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Chapter 183 Reaching Cooperation

Xuantian Sect.

Today is the day of the banquet to confer the title of sect leader.

In the past, the top ten sects would have come to congratulate the investiture ceremony, and countless smaller sects would have voluntarily offered their gifts.

However, today, not to mention the top ten sects, there are hardly any small sects that have sent them gifts.

Although the Xuantian Sect suffered many casualties in that great battle, nearly half of its disciples survived, and its foundation remained intact.

Even a starved camel is bigger than a horse; they shouldn't be treated like this.

However, everyone in the Xuantian Sect knew in their hearts that their miserable state today was entirely due to Yun Fuzhao.

Her pact with the dragon race made all the sects in the cultivation world wary, fearing that getting involved with the Xuan Tian Sect would attract the hostility of the Wuya Sword Sect.

Even the Lingyue Sect, which had been allied with them in the past, did not send a single person.

Wen Yan's investiture ceremony was an unprecedentedly dismal affair.

"Junior Sister," Hou Feiyu stared at Wen Yan on the stage, "Yun Fuzhao is currently at the height of her power. With her vicious nature, she definitely won't let Xuantian Sect off the hook. We'd better leave here as soon as possible."

Yu Nian'er was naturally unwilling. "Senior brother, now that you've all been accepted into the inner sect, if you work hard, you'll soon become personal disciples. Are you sure you want to let such a good opportunity slip by?"

Hou Feiyu and other disciples who came to her from the Boundless Sword Sect all benefited from this great battle and became inner disciples of the Xuantian Sect.

This would have been unthinkable in the past. The path from registration to inner disciple required going through extremely fierce competition.

Hou Feiyu hesitated, wondering if becoming an inner disciple of the Xuantian Sect under these circumstances was really a good thing.

However, he didn't say it aloud.

Junior Sister has been bewitched by Wen Yan and refuses to leave no matter what.

Those former disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect who joined the Xuantian Sect were filled with regret.

"Damn it, I should have known better than to leave the Boundless Sword Sect, otherwise we would be disciples with ties to the Dragon Clan now."

"Who knew Yun Fuzhao was hiding so well? The little snake she contracted back then was actually a dragon. I even laughed at her back then..."

"I regret it so much! Do you think it's too late for us to go back now?"

Yu Nian'er heard every word. Her fingers, hanging by her sides, clenched tightly. She looked at the disciples, momentarily disregarding her public persona, and said, "You all came here with the intention of joining me. The Xuantian Sect has protected you for so long, and now that something has happened, you're already thinking about leaving. Do you have any conscience?"

The group of people blushed and shut their mouths after hearing what Yu Nian'er said.

One of them couldn't help but retort, "Senior sister, it's survival of the fittest. In the cultivation world, conscience is the most useless thing. Do you see Yun Fuzhao having any conscience? She harmed us former fellow disciples without the slightest bit of mercy."

As a result, she had a contract with the dragon clan, and the Qingqiu Palace of Rebirth would cover for her. She lived a more comfortable life than anyone else. "Senior sister, you're still too kind-hearted. You need to become ruthless like Yun Fuzhao to succeed."

Yu Nian'er stopped talking and turned her head to look at Wen Yan again.

Just when everyone thought the investiture ceremony would end so tragically, a group of disciples with blue faces and fangs broke through the void and arrived.

Everyone was shocked by the scene.

"This is?"

"Judging by their attire, they look a bit like demons..."

Before they could figure it out, the black-robed man leading the group cupped his hands to Wen Yan on the stage and said, "The Ghost Lord has ordered us to come and congratulate our sect leader."

He raised his hand, and the demons behind him stood scattered, each carrying a box filled with all sorts of treasures.

The number was so large that it almost rivaled the scene when Baiyan was conferred titles.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect gasped in shock.

"Ghost Clan..."

"My God, does our sect really have such a grand presence?"

"I've decided to take back what I said before. The Xuan Tian Sect is really awesome. Even the Ghost Clan sent them congratulatory gifts."

The disciples were somewhat excited.

Although the Ghost Realm doesn't have a good reputation among the Six Realms, no one dares to question their strength. Even though they are the only race that is on par with the Demon Realm.

Yu Nian'er's eyes lit up, and she smiled for the first time that day.

She knew she wouldn't make the wrong choice.

Wen Yan laughed as well, "Please thank the Ghost King for me."

"Sect Master, you're too kind."

The leader cupped his hands in greeting, saying, "After the investiture ceremony, the Ghost King has something to say to you and Miss Yu."

"I see."

Hou Feiyu approached Yu Nian'er, "Junior Sister, do you know what the Ghost Lord wants with you?"

Yu Nian'er didn't even look at him. "It's probably about discussing cooperation."

"What? Our sect is actually going to cooperate with the Ghost Realm?"

“Yes,” Yu Nian’er said with a smile, “Didn’t you see that they all came to give gifts to Brother Wen Yan today?”

"It seems I was short-sighted after all," Hou Feiyu praised. "Junior Sister can't make mistakes."

Yu Nian'er did not respond.

She and Wen Yan on the stage locked eyes, their gazes lingering and tender.

After the investiture ceremony concluded, the two went to the main hall together, where the Ghost King had been waiting for a long time.

He wore a gilded black robe and a silver mask, exuding an outstanding and imposing aura.

"Sorry, we're late."

“It’s alright,” Que Yu said, raising his hand. “Please, both of you, have a seat.”

Wen Yan asked, "What does the Ghost King wish to say to us?"

"I have come to discuss cooperation with the Xuantian Sect. I have already discussed this matter with the former sect leader."

Yu Nian'er and Wen Yan exchanged a glance, both seeing a smile in each other's eyes.

"It is our honor that the Ghost Lord is willing to cooperate with our Xuantian Sect."

Yu Nian'er: "What about number two?"

Que Yu smiled. "The second one concerns Yun Fuzhao's contract with the dragon clan."

He stood up. "We all know that if her dragon clan grows stronger, those who have a grudge against her will not have a good ending."

“The dragon race is a celestial-rank spirit beast,” Yu Nian’er said with some resentment, “Even my Azure Divine Phoenix is ​​overshadowed by it.”

"Not necessarily," Que Yu looked at her. "No matter how strong the dragon race is, it's just history. Besides, who says spirit beasts can't advance? Your Azure Divine Phoenix is ​​at the Profound rank. If you advance further, won't you be on par with her dragon race?"

Yu Nian'er's eyes lit up, "How do I advance to the next level?"

"This is a secret of the Ghost Realm. If Miss Yu trusts me, I will personally help your spirit beast advance."

"This……"

"Don't worry, Miss Yu, you can participate in the entire advancement process."

Wen Yan: "Nian'er, don't worry, the Ghost King is on our side."

Upon hearing his suggestion, Yu Nian'er immediately agreed, "Okay."

Que Yu's smile deepened. "These three... I wonder if you two know of any miracles?"

Wen Yan was taken aback. "The legendary ruins of the true god?"

“That’s right. As far as I know,” Que Yu said, turning the jade fan in his hand, “Yun Fuzhao is collecting the Key of Destiny.”