Chapter 61 All Are Poor
The sect competition held once every ten years has begun.
Ouyang Nana sent out invitations widely, cordially inviting heroes from all walks of life to attend.
Let’s put aside the grudge with Ye Chacha for now. If I miss the sect competition, I will have to wait another ten years for the next one. Ye Chacha is always there, but I can’t participate in the competition at any time.
All the sect disciples were recalled.
A large number of independent practitioners also came to join in the fun and see the world.
Almost all the monks on the continent are here.
The place was packed with people and very lively.
Loud.
I don’t know which idiot added Ye Chacha’s name to the invitation list.
Among the seats for the sect leader and the powerful hermit, there was a table reserved for Ye Chacha.
Jiang Jiang was also drunk.
Even when she is not in the world, her shadow can be seen everywhere.
In order not to attract attention, Jiang Jiang's face-changing technique could not be maintained for long, so she picked up a veil to cover her face and cast a barrier on the veil.
"Master, you have a place up there." Zong Zeyu slowly approached Jiang Jiang, leaned forward slightly, gently raised his palm, and carefully placed it to the corner of his lips. He lowered his voice and spoke in a volume that only the two of them could hear.
"Shh." Jiang Jiang raised his index finger, his voice soft and low, with a hint of hoarseness, which made people's heart beat faster.
Just one word seems to be brought out from the frequency of breathing, full of endless temptation.
Zong Zeyu stood there awkwardly, as if petrified.
"What plans does Master have? Disciple is willing to serve!"
Jiang Jiang rolled her eyes and thought he was up to no good. She patted Zong Zeyu on the shoulder and said, "I've registered you. Take care of yourself." Then she didn't even look at him, waved her hand and turned away.
Zong Zeyu: The big devil Ye Chacha!
Master, love me again!
The sect competition is indeed lively.
All the great masters gathered together.
According to the strength of each sect, each sect needs to select fifteen elite disciples to participate in this grand sect ability competition.
The sect that ultimately wins will be responsible for opening a mysterious realm and inviting everyone to enter for thirty days.
All of this will be decided by a fair and impartial draw.
Every sect has an equal opportunity to participate and demonstrate their strength and talent.
In this arena full of competition and opportunities, all sects and factions will go all out to compete for the supreme honor and the precious opportunity to explore secret realms.
Those who don’t want to enter the secret realm can stay and participate in the sect auction. The auction items submitted by each sect will be auctioned according to the rules of the auction house.
This is also the reason why so many independent cultivators try their best to come to the competition.
Most of the items at the auction are useless to the sect, but for independent cultivators, they will be a great supplement for their advancement.
Also, the things obtained in the secret realm opened after the competition will belong to you.
What you can get depends entirely on your own ability.
All the sect members have not arrived yet, two are missing.
The draw will be tomorrow.
The day after tomorrow.
Jiang Jiang mingled among the casual cultivators.
Wearing a veil, she spent a huge sum of money to buy a mansion nearby.
The money was Jiang Jiang's own.
Ye Chacha is really incomparably poor.
No wonder they are so poor that they have to wear clothes made of two pieces of cloth.
Really satisfied.
No matter how good your figure is, you don’t have to dress like that, right?
It turns out he was poor.
There was nothing to do these two days, so Jiang Jiang spent money to buy materials for making clothes and stayed at home to weave and embroider clothes.
This place is different from the previous two worlds. The materials for making clothes are really hard to find. The silk spit out by the fairies must be refined into silk for clothes, then woven into cloth, and then attached with powder ground from special stones to make the finished product. Finally, the cloth is covered with a barrier before a piece of clothing is considered complete.
Jiang Jiang couldn't buy cloth, so he could only purchase some silk-spinning monsters from the monks and let them spin silk day and night.
"What's that stone called? The shiny one?"
[That is not a stone, it is a monster's inner elixir, which can be purchased in the system mall. ]
If the system had eyebrows, they would be frowning at this moment.
"Oh oh."
The monster was very fast at spinning silk. In just two hours, the silk was enough to make a piece of clothing.
The clothes that Jiang Jiang was wearing were taken from the storage bags of those dead monks by Zong Zeyu, so they didn't fit well.
