Chao Zhao thought that asking the sect to 'investigate the existence of this sect' was already a good start. The time was very tight and she had to do everything she could to get the invitation.

Just as she was about to take action, she was stunned by the message from the disciple of Jianhua Sect.

Chao Zhao learned about this when she was preparing to go down the mountain to retrieve her master after a while. She was found by a servant of the Wang family who had been looking for her for a while and was taken to the Wang Palace.

"Master Monk, I have finally waited for you to come!"

Mr. Wang's face was beaming as he spoke words of congratulations, forming a sharp contrast to Wang Liu, who looked as pale as death.

The contrast was so strong that Chao Zhao did not ask what happened immediately, but asked Master Wang: "Wang Liuhun is missing?"

Mr. Wang was stunned for a moment, then turned around to look at his son. There was no worry on his face, and he waved his hand nonchalantly: "It's okay, I don't know what's wrong with this kid. He has been talking about cultivating immortals these days. As a father, don't I know how good he is?"

"......"That was indeed a convulsion.

Chao Zhao quickly turned his gaze away with disinterest, "Mayor, what are you congratulating me for?"

"Speaking of this, a few days ago, several disciples who claimed to be from the Jianhua Xianzong came to Qingshan Town, hoping to find the entrance to the Xianyu Sect to pass on a message, but we didn't know where the entrance was, and those disciples couldn't find it either, so they left this piece of jade and left."

As Mr. Wang spoke, he took out the well-preserved spiritual jade. The jade was emerald green in color, with gleaming spiritual light, and there seemed to be characters flowing on it.

"This is......"

Chao Zhao was also a little surprised and puzzled. She thought about it and tried to inject her spiritual power into it. Soon a line of words appeared before her eyes.

[Sincerely invite the elite disciples of Xianyu Sect under the age of 300 to participate in the sect exchange conference in half a month - Jianhua Xianzong]

"hiss--"

Chao Zhao gasped. The surprise came so suddenly that he felt dizzy.

Could it be that the destiny of heaven has finally fallen on me?

Otherwise, why did she get the invitation to the sect exchange conference before she did anything? This pie-in-the-sky thing must be a treatment only the protagonist can enjoy!

Seeing her intense reaction, Master Wang couldn't help but ask worriedly, "Master Monk, what's wrong?"

"No!"

Chao Zhao immediately shook his head excitedly, "That's perfect, thank you, Mayor!!!"

Then he quickly said goodbye to the mayor, rushed out of the palace and went to the restaurant.

Wang Liu watched her hurriedly leave, and finally came back to his senses. He covered his face and wailed: "Ah! I have no chance at all..."

Chao Zhao rushed into the restaurant, hurriedly greeted the waiter, then ran straight to the second floor, picked up his master who was drinking and placed him on his shoulders.

He said to the guy who rushed over to ask questions: "Bye!"

Afterwards, amid everyone's shocked and confused expressions, Chao Zhao calmly carried her master and ran away.

Ji Wushe tried to stop him: "Wait——"

Chao Zhao refused without waiting for him to finish: "I can't wait for Master, it's urgent!"

Ji Wushe: "No, I——"

Chao Zhao: "Master, please wait a moment. I am very skilled at flying the sword now."

Ji Wushe: "What I mean is——"

Zhao Zhao: "It's almost there."

Ji Wushe: “…”

He didn't even finish a complete sentence!

He was silently carried on the shoulders of his young apprentice without any image at all, and he almost gave up on treatment. After a long while, he uttered a sentence in silence: "...I want to vomit."

With a "swish" sound, Chao Zhao threw him onto the stone next to him and stepped back three steps away from him.

Chao Zhao looked nervous: "Master, we will leave after you finish vomiting."

Ji Wushe's mouth twitched.

He didn't really want to vomit, but he felt weird being carried by his little disciple while he was awake.

Ji Wushe straightened his messy clothes and coughed, "Master doesn't want to vomit anymore."

Just when he was about to say that he could fly back on his sword, he was suddenly lifted up by his disciple and stood on the Jingshuang Sword.

Chao Zhao even lowered his head to look at him and said, "Master, let's go back quickly!"

Ji Wushe: “…”

He said nothing and lowered his head in silence.

Forget it.

He sighed silently in his heart.

Chao Zhao carried Ji Wushe to his cave and then put him down. Just as Ji Wushe was about to tidy up his clothes, Chao Zhao held the spiritual jade in front of him like presenting a treasure.

"Master, hehe."

She smiled brightly and innocently.

Ji Wushe glanced at the spiritual jade. Although he already knew what it was used for, he still cooperated with his disciple and asked, "What is this?"

"An invitation token to the sect exchange conference!"

Chao Zhao said loudly, "Master, we are invited to participate! Xianyu Sect is no longer a small sect that is not even a third-rate sect!"

She clenched her fingers into fists and encouraged herself: "Although our sect doesn't have rules and regulations like other sects, we focus on quality rather than numbers! Our main goal is to return to simplicity and nature!"

"......Um."

Ji Wushe, who was actually lazy and inactive, cleared his throat and responded to Chao Zhao's flattery somewhat unnaturally.

Chao Zhao's eyes sparkled: "So, Master, can we participate in this sect exchange conference?"

Ji Wushe met her eyes, and a smile appeared on his usually cold and indifferent eyes: "You have worked so hard, but it's just a small exchange meeting. It won't hurt for Master and the senior brothers to accompany you to play."

“…Great!”

Chao Zhao tried hard to blink his innocent big eyes, forcing himself to ignore the "villain remarks" that his master might have intentionally revealed.

That was a sect exchange conference that brought together almost all the elite talents in the entire cultivation world, but in the master's place, it was only worthy of being called "small" and "for fun".

——Arrogance comes too naturally, is this the self-cultivation of a villain?

Chao Zhao took out a small notebook and wrote it down in his mind.

......

That night, Ji Wushe urgently called back his three disciples.

He told her what happened in the morning, of course, omitting the fact that Chao Zhao carried him back.

The three disciples were silent for a long time after hearing this.

Wen Qingyan: "Master, will it affect my ironmaking?"

Lou Fuyue: "I don't care, but Master, you know I don't meet the age requirement."

Rong Jizhi, the only one who met the age requirement: "......"

When he met the gaze of his master and senior brother, he was silent for a moment and prepared to fight for himself.

"I--"

"Jizhi, it's you."

Ji Wushe made the decision quickly.

Lou Fuyue patted Rong Jizhi's shoulder with a smile and said, "Come on, Third Junior Brother."

Wen Qingyan: "...So, does it affect my ironmaking?"

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