I Just Want To Destroy The Sect, But How Did I Become A God Against All Odds
Chapter 112: Is that it? All show and no substance!

The banquet went quite pleasantly overall.

Although the Ouyang Family and the Hundred Refinements Valley have had their grudges for hundreds of years, and the Hundred Refinements Valley specifically came this time to step on the Ouyang Family, the Ouyang siblings have a good mindset.

By the time the sixth pork knuckle was downed, Ouyang Ming had completely vented his frustration.

Chu Xinghe commented, "Ouyang Ming, aren't you planning to say a few harsh words to the Hundred Refinements Valley?"

"Don't worry, Senior Brother Xinghe, I'm not the kind of narrow-minded person... hic... I won't bother with the Hundred Refinements Valley... hic..." Ouyang Ming said, burping as he downed four more bowls of cold noodles.

Damn it, was I asking if you were broad-minded?

And how do you have the nerve to say you're broad-minded here?

I wanted you to go up and say something harsh, so when you get stepped on tomorrow, it would be more dramatic, okay?

As it turns out, Ouyang Ming isn't good at saying harsh words. When it comes to that, Ouyang Ling is the true master, and the only one who can surpass her is a drunk Ouyang Ling.

"The Hundred Refinements Valley is despicable and shameless... I, Ouyang Ling, will make you understand what it means to be truly number one in the world!"

"Don't leave, you little brats from the Hundred Refinements Valley. I just did the math, and by seniority, you all have to call me Great Ancestor Grandma..."

"Brothers, don't hold me back. I want to show the traitors of the Hundred Refinements Valley that even if they study for a lifetime, they won't learn a bit of my Spirit Infusion technique!"

Ouyang Ling was carried away.

Who let Junior Sister Ouyang drink so much? Saying so many harsh words at the drop of a hat, won't she be rubbed into the ground by the Hundred Refinements Valley a thousand times tomorrow... hehe...

Even though Ouyang Ling, the Great Ancestor Grandma, went on a drunken rampage midway through the banquet, it still ended pleasantly.

As for Ouyang Ling's words... who would care about the ramblings of a drunk girl who can't even find her mouth?

Chu Xinghe personally escorted Ouyang Ling back to the Artifact Refining Palace. A group of Ouyang Family disciples were disappointed to see Ouyang Ling being carried back, cursing and swearing after getting drunk.

Sister Ouyang, how could you be so foolish!

How could you just focus on cursing the Hundred Refinements Valley and forget to pack the leftovers?

Whether you curse the Hundred Refinements Valley or not, it's all the same, but packing leftovers is the real deal!

After settling Ouyang Ling, Chu Xinghe returned to the Medicine King Palace, only to be blocked at the door by the Great Elder.

"Xinghe, the visitors from Martial Emperor City and the Hundred Refinements Valley are not friendly this time. That Mo Kai has extraordinary cultivation, and after mastering the Peerless Overlord Sword, his combat power is astonishing. Do Mu Bai and the others have confidence?"

"They do!" Chu Xinghe nodded confidently.

After all, who doesn't have confidence? But does confidence have anything to do with the arena?

Mu Bai has been busy with alchemy lately, with no time for cultivation, so what progress can he make?

And Zheng Yu said that Mo Kai is not only exceptionally talented but also incredibly diligent, wishing he could cultivate thirteen hours in a twelve-hour day.

With such a hardworking person, wouldn't defeating Mu Bai be easy and enjoyable? So what's the use of confidence?

"And what about the Ouyang Family? The grudge between the Hundred Refinements Valley and the Ouyang Family is well-known. In the past, when the Ouyang Family was in decline and oppressed by the Hundred Refinements Valley, it was understandable. But now that they've joined our Grand Sky Sect, if they're crushed again, it won't just be the Ouyang Family losing face; our Grand Sky Sect's reputation will also be tarnished."

The Great Elder made a valid point.

The grudge between the Ouyang Family and the Hundred Refinements Valley is one thing, but the Grand Sky Sect's previous cancellation of cooperation with the Hundred Refinements Valley and turning to the Ouyang Family caused quite a stir.

If the Hundred Refinements Valley visits this time and the Ouyang Family is utterly defeated, what will outsiders say?

The various sects' gossip departments would be thrilled!

The Grand Sky Sect chose the Ouyang Family, invested immense resources, and ended up being thrashed by the Hundred Refinements Valley. Wouldn't that imply the Grand Sky Sect was blind?

But now that the Great Elder asked, Chu Xinghe definitely couldn't say, "Don't worry, Great Elder, you'll soon see the Hundred Refinements Valley rubbing the Ouyang Family into the ground."

If he really said that, given the Great Elder's nature, he might not poison the Hundred Refinements Valley, but he could certainly come up with a reason to foil their plans.

So after thinking it over, Chu Xinghe said, "Great Elder, you heard what Junior Sister Ouyang said. I've received news that she's made a breakthrough recently. She's told me several times that she has a surprise for me, so we should trust her!"

Seeing Chu Xinghe's serious expression, the Great Elder nodded slightly. Since Xinghe expressed trust in Ouyang Ling, the Great Elder thought Xinghe made a good point!

After sending off the Great Elder, Chu Xinghe finally breathed a sigh of relief.

With Martial Emperor City and the Hundred Refinements Valley, if they were to suffer a wild double defeat this time, wouldn't that ruin the sect's reputation?

Humming "Congratulations on Getting Rich," Chu Xinghe had a sweet dream that night.

Over the next two days, Chu Xinghe took Zheng Yu and Mo Kai around the Grand Sky Sect for a stroll, frequently mentioning the recruitment of disciples in Grand Sky City.

Zheng Yu seemed fine, but it was clear that the expressions of the three were somewhat out of control.

After all, the story of the three being expelled by Chu Xinghe from Grand Sky City was known to the world. Now, damn it, why do you keep bringing it up again and again?

Are you deliberately mocking us?

Great... the anger level is maxed out. If it weren't for Zheng Yu, these three would probably want to stab him right now.

Finally, under the watchful eyes of many, this year's martial arts competition between the disciples of Martial Emperor City and the Grand Sky Sect began.

The procedure wasn't much different from last year. The Sect Master and Cheng Xiaotian sat high in the main seats, watching the disciples compete.

The Great Elder presided over the entire competition, and the martial arts training ground was packed.

However, the difference this year was Zheng Yu and Chu Xinghe.

Although they didn't need to compete on stage, they were each chosen as the person in charge of the disciples' competition.

Zheng Yu was in charge of the three, while Chu Xinghe was responsible for the disciples from Muyue Nation.

It was obvious to anyone that both sides had their own agendas.

Last year, Zheng Yu was defeated by Chu Xinghe with one sword, and although Cheng Xiaotian verbally admitted defeat, he couldn't sleep thinking about it.

This year's arrangement seemed like a competition between the disciples of both sides, but it was actually a covert contest between Chu Xinghe and Zheng Yu.

The two were the players in this competition, and the disciples participating were their pawns and trump cards.

"Three junior brothers, I don't need to say much. Today's competition not only concerns the sect's reputation but also your futures. If you win today, you can proudly tell the world that the Grand Sky Sect's decision not to choose us was their loss, not because we weren't excellent enough!"

Zheng Yu knew how to stir up resentment. His words made the three's eyes almost bleed, and their fighting spirit soared to 120%.

On the other side, in Muyue Nation.

"Junior brothers, Martial Emperor City has come from afar, and as members of the Grand Sky Sect, we should understand the virtue of humility. So for the first match, Xiaoqi, you're up!"

Chu Xinghe pointed to the weakest among the Muyue Nation disciples, Mu Xiaoqi.

"Huh?" Mu Xiaoqi looked confused.

Among the three hundred disciples from Muyue Nation, Mu Xiaoqi had the weakest cultivation. Although he was very talented, he had a lazy personality, so he was often criticized for not being diligent enough.

At this moment, no one expected Chu Xinghe to appoint Mu Xiaoqi as the first to go on stage.

Mu Bai looked seriously at Mu Xiaoqi, and the other disciples from Muyue Nation also turned their gaze to him.

Mu Xiaoqi's eyes turned red!

Does Senior Brother Xinghe really value me this much?

I always thought Senior Brother Xinghe valued Senior Brother Mu Bai the most and didn't pay attention to me. But now, for such an important first match, he let me, Mu Xiaoqi, go on stage. Is Senior Brother Xinghe telling me, Mu Xiaoqi, that he's always been watching me closely, and I must work hard!

With a solemn expression, Mu Xiaoqi stepped out from among the three hundred disciples of Muyue Nation. Faced with Senior Brother Xinghe's trust, Mu Xiaoqi silently vowed to give his all!

He would not disappoint Senior Brother Xinghe's high expectations.

The first to go on stage from Martial Emperor City was Shen Hui, ranked third among the three. Chu Xinghe had seen his data before; he was a Chosen among Chosen.

It was said that after joining Martial Emperor City, he received special training and was one of the most outstanding disciples of this generation. Rumor had it that Shen Hui's abilities could absolutely crush the disciples of Muyue Nation, and Chu Xinghe had specifically chosen Mu Xiaoqi, the weakest among the Muyue Nation disciples, to face him.

This match was surely in the bag!

Shen Hui, don't let Senior Brother Xinghe down.

Soon, both sides took the stage. When they saw that Mu Xiaoqi was the one representing their side, the martial arts training ground was in an uproar.

"Why did Senior Brother Xinghe let Mu Xiaoqi compete?"

"Isn't Mu Xiaoqi the weakest among this batch of Muyue Nation disciples?"

"What do you know? Senior Brother Xinghe must have his reasons!"

"Exactly... Didn't Senior Sister Wan Lin lose the first match last year? As they say, losing first doesn't count as losing, and winning first doesn't count as winning. Senior Brother Xinghe is giving Martial Emperor City face."

"That's right! Senior Brother Xinghe is virtuous, afraid that if we win all three matches, Martial Emperor City would lose face, so he deliberately followed Senior Sister Wan Lin's strategy from last year, starting with a loss and then winning the next two matches to catch Martial Emperor City off guard!"

Whether Martial Emperor City would be caught off guard was unknown, but Wan Lin in the stands was truly caught off guard.

Why do you have to bring me up in your discussions?

I was defeated in seconds last year... but if you bring that Xiao Ling girl over, believe me, I can beat her without a stick!

Even the Great Elder was slightly surprised to see Mu Xiaoqi as the first to compete, but he had no objections. In the Great Elder's view, since Xinghe chose Mu Xiaoqi, he must have his reasons.

Soon, on the stage, both sides were ready. With the Great Elder's command, the first match of the competition began.

Shen Hui's hand glowed with a green light, and a green long knife appeared. With the knife in hand, Shen Hui charged directly at Mu Xiaoqi.

Countless green lights flickered around Shen Hui, forming hundreds of green vines centered on him. The vines spread wildly, surrounding Mu Xiaoqi from all directions in an instant.

Seeing the vines closing in, Mu Xiaoqi seemed completely stunned!

Seeing Mu Xiaoqi's reaction, Chu Xinghe's "Congratulations on Getting Rich" played automatically in his mind.

Junior Brother Xiaoqi! That's the rhythm! Being stunned and defeated in one move by the opponent is exactly what I want!

But just as Chu Xinghe was pondering whether Mu Xiaoqi would be wrapped up like a dumpling by the vines or be slashed away by Shen Hui, Mu Xiaoqi suddenly moved!

Without any excessive movements, a green light burst from him, and this sudden green light reflected on the surrounding vines. In an instant, the vines that were about to wrap around Mu Xiaoqi suddenly froze.

The vines seemed to be controlled by some special force. Before anyone could figure out what was happening, a golden light flashed in Mu Xiaoqi's hand, and a massive golden blade light tore all the vines apart. As the vines shattered, the blade light continued forward.

Shen Hui, hiding behind the vines, never expected the sudden blade light to be so fierce. He was instantly struck by it, spewing blood as he was knocked off the stage.

Mu Xiaoqi still looked bewildered as he watched Shen Hui fly out. After a long while, he slowly spoke, "Is that it? All show and no substance!"