossible to escape from him.
Moreover, he found that this place was actually not bad. Not only was the air fresh, but there was nothing else to do every day except sweeping the floor.