Liu Hong’s talent was very strange. He could sense that something was really special.

For example, the fur that could block the Heavenly Tribulation was recommended by Liu Hong to Han Muye.

As the two of them were talking, Lin Shen’s voice came from the door. “Senior Brother Zhao.”

Zhao Pu.

Currently in charge of Three Stones House, Tuoba Cheng’s eldest disciple.

Han Muye and Liu Hong walked out and saw the bald Zhao Pu standing at the bottom of the stone steps.

“Senior Brother Han, Master asked me to invite you to the Nine Mystic Hall.” Seeing Han Muye come out, Zhao Pu, who was talking to Lin Shen in a low voice, cupped his fists and said.

Get Zhao Pu to invite him?

Zhao Pu’s current identity was not an ordinary disciple. Did he need him to invite him for something big?

Seeing Han Muye’s expression, Zhao Pu waved his hand and said, “Master summoned the elite disciples under the age of 100. I came along.”

Summoning elites under 100 years old was also a big deal.

Han Muye nodded and followed Zhao Pu to the peak of the Nine Mystic Mountain.

The two of them arrived at the hall. The junior disciples who came to the door cupped their hands.

Some called him ‘Senior Brother Zhao’, while others called him ‘Senior Brother Han’.

Zhao Pu was Tuoba Cheng’s disciple, and Tuoba Cheng was now in charge of the sect. Zhao Pu’s status immediately rose.

Han Muye was the guardian of the Sword Pavilion. He had to call him Senior Brother no matter who he met.

Everyone walked into the hall and saw that many elders were already sitting upright. They hurriedly found an empty seat and sat down.

Han Muye looked up. Other than the elders, there were also a few direct disciples he had seen in the hall.

However, many of the younger elites of the sect had yet to return.

After waiting for about 15 minutes, the tall Tuoba Cheng strode in and sat down at the head of the table.

“Everyone, today’s meeting concerns the rearrangement of the nine sects proposed by the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect.”

Tuoba Cheng looked around and said in a deep voice, “According to the current news, the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect’s Sect Master, Zhang Cheng, has already lobbied all parties and is preparing to rearrange the nine sects of the Western Frontier.”

It was no secret.

Zhang Cheng was a Heaven Realm expert. After Tu Sunshi left, the Myriad Transformation Sage went into seclusion. Under the circumstances of Fengshou Mountain, not many people in the Western Frontier dared to offend him and the Wind Spiritual Sword Sect behind him.

“The Nine Mystic Sword Sect hasn’t been idle either.”

Seeing the solemn expressions of the people below, Tuoba Cheng chuckled and said, “We have formed an alliance with the Yuntai Dao Sect, the Tai Yi Sword Sect, and the other large sects.

“In the end, we discussed and rearranged the nine sects. Elite disciples below the age of 100 will compete.”

Elite disciples below 100 years old.

No wonder there was this meeting today.

As soon as Tuoba Cheng finished speaking, everyone in the hall looked at Han Muye.

Han Muye was the number one swordsman of the younger generation in the Western Frontier.

Han Muye sat there, his face expressionless.

The people in the hall, who had been hoping that he would say “I’ll do my best for the sect”, “I’ll definitely do my best to serve the sect”, looked at him eagerly. In the end, they could only look away.

Zhang Zhihe, who was sitting in front, looked at the young disciple in the hall and said indifferently, “Such a rearrangement of the nine sects usually happens once every hundred years.”

“It’s all based on the overall strength of the various sects.”

Zhang Zhihe’s gaze swept across everyone, his eyes shining. “Cultivators of our generation have to fight to the death when it’s time.”

As his words fell, the atmosphere in the entire hall suddenly became murderous.

For the power of the sect, they fought with their lives.

Seeing that Zhang Zhihe’s words had ignited everyone’s fighting spirit, Tuoba Cheng nodded at him in satisfaction.

Without the intention to fight to the death, how could one establish a sect?

“In the past 500 years, there have been two battles between the nine sects of the Western Frontier. In addition to the Heaven Realm Dao Discussion, there have been three battles between the elites of the younger generation. The Heaven Realm and the half-step Heaven Realm Dao Discussion.”

Tuoba Cheng looked at the young juniors in the hall and said, “Don’t think that the sect is using the lives of you juniors to gain the status of one of the Nine Sects.

“This is a rare opportunity for you.”

“Being able to compete with the Western Frontier’s peers can allow you to quickly gain experience.”

It was not good to just focus on cultivation.

Only by constantly training and improving his mental state cultivation and combat experience could he have a chance to become a true expert.

Tuoba Cheng was still encouraging those young people. Han Muye was already a little bored and looked around.

He had fought against a Heaven Realm expert on the Cloud Nest Ridge and killed Daoist Myriad Transformation’s incarnation in Green Wheat Mountain. There was really no need for him to train.

However, in his opinion, it was a good opportunity for the Nine Mystic Sword Sect to compete with the younger generation.

This result was obviously the result of the competition between the various sects in the Western Frontier.

Among the various forces of the human race in the Western Frontier, there were only three Heaven Realm experts. If they wanted to compete for the Heaven Realm, the three of them would not do it.

Moreover, Daoist Myriad Transformation with the highest cultivation level was still in seclusion.

As for the battle between Golden Core cultivators, the Shangyang Demon Sect had almost no Core Formation cultivators this time. The other sects in the Western Frontier had suffered heavy losses.

Especially the Spiritual Dao Sect, Tai Yi Sword Sect, and Nine Mystic Sword Sect. Several Core Formation cultivators and half-step Heaven Realm experts had died.

In this way, no sect was willing to compete with Golden Core.

In that case, he could only be compared to the elites of the younger generation.

Although Han Muye had risen up among the juniors of the Nine Mystic Sword Sect, he had also suffered huge losses.

Tang Chi had died, Li Three had left, and Song Nine, Lu Ten, and the others had also died there.

Compared to the Nine Mystic Sword School, there were many juniors from the various sects who could take out a fight.

In the hall, the junior disciples of the Nine Mystic Sword School were all motivated by Tuoba Cheng and wished they could fight now.