After disappearing for ten years, the junior sister made the entire sect kneel down to welcome her.

Hengyangzi said, "At least give me a chance to atone for my sins!"

Yun Yao thought about it and decided it was a good idea.

It wasn't that Luo was truly moved by Hengyangzi's promise, but rather that she genuinely needed an opportunity to prove her abilities and rightfully assume the position of sect leader.

Luo Zhenhuan wasn't intimidated at all: "Fine, I'll compete with you."

Hengyangzi added, "It must be done under the witness of the entire clan!"

This Qianchui used his own interests to help Luo Zhenhuan gain the support of these elders; he couldn't possibly entrust his position to these old fogies who were only interested in magical artifacts.

Therefore, he wanted to spread the word.

He wanted the entire sect to witness the contest between the two. Over the years, he had taken good care of the disciples in the sect and managed the sect affairs in an orderly manner, which earned him the approval of many disciples.

And most importantly, Luo Zhenhuan actually doesn't have many friends in the sect.

He was arrogant, and because of his age and lack of talent, he had nothing in common with the other disciples and couldn't get along with them.

In addition, he had only returned to his clan less than half a year ago.

Her chances of winning are extremely slim.

Yun Yao forced him to abdicate, but he had to ask all the disciples of the sect if they agreed!

The news of the competition caused an uproar throughout the entire Xuantian Sect.

The current sect leader, Hengyangzi, is going to compete with a six-year-old child to see who can find the evil spirit lurking in the sect first. The winner will become the future sect leader.

This whole thing seems absurd no matter how you look at it.

But surprisingly, not a single person questioned it.

Because behind Luo Huanzhen stood two Transcending Tribulation stage masters whom no one dared to offend.

Next, both sides began to work hard.

Every day, Hengyangzi personally led thousands of disciples to scan every part of the sect with their divine sense, trying to find traces of the alien demons.

The demons are adept at concealment. After parasitizing a human body, they almost completely merge with the host's aura. The only flaw is the faint demonic energy they emit.

With tens of thousands of disciples, plus servants, outer disciples, and guest elders, the sheer number of people is terrifying. Finding that wisp of demonic energy in this vast sea of ​​people is like searching for a needle in a haystack.

Hengyangzi knew in his heart that the focus of this competition was not on "finding the alien demon" at all.

It depends on who finds it first.

He must win.

If he loses to a six-year-old child, even if he refuses to resign as sect leader, he will become a complete joke.

At that point, not only will the elders not support him, but all the disciples in the sect will be talking behind his back.

So he immediately pulled out his trump card.

Twelve Demon-Seeking Mirrors floated behind him, each mirror pointing towards a different area of ​​the sect. Each mirror was controlled by a disciple, their divine senses overlapping and covering the area, making it extremely efficient. Hengyangzi had never displayed such a display in front of outsiders before; he was truly driven to desperation today.

Occasionally, an impatient elder would check on Hengyangzi's progress and Luo Huanzhen's progress, and then have a friendly exchange.

"The Demon-Seeking Mirror is extremely difficult to forge, and Hengyang actually has twelve of them hidden away. They must have amassed quite a fortune over the years."

"What a pity, he didn't use it when the Otherworldly Demon was lurking for so long, but now he's showing it off."

"Shh, keep your voice down, he's not out of office yet."

"How's Luo Huanzhen doing?"

"Sigh. Our magical artifacts are probably going to disappear. The little girl spends her days wandering around the sect with melon seeds or spirit melons, chatting and eating melons with her fellow disciples."

"What she said in the main hall before was quite reasonable and well-founded. Now that she has a real chance, why doesn't she cherish it?"

The elders couldn't help but wonder—was Luo Huanzhen hiding something, or did he simply not take the competition seriously at all?

Time passed day by day.

Hengyangzi's Demon-Seeking Mirror has already scanned most of the sect, eliminating tens of thousands of disciples, and is gradually narrowing down the scope.

His eyes, however, grew brighter and brighter.

almost.

He sensed a very faint fluctuation of demonic energy near the residence of the East Peak disciples.

Although faint, it is definitely there.

Hengyangzi's heart started racing.

He subconsciously inquired about Luo Huanzhen's situation, "Has anyone gone to check on Luo Huanzhen?"

One disciple immediately reported, "Reporting to the Sect Master, she hasn't done anything. She just wanders around aimlessly every day, all by herself."

Hengyangzi breathed a sigh of relief, thinking to himself that a child is just a child, thinking that he can solve everything in the world with his words just because he has two masters backing him up.

When it really comes down to it, all we can do is watch helplessly.

"Three hundred feet to the southeast, the gathering place of the disciples of Biyun Peak!" Hengyangzi suddenly spoke, his voice filled with barely suppressed excitement, "The Otherworldly Demon is there!"

Upon hearing this, the disciples immediately changed direction, and the Demon-Seeking Mirrors were all aimed at the gathering place of the disciples of Biyun Peak.

Sure enough, a faint layer of black mist appeared on the mirror surface, a reaction of demonic energy.

Hengyangzi was extremely excited.

He had been waiting for this moment for seven whole days.

He barely slept for seven days, scanning the twelve demon-seeking mirrors day and night, and leading thousands of disciples to turn the sect upside down, not even sparing the outhouses in the servants' quarters.

This was the moment he had been waiting for—to personally drag out the demon in front of all the elders and disciples, and to tell everyone with irrefutable facts that the sect leader of the Xuantian Sect could only be him, Hengyangzi.

"Issue my order!" He turned abruptly, his robes fluttering in the wind. "Sound the Gathering Immortal Bell! All elders, deacons, and disciples, both inner and outer, assemble at the Azure Cloud Peak Martial Arts Arena! Today, in front of everyone, I, the sect master, will execute this malevolent demon who has plagued the sect on the spot!"

The deep, resonant sound of the Juxian Bell echoed through the mountains, one sound after another, even causing some of the clouds and mist on the mountaintops to disperse.

In less than half an hour, the Biyun Peak training ground was packed with people.

The disciples from both the inner and outer sects, along with the servants and guest elders from the outer sect, numbered nearly ten thousand, completely surrounding the training ground.

The elders sat on the high platform, each with a different expression.

Some were nervous, some were expectant, and some couldn't help but keep glancing at Luo Huanzhen.

Hengyangzi stood on the high platform in the center of the martial arts arena, twelve demon-seeking mirrors suspended behind him, all aimed at the direction of the Biyun Peak disciples' caves.

Black mist surged on his face, the demonic energy so dense it was visible to the naked eye. He glanced around at the densely packed crowd below the stage, a long-lost sense of exhilaration welling up inside him.

This is the kind of prestige he deserves.

"Fellow disciples!" Hengyangzi's voice, amplified by spiritual energy, resounded throughout the entire training ground. "Seven days ago, I, the sect master, made a bet with Luo Zhenhuan to see who could find the lurking demon within the sect first. Today, I, the sect master, give you an answer—the demon has been located; it's within the cave dwellings of the disciples on Biyun Peak!"

A commotion immediately broke out in the audience.

The tragic fate of those fellow disciples whose heads were replaced with pig heads is still fresh in our minds. Now that the culprit is finally going to be found, who wouldn't be excited?

Hengyangzi was very satisfied with this reaction.

He raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet. "These past few days, I have been unable to sleep at night. The thought of those disciples who were driven to suicide by the demons, of them dying in humiliation with those inhuman and pig-like forms, cuts my heart like a knife."

His eyes were slightly red, and his voice was a little hoarse: "They were all good sons of my Xuantian Sect, and it was I, the sect master, who failed to protect them. Today, I, the sect master, hereby swear—the families of all disciples who committed suicide because of this matter will be provided for with financial and logistical support by the sect for a hundred years! Their names will be engraved on the Monument to Heroes, to be revered by future generations of disciples!"

These words were sincere and heartfelt, and many disciples in the audience were moved.

Several sentimental female disciples even had tears in their eyes, whispering, "The sect leader is kind and benevolent."

Hengyangzi was waiting for this emotional build-up.

He took a deep breath, suddenly turned around, and pointed to the other side of the platform—

There was a row of small stools there, and Luo Zhenhuan was sitting on the middle one, holding a handful of spirit melon seeds in his hands, happily cracking them open.

"But!" Hengyangzi's voice suddenly rose, his face filled with heartache and indignation, "While I, the sect leader, was tirelessly investigating the Otherworldly Demons day and night, what was this junior uncle who claims to want to become the sect leader doing? She was strolling around! She was eating melon seeds! She was chatting idly with people!"