#941 - Chapter 941 Drawing Lots

"Young friend, which peak are you a disciple of? We have already apologized and made amends. Why are you resorting to violence?" Ye Kong said, stepping in front of Mu Qianqian and addressing the Zhudan Sect disciple.

"Heh~ I am Jiang Wen, a disciple of the Zhudan Sect. And who do you think you are, nosy parker?" The disciple named Jiang Wen glanced at Ye Kong.

"I'm really sorry~ I was greeting my junior brother and didn't see you coming, so we bumped into each other," Mu Qianqian said, wanting to defuse the situation and avoid trouble.

Jiang Wen hadn't taken a good look at Mu Qianqian earlier, but hearing her pleasant voice, he raised his head.

The girl had rosy lips and white teeth, and her fair skin seemed delicate enough to break with a puff of air. Her eyes were as bright as stars.

Jiang Wen was mesmerized. He had never seen such a beautiful woman before. His eyes darted around, and an idea immediately formed in his mind.

"Since this junior sister is sincerely apologizing, I'll gladly accept it. But if this junior sister would also have a meal with me, then this senior brother's heart would feel much better," Jiang Wen said, moving closer to Mu Qianqian.

Ye Kong kicked Jiang Wen away, sending him crashing into a pillar.

"Ah~" Before Jiang Wen could react, he felt a sharp pain in his chest, and his back slammed into the pillar.

The other Zhudan Sect disciples hurried over to help Jiang Wen up.

"You, you actually dare to hit me! What the hell are you?" Jiang Wen blurted out.

Seeing Ye Kong and Mu Qianqian surrounded, the other Xiaoyao Peak disciples rushed over. Bai Wuchen arrived just in time to hear the other party insulting Ye Kong.

Bai Wuchen immediately teleported in front of Jiang Wen and slapped him twice before teleporting back behind Ye Kong.

"Ah~ Ah." Jiang Wen clutched his cheeks tightly.

"Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you have more people. Which peak are you from?" Jiang Wen asked, still furious while covering his cheeks.

"Listen up, we are from Xiaoyao Peak," Ye Kong said directly.

"Xiaoyao Peak? Xiaoyao Peak? Never heard of it!" The other disciples watching the scene whispered to each other.

Jiang Wen had heard others say that there was a peak that had never participated in the Xuanwu Assembly this year. It must be this Xiaoyao Peak.

"Hahahahaha, I thought you were some great sect, but it turns out you're just a small peak that didn't even dare to participate in the Xuanwu Assembly before," Jiang Wen said, suddenly feeling confident. After all, the Zhudan Sect had ranked second in the previous Xuanwu Assembly.

"Not participating in the Xuanwu Assembly doesn't mean anything. Since you look down on our Xiaoyao Peak so much, then let's meet at the Xuanwu Assembly and let you know how powerful our Xiaoyao Peak is," Feng Qingqing said, stepping forward.

"Alright, we'll see. Let's go," Jiang Wen said, leading the Zhudan Sect disciples out of the dining hall.

After the Zhudan Sect disciples left, the Xiaoyao Peak disciples continued their meal.

"They're such snobs. Just because we haven't participated in the Xuanwu Assembly, they look down on our Xiaoyao Peak. I'm definitely going to slap them in the face at this Xuanwu Assembly," Bai Wuchen said, devouring large mouthfuls of rice.

After finishing their meal, the Xinghe Sect summoned everyone to the Gathering Hall to draw the order of matches.

Upon arriving at the Gathering Hall, each sect stood in formation according to their peak.

"Hey, Senior Sister, which sects are those?" Xiaoshan asked, tilting his head and curiously asking Lin Yaoyao.

"The team on the right wearing green robes should be the Tianjian Sect. The team on the left wearing white is the Zhudan Sect," Lin Yaoyao pointed out to Xiaoshan.

"Senior Sister, I see that bad guy who caused us trouble at noon!" Xiaoshan exclaimed, spotting Jiang Wen standing in the Zhudan Sect's formation.

Xiaoshan recognized the people from Yushou Peak. At this time, Xiao Zhang led the Wudao Peak disciples to stand behind Xiaoyao Peak. Xiaoshan looked back and saw Xiao Zhang sneering.

What Xiaoshan noticed was the people behind Wudao Peak. That team of disciples wore white robes with red sleeves, making them particularly eye-catching.

"Senior Brother, which peak is that?" Xiaoshan asked curiously.

"Oh, that's the Shenqing Sect," Bai Wuchen explained to Xiaoshan.

Luo Yangtian walked out from behind and stood at the forefront, looking majestic.

"This year's Xuanwu Assembly has a very active and comprehensive participation. This seat is even more looking forward to this Xuanwu Assembly. First, everyone choose a token. This will be the device to draw the participating number plate."

The Xinghe Sect disciples carried a tray with several identical half-palm-wide tokens, and each participating disciple chose one.

The token seemed to be made of black copper, extremely light, with the Xinghe Sect's symbol on the back.

"Alright, I believe every participating disciple has received their participating token. This item must not be lost before the end of the Xuanwu Assembly. Once lost, it will be regarded as an automatic forfeiture of the competition. Now, everyone can shake the token in their hands, and a number will appear. Those with the same number will be the opponents."

After Luo Yangtian finished speaking, the participating disciples below the stage shook their tokens.

Under the action of external force, a blue vortex gradually formed on the front of the token, and numbers popped out of the blue vortex.

"Eldest Senior Sister, my number is Nine," Xiaoshan raised his number plate to show Lin Yaoyao.

"Oh, mine is Ninety," Ye Qingjun raised his number plate.

The remaining disciples drew four, twenty-five, forty-eight, five, thirty-two, seventy-eight, fifty-five, sixty-two, one hundred, one hundred and eight, fifty-two, and one hundred and thirty-two, respectively.

There were a total of one hundred and eighty participants in the Xuanwu Assembly, with each sect having twenty participants, while Xiaoyao Peak only had fourteen disciples.

"I really don't know if my opponent is strong or weak?" Ye Xiaoyao guessed, looking at his number plate.

"Yo, you're number five! What a coincidence, so am I." A familiar voice made Ye Xiaoyao look up.

"It's you! Xiao Zhang from Wudao Peak," Ye Xiaoyao had already formed a grudge with this person.

"Hahahahaha, I didn't expect it to be you either. It seems that I don't even need to use my full strength," Xiao Zhang said, as if he was sure of victory.

Ye Xiaoyao ignored Xiao Zhang's words, and Xiao Zhang didn't care.

"Heaven is really helping me," Xiao Zhang laughed and walked out of the Gathering Hall.

"You, hello." Ji Changsheng, who was looking at his number plate, heard a greeting and turned around.

A petite, but with delicate and lively features, a girl in purple was slightly raising her head to greet Ji Changsheng.

"Hello," Ji Changsheng politely clasped his fist in return.

"I'm from Lingxin Peak, my name is Tang Mengxue, and I'm also number seventy-eight!" Tang Mengxue playfully shook the number plate in her hand.