After the two women left, Mo Tianxiao was more than happy to enjoy the peace and quiet.
The Jade Pool Heavenly Palace brought quite a few people this time, at least several hundred disciples, making the Demon Sect unexpectedly lively these past few days.
Those guys who usually only knew how to bury their heads in cultivation also came out of seclusion one after another to watch the fun. Some even wanted to show off their skills in the exchange meet, attempting to attract the attention of the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace disciples.
The exchange meet was exactly as Mo Tianxiao had expected: both factions would exchange pleasantries and flatter each other, followed by sparring matches between their disciples.
The next day, the sparring exchange between the Demon Sect and Jade Pool Heavenly Palace disciples officially began.
The Demon Sect's Dao Discussion Arena was an inverted triangular piece of black iron suspended in mid-air, towering into the clouds. From the ground, only half of the irregular cone could be seen, anchored by several thick black iron chains.
It was a battlefield specially built by the Demon Sect for its disciples, sturdy enough to withstand duels between Void Refinement Realm cultivators.
This time, the sparring with the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace disciples would be held on this Dao Discussion Arena.
Around the arena, a dense crowd of disciples formed a circle. From Qi Condensation Realm cultivators to Saint Realm elders, almost everyone who had free time showed up to join the excitement.
Except for the Qi Condensation cultivators who gathered on a similarly suspended stepped platform to watch, the rest of the cultivators either rode their swords or stood on thin air.
"We are delighted that the disciples of the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace could come here to exchange pointers with our sect's disciples. Fists and feet have no eyes, and injuries are inevitable during sparring. I hope all disciples will exercise restraint and not escalate this into life-and-death duels."
The Demon Sect's Great Elder, Gu Changsheng, was speaking, instructing the disciples of both sides.
On the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace's side, the leading elder also spoke up to inform their hundreds of disciples, "Friendship first, sparring second. Do not harm the harmony between our two sects."
Although the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace and the Demon Sect had not interacted much before this, since their Palace Master felt that the Demon Sect was worth befriending, they naturally had to cooperate.
Yue Liuli and Su Muyao sat in their respective chairs suspended in mid-air, watching the exchange meet alongside the many elders.
Yue Liuli's calm gaze swept across the area, finding Mo Tianxiao hiding behind the crowd among the many disciples, with only his head popping out.
As the Eldest Senior Brother of the sect, instead of standing at the front to lead the team, he ran to the back of the crowd to hide and watch the show?
What kind of nonsense was this guy up to now?
At this moment, Mo Tianxiao still didn't know that his behavior had already been noticed by his good master. He only hoped that this exchange meet would pass peacefully and uneventfully.
If the Great Elder hadn't required all disciples currently in the sect to come and watch, he really wouldn't have wanted to be here.
Considering that the Great Elder was a kind person and a Saint Realm expert, he couldn't just disrespect him.
"Eldest Senior Brother? What are you doing hiding here?"
The surrounding disciples looked surprised when they saw Mo Tianxiao mingling among them.
"Senior Sister Nangong is standing next to the Sect Master, why are you with us?"
"I just like watching it with you guys, is that a problem?"
Mo Tianxiao kept a straight face and glared at them.
Why would he go to such a conspicuous place? What if he was challenged by someone from the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace?
Furthermore, his right eyelid had been twitching all day. He had a nagging feeling that something bad was going to happen, so it was better to be careful.
"Eldest Senior Brother, you really are..."
Hearing Mo Tianxiao's words, the surrounding disciples were all moved. They hadn't expected their Eldest Senior Brother to still feel so approachable at a time like this.
This was truly a good senior brother to his junior brothers and sisters.
[Establishing an amiable image, consistent with villainous behavior, Villain Points +314!]
Hearing the notification sound in his mind, the corner of Mo Tianxiao's mouth twitched slightly. When did he establish an image again? If this system wanted to give him Villain Points, it could just give them directly; why bother finding these excuses?
"Then, the exchange meet between our two sects will now begin. The Jade Pool Heavenly Palace may send out disciples at will, and the Demon Sect disciples who take the stage to meet the challenge must match their opponent's cultivation level."
Great Elder Gu Changsheng spoke for about ten minutes before finally announcing the start of the exchange meet.
Since the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace only brought a few hundred people, they would send out their disciples, and then the Demon Sect would take the stage to accept the challenge.
"Jade Pool Heavenly Palace, Xiao Yu'er, Eighth Stage of Foundation Establishment, please enlighten me, senior brothers and sisters of the Demon Sect."
Soon, someone from the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace jumped onto the Dao Discussion Arena and cupped her hands toward the Demon Sect disciples.
Seeing this, a Demon Sect disciple who had long been eager to show off his skills rode his sword onto the Dao Discussion Arena, cupping his fists as he said:
"Nether Demon Sect, Wang Zhan, Eighth Stage of Foundation Establishment, please enlighten me!"
The exchange meet officially began. After the two disciples nodded to each other, they commenced their duel.
Mo Tianxiao pulled out a handful of spirit sunflower seeds, cracking them between his teeth while watching the action on the Dao Discussion Arena.
The sparring had just started. Currently, those taking the stage were all Foundation Establishment and Golden Core realm cultivators, with an occasional Nascent Soul cultivator making an appearance.
Judging by this posture, he guessed that the hundreds of people from the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace would probably take the stage one by one.
Would that crazy woman Su Muxue also take the stage?
But it didn't matter. She was already a Profound Comprehension Realm cultivator, while he was merely at the peak of the Soul Formation Realm. Since their cultivation levels didn't match, he had a valid reason not to fight.
"Go get 'em, Old Wang!"
"Come down quickly, Old Wang, you can't beat the fairy sister!"
"Old Wang, don't you like other people's Dao companions? Why did you go up to fight?"
The Demon Sect disciples were very active. If a Demon Sect cultivator lost their sparring match, they would be mercilessly mocked; but if they won, they would be scolded for not knowing how to go easy on the fairies, and told it served them right that they couldn't find a Dao companion.
In any case, whether the Demon Sect disciples won or lost, they would be ridiculed by their fellow sect members. Of course, this only applied to male cultivators. After all, everyone was familiar with each other, so making jokes was perfectly normal.
"Don't spout nonsense, I never said such a thing!"
On the Dao Discussion Arena, Wang Mengde's face flushed red as he loudly retorted.
To have such a thing said in front of so many cultivators, and with the elders and Sect Master present, he just wanted to find a hole to crawl into right now.
Even the female cultivator fighting opposite him looked at him with a strange gaze upon hearing those words, making him feel even more embarrassed.
"Fellow Daoist, make your move!"
Wang Mengde couldn't bear the mocking gazes of the crowd, but he didn't dare to just leave, so he could only bite the bullet and spar with his opponent.
In the end, due to his poor state of mind, he narrowly lost by a single move.
"This guy is not bad."
Mo Tianxiao didn't think there was anything wrong with the other party's Cao Cao-like tendencies; he merely felt that the guy was a moldable talent.
To be able to finish the match under the ridicule of so many people and the pressure of the big shots' gazes showed that his psychological endurance was quite strong.
As time passed, three days quickly went by. This exchange meet had continued without interruption, and almost everyone from the Jade Pool Heavenly Palace had taken the stage at least once.
"It's finally going to end..."
Mo Tianxiao sighed as he watched the two Third Stage Profound Comprehension Realm cultivators on the arena decide a victor.
The Jade Pool Heavenly Palace truly lived up to its reputation as a fellow top-tier faction; every disciple's strength was quite solid. In this exchange, he calculated that the Demon Sect disciples had won fewer matches.
Of course, it wasn't that the Demon Sect disciples were weak, but rather that many of a demonic cultivator's methods were too brutal and insidious to be suitable for such an occasion.
Just as Mo Tianxiao was waiting for the elder to announce the conclusion of the exchange gathering, a figure once again stepped onto the Dao Discussion Arena.
"Fellow Daoist Mo! Care to come down and exchange a few pointers?"
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ing gift was a patch of barren land, and disciples were all picked up along the way. He spent fifty years diligently building three "ramshackle little sects," thinking he could finally live a carefree life relying on his disciples. But right at the fifty-year mark, he was suddenly swept away by a spatial rift and exiled to the Chaos Desolation, the Disorderly Ruins. There was no spiritual energy there, only slaughter. Relying on the cultivation feedback from his disciples, Gu Changyuan hacked his way through a sea of blood for eleven hundred years. When the system finally fished him back out, he discovered the ramshackle little sects he'd built back then had developed a rather... unusual style. Hold on... I vanished for a thousand years, so how did my ramshackle little sects become holy lands?!
