As Yu Daochen spoke, Su Lai suddenly thought of an idea: "Hey, Master Yu, if you want to revitalize the Yanhuo Sect, you can apply to host the Fengtian Assembly at the Yanhuo Sect when the next one is held."
Yu Daochen rolled his eyes: "That's easier said than done. The basic requirement to apply to host the Fengtian Assembly at one's own sect is that one must personally reach the strength of the Black List."
Although Yu Daochen said this, he was indeed contemplating how to restore the Yanhuo Sect to its former glory.
Revitalizing a sect ultimately relied on people and money.
With money, one could recruit soldiers and buy horses; the Yan Shu Sect was a living example.
Just a few years ago, the Yan Shu Sect was merely an unknown small sect.
But for some unknown reason, they managed to invite the Black List divine, Chou Tang Jun Sheng, to join the Yanhuo Sect.
It was from that time that the Yan Shu Sect began to flourish, soaring to become the top sect below the three major sects.
Su Lai's suggestion was also good. If the Fengtian Assembly could be held at the Yanhuo Sect, it would surely attract a batch of new disciples.
As long as there were people, money would not be a problem.
Then, by finding a few experts to guard the sect, the Yanhuo Sect would surely prosper within five years.
But the prerequisite was that he himself must reach the strength of the Black List.
Thinking of this, Yu Daochen shook his head helplessly again.
Indeed, strength was essential everywhere.
By the time Yu Daochen and the others arrived at the arena, a large crowd had already gathered to watch the competition.
Finding a less crowded spot, Yu Daochen looked at Zhou Fu beside him: "Little Lucky Star, what match are you in?"
Zhou Fu placed the Kang Long Jian on his lap and said, "The third match."
Yu Daochen nodded. At this pace, it should be around 1:30 PM.
Since there was only one venue, each group would compete for one day, then rest and switch to the next group. This also allowed the contestants ample time to recuperate.
"Sigh, the average level of this group is not high either. There are basically no disciples from major sects here," Zhang Xiaoqiang said, watching the battle between two disciples below.
Su Lai sighed: "Alas, this group is indeed the weakest among the four. If I had known, I wouldn't have prayed for wealth through gambling when I visited the Ten Thousand Buddha Temple."
Yu Daochen rolled his eyes: "You still have the nerve to say that."
As they were chatting happily, they saw an old man and a young man walking towards them.
Yu Daochen took a closer look and realized it was that brat who had asked for a beating earlier.
The old man and the young man arrived in front of them. The old man cupped his hands: "I am Feng Rui of the Luozhong Sect. I greet you all."
Yu Daochen looked at the two of them. Although he didn't understand what they wanted, he still cupped his hands: "My humble self is Yu Daochen of the Midnight Spirit Shop."
As soon as Yu Daochen finished introducing himself, the young man beside him grinned: "Brother Yu is now famous. I must spar with you when I have time."
As soon as the young man spoke, Da Hu and the others, including Feng Rui beside the young man, all turned to look at him.
"Holy cow, this kid is that brave?"
Yu Daochen was stunned, thinking he had misheard.
"Brother Yu?"
Qiang Zi had to call him "Master Yu" when he saw him. You, a nobody who hasn't even entered the Earth List, dare to be on equal footing with me.
"Alright, I must spar with you properly when I have time." Yu Daochen revealed a kind smile.
Da Hu and the others, along with Feng Rui, knew that Yu Daochen's kind smile was not a good omen.
Feng Rui glared at the young man beside him and reprimanded: "Xiao Cheng, don't be rude."
The young man beside him was indifferent, thinking that the elder was merely giving him a polite reminder. He turned and left, leaving behind a sentence: "I won't hold back on the arena later."
Watching the young man leave with such swagger, Yu Daochen was bewildered.
Is this arrogance?
This is clearly stupidity!!
Feng Rui cupped his hands awkwardly: "Master Yu, this junior who has just entered the martial world has such a temper. He doesn't know the immensity of heaven and earth. Please bear with him."
Yu Daochen waved his hand, looking amiable: "It's nothing, it's nothing. I was also this age once. A little backbone is inevitable. After all, I am also a very impulsive person. If something bad happens, it would be quite normal."
Yu Daochen's meaning was clear.
If you don't manage your disciples properly, you will bear the consequences!
Feng Rui cupped his hands and said politely: "Thank you for the reminder, Master Yu."
Yu Daochen nodded with satisfaction, and Feng Rui then turned to leave.
After Feng Rui had gone far away, Su Lai shook his head and sighed: "I see it now. This isn't arrogance, this is stupidity."
After speaking, Su Lai looked at Zhou Fu, who had been silent beside him: "Little Fu, when it's your turn to compete, use the skills I taught you to kill this brat. Don't embarrass me."
Zhang Xiaoqiang also nodded in agreement: "Yes, kill this brat. It's annoying to see someone like that win."
Da Hu coughed dryly: "Someone like this really deserves a good beating. Otherwise, when he enters the martial world, he won't even know how he died."
Yu Daochen looked speechless: "Little Lucky Star, don't listen to their nonsense. Just do your best later."
Zhou Fu nodded obediently: "Understood, Sect Leader."