Fortunate Young Gentleman

The competition was held in the First Vein. Tang Ning and Su Mei arrived an hour before the competition and were placed in a stilt house.

The old beggar was a cancer in the eyes of the Wan Gu Sect members. He was like a rat crossing the street, and everyone wanted to kill him. However, there were only three people in the Wan Gu Sect who knew him. The Fourth Elder and the Eighth Elder were controlled, so they dared not say much. The Ninth Elder had his martial arts abolished and was imprisoned in the Fourth Vein, so he could appear here in a swagger.

The Eighth Vein was far away from the Tenth Vein. As soon as the Eighth Elder entered the small building, someone walked in from outside.

After the Eighth Elder sat down, he glanced at him and asked, "What does the Seventh Elder want to see me for?"

The Seventh Elder looked at the people in the room and said, "You go out first."

Everyone looked at the Eighth Elder, who nodded and said, "You go out first."

After everyone left, the Seventh Elder sat opposite the Eighth Elder and said, "I am looking for the Eighth Elder this time on behalf of the elders of the other veins to discuss an important matter with you."

The Seventh Veins joined forces to eliminate the Tenth Vein first. This was the decision made by the Six Veins. The Eighth Elder was not with them at the time, so when the Eighth Elder arrived here, the Seventh Elder approached him on behalf of everyone.

The eighth elder looked at him and asked, "What's the matter?"

The seventh elder looked at him and said, "You also know that the woman of the tenth vein has the strength of the ten elders. Unless we join forces, no one can stop her from becoming a saint."

The eighth elder said, "The competition for the saint depends on each person's ability. If several veins join forces to deal with her, wouldn't it be a disgrace to all of us?"

The seventh elder didn't expect him to refuse. He frowned and said, "You know that the tenth vein has a close relationship with the former royal family. Over the years, they have been running around to restore the country. If the tenth vein takes the saint, won't it involve our entire clan?"

Qiandi used to be the territory of Liang State, but it was only in name. Liang State actually controlled Diandi. The Gu tribe rested and recuperated in Qiandi and was not under the jurisdiction of Liang State at that time. They didn't have much sense of belonging to Liang State. Even if Liang State was destroyed, they didn't have too deep feelings.

However, the Tenth Clan has always been loyal to the Liang Kingdom's royal family. In the past ten years, it has always wanted to restore the country. If the position of the Saint falls to the Tenth Clan, then the entire Gu Clan will definitely be drawn into this vortex.

This is one of the most important reasons why all the clans joined forces to resist the Tenth Clan.

Although the Gu Clan wants to select a capable Saint to revive the Wan Gu Sect, it does not want to get involved in the restoration of the Liang Kingdom. Therefore, the position of the Saint can fall into the hands of any clan, but not the Tenth Clan.

The order of the Saint cannot be disobeyed. Once the position of the Saint is taken by the Tenth Clan, they can only obey the decision made by the Saint.

If it was a month ago, the Eighth Elder would naturally agree to this proposal, but now his life is still in the hands of others, how dare he openly oppose that person?

The Eighth Elder shook his head and said, "The Eighth Clan will not participate in this competition."

"What?" The Seventh Elder showed astonishment on his face, and he didn't believe his ears.

The battle for the Saint Maiden is a matter of vital importance to any lineage. The Ninth Elder, in order to ensure that the position of the Saint Maiden falls to their lineage, did not hesitate to seriously violate the rules of the church and risk being punished with Gu to sneak into the Wan Gu Forest. Now the Eighth Elder actually gave up this opportunity?

The Eighth Elder looked at him and repeated: "The Eighth Lineage will not participate in the battle for the Saint Maiden."

"Have you thought it through?"

The Seventh Elder's face was a little ugly. The Fourth and Ninth Lineages were not qualified to participate in the competition because they violated the rules of the church. In this way, only the Saint Maiden of the Seventh Lineage was left. The woman of the Tenth Lineage was not weaker than the ten elders. Seven people against one person, there was not much chance of winning. Now that the Eighth Lineage withdrew, there were only six people left from the seven, and their chances of winning were even lower.

"What if she becomes a saint? What if she doesn't?" The Eighth Elder waved his hand and said, "I have seen through it. Power is like a floating cloud to me. I don't care whether I can become a saint or not. I don't care whether the Eighth Vein can grow stronger. You can make trouble by yourselves..."

The more veins join, the more chances of winning. The Seventh Elder wanted to persuade the Eighth Elder again, but his attitude was particularly firm. He didn't change his mind even if he spit.

In the end, he could only wave his sleeves in anger and walk away.

When the Seventh Elder conveyed the Eighth Elder's intention to the other elders, they were also shocked.

"Giving up the fight for the Saint, did he take the wrong medicine?"

"Our chances of winning were not high to begin with, wouldn't this be even lower?"

"This doesn't seem like his style. I'll go ask him!"

...

The withdrawal of the Eighth Vein would weaken the strength of their alliance. Several elders went to persuade him in person, but they all returned disappointed.

The Eighth Elder has made up his mind not to participate in the fight for the Saint. They cannot make decisions for the Eighth Vein, and can only accept reality.

Their only advantage is that they have more people, but even if six people join forces, the result is more losses than wins. Fortunately, the Second Elder is very knowledgeable about the battle method. He has spared no effort in the past two days to teach the six-person joint attack technique, so that now that the six people join forces, even they have to be extremely careful.

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A ten-foot-high arena has already been set up in the First Vein Village, which is also the venue for this seven-person competition.

Half an hour ago, the Eighth Elder sent someone to tell Tang Ning that the Eighth Vein would withdraw from the fight for the Saint, and told him that the other six veins were ready to join forces to deal with Su Mei, so he should be on guard early.

This incident was not unexpected by Tang Ning, and Su Mei had nothing to be on guard against. From the beginning, she had planned to fight alone against many.

The time was about to come, and the seven candidates for the saintly maidens came onto the stage one after another.

After they came onto the stage, the six took out a veil from their arms and put it on, covering their mouths and noses tightly.

Gongsun Ying said: "They are indeed prepared. It seems that this matter will not be so easy."

Tang Ning learned from Gongsun Ying that this veil was not an ordinary veil, and it had the function of preventing smoke and poisonous gas.

In this way, it would be impossible to poison them silently.

And this competition was crucial. The elders of the various clans would definitely give them the most powerful poisonous insects, and Su Mei's advantage in poison techniques would no longer exist.

Poison techniques were useless, and sorcery was also useless. However, these two were what Su Mei was best at after learning the Ten Thousand Poison Poison Sutra. It was obvious that they were completely teaming up to target her this time.

Tang Ning glanced at Gongsun Ying and Bai Jin, and asked, "Are you, the tenth branch, so unwelcome in the Gu Clan?"

"It's just a despicable act." Bai Jin snorted coldly, and said, "When she uses her strength to sit on the position of the Saint, they will have nothing to say."

Tang Ning was not worried that they would regret it after Su Mei won. Under the spotlight, the ten elders would not do such a thing, and they were very obedient to the rules of the sect. Otherwise, they would not want to unite the ten branches into one sect and revive the prestige of the past after so many years of the split of the Wan Gu Sect.

They just have their own selfish desires on the belonging of the Saint.

Tang Ning guessed correctly. At the beginning of the competition, the six people surrounded Su Mei.

Not only that, as soon as they made a move, they implied some kind of formation change.

After seeing them change the formation several times, Tang Ning's face showed a strange look.

The inheritance of the ten branches of Gu Wu all originated from the Wan Gu Du Jing. Su Mei was much more familiar with this formation recorded in the Wan Gu Du Jing than he was.

If they attacked individually, Su Mei might have to take it seriously. As luck would have it, the six of them actually chose this set of formations recorded in the Ten Thousand Poisons Poison Sutra, which was equivalent to completely exposing their weaknesses to Su Mei.

In this case, several people could not even maintain the most basic formation. Su Mei could find the weakness of the formation every time, and then throw one person off the stage...

The elders of various veins watched Su Mei disrupt the formation of the six people again and again, making them flustered and defeated one by one, until the first vein candidate Saint was also thrown out of the stage, and several elders stood there in a daze, with extremely shocked faces.

After an unknown amount of time, the elder sighed lightly, looked at Su Mei with a complicated look, and bowed and said: "Meet the Saint..."

This time, she defeated the six people in full view of the public. Even if the ten elders were unwilling, they had to abide by the rules set at the beginning.

The elders of each clan looked at each other, even if their eyes were full of helplessness, they followed the great elder and bowed, saying loudly: "Greetings to the Saint..."

"Greetings to the Saint!"

The members of the First Clan present knelt on their knees, and their voices echoed through the valley.