CHAPTER 417: CHAPTER 277: HOPEFUL SECOND GENERATION IMMORTALS_3

Wang Qing watched Zhuge Ye’s departing figure, stamped his foot in frustration, then immediately adjusted his breath to calm himself down. Once he was calm, he moved to the side and began meticulously redoing his hair.

On Zhuge Ye’s side, after running back to his residence, he flopped onto his bed, casually threw a handful of Six-Yao Copper Coins, but after they landed, he didn’t even look at them and just went straight to sleep.

As for the elders, they had stopped discussing and were waiting for someone.

This time, Xiao Tang left openly, and although the Celestial Calculation Disc aided him, he still left many traces.

Several Celestial Masters had already followed the clues outside, and five had already returned, leaving only one yet to come back.

They were waiting for that Celestial Master to return.

Before long, a dust-covered Celestial Master walked into the room.

His face was already as dark as a ripe date, and now, whether due to anger or some other reason, it was turning a bit purple.

"Did you find him?"

"The Beast Taming Sect infuriated me!"

This red-faced Celestial Master had a fiery temper. He shouted angrily, then sat down in Li Guanqi’s previous seat, wanting to sip some tea to moisten his throat, only to find his cup was empty. When he tried to pour tea from the pot, the pot was also empty.

He slapped the table and angrily said, "I found the person, but didn’t bring him back!"

"Why?" a fat Celestial Master inquired.

He knew his friend’s temper; unless there was an irresistible force, he wouldn’t return, and this was someone who didn’t care about anyone else’s face, unless he couldn’t win in a fight.

"That Elder Gui from the Beast Taming Sect, along with a bunch of elders are mingling with Xinhe United Victory. I went to fetch the person, but couldn’t win."

The others, hearing this, also thought it was a bit troublesome.

"Sigh, let it be then. Knowing where he is is good enough, since those people are watching over him, it’s unlikely that anything will happen to Xiao Tang. Now that you’re back, there’s something else we need to discuss with you."

"Spit it out!" the red-faced Celestial Master demanded.

"Discussing the next Sect Leader," the fat Celestial Master said. They had actually already come to a conclusion on this before the red-faced Celestial Master returned.

"What do you mean!" The red-faced Celestial Master glared angrily at the fat man in front of him.

The fat man wasn’t offended and said to himself, "You’ve seen how Xiao Tang is. Although the child is sincere, he’s just like Sect Leader Tang in essence, and one day might run off again."

"Well, there’s still Zhuge Ye, isn’t there?" the red-faced Celestial Master asked, directly ignoring Zhang Ze.

"Xiaoye doesn’t like running away, but his spirit is too carefree. Apart from sleeping, he spends the day in a daze, not much different from being lost. And if he gets the itch to leave, we really won’t be able to find him." The fat Celestial Master said calmly.

The red-faced Celestial Master thought that was true as well.

"What have you all decided? Just say it."

"That Wang Qing kid isn’t bad, in both talent and character, and he’s diligent and responsible. If there are no major issues in the future, I think he’s a good choice." The fat Celestial Master suggested.

"Directly replacing someone? Isn’t that inappropriate?"

"Of course we’re not replacing anyone, just preparing a backup. If the day ever comes that Xiao Tang gets lost and Xiaoye abandons his responsibilities, we should be prepared. I’ll discuss this with him in a few days."

The red-faced Celestial Master nodded in agreement but suddenly stood up after sitting for a while.

"Old Wei, where are you off to now?" the fat Celestial Master asked.

"Someone isn’t managing his apprentice, so I’m stepping in to make sure our Dragon Tiger Mountain doesn’t lose face at the Qinghe Association."

In the back mountain.

The courtyard where Zhuge Ye lived.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, a Big Flying Kick came crashing in. His Six-Yao Gold Coin Array, which he set up to guard against Xiao Wangqing, was utterly defenseless against this kick.

Zhuge Ye was sent flying out of his bed by the kick, rolled on the floor for a few turns, and when he got up and saw who it was, he chuckled, "Master Wei, you’re back."

"Hmph, back late! Come, follow me!"

"Where to?"

"I’m going to test your mettle, so you don’t embarrass yourself later."

Zhuge Ye, full of complaints, was dragged along by Master Wei. As they passed through a courtyard, he saw Xiao Wangqing making a funny face at him.

...

In the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

Lu Ning sat in a large conference room at Fried Shide, feeling a bit bewildered.

She had originally come to poach talents.

But now the wall had run away from home, and the corner was being watched by the wall’s mother, making her tools suddenly obsolete.

She had planned to fulfill her duties, but then her master told her to just relax and play, as big matters would be taken care of by Senior Brother Shi.

In short, she was feeling very idle now.

Recently, she had been chatting with Li Yu and the others at the construction site, occasionally giving them pointers on the cultivation of the Divine Soul.

And Li Yu and the others had taught her a lot about the maintenance and decoration of Soul Boxes.

Today, without knowing why, she was suddenly dragged over here, following the group of Demon Race from Thousand Mechanism Town to this so-called Thousand Mechanism Town Commerce Association General Assembly?

What on earth.

On the stage, a six-tailed fox was eloquently speaking on the development of commerce, about how to make the name of the Qianji Town Commerce Association famous, seizing the opportunity of this Qinghe Association to make it known throughout the East Continent.

To achieve this, they must elect a president, as only by uniting can they resist the giant that is the Zhendong Trading Company.

Lu Ning listened to the fox’s speech, glancing at the Zhendong Trading Company logo on her, but said nothing.

After all, it’s the Demon Race, such things are normal.

Lu Ning wasn’t originally interested, but as she listened, she started to have new ideas.

If she could join this so-called association, wouldn’t she have any excuse to come over here in the future?

Maybe go even further?

If she became the president and expanded its power greatly, couldn’t she eventually take the lead and subtly control Zhang Ze?

After pondering this for a short while, Lu Ning immediately perked up and joined in the discussion, even rallying under the flag of the Celestial Sect.

However, after intense and exciting discussions, a president was not elected.

The only concrete decision made was that the monkey wasn’t allowed to sell his new style pancakes at the Qinghe Association, to preserve the name of Thousand Mechanism Town.

...

In the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

Lily was also holding a meeting with the cultivators of the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

"Although we are just a group of researchers without great power, we must participate in this Qinghe Association."

"Let the cultivators of the East Continent see us, see the fruits of our labor, see the power of our Thousand Mechanism Magical Artifacts."

"I have no excessive demands on everyone, just one requirement."

"In every match, I don’t seek victory, just mutual destruction; achieving a draw is our win, do you understand!"

"Our individual abilities aren’t important; what’s important is the power of the Thousand Mechanism Magical Artifacts. Show them that even us weaklings can beat them with these artifacts!"

"Let them see we are no cowards!"

"The future of the Thousand Mechanism Trading Company across the East Continent hangs in this one move. If there are no questions, the meeting is adjourned!"

Once the cultivators, fired up by Lily’s encouragement, left, Fuji emerged from the ground.

"Lily, what you’re doing is not right, using your fellow disciples as cannon fodder to clear your competition."

"You don’t understand, this is called strategy. Also, as the Vice Pavilion Master, it’s perfectly normal to leverage my position for personal gain!"

"Pitiful, Lily, I think you’re sick. Let me check you out."

Fuji, learning as she went, also leveraged her position to seek benefits, extending a tendril to tie Lily up.

...

At the Sword Pavilion.

After the holiday ended, Zhang Ze was brought back to the mountain by his mother-in-law. Before starting tonight’s practice, he took another glance down the mountain.

For some reason, he had a hunch that this Qinghe Association would be quite lively.

"Hope the Qinghe Association goes well."