Chapter 342 The Eve of the Competition
After leaving the residence, Lin Changqiang naturally did not refuse Wudao's kindness. Although the pure Yuan treasure of the Desolate Palace could not be given away easily, and he was not very interested in the heavenly grade spiritual treasure, but selecting some high-level materials to refine various potions could also play a role in the upcoming sect competition.

In the following days, his life returned to normal again. He occasionally went to the martial arts hall to play chess with Gu Mo, occasionally went to the training platform to guide his junior brothers and sisters, and occasionally called Ying Huanhuan to do the sect's tasks together. Of course, most of the time he practiced behind closed doors, which made Chen Zhen and Wudao quite satisfied.

But unlike him, the overall atmosphere in Dao Sect was becoming increasingly tense. Many people were holding back their energy, and the outstanding disciples in the Four Halls were practicing desperately, trying to make another breakthrough before the competition.

This was not surprising. After all, in previous sect competitions, Dao Sect had always been targeted by Yuan Sect. In the previous competition, even the eldest sister of Tian Temple was killed. Although no war broke out under the constraints of the competition rules, this kind of resentment obviously could not disappear easily. It would only become deeper and deeper with the passage of time, waiting to explode at the extreme point...

In the Dan River, Lin Changqiang sat cross-legged leisurely. A vast suction force emanated from his body, continuously swallowing large amounts of energy with an extraordinary momentum.

On the training platform not far away, many disciples were practicing silently. Their enthusiasm for practicing was just like that of students preparing for the college entrance examination, diligent, serious but a little depressed.

"How did you come?"

Lin Changqiang stopped practicing and looked to the side, where a figure in a black robe floated down, with the black heavy sword still behind him.

Why not put it in the Qiankun bag...

"Want to chat?" Wang Yan turned his head and asked under Lin Changqiang's curious gaze.

Compared to when we first met, his expression now was not so cold, and even showed some admiration.

Lin Changqiang nodded slightly and did not refuse.

"I heard that you killed an elder and two spiritual generals of Yuanmen not long ago?" Before he finished speaking, excitement and enthusiasm surged on Wang Yan's face.

"Huanhuan told you?"

"Junior sister couldn't help but tell Ying Xiaoxiao, and Ying Xiaoxiao told me some time ago."

This girl...

Lin Changqiang pursed his lips, but didn't care too much. Anyway, he would be preparing to give Yuanmen a big surprise soon. Compared with this, the incident at Demon Sound Mountain was just a small matter.

"I have been out there alone for so many years, but most of the people I have killed were just ordinary disciples. Compared to you, they are nothing."

"My friend is just helping me. With my own strength, I can't kill a Shengxuan realm master."

"Who cares who did it? It's a good thing to kill a Yuanmen dog." Wang Yan smiled for the first time in a long time, but his eyes became serious again. "With your true strength, even if you look at all the sects in the entire Dongxuan Region, you can be ranked at the top among the younger generation, but there may still be some gap compared to the strongest disciples of Yuanmen."

"The three little kings of Yuan Sect?"

Lin Changqiang raised his eyebrows, and when he saw Wang Yan nod, he couldn't help feeling helpless.

He had never considered the three little kings as his opponents. After all, he was not a rigid person in this life. Even if the cultivation of those three people suddenly increased and broke through to the Shengxuan realm at the same time, the worst that could happen was that he would not abide by martial ethics and just play a few trump cards to deal with them. Anyway, after the sect competition was over, no one from Yuanmen would be able to pass the news back.

"Little Yuan King, Little Spirit King, Little Thunder King, they are the disciples taught by the three old dogs of Yuan Sect, representing the top strength of the younger generation, and are also our biggest enemies on this trip. The three of them have fought against strong men who have achieved minor success in the Shengxuan Realm. Although they did not win, they managed to escape unscathed." "So strong?"

Lin Changqiang pretended to frown seriously, and a hint of darkness flashed across Wang Yan's eyes.

"I once fought with Little Thunder King Lei Qian." He unbuttoned his shirt on his chest, revealing a brown scar with a self-deprecating smile on his face. "One punch for one palm strike, but I was seriously injured after receiving that palm strike, while he still had the strength to fight again. If he hadn't run fast enough, I'm afraid he wouldn't have had the chance to come back to take part in the palace examination."

"Among our Dao Sect disciples, even if Qingye and Muli can break through before the competition, there are only six who can rival the Nine Yuan Nirvanas. And even if you kill two Eight Spirit Generals of the Yuan Sect, there are still nine."

"It seems that this sect competition is quite difficult." Seeing Wang Yan's increasingly serious expression, Lin Changqiang simply changed the subject, "Let's talk about the other six major sects. Is there anything we need to pay attention to?"

"The other six super sects are not weak either, and are not much weaker than our Dao Sect. But the most outstanding one among them is Ling Qingzhu of Jiutian Taiqing Palace."

Ling Qingzhu?
Hearing this name, Lin Changqiang couldn't help but recall the Nirvana Realm Tomb of the Great Yan Dynasty. That stunning appearance was indeed unforgettable.

Seeing his reaction, Wang Yan was not too surprised. Among the young disciples of the super sect, besides guys like him who were obsessed with revenge, there were naturally many people with budding romance.

"Ling Qingzhu's reputation in the Eastern Xuan Region is no less than that of the three little kings. After all, she is not only beautiful, but also a rare genius. She has long been accepted as a closed disciple by the Palace Master of Jiutian Taiqing Palace."

"But our Dao Sect has a good relationship with Jiutian Taiqing Palace, so she shouldn't attack us. Of course, it would be great if we could join forces. With her strength, she can at least deal with Lei Qian." As he spoke, Wang Yan smiled and shook his head.

The sect competition is a competition between each other. The strength of Yuanmen is stronger than that of Dao Sect. He should be thankful that Jiutian Taiqing Palace can stand by and watch. How could he expect the other party to help?
"Other super sects also have disciples with great reputations. This competition will be very exciting, but I wonder what will happen to my disciples after the competition is over?"

Seeing Wang Yan's voice gradually becoming lower, although he was not prepared to reveal his intentions, Lin Changqiang still patted him on the shoulder.

"Do not worry."

[Congratulations to the host, triggering the side quest - be proud: In the previous sect competitions, Dao Sect suffered heavy losses, and almost all the disciples were eager to settle accounts with Yuan Sect. As the commander of Dao Sect, how could he ignore it? ]

[Task content: Lead the Dao Sect's participating disciples to kill the Yuan Sect's disciples]

[Task Rewards: For each Eight Spirit General killed, you will receive 1 bonus draw. For killing Little Thunder King, you will receive 2 bonus draws, Little Spirit King × 3, Little Yuan King × 4. If you kill more than Yuan Sect disciples, you will receive an additional bonus item - Yuan Sect Nemesis.]

[Yuanmen Nemesis: A mid-level pure Yuan treasure in the shape of a shield axe. It has an additional bonus when the opponent's faction is Yuanmen. No matter how powerful the attack is, it will not break. No matter how strong the opponent's defense is, it can at least break it.]

Turtle!

Obviously, its grade was one level lower than the Five Thunder Drums, and its offensive power was not as good as the Shangyangtai Sword, but Lin Changqiang was still deeply shocked.

Since the system was updated, such automatically triggered tasks have become less and less frequent, and he has to rely more on himself to find the exclamation mark. But he didn't expect that the reward for the first task after such a long time would be so generous!

(End of this chapter)