The Dragon from Hell

"Haha, Sect Master An, your sect's Immortal Sect Conference is really lively this time."

After everyone sat down, the place became lively again.

The competition has not officially started yet. Now the spirit beasts raised by Wuxiang Sect are performing, and the elders of the sect are arranging various matters. It can be regarded as an opening ceremony.

After the head of the sect sat down, the middle-aged man sitting on the right side of An Jingfu held a teacup and said calmly: "It's good to accept a mortal bone into the sect, but it's a lot of trouble."

The middle-aged man was dressed simply, in a black and white robe, without even a single extra accessory.

Except for the sword on his waist.

But let alone the simple dress, even if he sat there with a sack on his back, no one present dared to look down on him.

He is the current leader of Qianjian Sect, and the current head of the famous Dugu family.

Both the Thousand Sword Sect and the Dugu Family are famous for their sword cultivation. It can be said that no one in the entire Immortal Sect can compare to the Thousand Sword Sect in terms of sword cultivation.

The Dugu Family is also famous for its abundance of sword cultivators.

However, there is another thing that the Dugu Family is also famous for, that is, poverty.

The strength of the Dugu Family is unquestionable. Any child of the Dugu Family, even if they are not born with spiritual bones, will definitely become one of the best sword cultivators after awakening their spiritual bones. It can be said that the Dugu Family has never produced a weakling.

However, it is well known that among all the practitioners, the alchemy cultivators are the richest and the sword cultivators are the poorest.

The value of the alchemy pills of the alchemy cultivators is needless to say. Just selling pills is enough to make them rich, not to mention that many times others come to the door with spiritual medicines and ask for help to refine them into pills. This labor fee is definitely not small.

But it is different for sword cultivators. What is the most important thing for sword cultivators? Of course, it is the sword in their hands.

Especially the natal sword, for them it is like their wife, even more important than their wife.

Let alone those who forge their own swords in Mingjian Villa, it is not easy for other sword cultivators to get a natal spiritual sword.

Not to mention that after getting a sword, there are still many maintenance.

The more maintenance processes a good sword needs, the more spiritual stones it consumes.

In order to maintain the spiritual sword, in addition to the support of the family, it is naturally necessary to earn spiritual stones by oneself, so they can only kill monsters to earn spiritual stones.

But killing monsters will cause some damage to the spiritual sword, and if it is damaged, it will require more maintenance...

In short, a good sword cultivator is mostly a poor ghost, even the leader of Qianjian Sect, Dugu Ao.

But like his name, although he is poor, he is indeed arrogant.

An Jingfu seemed not to understand his sarcasm, and just smiled: "Really? I think our Wuxiang Sect has become a lot more lively after he joined."

"In the past, these disciples were well-behaved and looked the same and dull. Suddenly, a heretic appeared, which was novel."

"Don't you think so, Master Dugu?"

"Novel?" Dugu Ao sneered: "Or are you good at insulting people? Do you treat him as a little toy?"

At this time, the young man next to Dugu Ao also spoke up, smiling: "I don't agree with what Master Dugu said. A mortal bone wandering in the immortal gate, isn't he just a little toy?"

This young-looking man is also the master of Xuanling Sect, one of the four major sects - Gusu He.

Yes, he is the descendant of the immortal gate family, Gusu family.

But Gusu He has never been interested in taking over the Gusu family. Even in Xuanling Sect, he is often not seen, quite casual.

He was staring at a face in his twenties, holding a folding fan in his hand. Even though there were disciples from various sects below him, he leaned back in his chair and crossed one leg.

He was wearing a dark red robe, a black and gold robe underneath, and even his boots were embroidered with dark gold patterns.

Compared with Dugu Ao, who was also the leader of a sect, he was a little too gorgeous.

He didn't look like a cultivator, but more like a rich young man playing around in the world.

But Dugu Ao seemed to dislike him. As soon as he opened his mouth, the former snorted coldly: "Haha."

But it seemed that he was sure of what Dugu Ao said in his heart, so he just chuckled and said nothing else.

An Jingfu didn't comment, but suddenly thought of something: "It seems that you two don't think much of this new disciple of our sect?"

"Look down? Not to that extent." Dugu Ao said, not looking at him at all.

Just a mortal bone, what's worth caring about?

If he hadn't joined the Wuxiang Sect, there would be countless mortal bones like him in the world.

Gusu He smiled and lowered his head to play with the folding fan in his hand. It seems that his idea is the same as Dugu Ao.

The other sectsThe leader listened but didn't interrupt, probably because the two of them said what they wanted to say.

"Oh? In that case, do you two want to make a bet with me?" An Jingfu suddenly spoke, which was surprising.

After all, those who know An Jingfu know that he has always been a smooth-talking person. He has been following the rules until today, but he did something unorthodox and was dealt with quickly.

When words like betting come out of his mouth, it is particularly attractive.

"Oh? What kind of bet?" Gusu He was the most interested and put away his folding fan: "Master An took the initiative to propose it, so I am interested."

Dugu Ao glanced at him: "Don't tell me this bet is related to your ordinary bone disciple?"

"Since we are talking about this, it must be related to him." An Jingfu did not deny: "Let's bet on how far he can go, how about it?"

Without waiting for the two to respond, An Jingfu directly threw out the bet: "I can use a spiritual treasure from my private vault to add to the fun."

When he heard about An Jingfu's private vault, Gusu He was fine, but Dugu Ao's eyes lit up.

He was the poorest one, and An Jingfu was the richest. He had a lot of treasures in his private vault, and any one of them was priceless.

"Anything is fine?" Gusu He asked more.

"Yes, anything is fine." An Jingfu nodded: "Of course, even if you lose, you don't need to pay anything, just consider it as a favor you owe me."

Gusu He didn't respond this time, after all, sometimes a favor is much more valuable than a spiritual treasure.

Dugu Ao agreed without even thinking: "Okay, how do you want to bet!"

After all, he only has this sword on his body besides the favor, and he has nothing to bet on.

"How far do you two bet he can go?" An Jingfu asked.

"Haha, he is just an ordinary person, he should be eliminated in the first round, is there any need to say that?" Dugu Ao placed the bet without even thinking about it.

Gusu He thought for a while to be on the safe side before saying: "No more than the second round."

An Jingfu smiled and nodded: "Okay, then I'll bet... he will be the champion this time!"