Not Long, Just a Little Over a Month...

No one knows what Liu Bo has been through these past few days...

Only the broken spiked club tells everyone just how hard Liu Bo tried!

As the saying goes, hard work pays off!

Despite Liu Bo's attempts to "persuade" him with fists and sticks, Liu Bo still managed to do it!

When the Grand Elder opened the envelope, even in front of everyone in the entire Vast Heaven Holy Land, he couldn't help but give Liu Bo a thumbs up!

It was done!

Liu Bo, the Fathead Fish, did it!

Fathead Fish Liu Bo has completed the most difficult mission in the history of Vast Heaven Holy Land...

What? This disciple did such a difficult task today! That disciple almost died today...

At this moment, the Grand Elder only wanted to ask: Who could compare to Liu Bo in this battle?

Even Xinghe was overshadowed by Liu Bo's performance at this moment!

You tell me, no matter how incredible Xinghe's actions may be, can they be as incredible as Liu Bo's?

Even with his Xinghe Star Divination Art activated, could Xinghe defeat the Holy Son Chu Cheng?

But this time, Liu Bo did it!

The Fathead Fish that Half a Move Ahead of Heaven truly lives up to its name!

"This year's Best Disciple... Chu Xinghe! Unanimous vote!!"

The moment the Grand Elder shouted out "unanimous vote," everyone in the entire Vast Heaven Holy Land froze in place, including Chu Xinghe himself!

Everyone's eyes turned to Liu Bo, including Chu Xinghe.

At this moment, Liu Bo, the chief disciple of the outer sect, who was only ranked below the only permanent low-level outer disciple, was the most dazzling guy in the entire room!

Even Chu Xinghe couldn't help but exclaim, "Junior Brother Liu Bo is truly a genius... This Best Disciple award shouldn't go to me Chu Xinghe; Junior Brother Liu Bo is the real winner of the year!"

Half a Move Ahead of Heaven Brother Liu Bo has truly outmaneuvered fate by persuading Holy Son Chu Cheng to vote for me, Chu Xinghe!

After a minute-long silence, the entire audience erupted in wild cheers!

Congratulations, Senior Brother Xinghe!

"Senior Brother Xinghe has gotten his wish!"

"Senior Brother Xinghe is awesome!"

"Junior Brother Liu Bo is too strong!"

"Junior Brother Liu Bo is invincible!"

"How did Junior Brother Liu Bo manage that?"

Goodness, right now there are even more people congratulating Liu Bo than Chu Xinghe...

Those who know the truth would think Chu Xinghe is the best disciple, but those who don't might think the two are tied...

But at this moment, no one felt that Liu Bo had stolen the limelight from Senior Brother Xinghe, because even if Senior Brother Xinghe came in person, he would have to admit that Liu Bo was awesome!

Liu Bo returned each of their congratulations with a clasped-fist salute, thanking them for their congratulations...

Under the watchful eyes of countless people, Chu Xinghe went on stage to accept the award. When giving his acceptance speech, Chu Xinghe first thanked his junior brother Liu Bo, and then thanked the big shots of the Vast Heaven Holy Land and his fellow disciples. Even the Grand Elder thought that there was nothing wrong with the order of Xinghe's thanks!

Without your junior brother Liu Bo's support, getting a unanimous vote would have been too difficult!

After Chu Xinghe received his award and stepped down from the stage, the Grand Elder took the envelope again, opened it, and found it contained the name of the most hated person in the Vast Heaven Holy Land that year.

But the moment the ticket was opened, the Grand Elder only glanced at it before he froze on the spot!

Then, under everyone's gaze, the Grand Elder spoke, "The most hated disciple of the year... Chu Cheng..."

Just as everyone was wondering why the Grand Elder was acting this way, he spoke again, "Chu Xinghe... one vote!"

The entire audience. "?????????"

Good heavens, with Chu Xinghe's departure, the entire Vast Heaven Holy Land fell into a deathly silence...

In the midst of this silence, Ma Liang retrieved the vote he had cast for Senior Brother Xinghe from the ballot box!

The ticket bears Chu Xinghe's name written in blood... but besides Chu Xinghe's name, there is also the name of the Holy Son Chu Cheng, signed in blood below!

Real-name registration... This is real-name voting!

The entire Vast Heaven Holy Land was shocked to see this blood-stained, real-name ticket!

Holy Son Chu Cheng will always be Holy Son Chu Cheng... Just when you thought he had given in, just when you thought he had chosen to vote for Chu Xinghe, little did you know that Holy Son Chu Cheng had given everyone in the Vast Heaven Holy Land a resounding slap in the face in this way.

And isn't it a bit too outrageous of you to suddenly implement a real-name registration system?

The Vast Heaven Holy Land's voting doesn't require real-name registration, yet you voted for Chu Xinghe, the person you hate most, and even chose to register with your real name. Is that really voting?

Is this not a case of one person provoking the entire Vast Heaven Holy Land?

Liu Bo stared blankly at the real-name ticket, Liu Bo eyes welling up with tears!

Liu Bo said, "I thought I had won... but at this moment I realized that Holy Son Chu Cheng will always be the one and only Holy Son Chu Cheng... He used this method to tell me, Liu Bo, that he is truly ruthless!"

The Grand Elder remained silent on the stage for a full three minutes...

This time, however, the Grand Elder did not choose to lose his temper on the spot. Even though he was furious inside, he still managed to remain calm and composed.

What? Our Vast Heaven Holy Land can't just expel our Holy Son from the sect over a mere disagreement, can it?

"Elder, Liu Bo has caught a cold and is afraid he will be unable to attend the upcoming banquet. He wishes to return to the outer sect to rest. I hope the Elder will grant him permission!"

Liu Bo spoke with a resolute expression!

But Liu Bo, what's your cultivation level? Isn't it a bit far-fetched to say you just caught a cold?

Even if the cold was severe, if you just caught a cold and went home to rest, why did you go to Ouyang Ming and get the spiked club?

The Grand Elder immediately agreed to Liu Bo's request and arranged for a group of outer disciples to "escort" Liu Bo back. For their safety on the journey, the Grand Elder specifically instructed each of Liu Bo disciples to carry three to five hundred spiked clubs for self-defense...

What the heck? It's one thing for others to use it for self-defense, but why is Liu Bo also carrying a spiked club, and a repaired and reinforced one at that?

The elder stated that the spiked club has the effect of relaxing muscles and tendons, and is extremely useful in treating colds caused by wind.

Therefore, Liu Bo carried the spiked club mainly to treat his cold!

And so, Liu Bo, who had caught a slight cold, led more than two hundred of his outer sect disciples back to the outer sect for treatment...

Outside the gate, in the small wooden house, Chu Cheng, covered in bandages, lay on the bed with a smile on his face!

"Xinghe, you Xinghe dog... You think you're so infallible... You've tricked me twice in a row. This year, I voted for you just like everyone else. I'm asking you, how can you trick me this time! Even if you want to frame me, Chu Cheng, and vote for me, it won't work, because my Chu Cheng is unique and registered under my real name!"

"I, Chu Cheng, voted using my real name. I'm asking you, who can harm me this time...?"

Before Chu Cheng could finish speaking, the door to the cabin was kicked open, and the next second, Fathead Fish, who was feeling a bit cold, walked in from outside. In Fathead Fish's hand was the real-name ticket!

Liu Bo: "This ticket... is it yours?"

Chu Cheng: "That's right! I remain true to my name and identity, I am indeed the Holy Son!"

Liu Bo: "Give him... give him a good, thorough treatment for his cold!"

Chu Cheng: "???"

No one knows how long this treatment for the cold lasted; all that was known was the unusually heavy snow and wind outside...

Moreover, it's said that in the latter half of the night, to prevent the Holy Son Chu Cheng from catching a cold again after his treatment, Liu Bo Holy Son prepared several truckloads of gauze to Chu Cheng up... With such layers of wrapping, it's really difficult for the Holy Son to catch a cold again...

I don't know how well the Holy Son's cold is being treated, but the banquet went relatively smoothly.

This year's Rookie of the Year Wu Man, must have drunk a lot of alcohol. He accepted all the congratulations from his fellow apprentices without hesitation...

When the wine flowed freely, Wu Man even went on stage to perform a gossip rap show for everyone!

Good heavens! We don't know if people in the Evil Shadow Continent familiar with the gossip surrounding it, but the people of the Vast Heaven Holy Land definitely know more about the gossip in the Evil Shadow Continent than those in the Evil Shadow Continent itself.

Wu Man proved to everyone with facts that his nickname "King of Gossip" was definitely not undeserved!

Watching the Wu Man rapping and gossiping on stage, Zang Ling wished he could devour the Wu Man alive!

They've voted... Wu Man has completely voted... without any surprises...

Look at his rap gossip show, when it got to the climax, he even did more than a dozen somersaults on stage!

Wu Man, you Wu Man... do you even know that you are an Evil Spirit?!

You just surrendered like that... Do you have any dignity left as Evil Spirit?

For a fleeting moment, even Zang Ling himself considered surrendering!

But the Zang Ling quickly put this evil thought out of his mind!

He can use Wu Man, but I, the Zang Ling, cannot!

I, the Zang Ling, still have the pride of being Evil Spirit... I still have the dignity of being Evil Spirit!

Even though our Evil Shadow Continent is now completely at a disadvantage in front of the Vast Heaven Holy Land, I, Zang Ling, will not give up. I will fight my way out for the Evil Spirits in this desperate situation!

I will show the entire Evil Shadow Continent the truth: I, the Zang Ling, am unique and chosen by Heaven!

While the Vast Heaven Holy Land was celebrating the New Year with singing and dancing, in the Evil Shadow Continent... the seven Evil Lords gathered together.

What the heck? You're asking why there are seven? Because the Strength Barbarian Evil Lord is gone... So now there are at most seven left!

"Witch Curse Evil Lord, activate the Skull of the Evil God, and sacrifice the Wu Man to buy two hundred years of time..." the White Spirit Evil Lord slowly spoke.

To be honest, the death of the Strength Barbarian Evil Lord has been a significant blow to the various factions of the Evil Spirits.

The various factions of the Evil Spirits, deeply affected by the loss, reluctantly divided up the resources of the Strength Barbarian Evil Spirits that had lost their Strength Barbarian Evil Lord...

But now, facing the pressure from the Three Continents, the White Spirit Evil Lord also senses that the Evil Shadow Continent is gradually approaching the Three Continents, and time is really running out for the Evil Shadow Continent.

But just as all the Evil Lords nodded, the Witch Curse Evil Lord spoke up, "Do you believe me if I tell you that I actually have no way to remotely control the Skull of the Evil God and force the Wu Man?"

The audience. "???"

This completely baffled the entire Evil Lords... Witch Curse Evil Lord, do you want to hear what the hell you're saying?

Didn't we agree on remote sacrifice? What the hell is this?

"Previously, it was because I left a mark on the Skull of the Evil God... This mark could kill the Wu Man, but this time, by activating the Skull of the Evil God to send the Witch Strength Barbarian Evil Lord to the Three Continents, the power of the mark has been exhausted. If we want to sacrifice the Wu Man, we must wait for the mark to slowly recover its power before we can activate it!"

"How long will it take?" The White Spirit Evil Lord frowned...

The Witch Curse Evil Lord: "It's not long... just over a month!"

The Heart-Devouring Evil Lord: "Then let's activate the mark sacrifice to the Wu Man a month from now!"

The Witch Curse Evil Lord: "One month won't do!"

Phantom Evil Lord: "Didn't I say it would take a little over a month..."

Heavenly Secrets Evil Lord: "So, exactly how much more does it cost per month?"

The Witch Curse Evil Lord: "Four thousand six hundred and eighty-two more days in a month..."

All Evil Lord: "???????????????????"