Tragic death in the previous life: After rebirth, the sickly prince pampers her every night

"Yes, the current Shengzong is no longer as good as Lanzong."

"Tomorrow is the martial arts competition. Let's just watch the Holy Sect lose face."

Suddenly someone ran in and shouted, "If you want to see Shengzong lose face, why wait until tomorrow? There's a good show to watch today."

"The great elder of Lan Sect has gone to Sheng Sect with his apprentice, saying that he wants to challenge the leader of Sheng Sect."

"Oh, there is such a thing?"

"Then let's go and watch the fun."

More and more people are heading towards the Holy Sect.

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Outside of the Holy Sect, the disciples of the Holy Sect all wore disciple uniforms, with swords hanging from their waists, and stood in rows.

Almost all the disciples in the sect came out.

The leader was "Qin Sisi" in red, with flying black hair and delicate makeup on her face, looking extremely heroic.

Standing next to her was her senior brother Yun Linzi, who was tied to the altar and was to be burned that day.

"What does Lan Zong mean by this?"

"Tomorrow is the martial arts competition, and all the worldly beings will be here. You come to our Holy Sect at this time and want to compete with our Sect Master. Don't you take our Holy Sect seriously?"

"Are you bullying us because we have no one in the Holy Sect?"

Yun Linzi was once Qin Tianba's chief disciple, but when Qin Tianba wanted to sacrifice him to Ling Shu, he was extremely disappointed with his master.

Furthermore, he had always been interested in Qin Sisi, so at this moment in his heart, he fully agreed with Qin Sisi as the leader of the Holy Sect.

Those disciples who had been helped by Qin Sisi were convinced in their hearts, but 90% of them still refused to accept it.

After all, in their hearts, although Qin Sisi was recognized by Ling Shu, she was still too weak to be the leader of the Holy Sect.

Standing opposite were about a hundred blue-robed disciples. On the sleeves of their sky-blue disciple uniforms were painted a big sun. This was the Lan Sect's attire.

A white-haired old man in the lead walked forward with a smile, stroking his white beard, his eyes fixed on "Qin Sisi".

"Yun Linzi, your master is dead, and your Saint Sect has no one left, so you let a little girl like this become the leader of the Saint Sect."

Yun Linzi has already placed his hand on the sword at his waist: "You..."

"Qin Sisi" had already reached out to stop Yun Linzi.

"Brother, don't be angry!"

She took a step forward, still with a faint smile on her face.

"We have a total of 32,221 disciples in the Holy Sect."

"And your Lan Sect only has 15,111 disciples. If we talk about the number of people, our Sheng Sect has half more people than your Lan Sect."

"You old man can't even do math!"

The white-haired old man instantly became as red as liver in anger.

"you you......"

"Qin Sisi" sneered: "What do you mean by 'you'? If you don't agree, you can come and compete with me."

Yun Linzi was anxious, and he shook his head at "Qin Sisi".

Although he believed in the junior sister Qin Sisi in his heart, he also knew very well that the junior sister could not beat the old man in front of him.

"Master, this old man is the great elder of Lan Sect. Even if Master is still here, it will take a lot of effort to defeat him."

"metropolitan......"

"Qin Sisi" raised her hand: "Brother, don't worry!"

She knew that as the leader of the sect, not only the people of Lan Sect wanted to bully her, but also the disciples of her own Saint Sect who were above the ninth level and did not obey.

If I don't let them see my strength today, those small sects will come to cause trouble in the future, and Jinghong may be in trouble all the time.

If we can defeat these people this time and convince them, it will save a lot of unnecessary trouble.

As long as they are convinced, when the people from Dong Zhou Shi Kong come tomorrow, she can use her power to protect them and let them enter the secret realm of God, and help them get more treasures.

"Hahaha, did you hear what she just said?"

"She just told me that she wanted to compete with me?"

The old man picked his ears and asked, "Did I hear it wrongly?"

A pointed-faced boy had an unruly smile on his face.

"Master, you heard it right. She said she wanted to compete with you."

The old man's face suddenly turned gloomy.

"Woman, do you know that I am the great elder of Lan Sect? Even your father has a hard time getting any benefits under my command."

"Moreover, your sect accepts many disciples because you use evil magic. What we need in Lan Sect are disciples who can practice swordsmanship."

Qin Sisi nodded. She agreed with what the old man said.

The reason why the number of disciples in the Holy Sect is half more than that in the Lan Sect is that many of them are bewitched by evil spirits.

But now the Holy Sect is hers, so she naturally won't acknowledge it.

She had drawn the sword from her waist.

"Old man, stop talking nonsense and fight quickly if you want to."

The old man snorted coldly.

"Woman, you are so wild, this is the kind of temperament I like."

"To tell you the truth, if the Holy Sect falls into your hands, it will mean its demise. If you beg for mercy from me now, I can consider talking to the Sect Master and let the Holy Sect surrender to our Lan Sect."

"otherwise......"

"Qin Sisi" rolled her eyes impatiently.

"You talk too much nonsense. Do you want to fight or not?"

"you......"

The pointed-faced man has already taken a step forward: "You are not qualified to fight my master."

"I can knock you down!"

A sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You are quite pretty. How about this, I will be gentler later. If you admit defeat, I will take you into my arms and make you mine..."

Before the disciple finished speaking, Yun Linzi beside him could no longer hold back his temper, drew his sword, and slashed at the pointed-faced man.

But Yun Linzi, who no longer had the Lingxian in his body, was defeated by the pointed-faced man in just a few moves. A sharp sword was placed on his neck, and a look of contempt appeared on his face.

"Yun Linzi, you are the chief disciple of your Saint Sect, right?"

"I never thought that after your master died, you would become so vulnerable."

"Could it be that there is a problem with the labor line you rely on?"

"So you have all become very weak now?"

When the pointed-faced man said this, all the disciples of the Holy Sect changed their expressions.

Because the Ling lines in their bodies had indeed disappeared inexplicably.

After the Lingxian disappeared, their cultivation also dropped significantly. This was a secret shared by everyone in the Saint Sect.

Because they knew that if such things were told, their Holy Sect would cease to exist.