Although he had expected the gains from sweeping through Taishan Sect to be inferior to those from Southern Peak Hengshan, Ye Weiming was not the type to enjoy extravagance and waste.
In keeping with the spirit of thrift and the belief that even a mosquito's leg was still meat, after sweeping aside the Southern and Northern Peaks, Ye Weiming immediately turned toward the Taishan Sect camp on the eastern side of the stands. "Daoist Tianmen, please arrange the order in which Taishan Sect will take the stage. This young lady is waiting to sample Mount Tai's ultimate arts!"
Seeing Ye Weiming so boldly declare war directly on Tianshan Sect, Slipper One-Blade Slash in the Mount Song Sect camp could not help raising a hand to his forehead.
Only now did he finally understand why this "Sister Bao'er" had asked Zuo Lengchan to let her be the first to take the stage in the first match.
Once she got onto the arena, she had never intended to come down!
She intended to call every other contestant besides the Mount Song Sect team onto the stage and beat them up one by one.
All the sect leaders, disciple representatives, and Guest Elders from the Four Peaks—experts like those—and all the experience and cultivation that came with them...
Mine, mine, all mine!
So, in Sister Bao'er's eyes, even troublesome opponents like Linghu Chong and Yue Buqun were nothing more than walking experience and Cultivation Points?
Though he felt helpless, Slipper One-Blade Slash did not feel the slightest resentment toward Ye Weiming's monopolizing behavior.
Aside from being influenced by Ye Weiming's exquisite Tea Art, the main reason was that if those enemies had been left to him, he truly might not have been able to handle them. Some of them, he definitely could not