I created Qin Tianjian in modern times

"Looking at the momentum of their disciples, this Immortal Cultivation Conference will probably be full of good shows."

People were talking about it, but Zhao Qi just smiled calmly and led his disciples to the seats of Qi Tianzong. He knew that the real challenge had just begun.

The venue of the Taihao Star Immortal Cultivation Conference is magnificent, shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland.

Zhao Qi brought the disciples of Qi Tian Sect to the venue early. Their arrival immediately attracted the attention of many sect representatives.

"Master Zhao, long time no see, you are still as charming as ever!" A loud voice came, and a burly, rough-faced middle-aged man walked over. He was Sima Yutang, the elder of the Shenxiao Sect.

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and said, "Elder Sima, you are too kind. Your family has produced many talented people in recent years. It is really enviable."

The two exchanged a few pleasantries, and Sima Yutang suddenly lowered his voice and said, "Master Zhao, this conference is not peaceful, you have to be careful."

Zhao Qi frowned when he heard this: "Oh? Why did Elder Sima say that?"

Sima Yutang looked around and made sure that no one else was paying attention before speaking in a low voice.

"I heard that the Blood Puppet Sect and the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect have complaints about the Qitian Sect and may cause trouble at the conference."

Zhao Qi heard this, a hint of coldness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure: "Thank you for your reminder, Elder Sima. I will be careful."

As time went on, more and more sect representatives arrived at the venue.

Everyone was looking for their own allies or potential opponents. The whole venue was filled with laughter, but also with hidden swords and shadows.

Finally, amid everyone’s anticipation, the Immortal Cultivation Conference officially opened.

The host announced loudly: "The Taihao Star Immortal Cultivation Conference is now starting! First, let us welcome the representatives of each sect to come on stage and give a speech!"

As the leader of the Qi Tian Sect, Zhao Qi was naturally the first to bear the brunt.

He walked slowly onto the stage, scanned the audience, took a deep breath, and began his speech.
"My fellow practitioners, today we have gathered together to participate in this Immortal Cultivation Conference. On behalf of the Qi Tian Sect, I would like to express my warm welcome and heartfelt thanks to you all..."

Zhao Qi's passionate speech won applause from everyone present.

However, behind the applause, there are hidden undercurrents.

Elder Wu of the Blood Puppet Sect and Bai Yifei of the Free and Easy Immortal Sect and others were all secretly observing Zhao Qi, as if they were looking for the right opportunity.

After the speech, Zhao Qi walked off the stage and returned to the seating area of ​​the Qi Tian Sect.

Lu Xueyao, Liu Ruyan and others immediately gathered around and asked with concern: "Sect Master, how is it? Did you find anything unusual?"

Zhao Qi smiled slightly and shook his head: "Don't worry, everything is under control. However, we must also be careful, after all, this conference is unusual."

At this moment, a clear voice came: "Sect Master Zhao, long time no see!"

Zhao Qi looked up and saw Feng Qianjiao, a female official from the Holy Maiden Palace, walking towards him. She was dressed in white and looked like a fairy from heaven.

Zhao Qi stood up and bowed, saying, "Miss Feng, long time no see. How have you been lately?"

Feng Qianjiao smiled sweetly: "It's okay, it's okay, I just miss the charm of Sect Master Zhao." There seemed to be a hint of teasing in her words.

However, Zhao Qi remained unmoved, and just smiled faintly and said, "Miss Feng, you are too kind."

He knew that he should not easily reveal his emotions in such an occasion. After that, Zhao Qi chatted with Feng Qianjiao about some irrelevant topics, and then left with the excuse that he had something to do.

Looking at Zhao Qi's departing back, Feng Qianjiao's eyes flashed with a hint of loss, but soon returned to normal.

She knew that Zhao Qi was a principled man and would not be easily swayed by beauty.

At this time, the opening ceremony of the conference was coming to an end, and representatives from various sects left the venue one after another, preparing for the upcoming martial arts competitions and magic display sessions.

As the Immortal Cultivation Conference progresses, competition between the various sects becomes increasingly fierce.

Lu Xueyao, Liu Ruyan and others also took the stage one after another, showing their skills and talents and winning cheers from everyone present.

Around the arena, the audience's cheers rose and fell, like waves, constantly hitting Lu Xueyao's eardrums.

She stood in a corner of the arena, quietly adjusting her breathing, trying her best to put herself into an ethereal state.

Today, she will represent the Qi Tian Sect in the competition. This is not only a battle of her personal honor, but also a matter of the reputation of the entire sect.

The opponent was a disciple from a little-known sect, but Lu Xueyao did not look down on him.

In the world of cultivating immortals, you should never underestimate any opponent at any time, otherwise you will likely capsize in the ditch.

"Ding——" a bell rang, and the competition officially began.

Lu Xueyao moved and rushed towards her opponent like a white ghost.

Her swordsmanship is unique and superb, and each sword contains infinite mysteries and changes. Although the opponent is strong, he seems to be somewhat stretched in front of Lu Xueyao's swordsmanship.

"What great swordsmanship!" Someone in the audience couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

Lu Xueyao had no feelings of joy or sorrow, she just focused on swinging the sword in her hand, each strike aimed directly at the opponent's weakness. Her swordsmanship was both fierce and strange, making it hard to defend against.

Halfway through the competition, the opponent already seemed to be unable to cope.

Lu Xueyao took the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, one sword after another, sweeping forward like a violent storm. The opponent was caught in a dilemma, and after barely resisting a few moves, he finally revealed a fatal flaw.

"Swoosh--" Lu Xueyao's sword pierced through the opponent's defense like lightning and pointed directly at his throat.

"I give up!" The opponent shouted loudly with a pale face.

Thunderous applause and cheers suddenly broke out from the audience. Lu Xueyao put away her sword, nodded slightly to her opponent, and then turned and walked off the arena.

She knew that this victory was not the end, but a new beginning. She would face more challenges and tests in the future.

"Well done to the Qitian Sect!"

"Miss Lu, your swordsmanship is unparalleled!"

The audience's praises continued, making Lu Xueyao feel extremely proud. She not only won honor for herself, but also brought glory to the Qitian Sect.

However, in a corner of the arena, there was a pair of cold eyes staring at Lu Xueyao.

That was Bai Yifei, an inner disciple of Xiaoyao Xianzong. He secretly vowed in his heart that he must defeat Lu Xueyao in the next game to save face for Xiaoyao Xianzong. Lu Xueyao felt Bai Yifei's gaze, but she didn't care.

For her, no matter who she faces, she is confident of winning.

Because she knew that she not only represented herself, but also the honor and dignity of the entire Qitian Sect. So she couldn't lose, and she would never lose!
After the competition, Lu Xueyao returned to her seat in Qi Tian Zong. Zhao Qi looked at her and nodded with a smile: "Well done."

"It's all thanks to the sect leader's good teaching." Lu Xueyao said modestly.

She knew that her swordsmanship had been greatly improved thanks to Zhao Qi's careful guidance, so she was very grateful for Zhao Qi's cultivation and teachings.

In the following competitions, Lu Xueyao defeated several opponents in succession, winning more honor and applause for the Qi Tian Sect.

Her swordsmanship became more and more sophisticated, and her power became stronger and stronger, making her opponents feel intimidated and terrified!
Bai Yifei has also been secretly observing every game of Lu Xueyao, trying to find her flaws and weaknesses so that he can defeat her in the next game!

The venue of the Taihao Star Immortal Cultivation Conference was bustling with noise, and representatives from various sects and audiences were all focused on the central display stand.

Liu Ruyan, a female disciple of the Qi Tian Sect, dressed in the light green sect uniform, stood quietly on the stage like a green lotus, ready to begin her magic show.

Liu Ruyan took a deep breath, gently clasped her hands together, and then quickly formed a seal.

Suddenly, a light green mist filled her body, as if the breath of spring had quietly arrived. The audience held their breath, afraid of missing any details.

"Spring is back!" Liu Ruyan shouted softly and suddenly opened her hands.

The green mist instantly spread out and turned into countless tender sprouts breaking through the ground. The stage seemed to have turned into a vibrant spring field.

The audience was amazed and applauded. This magic is not only beautiful, but also contains powerful vitality.

Liu Ruyan smiled slightly and formed seals with her hands again. The buds grew rapidly and blossomed into colorful flowers. The entire display stand seemed to have turned into a sea of ​​flowers.

"It's so beautiful! The magic of the Qi Tian Sect is truly amazing!"

"Yes, it seems that the Qitian Sect will shine again in this Immortal Cultivation Conference."

The audience talked a lot and praised the magic of Qi Tian Zong. Liu Ruyan's performance undoubtedly won more reputation and respect for Qi Tian Zong.

However, amidst the laughter and joy, there are also some people who are dissatisfied.

Bai Yifei, an inner sect disciple of Xiaoyao Xianzong, was one of them. He looked at Liu Ruyan, who was radiant on the stage, and an inexplicable jealousy and anger surged in his heart.

"Hmph! Qi Tian Sect, you guys are so arrogant! You will be in trouble later!" Bai Yifei thought to himself, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.

At the same time, the witch elder of the Blood Puppet Sect was also secretly observing the every move of the Qi Tian Sect.

He was thinking about how to take advantage of this Immortal Cultivation Conference to create some trouble for the Qi Tian Sect.

After Liu Ruyan's magic show ended, the audience was still immersed in the beauty of the sea of ​​flowers for a long time.

The Immortal Cultivation Conference continued, with various exciting competitions and demonstrations taking place one after another. But no matter how hard other sects tried to perform, the brilliance of the Qitian Sect always seemed difficult to be overshadowed.

Lu Xueyao's outstanding performance in the competition and Liu Ruyan's display of magic made the audience take a new look at the Qi Tian Sect.

However, the good times did not last long. As the conference progressed, some discordant voices began to emerge.

The jealousy and dissatisfaction of other sects towards Qi Tian Sect gradually surfaced. Elder Wu was secretly delighted when he saw this, because he knew his chance had come.

The rest area of ​​the Xiuxian Conference is an elegant courtyard designed for participants to relax and chat.

At this time, Han Feng from Qi Tian Sect and Bai Yifei from Xiaoyao Xian Sect happened to meet here.

Han Fengben was a straightforward young man. He sat on a stone bench, sipping tea and admiring the beautiful scenery in the courtyard.

Bai Yifei is an inner sect disciple who thinks highly of himself. He has always looked down upon other sects, especially the Qi Tian Sect which has gained fame in recent years.

"Hmph, the Qi Tian Sect? They're nothing but a bunch of people trying to attract attention." Bai Yifei said disdainfully. Although his voice was not loud, it was loud enough for Han Feng who was nearby to hear.

Han Feng put down the teacup, turned around, looked at Bai Yifei, and said with a smile: "Oh? Brother Bai seems to have some complaints about the Qitian Sect."

Bai Yifei smiled coldly, "Why, you Qitian Sect can't even stand this little criticism?"

"Criticism is of course fine, but ignorant slander is another matter." Han Feng responded neither humbly nor arrogantly.

The conversation between the two immediately attracted the attention of the people around them, and some curious people even began to watch, wanting to see how the disciples of the two major sects would fight.

Bai Yifei snorted, "Ignorance? Besides showing off, what real abilities do you have in the Qitian Sect?"

Han Feng laughed instead of getting angry, "A show-off? Brother Bai really underestimated us. The way of cultivating immortals is broad and profound, and the Qi Tian Sect has its own unique features. On the other hand, the Xiaoyao Immortal Sect seems to be more and more obsessed with superficial splendor in recent years, while ignoring the essence of cultivating immortals."

These words hit Bai Yifei's sore spot. His face changed and he said angrily: "You are talking nonsense! Our Xiaoyao Xianzong's cultivation method is profound and extensive. How can your Qitian Sect compare to it?"

"Oh? If that's the case, then why has the status of Xiaoyao Immortal Sect in the world of immortal cultivation been declining year by year in recent years?" Han Feng asked back slowly.

Bai Yifei was speechless. He stared at Han Feng angrily, but couldn't find a suitable rebuttal. The audience around him began to whisper and talk.

At this moment, a clear female voice broke the deadlock, "Hey, why do you two have to argue over such a small matter? Everyone has their own way to cultivate immortality, why do we have to distinguish between high and low?"

The person who spoke was Feng Qianjiao, a female official of the Holy Maiden Palace. She walked over with a smile and tried to resolve the dispute.

Han Feng and Bai Yifei both gave Feng Qianjiao some face and stopped arguing.

But the grudge between the two had already been planted, and this dispute also laid the groundwork for the upcoming Immortal Cultivation Conference.

The Immortal Cultivation Conference continued, but the dispute between Han Feng and Bai Yifei became a hot topic at the conference. Wherever the two walked, people would whisper and talk about it.

Bai Yifei was very angry about this. He felt that he had lost face and was determined to get it back in the next competition.

Han Feng remained calm and composed, as if he didn't care about the impact of the dispute.

In the venue of the Immortal Cultivation Conference, there is a secret room designed for secret talks between representatives of various sects.

At this time, several high-ranking leaders of the sect gathered in the secret room, the most prominent of whom was the Blood Puppet Sect’s Wu Elder—Wu Hanjiang.

He was dressed in a black robe, his face was gloomy, and there was a cunning gleam in his eyes.

The witch elder stroked his long beard and spoke slowly. (End of this chapter)