"The Swordcloud Conference will be held soon. Every major sect will send members of its younger generation, and they strongly urge all disciples of the Demon-Slaying Sect to participate."
Xiao Qinghe: "..."
In a world of immortal cultivation, couldn't they come up with something fresh besides fighting?
If they had phones to play with, none of them would have this much time on their hands.
"The last Heroes' Conference ended prematurely, and every major sect suffered heavy losses. Why aren't they recuperating instead of holding another martial tournament?"
"The Swordcloud Conference is being held precisely because the Heroes' Conference ended prematurely. This time, the venue will no longer be the Nine Ridges and Eighteen Peaks, nor will victory be decided by hunting down members of the Demon Clan and collecting Spirit Pills. Instead, disciples from the major sects will compete directly against one another."
Ouyang Chong paused, his gaze drifting almost imperceptibly toward Bai Yuqing as his voice deepened.
"At the Heroes' Conference, you rose to the top of the rankings, collecting far more Spirit Pills than anyone else. The major sects are very curious about this. Is there anything you'd like to explain?"
He looked at Bai Yuqing.
Bai Yuqing narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the real Xiao Qinghe.
Xiao Qinghe maintained his aloof, untouchable demeanor, cold sweat running down his back.
How would I dare say anything?
Ouyang Chong continued, "During the Heroes' Conference, the Human-Faced Ghost King appeared and released countless members of the Demon Clan, turning the Nine Ridges and Eighteen Peaks into a living hell. The major sects suffered countless casualties. Then the Human-Faced Ghost King suddenly vanished without a trace. The major sects have never stopped investigating, and they have sworn to tear him to pieces to bring peace to the souls