Difficulties in seeking votes (Second update)

  Inside Wuyou Temple, Guo Wuxie's powers were sealed and he was still on the ground with a very pale face. Lu Wuyou was in meditation.

  After a long while, a pink mist spewed out from his mouth and nose, and three flying needles shot out from his chest. Lu Wu You's hand shook slightly as he caught them in his palm.

  "Essence-snatching incense! Life-extending needle! You've prepared these two heinous poisonous devices, excellent! Excellent! If I hadn't taken precautions against you earlier, today I would have truly fallen into your sinister plot."

  Lu Wu You didn't even glance at Guo Wu Xie, instead he seriously studied the smoke and flying needles in his hand, coldly smiling.

  Guo Wuxie smiled and said: "Now that things have come to this, I, Guo, have indeed admitted it. But I'd like to ask Palace Master Lu, how did you suspect me?"

  Lu Wuyou gave a clear answer to his question:

  "It's your bad luck that you returned when I was practicing the Supreme True Devil, which allowed me to clearly sense the killing intent hidden in your heart. That's why I was on guard against you. However, what I didn't expect was that you could actually collude with Pink Lady and Hundred Poisons Cult Master, two powerful rogue cultivators who our True Devil Palace has tried to recruit multiple times but failed. It's truly strange that you were able to obtain their treasures."

  "I naturally have my own way, well, the doubts in my heart are now resolved, just deal with it as you wish." Guo Wuyi said with a cold smile.

  "The rules of the Demon Palace are as follows: those who fail to surpass their superiors will have their souls extracted and refined!" Lu Wu You said coldly.

  Hearing this ending, Guo Wuxie had been mentally prepared for a long time, but he still trembled all over his body. He wanted to say something, but in the end, he didn't say anything.

  "Bring him in, take him away! Lock him up in the Wronged Spirits Pool first!" Lu Wu You coldly gave the order.

  Qiyun Mountain, Nan Song Peak.

  A waterfall hangs from the top of a high peak, flowing down and hitting a flat, mirror-like green stone, flying up several feet high, showing the power of this waterfall.

  However, right below the waterfall, on the bluestone, a one-armed young man was practicing his sword. In his hand was only an ordinary flying sword, yet he could wield it freely in the turbulent waters of the waterfall.

  The young man's swordsmanship grew faster and faster, and when he finally finished his move, he let out a loud shout. A powerful force shot out through the flying sword, and on top of this force, eleven clear ring-shaped patterns appeared. This force heavily collided with the falling water flow, and for a moment, the water flow was unable to fall down. The young man's body shook, his power surged, and all signs of the water disappeared.

  The young man took a step forward and was already outside the waterfall. The waterfall thundered down, splashing water droplets like scattered jade!

  "The young master's swordsmanship is becoming more and more agile." On the shore, however, there was a lovely young woman holding a handkerchief. Seeing the youth approach, she hastily came forward to wipe his forehead.

  Young man laughed: "Qí er, then you see my swordsmanship, has it improved?"

  "The young lady couldn't tell whether the swordsmanship was good or bad, but she felt that the young master's swordsmanship was wielded with ease and freedom, as if there wasn't even a waterfall." The girl thought for a moment before saying.

  "Haha, Qier is really good at talking. Since I, Lan Wenhao, lost my arm, I've been able to calm down and focus on my cultivation here. And with the help of this waterfall's power, my control over my magic has become even more precise and subtle. It's truly a blessing in disguise!" The young man laughed heartily.

  This young man was actually Lan Wenhao, who had his arm cut off by Jiang He in the Blood Feast Grand Array. Now, his cultivation has finally advanced to the 11th layer of the Refining Qi stage.

  "Lan Shixiong, there's a fellow from the Law Enforcement Squad looking for you." Just then, a Tianfeng Sect disciple shouted from afar.

  In the Tianfeng Sect, the Qi Refining stage and the Foundation Building stage are of the same generation, referred to as fellow disciples. This is also because the threshold for advancing from the Qi Refining stage to the Foundation Building stage is relatively low.

  "The law enforcement team is back, could it be my brother!" Lan Wenhao couldn't help but burst out laughing. He rushed to the woman on one side and smiled: "Qier, you go back first, I won't be able to practice sword today."

  Lan Wenhao's heart was stirred with excitement, and he immediately flew towards the direction of that young man. There, a tall and majestic man wearing dark clothes with embroidered swords stood quietly under the tree, surrounded by an extremely oppressive atmosphere.

  "Zhang Ming, has my brother come back?"

  Seeing that person was not his own brother Lan Wenjian, but his brother's good friend Zhang Ming, a small disappointment arose in Lan Wenhao's heart.

  "Wen Hao, your older brother is dead!" Zhang Ming saw the emotionally agitated Lan Wen Hao and felt a kind of inexplicable hatred in his heart, which was a very strange feeling.

  "What?! How could Big Brother be dead?!" Lan Wenhao's eyes turned black, and he felt as if half the sky had collapsed.

  "The captain said that from now on, the remaining thirteen people in our law enforcement team are all your brothers." Zhang Ming continued to speak, but Lan Wenhao had already stopped listening. In his mind, there was only one sentence: Big Brother is dead...

  Zi Yun Mountain, Qing Teng Peak. Outside Su Yun Academy, Zhou Su Yun was called out by Li Qiang.

  "Li Qiang, you're back? Where's Wen Jian?" asked Zhou Suyun with delight.

  "Sister-in-law, I'm sorry, Wen Jian's brother is dead." Li Qiang saw Zhou Suyun's smiling face, a sad emotion spread.

  "How could he be dead? He was such a powerful person, how could he be dead?" Zhou Suyun's face suddenly lost all its color, her body swayed and she fell to the ground.

  "Sister-in-law!" Li Qiang exclaimed, shouting: "Quickly come and help!"

  Purple Cloud Mountain, Green Wisteria Peak.

  Elder Li, who is in charge of the personnel dispatch of the inner door disciples, has been having a headache recently. In the past six months, under his jurisdiction, three more inner door disciples have gone missing. This time is different from the previous ones. In the previous cases where disciples went missing, someone would still send a message and they could escape on their own when there was a problem. However, this time, not even a message was sent.

  "These little rascals, for no reason at all, go missing. If they don't come back, that's it. But if they do come back, I'll definitely punish them by sending them to the Wild Maple Forest." Old Master Li said angrily.

  "Li Zhanglao, is there anyone guarding the Wild Maple Forest now? If not, I'll go to the Wild Maple Forest." Just then, a clear voice came from outside.

  Elder Li looked up and saw a strange young man walking in with big strides, the young man had a smile on his face, looking very familiar, but Elder Li's memory had never seen this person before.

  "Who are you?" asked Li Zhanglao hesitantly.

  This young man is actually a cultivator of the 12th layer of Qi Refining, and such cultivation can already participate in the once-in-a-decade Sect Disciple Dueling Conference. Could it be that some disciple has been practicing outside all along and now returns to participate in the Sect's Disciple Dueling? Elder Li thought.

  But unexpectedly, the young man smiled and said a sentence that made Li Changlao extremely surprised:

  "Old Master Li is indeed a noble person who forgets many things. I am Jiang He, three years ago, thanks to Old Master Li's care, I was sent to Ye Fenglin."

  Three years ago? It's been three years since Jiang He went missing, and no one has been sent to guard the Wild Maple Forest. Elder Li thought suspiciously, looking at Jiang He again, his face seemed somewhat familiar, could it be...

  "You're Jiang He!" Li Zhang's words tumbled out, and he suddenly stood up from his chair, unable to conceal the excitement in his heart. "Didn't you die?"

  "Thanks to Elder Li's blessings, I'm doing great. This time I've come back to participate in the Sect Disciples' Martial Arts Assembly and now I'm here to report to you, Elder Li." Jiang He said indifferently. This early-stage Foundation Establishment elder, with a combat strength of 1, wasn't worth his effort to say more.

  This Jiang He, I previously assigned him to the Wild Maple Forest, he must have had a grudge against me in his heart. If this time, at the Sect Disciples' Martial Arts Assembly, he were to obtain a good ranking and gain attention, wouldn't that mean he would be a thorn in my side afterwards? Elder Li thought to himself, and immediately made up his mind, with an expression of being impartial and fair, said:

  "You want to sign up? This is not possible for the time being. You've been missing for three years, who knows what you've been doing? Have you colluded with the Demon Gate? We must wait until we investigate clearly, if there's no problem then you can sign up."

  Jiang's heart was filled with anger. This Li Changlao, he didn't even deign to give him a glance, and yet he dared to be so presumptuous. If they had to wait until the investigation was clear before registering, it was likely that this time's sect disciple competition would also come to an end! It seemed like he should teach him a lesson.

  "When will Elder Li be able to review it clearly?" Jiang He asked casually.

  Li Zhang was thoroughly enraged by that expression, coldly laughing: "Now the entire sect is busy holding the Sect Disciples' Martial Arts Convention, of course we'll have to wait until after this convention to investigate. And in order to ensure you're not a spy sent from the Demon Gate, to guarantee the smooth progression of the martial arts convention, I will suggest that the Xing Tang disciples take control of you first!"