Becoming Sovereign in Everlasting World

"Alright, stop fighting for those useless things. You'll know whether or not you really have the strength when the time comes for the Large Competition." The sage-like old man stroked his beard as he spoke.

"This time, we'll also encounter monstrous geniuses in the five great cities. I want to see if they have the strength to fight for the championship." Qiu Wenhe had a complacent look on his face, completely ignoring the image of an elder.

"I'll organize the disciples to arrange lodging first. I'll do it like this for tomorrow's Large Competition today." With that, he flicked his sleeve and left on his sword.

"Looks like there's going to be something worth watching this time." The one who spoke was an old woman, the only female elder of the eight.

"Haha, what Elder Hua Tu said is right. This time's little fellows, regardless of age or aptitude, are indeed the best in the past hundred years." The old man who had spoken looked at the nearly thousand people in the plaza and smiled …

"Haha, that's right!" In the previous year's Grand Competition, the Gate of Heavenly Mystery had won. To boast in front of an envoy, it seems that I can really wash away my shame this time. " A white robed old man said casually.

"Haha, that's right!" Everyone laughed and nodded in agreement.

At this moment, a young man dressed in a blue robe came into the square and greeted them respectfully, "Fellow elders, the sect master has invited the various elders to the great hall for a meeting."

"Mm, got it. We'll go now." The person who spoke was clearly one of the more authoritative Elders.

Zuo Jian then turned back to Wang Chen, "Make the arrangements for the new disciples and explain to them about tomorrow's competition."

"Yes." Just now, Wang Chen had been following behind Zuo Jian carefully. While Zuo Jian was fighting with Qiu Wenhe, he hadn't made a sound. He was afraid that Zuo Jian might drag him into this, so he quickly moved to the side.

"Let's go too, in case anything important happens."

At the summit of the mountain where the Imperial Sword Sect was located, there was a great path paved with limestone that led all the way to the peak of the mountain shrouded in clouds and mist. The peak was not as steep and craggy as he had expected. Instead, it was very flat, as if someone had slashed it with a sword. In the center stood a simple and unadorned great hall. Amidst the clouds, it seemed as if it was floating in the clouds.

The walls of the palace were covered with green moss, stretching all the way to the top of the palace. The palace was supported by floating pillars carved with all kinds of rare and precious beasts. It could be seen that he had spent a lot of time and effort to build this palace on the summit. Moreover, just from the materials, he could tell that because the Flowing Cloud Pillar was the toughest Flowing Cloud Tree in the Profound Sky Continent, it could not be cut down by a Xiantian expert. Furthermore, it would take a lot of time to complete it.

From this, it could be seen how massive the work was. A middle-aged man stood in the hall with his hands behind his back, giving off an invisible aura of someone at a higher position. He gazed into the distance between his brows, his expression somewhat grave. It could be seen that he was definitely entangled in some difficult problem and was unable to resolve it.

A few figures rushed in from outside the hall, and the old man at the front asked, "Sect Leader, may I know what matter you have summoned us here for?"

Seeing these people enter, the middle-aged man's serious expression eased up a little, and a rare smile appeared on his taut face: "Elder Qiu, please wait a moment, we'll talk about this when Elder Mo arrives."

With that, another figure walked into the hall. It was the First Elder who had appeared in the square just now. Judging from the presence he exuded, only the middle-aged man in the hall could match him.

"Haha, looks like Elder Mo's strength has improved again. I'm afraid that he is not far from that point!" When the middle-aged man saw the newcomer, his tightly knitted eyebrows relaxed and a hearty laughter resounded in the hall.

Elder Mo smiled. It was obvious that he enjoyed the words of the middle-aged man. However, he continued to speak: "I have gained some insights recently, but it is still lacking. When the Sect Leader was concerned about the matters within the sect, he did not slack. If not for the things within the sect, I'm afraid that he would have already surpassed me. "

"Elder, you're too kind." The middle-aged man was very modest, but he soon straightened his face and said with a serious expression: "The reason why all the elders have been summoned this time is not just because of this year's new disciples, but also because of the messenger through the Spirit Mirror. He said that this time, a new batch of disciples from the Everlasting School have come here to train, and wanted us to discipline them for a while.

"This... How is that possible? " One of the elders revealed an expression of disbelief. It seemed that this matter was only temporary.

"How could they bear to send their disciples here to gain experience? Weren't they sent here because they had committed a crime?" The old man with the fluffy hair spoke in a hoarse voice. His face could not be seen clearly, but his tone was filled with a vicissitudes of life. After that, he sank into deep thought.

"Void Elder, I also felt that it was strange. So, that's why I told this to the elders and let you think about it." The middle-aged man smiled bitterly. He knew that the old man with the fluffy hair did not like people from the Central Ring.

"I estimate that they should only be tempering themselves. The young generation of the Central Region has always been full of pride, and their abundant resources have caused them to look down on everyone, so they need to be suppressed a bit." Qiu Wenhe pondered for a moment before speaking.

"What are you going to use to train?" Their talents are much higher than the disciples in the sect, and their strength is not something that a bunch of brats can compare with. The speaker was arrogant, and his eyes were widened in fear.

"You … Then what purpose does the Everlasting Sect have? The entire continent belongs to it, and there's nothing worth hiding. Besides, there aren't any treasures here." Seeing this, Qiu Wenhe said anxiously.

"That's … That's hard to say. Although the continent is subsidiary, we cannot be reckless." The old man's eyes widened even more, and he had the urge to fight.

"Okay, okay. You've already lived for so many years, yet you're still acting like this. Besides, in front of the head of the sect, what sort of logic is that?" Elder Mo shouted.

"Hehe, it's just a personal opinion. I won't say anything else." The slightly arrogant elder bitterly shrunk his neck back.

Qiu Wenhe flung his sleeves with a tense expression, then stood to the side without saying anything.

At this time, an old woman opened her mouth and said, "Sovereign, did that messenger say when they would arrive?"

The middle-aged man looked at the old woman, smiled and said, "I've already said this, about three months later, but I don't know how long they will stay for. I wonder what Elder Hua is thinking?"

"No, I'm just a little curious." Elder Hua was silent as he spoke.

The eyes of the old man who had spoken before flashed with a glint of light as he lifted up his wrinkled face. He looked extremely haggard. Compared to the other elders, their faces were very red. The disparity was too great.