The vicious female supporting role is reborn to create everyone equally

Heyun Peak is the place where the leaders of various sects gather to discuss matters before the sect competition.

The annual sect competition is always the most lively and important day of the year in the cultivation world, and this year is no exception.

But the atmosphere is a little different from previous years, especially in a certain corner.

When Guan Chu used the tenth paper crane, the leaders and elders of various sects who had already noticed the situation here could not help themselves.

The leader of the Xumi Sect, the largest weapon-refining sect, said, "Brother Guan, I've seen your paper crane come several times, but what's the important matter?"

Guan Chu smiled slightly: "My eldest disciple Luo Shu broke through the golden elixir today."

The leader of Xumi Sect bowed and congratulated him, "Congratulations, this is great news. The sect competition will be held soon. As far as I know, Brother He's disciple is the only one who has reached the Golden Core stage in this class. Brother Guan's beloved disciple is the second one, and he will definitely have a place in this competition."

A Taoist priest with a long beard pinched his beard and said in a pretentious tone, "I've also heard of your eldest disciple. When she was young, she cultivated very quickly. I heard that she had good talent too. She almost caught up with my disciple. However, she often entered the secret realm later and neglected to cultivate. She became a little impatient. In this competition, I will let my disciple exchange experiences with her. I believe she can make some progress."

The smile on Guan Chu's face paused, and he quickly shook the paper crane he had just received, as if inadvertently removing the restriction.

The golden words instantly floated in the air:

Luo Shu and the demon cultivator broke through during the battle and shot an arrow at the demon king's forehead, killing him on the spot. His body has been properly preserved.

The old Taoist with a long beard stood up suddenly, almost pulling out a few strands of his beard: "Demon King? How is this possible?!"

The other sect leaders and elders were equally surprised, and all looked over here as they had not noticed this side before.

Guan Chu sighed and shook his head gently: "I didn't believe the news that Junior Brother Zhou sent me before. You also know his temper. He is still very naughty at his age. But not long after he sent that news back, Elder Chen of our Daoyi Sect sent me this news. Now... Sigh, I don't know whether I should believe it or not."

"Elder Chen?"

"Is that the Taoist Master Chen Hongshen who was severely injured after the battle with the Demon Emperor and fell from the Spiritualization Stage to the Golden Core Stage?"

Guan Chu nodded: "It's him."

He sighed again: "This matter... Tell me, how dangerous it is. She is so young and yet she goes to challenge the Demon King alone. Even if we old men were to face her, we would have to think twice before we face her. But she went there regardless of everything for the sake of the people living down the mountain. Now that she has broken through, it's a good thing, but if she hadn't, wouldn't she have lost her life?"

"Alas... young people are still too impulsive. But I'm not sure. Although Elder Chen has also sent news, it is still too unrealistic for a Jindan stage master to kill the Demon King. It's hard for me to believe it without seeing it with my own eyes."

Guan Chu shook his head and sighed and said a lot.

No one spoke in the Sanqing Hall at the top of Heyun Peak.

Among them, the expression of the old Taoist priest with a long beard is the most distorted.

Could it be possible that what Elder Chen said was false?

It is too unrealistic for a Jindan stage cultivator to kill the Demon King. You have to see it with your own eyes to believe it.

Oh, what are you showing off here? It's like everyone has shown off before.

The old man with a long beard said: "Actually, my disciple some time ago..."

Guan Chu slapped his thigh and said, "Ah, Zhou Yun is such a spendthrift! He actually spent ten high-grade spirit stones to transmit the image of the demon cultivator's corpse. That's ten high-grade spirit stones! It's just a demon king's corpse, who hasn't seen it? Who here hasn't seen it? He is so short-sighted!"

The old Taoist with a long beard gnashed his teeth and said, "...Since the video has been transmitted, why don't we open our eyes? I'm not afraid that you will be unable to digest it. I, the old Taoist, have never seen it before."

Guan Chu was surprised, then suddenly realized. He sighed and said, "I had forgotten that this is not the time when talents emerged thousands of years ago. It was easy for the seniors at that time to kill a demon king. Few of our generation have seen a demon king. How come my apprentice has encountered one? What luck!"

As the sect leaders showed signs of being pushed to the limit of their patience, Guan Chu decided to quit while he was ahead and lifted the restrictions on the paper crane with its exceptionally bright colors.

The image appeared in the center of the crowd in an instant, like a projection.

Among the ruins, the devil had an arrow stuck in his forehead and chest, and he stared at the sky with his eyes open.

"This——is actually the Demon King!"

"Isn't this Demon King the one who was born in the Demon Tribe a while ago? I heard that he has abundant magic power and has the potential to challenge the Demon Emperor!"

"Such a talent! Not to mention the sect competition, I'm afraid she will be the leader of the new generation!"

"Two arrows killed him. Although the key was the arrow between his eyebrows, the fact that both arrows were accurately shot at the fatal spot of the demon king shows her talent in archery. Lao Guan, your disciple should not have learned magic from you. She should have come to my Qingyu Gang to learn the way of archery. With her talent, if she had learned the way of archery with the bow, she might have reached the Nascent Soul stage by now."

"Old Guan, your disciple is incredible. He can kill the demon king after breaking through the golden elixir. I'm afraid the top position in this sect competition must belong to you, the eldest disciple."

Guan Chu looked indifferent. Regardless of whether there were doubts, jealousies, or praises, he waved his hands and said, "She still needs experience."

……

As soon as Min Shu, Elder Zhou and his party returned to the sect, they found that the atmosphere within the sect was not right.

While flying the sword, Elder Zhou did not forget to communicate with his old friend Chuan Feihe. He used so many high-quality spirit stones along the way that he couldn't even count them. But he was obviously enjoying it, and his mouth was almost grinning from ear to ear.

However, when he flew over Daoyi Sect, he was very sensitive and noticed that something was wrong.

"Why is there no one at the door? Where did everyone go?"

"The mountain protection formation is still open. It can't be an attack from outside."

Min Shu did not put down his flying sword, but released the messenger to investigate the sect.

Not long after, she saw something with a slightly strange look on her face.

Elder Zhou: "How?"

Min Shu jumped off the flying sword: "They are all in the Punishment Hall."

Elder Zhou also breathed a sigh of relief. He then remembered that before he left, he had asked Elder Chen to be in charge, and he had just communicated with him in the town, so nothing would go wrong.

"It should be Elder Chen who wants to see them about something. Let's go over and take a look."

Before Min Shu got close to the Punishment Hall, he heard screams one after another.

Min Shu paused, but Elder Zhou quickened his pace, "What's going on? Why are so many disciples being punished?"

There was a row of benches in the punishment hall, and there was someone sitting on each bench.

There were eight people in total, including Chu Zhou, and each of them had a whip.

The whip hit them mercilessly. Except for Chu Zhou who gritted his teeth and said nothing, the others were crying and screaming.