Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

The two looked at each other for less than a second before turning their heads away simultaneously.

Yun Ping, on the other hand, calmly said something in Ye Yuchan's mind:

"If he were dressed as a woman, he would be just as good as your senior brother Jiang."

"puff--"

Ye Yuchan nearly choked on her own saliva.

Is this old rogue bewitched by Senior Brother Jiang? Why does he immediately think of women's clothing when he sees a man?

However, to be fair, that young man does have the physique to be very suitable for cross-dressing...

At that moment, the master and apprentice reached a certain consensus, both staring at the young man not far away with strange eyes.

The young man, who had been silent all along, suddenly felt a chill run down his spine. For some reason, he had a bad feeling that he was being watched.

"We've been exposed?"

The young man murmured to himself, glancing around warily, his handsome face growing increasingly serious.

69. Soul Guiding Disc

The Demon-Slaying Tournament.

That's how the city lord of Jinglin City referred to this campaign against the demons.

As the only surviving sect leader in Jinglin City who was not affected by the power of the Dean of Yuntian Academy, Chen Feng, the city lord of Jinglin City, had to admit that his caution had saved the city lord's mansion.

If he had listened to the Gong family that day and joined forces to attack Yuntian Academy, he probably wouldn't be standing here unharmed now.

Thinking of this, he unconsciously gripped the gun barrel in his right hand, the silver gun body shining brightly in the light.

Behind him were thousands of cultivators, almost all of whom had obeyed his orders to fight against the demons in the Lightning Thunder Sect ruins.

First, the unfathomable Yuntian Academy crushed Tianbei Valley and Leiyu Sect in one battle, causing the long-standing balance of power among the sects to fall into complete chaos.

The ruins of the Lightning Sect have reappeared, and demons are rampaging.

Chen Feng felt that his position as city lord was truly tragic. Previous city lords either grew too old to work and went home to farm, or stepped down early to get promoted and make a fortune. Only he—

We still have to deal with all these messy troubles.

If that were all, it would be fine, but his son is a lazy, good-for-nothing fellow who doesn't give his father any peace of mind.

He went to Maple Leaf City to set up some kind of art gallery, but when he came back, his kneecaps were completely shattered and his soul was damaged. Only after asking around did he find out that this kid had offended some big shot again.

"Ugh--"

The imposing man stood before the mountain gate of the Lightning Sect ruins, gazing at the dark stone gate that stood before him like a majestic guardian, and sighed.

The ruins before us possessed an eerie aura that defied our understanding. Despite the bright sunshine outside, the ruins, bounded by the stone gate, exuded a chilling coldness, as if they were a dark realm untouched by light.

Chen Feng shook his head, putting aside his displeasure. He turned his back and looked at a tall, black-haired woman beside him, who stood straight with a solemn expression.

He straightened his expression, and when he spoke, his voice was deep and authoritative: "Miss Yu, how many sect cultivators from the city have arrived?"

The black-haired woman remained expressionless, her gaze sweeping over the crowded people ahead, and she came to her answer in just two seconds.

"Reporting to the city lord, more than 80% have arrived."

“Eighty percent…” Chen Feng lowered his head as if deep in thought, his left hand stroking his stubble, his brows furrowed. “If it’s more than eighty percent, then we can start the campaign.”

However, upon receiving Chen Feng's instructions, Yu Xin trembled slightly, turned around, and looked at Chen Feng seriously.

"Lord City Lord, I think it's not too late to attack the ruins after more than 90% of the cultivators have arrived."

"Why?" Chen Feng looked up at the sun. "The sunlight is strong right now, and most monsters don't like it. The aura of the dead is also strong in this ruin. If we wait any longer, we might miss a good opportunity."

Yu Xin was not unaware of the reasoning behind this. She paused for a moment, her gaze towards Chen Feng shifting rapidly several times.

She slowly lowered her head and said calmly, "I only believe that this Demon-Slaying Tournament is extremely dangerous, and if we don't prepare properly..."

"It's ok."

Chen Feng stepped forward and put his arm around Yu Xin's shoulder. The latter was startled and raised her blushing face, her bright eyes, as if veiled with mist, staring innocently at the dignified middle-aged man in front of her.

In response, Chen Feng smiled confidently, his voice deep and magnetic, "It's alright. No matter how powerful this monster is, it's still just a lone monster. With thousands of cultivators gathered here, we'll definitely have a chance to kill it."

"Lord City Lord..."

Looking at Chen Feng's angular, charming, and confident smile, Yu Xin gasped, her eyes seemingly sparkling as she looked at the city lord.

There are people in this world who have a thing for older men...

However, Chen Feng himself was not sure whether the campaign would succeed. But he was the initiator and leader of the Demon Slaying Conference. If the generals were afraid, the army would surely be defeated.

The scorching light shone down on his profile as he turned around, revealing his striking, solemn face to the assembled cultivators.

With a wave of his hand, the crimson cloak of the city lord behind him fluttered slightly, and his deep, resonant words echoed throughout the entire area.

"Fellow cultivators of Jinglin City, I am your city lord—Chen Feng!"

Upon hearing this, the cultivators who had been chattering fell silent, abruptly ending the conversation and turning their attention entirely to Chen Feng.

The atmosphere became exceptionally serious at that moment.

Chen Feng nodded in satisfaction, his tone becoming increasingly resounding.

"The target of this Demon-Slaying Assembly is a demonic beast that has been hiding in these ruins for a long time. This demonic beast is exceptionally powerful; preliminary assessment suggests that it should have at least the cultivation level of the Opening Yuan stage!"

"Therefore, I hope that all cultivators who are not strong enough will leave this place immediately. It would be a great loss to lose your lives for this."

"However, I hope you remember that this is the territory of our Jinglin City! This place ravaged by demonic beasts is our Jinglin City! The city that gave us birth, nurtured us, and led us onto the path of cultivation!"

"I do not want you to forget the city where you were born. Therefore, if you leave today because you are not strong enough, one day you must return to this city, which is of great importance to us, with great strength!"

"Now, if anyone wants to leave, I will not stop them."

Chen Feng's words struck a chord in the hearts of all the cultivators.

Indeed, some of them were cultivators with low cultivation levels. They came here only to broaden their horizons and did not want to fight to the death with the demon beasts.

However, Chen Feng's words made them hesitate, and for a moment they even forgot to quit.

After waiting for half a minute and still seeing no one leave, Chen Feng looked around with satisfaction.

"It seems that none of you cultivators are cowards. Very good!"

"To allow demons to run rampant in my Jinglin City is something I, Chen Feng, would never do. Today, I have organized this demon-slaying assembly to restore peace to my Jinglin City!"

"I ask you all, with such demons rampaging through Jinglin City, can you cultivate with peace of mind? Can you harvest spiritual fruits with peace of mind? If your families and friends were to be harmed by these demons one day, could your hearts remain at peace?!"

"I, Chen Feng, will not allow such a thing to happen. This trip must slay this demon. Otherwise, I will have failed the people of the city and all the sects that have taken root in my Jinglin City!"

His words were passionate and inspiring.

It must be admitted that Chen Feng's words, coupled with his impassioned and righteous tone, which made him seem ready to sacrifice himself at any time, had a significant motivating effect.

Right now, quite a few cultivators are already itching to go, their passionate expressions resembling those of new recruits preparing for battle.

Looking at the cultivators below who were already rubbing their hands together in anticipation, Chen Feng knew that his pre-battle encouragement had been successful.

He chuckled lightly, turned around with a flourish, looked at the enormous, pitch-black stone gate, clapped his hands together, and his spiritual energy surged wildly.

boom--

The gate suddenly swung open, and the light was eerily partially blocked, making the interior of the ruins appear quite dark.

Chen Feng took a deep breath; he had no way out.

He brandished his spear, leading the charge with a loud shout.

"Fellow cultivators, follow me to vanquish the demon!"

"oh oh!!!"

What followed was a deafening roar.

At the same time, Yun Ping and the others, who were standing at the end of the crowd, finally got to see this moment. Looking at the crowd rushing into the stone gate, Yun Ping and Ye Yuchan smiled bitterly at the same time.

It must be admitted that these two transmigrators had heard far more speeches than this group of cultivators. Although Chen Feng's pre-battle encouragement was indeed good, it was still too naive for the two, who had long been accustomed to touching stories and inspirational platitudes after countless battles.

However, now that the crowd had rushed into the ruins, Yunping and the others began to prepare to take action.

Before that—

Hua Yuerong suddenly grabbed Ye Yuchan's arm from behind.

Ye Yuchan immediately became wary, her spiritual root rapidly circulating, instinctively preparing to unleash her spiritual energy.

Seeing this, Hua Yurong quickly explained, "Miss Ye, please don't get agitated. I have something to discuss with you."

"what's up?"

Ye Yuchan shook off Hua Yuerong's hand and stared at her coldly.

She had absolutely no good feelings towards Hua Yuerong, and was constantly on guard against the other party making a move against her, so her tone became unusually cold.

Hua Yurong looked at Ye Yuchan with a mysterious smile, "Speaking of which, I forgot to tell Miss Ye something."

"explain."

Since she was already being misunderstood as a cold and aloof character, Ye Yuchan simply decided to embody the role of a cold and indifferent maid and try her best to imitate Fan Luokui's appearance.

To be honest, her cold, poker-faced expression at that moment did bear a striking resemblance to Fan Luokui.

Hua Yurong, however, maintained her calm smile, seemingly unconcerned about Ye Yuchan's hostility, and casually dropped a bombshell—

"The demonic beasts inside are not ordinary demonic beasts—they are not demonic beasts at the Kaiyuan stage; a preliminary estimate is that they are at least at the Nascent Soul stage."

"The Nascent Soul stage?!" Ye Yuchan frowned, looking at Yun Ping, hoping to get an answer from him.

However, instead of answering her directly in her mind, Lao Yun responded with a helpless look.

The meaning behind that look was clear—the other person was right.

(Actually, he was in the Void Transformation stage, but the old rogue thought about it and decided to keep quiet for the time being.)

The silver-haired girl took a deep breath; she was already beginning to regret agreeing to come to this mess with Lei Yu Sect, that old rogue.

Demons in the Kaiyuan stage could be overwhelmed by sheer numbers from the City Lord's mansion, but what about those in the Nascent Soul stage...?

Sorry, we'll give you whatever quantity you bring.

If I go in, even if the old rogue protects me and I won't die, who knows if he'll throw me in front of a Nascent Soul stage monster and make me befriend it, like Thomas the Tank Engine?