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Chapter 184 Yun Fuzhao is truly blessed

Yun Fuzhao, who was supervising her disciples' training, sneezed. Who was talking badly about her?

Tomorrow is the disciple selection conference. Yun Fuzhao roughly estimates that he needs to recruit at least two hundred disciples, and they must all be good prospects.

I wonder how many of them will be willing to come in, given the dragon race's influence.

The next morning.

Yun Fuzhao was awakened by the noise outside. She opened her eyes, still not fully awake, when she heard Song Ying's cheerful voice, "Senior Sister Yun, look outside the sect!"

She struggled to crawl out of bed.

As soon as she put on her clothes, Song Ying grabbed her wrist and pulled her outside.

"What's wrong?" Yun Fuzhao yawned. "Hasn't the disciple selection competition started yet?"

"Oh, you'll see when you see it."

Yun Fuzhao yawned repeatedly, "I don't want to know, I just want to sleep."

"look!"

When Yun Fuzhao looked up, he saw a large group of people standing outside the door.

Her eyelids twitched; she wasn't fully awake yet. "The Xuantian Sect has attacked again?"

“Oh no,” Song Ying said, “these are all disciples who want to join our sect. You don’t know, when I got up at dawn to practice my sword, I saw a lot of disciples coming outside.”

When the group saw Yun Fuzhao, they all stood up immediately, their voices filled with excitement.

"My God, I've seen Yun Fuzhao in person!"

"Sect Master Yun, choose me! I have dual spiritual roots!"

"Please, if I can join the Boundless Sword Sect, I am willing to observe a vegetarian diet and chant Buddhist scriptures for a month."

A chorus of voices rose and fell, and Yun Fuzhao was taken aback by everyone's enthusiasm. "Everyone, don't rush, wait for the disciple selection ceremony to begin, we haven't finished yet."

"Whether we set it up or not doesn't matter. We're all here today for the Boundless Sword Sect."

"That's right, I've traveled a long way for this day."

Although they were all there for the Boundless Sword Sect, the necessary procedures still had to be followed. Yun Fuzhao said a few more words before persuading them to go to the square, and even pulled Jiaoyu out to perform a fireball-breathing act before they left satisfied.

Yun Fuzhao planned to bring Qi Huaige and Kui along. She originally wanted to invite Que Chi as well, but considering his special status, she gave up on the idea.

As soon as she changed into her appropriate clothes and opened the door, Yun Fuzhao bumped into someone's arms.

It was hard and bumped into her nose, making it hurt.

"who……"

Before she could finish speaking, Yun Fuzhao met those dark, inky eyes.

She swallowed the rest of her words, and Yun Fuzhao swallowed hard, her heart still pounding when she saw Yu Ze after all this time.

Especially the fact that the other party remained silent.

Yu Ze stared down at her; her nose was red from the impact, and when she looked up at him, her eyes were covered with light tears.

His heart skipped a beat, and Yu Ze's eyes darkened.

"How did you come?"

Yu Ze did not reply immediately, but instead raised his hand to touch her nose.

His eyes were deep and unfathomable, revealing neither joy nor anger. Yun Fuzhao immediately felt a chill run down her spine and took a step back. "Let's talk this out. Don't resort to violence."

Her touching was not meant in any other way; it was simply touching in the literal sense.

However, Yu Ze misunderstood these words, asking, "Why?"

He remembered that she had never said this to anyone else, never asked them to keep their distance from her, so why him of all people?

Yun Fuzhao didn't react immediately. "What do you mean, why? You don't really intend to lay a hand on me, do you?"

What happened to our supposed alliance? He actually wants to kill her?!

Caught off guard by the sudden revelation of his thoughts, Yu Ze choked up, his gaze involuntarily shifting to her lips.

But he soon realized that Yun Fuzhao did not mean what he was thinking.

"No."

Yu Ze struggled for a long time but could only manage to utter these two words.

“That’s settled then,” Yun Fuzhao said as he walked out. “You’ve come at the perfect time. Come with me to the disciple selection conference.”

Yu Ze nodded and followed half a step behind her.

Thinking of something, Yun Fuzhao asked, "Do you have the Key to Destiny?"

She remembered what Gokui had said: there were ten keys to destiny in total, and the Demon Realm should have them too.

"what is that?"

Yun Fuzhao tilted her head. "You don't know?"

"do not know."

That shouldn't be possible... As the Demon Lord, how could he...?

Yun Fuzhao suddenly remembered that Yu Ze was not a pure-blooded demon, and the Key of Destiny was probably still in the hands of another demon.

"You want this?"

"It's not that I wanted to..." Yun Fuzhao couldn't explain the reason either, but it was mostly out of curiosity.

I want to know what the legendary true god looks like.

In her world, the so-called gods would be things like Nuwa and Pangu.

Yu Ze had already silently memorized the name, and would ask the demons if they knew it when he got back.

The two quickly arrived at the square, where Song Ying and the others had already set up the Wuya Sword Sect's booth.

In no time at all, the area in front of the Boundless Sword Sect was packed with disciples, so much so that the plaza couldn't even accommodate them all. In contrast, the other sects were in a sorry state.

The Boundless Sword Sect has monopolized this pool of high-quality students.

Yun Fuzhao led Yu Ze over.

"Could this be the legendary Demon Lord? Wow, is he really that handsome?"

"That brat Yun Fuzhao is so lucky, surrounded by handsome guys."

"I am willing to join the more authoritative Wuya Sword Sect."

Yu Ze looked over and met the gazes of the other two men.

They are all old acquaintances.

Yu Ze grabbed Yun Fuzhao's wrist, "Let's not go over there, let's just stand here, it's too crowded over there."

Yun Fuzhao glanced at the stall; there were only a few people, it wasn't crowded at all. However, judging from Yu Ze's disdainful expression, Yun Fuzhao guessed that he probably didn't like being too close to humans, so he agreed.

The two stood on the other side of the line.

Yu Ze subtly moved closer to her until their arms touched, only then was he satisfied.

Yu Ze was pleased, but Qi Huai was not. He immediately stood up and said to Song Ying, "I'm going to find Yun Fuzhao."

During that trip to Qingqiu, Song Ying had already understood the Fox Lord's feelings for Senior Sister Yun. Her aunt smiled and said, "Go on, go on, I'll take care of things here."

Qi Huai nodded and walked straight toward Yun Fuzhao.

Ge Kui remained calm and expressionless as he helped Song Ying write down her name.

"What are you doing standing here?" Qi Huai asked with a smile. "Don't you want to take a look at the aptitude of this year's disciples?"

Yun Fuzhao was indeed curious. After thinking for a moment, she said to Qi Huai, "Yu Ze doesn't like crowds. You can stand here and keep him company. I'll go take a look."

Yu Ze and Qi Huai: "..."

After saying that, Yun Fuzhao strode towards the stall.

Ge Kui over there seemed to have anticipated this, and had made room for her in advance. Yun Fuzhao plopped down next to him.

Goque handed her the booklet he had on hand in a good mood.

Just as Yu Ze was about to follow, Qi Huai stopped him, saying, "Aren't you afraid of people? Just stay here."

"Mind your own business."

“What do you mean by ‘trivial business’?” Qi Huai said slowly, his fox-like eyes crinkling. “This is an important matter that my fiancée entrusted to me.”