ebookland Chapter 662
Chapter 662
But I can't kill him now, because he is still very useful. When I fight with him, this guy has to help me take the damage.
Han Changkong then opened the cave and headed towards the outer gate affairs hall.
Han Changkong strode into the Outer Sect Affairs Hall with his head held high. His steps were steady and powerful, his expression revealing confidence and determination.
Manager Qian Gaolang was busy at his desk when he suddenly heard footsteps. He looked up and saw that it was Han Changkong. His expression changed drastically and his eyes were filled with shock. He was stunned for a moment.
"Han Changkong, you..."
Qian Gaolang came back to his senses after a long time. He pointed at Han Changkong with a trembling finger, his words filled with unconcealable astonishment.
"Just two months ago, you were still lingering at the third level of the Divine Man Realm. How did you suddenly leap to the fifth level? This level of cultivation speed is truly unprecedented in my life. It's as if you've been blessed with a heaven-defying opportunity."
Han Changkong looked calm, bowed slightly, and said loudly:
"Manager Qian, I've only been diligently practicing day and night, occasionally gaining insights. Now that I've met the requirements to participate, I hope Manager Qian will help me register for the Tianjiao Conference."
At this time, the other disciples in the office hall also looked over, all with surprised expressions on their faces.
A disciple in a green shirt couldn't help but exclaimed in a low voice:
"Han Changkong has made such great progress. Why have I never heard of anything special about him before? Could he have inherited some secret legacy?"
A gray-robed disciple beside him snorted coldly:
"Hmph, maybe he's taken some unorthodox path. How could anyone make such rapid progress? There must be something fishy going on."
Qian Gaolang slowly stood up and paced around Han Changkong, his eyes as sharp as torches, as if he wanted to see through him.
However, Han Changkong stood tall and straight, with a composed expression, and calmly faced Qian Gaolang's scrutiny.
After a moment, Qian Gaolang sighed softly and said:
"Well, since it complies with the sect's rules, I will register you. However, your rapid progress will undoubtedly attract a lot of attention. This Tianjiao Conference is full of dangers and unpredictable situations, so you must be careful."
Han Changkong bowed respectfully again and said:
"Thank you, Manager Qian, for your advice. I will do my best to live up to the sect's expectations and not bring disgrace upon the reputation of our outer sect."
Qian Gaolang turned and walked towards the registration area, picking up his pen to write while muttering to himself:
"This boy will surely become a great man in the future, but his path to cultivation is likely to be fraught with obstacles. I wonder what kind of storms he will stir up in this world of immortal cultivation."
Han Changkong took the registration certificate, put it away carefully, and walked out of the affairs hall steadily.
He raised his head and looked up at the sky, his gaze was deep and distant, and he was secretly thinking about the various plans for the Tianjiao Conference.
Han Changkong strode out of the outer affairs hall with his registration certificate in hand.
As soon as I went out, I felt like I was being stabbed by several inquiring or jealous gazes.
The gray-robed disciple who had previously questioned his wrongdoings walked forward with a look of disdain on his face.
"Han Changkong, don't think you can get away with this so easily. I'll tell the deacons about your situation and we'll get to the bottom of it."
The gray-robed disciple crossed his arms and spoke sharply.
Han Changkong glanced sideways, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes:
"If you want to bring trouble upon yourself, go ahead and try. I, Han Changkong, act with integrity and honesty. How could I be afraid of your groundless suspicion?"
After saying this, he turned away, leaving the gray-robed disciple stamping his feet in anger.
Who the hell are you talking to? If this guy's name wasn't on the system, I'd torture you to death.
After returning to the cave, Han Changkong knew that he had become the target of public criticism and had to make more thorough preparations before the Tianjiao Conference.
He once again examined his own skills and the flow of his divine power, thinking about how to exert the greatest power at the conference, while cleverly using Wei Xu's power to deal with powerful enemies.
This Tianjiao Conference is also divided into three levels of competition.