The Sect Leader's Bizarre Recruitment Chapter 367: The End, Moon Holding Sect's Top Six, and the Imperial Armament (Part 1) - Novel Cool

Chapter 367: The End, Moon Holding Sect's Top Six, and the Imperial Armament (Part 1)

Chapter 367: The End, Moon Holding Sect's Top Six, and the Imperial Armament (Part 1)

"So that's how it is."

Zhao Wujie's lips twitched uncontrollably.

But strangely, he felt a sense of relief in his heart.

Didn't create it?

That's right, it shouldn't have been created!

Sword One and Sword Two are already so terrifying. I might not even be able to handle Sword One, let alone you having Sword Three. If that's the case, the gap between us would be too great!

As a respected Saint Son of the Central Province's Wuji Pavilion, if the gap between us is so immense, I would seriously question my life choices.

It might even shatter my Dao Heart!!!

Actually...

Although these Heavenly Pride geniuses, especially the Saint Sons and Saintesses of the Holy Lands, claim to possess invincible beliefs, it's more of a general term.

Or, it's a belief in their own power.

A belief that they will eventually become invincible!

Not a belief that they are invincible at every moment, right now.

Otherwise...

How can they grow?

There are about twenty Saint Sons and Saintesses from the twelve major Holy Lands.

If they all believe they are invincible, then after this Prodigy Grand Tournament, at least ten of them would have their Dao Hearts shattered, never to recover!

But in reality, it's not like that.

It's just a belief in their own power, a conviction that they will eventually become invincible.

After all, they are all at the level of peerless Heavenly Pride geniuses. Who would be so foolish?

Who would be so easily shattered?

Shattering their Dao Heart after a single loss...

What's the point of even participating?

However, while accepting defeat is one thing, it doesn't mean they can accept the vast gap between themselves and other Heavenly Pride geniuses, like the difference between heaven and earth, a firefly compared to the bright moon, or an ephemeral mayfly before the vast sky!

Such a huge gap might not shatter their Dao Hearts, but it's almost certain that they will be deeply affected in various aspects.

Fortunately, it wasn't created.

Em...

No problem, now I can rest easy.

Zhao Wujie revealed a smile, "Threeleaf."

"Your strength is formidable."

"And the fact that you've made it this far with just a weed, I admire you even more."

"But, losing without a fight is not my style. Therefore, you and I must have a battle!"

"Okay, sure."

Threeleaf nodded, "I understand."

"Actually, I wasn't finished earlier."

"It's true that Sword Three hasn't been successfully created, but Sword Four has."

"However, it still lacks an opponent to truly test its power. With your strength, Zhao Saint Son, you should be able to test it."

"Why don't you..."

Zhao Wujie: "o((⊙_⊙))o..."

What the hell?

Are you trying to screw me over?

Alright, fine, let's play this way.

Zhao Wujie was stunned.

I thought when you said Sword Three wasn't completed, I was relieved, even about to laugh, but now you're telling me you've already created Sword Four?

Are you crazy?

Who doesn't know that the later techniques in a set are usually more powerful?

What's the point of this?

Zhao Wujie's mental state was shaken.

He didn't feel like talking anymore and just made a move with a sullen face.

The result was as expected...

Defeat.

Dao Yi was also shocked.

What's the point of continuing this?

The team leader sighed, "Dao Yi, don't even think about winning. Just try to last longer. The longer you last, the less embarrassing it will be."

Dao Yi: "!!!"

Your expectations of me are dropping fast.

So, are you giving up on me so soon?

Although...

I've already given up on myself.

Dao Yi was helpless.

There's nothing else he could do.

Threeleaf was simply too heaven-defying.

And Long Ao Jiao was also heaven-defying.

As for himself...

Forget it.

Sigh...

What else could he say?

Just...

Do his best.

Dao Yi stepped onto the stage, his face clearly showing reluctance.

Then, he did his best to hold on.

In the end... he successfully lost.

Hmm...

But no one laughed, and there wasn't even any idle chatter.

Threeleaf's strength had clearly surpassed them all.

At least for now, none of the Saint Sons and Saintesses could do anything. They could only lose.

So, when the remaining three, the Deviless, Jie Zao, and Night Demon, stepped onto the stage, they weren't thinking about how to win.

They were thinking about how to lose gracefully.

How to last longer!

Because of this, the atmosphere of the Prodigy Grand Tournament gradually became eerie...

Five Saint Sons and Saintesses, not seeking victory, but seeking defeat.

Seeking a graceful loss.

It was baffling to those watching.

What the hell? Who is the true Lawless Ancient Emperor here? Are they all just seeking defeat?

Crazy!

Threeleaf continued to dominate.

No one could stop him.

Qin Yu, Ya Ya, and the others were no exception.

Perhaps when they reach their peak, Threeleaf might not be their match, but for now, he's truly 'invincible'.

Xiao Ling Er was also helpless.

But she still decided to give it a try.

However, after stepping onto the stage, she didn't make a move right away. Instead, she said, "If you have a way to break my phasing state, then we don't need to fight."

"I'll admit defeat."

"..."

Threeleaf shook his head lightly, "I admit defeat."

Xiao Ling Er: "Huh?"

"Σ(⊙▽⊙“a?"

"Even if you can't break my phasing, the most we can do is stalemate. For me to even draw with you is already me being unreasonable."

"We're all on the same side, why bother with these formalities?"

Threeleaf smiled and transmitted, "Moreover, even if I admit defeat, who would think I lost?"

"Our master's arrangement is for us to achieve the best rankings possible."

"With my defeat, you can take first place, and second place is as good as mine. Third place should go to Long Ao Jiao."

"Securing the top two spots is already a worthwhile trip.

"Xiao Ling Er was taken aback.

After some thought, she realized the situation. Indeed, her current record was a draw with Long Ao Jiao, earning her 0.5 points. As for the others, she was confident in her ability to defeat them.

In other words, if San Ye conceded, she would only lose 0.5 points, which would secure her the first place!

San Ye would lose one point and take second place.

Long Ao Jiao would lose 1.5 points, placing third.

As for Zhao Wuji, Dao Yi, Deviless, and the other Holy Sons and Saintesses...

They had all already lost two points, so there was no way they could make it into the top three.

Furthermore, if any of the junior brothers or sisters could defeat two of them, there was still a chance to take fourth or fifth place!

Xiao Ling Er's eyes gleamed, "I'm sorry for putting you through this!"

She wasn't someone who couldn't adapt to the situation.

She immediately accepted San Ye's suggestion.

In fact, for her personally, whether she took first place or not wasn't important.

But the task given by her master was to gain fame, and what better way to do that than securing the top two spots, along with Long Ao Jiao, who was from her own sect?

It seemed...

There was no other option, right?

As for San Ye's sacrifice, with her absolute strength, not getting first place was indeed a bit unfair, but Xiao Ling Er could give the first-place reward to her later.

Additionally, as San Ye had said, after today, who would dare look down on her? Who would dare underestimate her? No one would think she lost due to insufficient strength.

She was...

The Crownless King!

"It's all for the sect, and what's there to feel sorry about?"

San Ye voluntarily stepped down from the stage.

At this moment, the stage became Xiao Ling Er's territory.

It was her turn to 'defend the stage'.

Shi Hao smiled and looked at the five Holy Sons and Saintesses, "Please, everyone?"

"We are all from the same sect, and if we go first, it might not be as entertaining."

Deviless: "..."

Zhao Wuji: "_(3」∠)_..."

Dao Yi: "(⊙o⊙)..."

Jie Zao: "[○｀Д○]!!"

Night Demon: "Fck!"

What kind of talk is this?!

Are they openly admitting to match-fixing?!

So...

In the end, the only ones getting hurt are us Holy Sons and Saintesses!

Damn!

What the hell is this?!

We, the esteemed Holy Sons and Saintesses, are revered wherever we go. Who wouldn't look up to us? The flattery we receive is enough to grow calluses on our ears.

But today, at this very moment, are you treating us like soft persimmons?!

Fck!

Unfortunately, we can't refute them right now, and even making threats would be awkward and embarrassing.

This is fcking making us feel uncomfortable and anxious!

Then...

They climbed onto the stage with dark expressions.

At this moment, they also realized.

The disciples of Moon Holding Sect are 'featherweights', and they're the 'Holy Son/Saintess Killers', targeting us, the Holy Sons and Saintesses!

How fresh!

The revered and mighty Holy Sons and Saintesses, who are feared and respected wherever they go, are being treated like soft persimmons.

And we can't even resist?

"Fck!"

Jie Zao cursed, "I'm not playing anymore!"

"I forfeit!"

"Go to hell!"

"Whoever wants to fight, go ahead and fight."

As a monk, one should remain calm and composed, follow the Buddhist precepts, and not speak foul language.

But...

Jie Zao is not an ordinary person.

More irritable than a bandit, he directly lost his composure and indicated that he wouldn't fight anymore.

"I concede. As for the ranking... just give me twelfth place, and I won't say anything more!"

Jie Zao left.

Too infuriating!

Too bullying!

Out of sight, out of mind!

"..."

Night Demon of Heaven Demon Palace looked at Deviless of Heaven-Splitting Sect, "What should we do?"

"What do you mean 'we'? Deviless glared at him, "Don't act so familiar, as if we have a close relationship. We don't have any connection."

"Do as you please."

"What does this have to do with this Saintess?"

"This Saintess doesn't want others to misunderstand."

Night Demon: "..."

Fck!

Crazy!

They're all crazy!

With a dark expression, he stepped onto the stage, "Xiao Ling Er, let's fight!"

As expected...

Night Demon was indeed not weak.

Weak ones couldn't become Holy Sons.

But after this round of rapid growth, Xiao Ling Er's strength was truly not someone he could suppress.

Thus, he could only helplessly be suppressed.

Dao Yi and Zhao Wuji couldn't escape this fate either.

Deviless...

After a brief exchange, she reluctantly conceded, "Moon Holding Sect is truly abnormal."

"One by one..."

"Too much!"

She gritted her teeth.

Below the stage, Qingyi's mood suddenly improved.

When it was the turn of the Moon Holding Sect disciples to take the stage, as expected, they all conceded and forfeited one after another.

Without any suspense, Xiao Ling Er directly secured the top spot!

Unsurprisingly!

"This..."

The spectators below the stage were all stunned, everyone rolling their eyes in disbelief.

"What the hell is this nonsense?!"

"Is this the Prodigy Grand Tournament? This is clearly a joke!"

"Referee, referee, are you there? I protest! Moon Holding Sect is violating the rules! Who plays like this? Is this still the Prodigy Grand Tournament?"

"Exactly, we want to see an exciting battle, not watch them play the sympathy card and concede one after another!"

"Just like that, they send her to the top spot? Too much!"

"I think this is inappropriate!"

"They should cancel Xiao Ling Er's points, or let them have a proper fight!"

"Yes, I agree!"

"There should be an explanation!"

"..."

"You guys oppose my ass!" Lei Zhen angrily said, "Protest my ass!"

"The people from Three Saints City, the various Sacred Lands, and the numerous Holy Sons aren't opposing, is it your turn, you monsters, to oppose?

"What the hell are you all talking about?!"

"You're saying they're cheating? Nonsense! If you have the guts, why don't you get more people from the various Sacred Lands into the finals?"

"The Moon Holding Sect has the strength, and what's wrong with them not wanting their own disciples to fight each other?"

"And Xiao Ling'er's abilities are there for all to see. Why can't she be the first?"

"Is it jealousy or the inability to accept defeat? Moreover, it's not even your people who lost!"

"It's like the eunuch being more anxious than the Emperor. What nonsense!"

"Pfft!"

"..."

Facing the doubts, Elder Xian remained remarkably calm.

"Which rule states that surrendering in the finals is not allowed?"

He spoke calmly, "I know you're dissatisfied, thinking it's not exciting enough, believing Xiao Ling'er's victory is unfair, and suspecting them of match-fixing."

"But strategy is also part of one's strength."

"What's wrong with family members making way for each other?"

"Moreover, Xiao Ling'er's abilities are indeed impressive, as we've all witnessed."

"Why the dissatisfaction?"

Elder Xian spoke with such righteousness that it left no room for argument.

However, deep down, he was raging and cursing.

This was utterly ridiculous!

The Moon Holding Sect was already the biggest winner of this Heaven's Pride Gathering.

Taking first place was acceptable.

But the problem was the current situation of the Moon Holding Sect. Was this just about first place?

This was fucking ridiculous! They had already secured the top three spots, and Long Ao Jiao, though not from the Moon Holding Sect, wasn't far behind.

Even...

The top three wasn't their limit.

It was just the beginning!

With their current performance, it was clear they aimed to take the top five, or even more.

What was the point of this competition then?

Damn it! Our Wuji Palace from the Central Region couldn't even secure a spot in the top five?

Isn't this a huge letdown? His heart was filled with frustration.

But...

On second thought, it wasn't that bad. After all, it wasn't just Wuji Palace.

The three major Sacred Lands from the Central Region that participated were all in the same boat. They were all mediocre!

Even the eight Sacred Lands from the Southern Region suffered the same fate, all defeated by the Moon Holding Sect.

Including the Heaven Repair Saintess, who couldn't even make it to the finals.

Thinking about it...

Suddenly, it didn't seem so bad.

"It's just..."

He exchanged glances with the others.

Their eyes were filled with exasperation.

Especially the big shots from the Central Region, who were left speechless.

"What the hell is going on here?!"

"It's not just the Heaven's Pride from the Central Region who are dissatisfied. The Sacred Lands are too. They wanted to prove their superiority over the Southern Region, so they organized this gathering."

"They wanted to show that they were above Sacred Lands like the Moon Holding Sect and the Stone Sect."

"But..."

"They got crushed instead."

"The Central Region's Holy Sons and Saintesses couldn't do anything."

"And they wanted to prove themselves?"

"Prove what?!"

"They didn't prove anything; they just sacrificed themselves."

"Now, with their sacrifice, the Moon Holding Sect..."

"Pfft!"

"Haha, what a joke."

"We've become a laughingstock."

"!!!"

"..."

"Stepping over all the Sacred Lands."

The Great Elder of the Ten Thousand Flowers Sacred Land looked at the 'children' of the Moon Holding Sect, and for a moment, he felt dazed.

"Such impressive children."

"With such talent and abilities..."

"Even the Central Region's Heaven's Pride, including the Holy Sons and Saintesses, couldn't suppress them!"

"Mother."

"Your vision is indeed superior to ours."

"!"

"But on second thought, those guys from the Sitting Forgetfulness Sect must have anticipated this, which is why they didn't participate."

"They're cunning, indeed!"

"..."

Gradually, everyone began to realize the situation.

(End of Chapter)

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