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After Tian Jue explained the reason for his persuasion, the Master of the Underwater Sect smiled and said, "Truly, the younger generation is fearsome. Since you are willing to sacrifice yourself for the world, the master of our sect will naturally do as he can."

"Does the Sect Master trust me?" Tian Jue looked at the Master of the Underwater Sect in shock.

"Last time, I did not believe you and it proved that I was wrong. You are not the person they said. I do not understand you and I believe in your actions. I believe that you are not a person who covets fame." The Master of the Underwater Sect said.

"I thank Sect Master for his trust, but you are the only one who believes me … Sigh, Sect Master, you better be on your guard.

If you can get the other sects or aristocratic families to take precautions, then the other sects or aristocratic families will be the ones to take precautions. Tian Jue tried asking.

"No, no, no. Since you've already arrived at my Water Sect, next will be the matter of my Water Sect."

"What do you mean?"

"Before Storm's Gate was hidden from the world, major events in the southern and western regions of the Central Plains were not fooled.

They had selected ten each from the Western and Southern second-rate factions. The selected second-rate factions would have a chance to contact the Storm Sect and pass on the news.

Regardless of whether the news passed on was true or not, the Storm Sect will still send people to investigate. And the Water Sect is one of them. " The Master of the Underwater Sect said this with a complacent look on his face.

"How?" Tian Jue's mouth gaped open for a moment before he returned to his senses and looked at the Underwater Sect.

The sect head pretended to be mysterious and didn't speak. He whistled three times, one stronger, two weaker, and then three more times.

Not long after the whistle, a white eagle flew over. Tian Jue knew that this eagle had the same name as the gyrfalcon.

The Master of the Underwater Sect stretched out his hand, and the white gyrfalcon rested it on his index finger.

"Use it. This was left behind by the Wind and Rain Sect. The surpassing water sect has treated it as their ancestor for all these years. Today, they are finally going to send it away." The Water sect disciple smiled at Tian Jue, then patted the head of the white gyrfalcon.

He saw the surpassing water sect leader pass a roll of paper to the white gyrfalcon. It flew up, grabbed the paper, and disappeared into the horizon.

After more than half a year of lobbying, there was finally a result. Tian Jue was so excited that tears fell from his eyes. Under the arrangements of the surpassing water sect master, Tian Jue was able to have a good night's sleep.

After Tian Jue fell asleep, an elder appeared beside the Master of the Underwater Sect. "Sovereign, isn't this a little too hasty?"

"He persisted for more than half a year, walked throughout the west for more than half a year, and then traveled through more than ten clans in the south. Do you know what that means?" Looking at the direction Hai Dongqing had flown in, the head of the Water Reaching Sect spoke in a neutral tone.

The old man was silent for a moment before the Head of the Underwater Sect continued, "This means that aside from persuading the sects and aristocratic families, he is still on his way. Furthermore, he owes us a debt last time, so we must repay it."

"This old servant was wrong." The elder clasped his fist and bowed.

"Uncle, you have forgotten one more thing." The elder looked at the elder with a puzzled expression.

"The School Master of the Storm had picked two disciples in the Nine Regions' Great Assembly, but it doesn't fit the number of disciples chosen by the Storm Sect. He is still missing one!" After he finished speaking, he shook his head and walked into the house.

"Is the grand master making a bet?" The old man looked at the Yue Shui Sect's Sovereign's back with a puzzled expression.

If I win, I win a merit point, and I also have a chance to help the entire Central Plains. Even more importantly, I have a chance to help him pass the first round of the Storm Sect.

"..."

On the other side, the gyrfalcon was sitting in his cell, his hair and face disheveled as he cursed weakly. A new guard had arrived and there was a conversation:

"Does he not care about the Southern Sword Sect?"

"Don't you know that he's been scolding you for more than half a year? Ignore him."

"..."

Five days later …

The Storm Sect sent 20 people to the Southern Wilderness. Their average age was around 23. One of them looked at the leader suspiciously and asked: "Senior brother, why are we heading to the Southern Wilderness?"

"The white gyrfalcon that was left behind flew back into the sect. It brought news that the southern tribe was in trouble and the western barbarians were making a move. The sect leader ordered us to infiltrate into the clan and investigate." The leader replied.

"Why is there no movement from the South Sword Gate when such a big thing is happening?" The other disciple asked while looking at the seventeen to eighteen year old disciple. Immediately, another disciple standing next to him glared at him. That disciple realized that he had asked too many questions, so he lowered his head and no longer spoke.

"..."

Ten days later in the Southern clan's territory, the Southern clan's palace …

There were several high-ranking Western barbarians, along with a few Southern Clansmen, discussing the matter. The sudden intrusion of a black-clothed person did not surprise anyone in the slightest.

"Why did the lord come here personally?" A Southern Clansman laughed as he stood up and walked towards the black clothed man.

"Your people are at a disadvantage and leaked the news. The people of the Storm Sect are currently rushing to the Southern clan's territory. You guys are in charge." After the black-clothed man finished speaking, he did not wait for the others to say anything. He casually waved a chair in front of him and sat down domineeringly.

"Master, there's no need to worry about this matter. The time is ripe, the royal family's rebellion has already been eliminated. Aren't we discussing how to attack the Central Plains?" A western barbarian said with a laugh.

"Originally, that person and I didn't support this war. We still don't know the reason why the Storm Sect hid themselves from the world. If we make a wrong judgement or make some mistakes, we have experienced many generations.

It's still the same phrase. No matter how you play, that person and I will not make a move. The black-clothed man crossed his arms.

"Hehe, it's fine if you two sirs do not intervene. We also have the same words, if we were to sweep across the Central Plains, the land that you two sirs should have distributed should be worth at least 100,000 mu.

"One for us, one for the Western barbarians," the Southern Tribe man said with a smile.

"Humph, let's fight first!" "Do your best!" After the black-clothed man said this, he left. After confirming that the black-clothed man had left, the Southern Clan Palace was filled with laughter.

Half a month later, in the territory of the Southern Clansmen.

A dozen men wearing torn purple-gold robes were running through the forest with wounds all over their bodies.

These few people were the Storm Sect's disciples that had infiltrated the southern territory to investigate, and behind them was the cry of "oh oh".

The people chasing them were from the Southern and Western barbarians.

"Wu Xu and Wang Pu, follow me and block the enemy. Everyone else, run!" A Storm Sect disciple who looked to be in his late twenties said as he ran.

"Senior Martial Brother Wu, you can't!" The seventeen to eighteen year old disciple cried out.

"We've lived two years longer than you. If we can't get rid of them, we'll follow the orders of the senior brother who sacrificed himself. The older ones will be cut off from the rest!" Senior Martial Brother Wu slowly stopped after he finished speaking. The other two young men, who looked to be about his age, also slowly stopped.

That seventeen to eighteen year old disciple continued to run while being held up by the other disciples. He wailed at the remaining disciples, and shouted towards the remaining disciples: "Those of you who are still alive, live well! Don't disappoint the good intentions of these seniors!"