ebookland Chapter 142 Invitation
Chapter 142 Invitation
Yun Fuzhao said helplessly, "I don't have a fever, I'm telling the truth."
Dai Junde had a "I'll just watch you brag" look on his face.
She was too lazy to argue; she figured the arrival of others would prove it.
“Speaking of which,” Dai Junde said, “our celebration also needs to invite other sects, especially the top five.”
Each sect's celebration invites other sects. For a sect, the number of sects it can invite is often related to its own strength.
For example, during the previous Lingyue Sect celebration, they invited top-ranked sects such as Xuantian Sect and Wanshou Valley.
At that time, the Wuyai Sword Sect had only a few hundred members, so naturally they did not receive an invitation.
Now that they've changed their ways, they no longer need to go around asking others for help; sects are already proactively inquiring if they can participate.
"I'll leave this to you, Elder." After a long journey, Yun Fuzhao's only wish now was to lie on her chaise longue and have a good night's sleep.
Dai Junde nodded. "Other sects might come, but the Xuantian Sect... that's unlikely."
The two sects had a lot of unpleasantness over their rankings, and their relationship had always been quite delicate. They were also frequently brought up for comparison.
In terms of resource allocation, the Boundless Sword Sect is naturally no match for the Profound Heaven Sect; their only advantage lies in their disciples.
Yun Fuzhao is the most skilled among the younger generation, and he even snatched the title of "unparalleled genius" that had been pinned on Wen Yan for several years.
This greatly displeased the disciples of Xuantian Sect, who felt that Yun Fuzhao was unworthy.
The disciples of the two sects had argued about this title many times in private, and even fought several times. They had reached the point of mutual loathing.
Yun Fuzhao naturally knew how her disciples gossiped about her behind her back, and she couldn't let such a good opportunity to show off slip by. "No matter what method we have to use, we have to invite them here."
"Doesn't the Xuantian Sect always look down on our sect, saying we're second-rate? This celebration will show them our connections."
Dai Junde understood her meaning and smiled, "Alright, we must let them come."
After discussing these matters, Yun Fuzhao finally had a chance to rest, and she returned to her residence without stopping.
Lying on the soft bed, Yun Fuzhao felt incredibly happy and content.
She raised her hand, and the emerald green vines closed the open window.
She rarely used the fourth move of the Illusion Technique in battle; she mostly used it to be lazy.
It can handle everything from getting dressed and pouring water to closing windows. It's practically the perfect lazy person's gadget.
Yun Fuzhao slept straight through until the afternoon of the next day.
Sunlight streamed through the window and shone on her face. Yun Fuzhao slowly sat up, stretched, and realized that she could only sleep soundly in her own territory.
Yun Fuzhao went straight to find the five rabbits.
The rabbits, three females and two males, were only eleven or twelve years old, fair-skinned and tender, and very endearing.
Yun Fuzhao settled them in her palace, so that she could handle any problems that might arise.
They are distinguished guests of the Boundless Sword Sect, so we must be careful.
Although the Wan'er Rabbit Clan doesn't hold a high position in the demon realm, they are still demons. If these little rabbits were to encounter problems in her territory, how could she expect other demons to trust them?
"My goodness, they look so cute when they eat!"
"It's so cute that even I, a guy, am about to have milk in my breasts."
"Who on earth invented such an adorable creature as a rabbit?!"
Several disciples surrounded the rabbits, their faces practically bruised from laughing so hard.
Yun Fuzhao strode over and said, "Alright, alright, you lot, don't scare people out of their wits."
Rabbits are notoriously timid, and even their loud voices hurt her eardrums, let alone the little rabbit.
"Sect Master, are all demons this cute?" a disciple asked enviously. "The demon realm must be so much fun. I'll never get to go there again."
“It’s fun,” Yun Fuzhao encouraged them. “If you cultivate hard, you’ll have a chance.”
After feeding them several bowls of chicken soup, Yun Fuzhao finally let them disperse.
Yun Fuzhao pulled up one of the taller rabbits, whose name was Xia Ruoqing and who was the oldest among them.
Bai Xinxin emphasized the rabbit to her, saying that her parents were killed by the Tiger Lord, and that she lost her parents when she was young and was raised by Bai Xinxin.
This little rabbit was very quiet and bolder than the other four rabbits. Along the way, the other four rabbits suffered from stress, vomiting and having diarrhea, which terrified Yun Fuzhao, who was afraid that they might accidentally die.
Only Xia Ruoqing sat obediently to the side.
Yun Fuzhao could tell that she was also afraid, but she pretended to be, afraid of exposing her weakness.
This is definitely a promising talent for cultivation.
Yun Fuzhao took out a secret cultivation technique he had purchased from the shop, specially designed for the demon race. It didn't discriminate based on race.
She glanced through it briefly and became increasingly surprised. As expected of a product from the system, it was bound to be a masterpiece.
This manual, titled "Seventy-Two Transformations," perfectly captures the theme, explaining how demons can transform into various races through secret techniques.
The reason why the Wan'er Rabbit tribe has a low status is because of their small size, which puts them at a disadvantage in battles between different types of animals. When faced with large animals like the Tiger and Wolf tribes, they can only run away.
Yun Fuzhao pulled Xia Ruoqing up, "Come on, I'll take you to cultivate."
The other rabbits exchanged glances, but ultimately chose to believe Yun Fuzhao and slowly followed behind her.
Yun Fuzhao planned to take them to a quiet place to practice. The little rabbit beside her was very quiet, but the hand she held was cold; she was nervous.
"Ruoqing, what do you want to be when you grow up?"
The little rabbit raised its eyes, looked at her for a long time, and said softly, "Rabbits rarely grow up."
Unexpectedly, Yun Fuzhao was taken aback by this answer. She recalled that when she went to Wan'er to pick up these rabbits, very few rabbits came out to greet her.
Rabbits are supposed to be very prolific, but rabbit demons aren't real rabbits after all. Yun Fuzhao heard that they give birth to four or five offspring at a time.
Compared to the human race, there are quite a few.
But the rate of birth cannot keep up with the rate of death.
Wan'er was surrounded by carnivorous races, who were short-tempered and cruel, and often attacked weak rabbits.
They don't even spare children.
Yun Fuzhao didn't know what to say for a moment. She gently patted Xia Ruoqing's head and said, "You will all grow up. Wuya Sword Sect is your strongest support. Of course, only by becoming strong can you truly protect yourselves."
Xia Ruoqing looked at her and said, "Sister, if I can grow up, the first thing I will do is avenge our parents."
"Tiger Lord, is it? Don't worry, you can take him down easily. Kill him—"
Yun Fuzhao flipped his hand over, "Easy as pie."
Xia Ruoqing blinked her bright red eyes and revealed the first smile of the Boundless Sword Sect. Her eyes curved like an overturned boat.
at the same time.
An invitation was sent to the Xuantian Sect.
The disciples of the Boundless Sword Sect knelt respectfully, holding up an exquisite invitation card with both hands.
However, he knelt for almost the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, but the elders above did not speak.
He could only say, "Everyone, our sect..."
He was interrupted before he could finish speaking.
"How dare the Boundless Sword Sect invite us? Don't they know their own status and position?"
The elders looked at the invitation and all smiled disdainfully.
"They got their ranking by luck, and they really think they can rival our sect? Look at the cultivation world now, how many people even recognize this ranking?"
"What kind of celebration can a lousy sect hold? I bet it'll be incredibly shabby. If we go, we'll be lowering ourselves."