"Exactly, Senior Brother Qin Shaofeng. Why don't we turn back now? It would be bad if we ended up making fools of ourselves."
One of the disciples spoke worriedly, and Qin Shaofeng turned to glance at them.
"It's fine. You can all leave now if you wish."
Qin Shaofeng had never forced anyone to do anything, and he knew they had not properly rested in all these years.
So they might as well take some time off, lest they keep grinding themselves down every day.
The one who had spoken the loudest immediately fell silent upon hearing this.
In truth, they did not know exactly what Qin Shaofeng was capable of, but the three elders had all been exceptionally warm toward him.
In any case, they could sense that Qin Shaofeng was a very important figure.
Otherwise, why would they have allowed him to lead them all the way to the Myriad Sword Sect?
But this was practically equivalent to an inter-sect grand competition.
That left many of them feeling somewhat nervous and helpless.
While everyone was talking among themselves, the arena had already been set up, and the Myriad Sword Sect arranged for Qin Shaofeng's group to rest.
Even their accommodations were magnificently lavish. It could only be said that the people of the Myriad Sword Sect were dripping with money.
Early that morning, the Myriad Sword Sect had already arranged the rounds for this competition.
Out of more than a hundred people, only thirty could advance.
Relatively speaking, the pressure was considerable, but Qin Shaofeng did not care in the least.
To a true inter-sect grand competition, this match was merely child's play.
Before long, quite a few people signed up, only to suffer crushing defeats.
Next came the Myriad Beast Sect.
It was the contingent brought by