Chapter 1150 Master-Slave Agreement

Because there is no need for me to say anything more, Zhou Yuanhe will highlight his status.

"Yanrou, don't be unreasonable!" Zhou Yuanhe took a deep look at Lin Hao, with a bit of fear in his eyes, and praised: "This is the saint of the ancient hidden sect, Wangxian Sect, little friend Lin Hao!"

"What? Ancient hidden sect?!"

The people present were all shocked, with surprised expressions on their faces, and then looked at Lin Hao with some disbelief.

Wang Yanrou couldn't help frowning: "Those are all myths and legends. This person must be a swindler."

Lin Hao just glanced at her coldly, not taking her seriously, and didn't even say a word.

One of the old men stroked his beard and said in disbelief: "Yuanhe, Wangxian Sect is a super sect tens of thousands of years ago. It is said that there were immortals. There were dozens of powerful gods in its heyday, but it has long been destroyed. How could this person be a descendant of Wangxian Sect? Have you been deceived?"

"Indeed, what your uncle said makes sense. I know that you have always pursued the relics of immortals in ancient times, but these are illusory. Don't get too deep!"

Suddenly, Wangxian Sect appeared. Everyone's first reaction was suspicion. After all, it was too unbelievable.

Zhou Yuanhe was about to explain when a disciple rushed in from outside the hall: "Report to the sect master, the people from Canyang Sect are here again. They are shouting outside the hall and have beaten several senior brothers. Please ask the elders of the clan to make a decision for us."

After the voice fell, the faces of everyone present changed, and they all looked angry without caring about Lin Hao's identity.

"The Canyang Sect is really too much. Do they really treat our Guxuan Sect as a soft persimmon?" The white-bearded old man slammed the table and said angrily.

The Sect Master sighed helplessly, with a dark cloud between his brows, and said helplessly: "Alas, maybe they really treat us as soft persimmons. Our Guxuan Sect... is really in decline."

Lin Hao raised his eyebrows, recalled the history of Guxuan Sect in his mind, and roughly understood the situation.

Once, Guxuan Sect and Canyang Sect were both top forces with powerful divine essences. They were the top existences on this continent, with equal strength, and they had a good relationship with each other and cooperated a lot.

But later, it was said that the remains of immortals appeared, and the ancestors of both sides went to explore. In the end, the powerful divine essences of the two sects all died tragically in the remains.

Faced with such a disaster, the two top sects united as one and sent a team together again, not to explore the remains and find the way to immortals, but to take back the divine essence of the two ancestors.

But the accident happened at this time.

When the two parties jointly explored, they only found the divine essence of Gu Xuanzong outside the ruins, but did not find the divine essence of the strong men of Canyangzong.

Under such circumstances, the strong men of Canyangzong secretly killed people, turned against their allies, directly injured the people of Gu Xuanzong, and forcibly snatched the divine essence.

After this battle, Canyangzong still maintained its identity as a divine essence sect, and its strength was not greatly reduced, still standing at the top of the world of cultivation.

However, Gu Xuanzong quickly declined. Not only did it lose its divine essence, but also most of its mortal masters were lost. In just a few decades, it was weakened from a top force.

After that, the two major forces were like fire and water. In order to cut the grass and root out the trouble, Canyangzong even chased and intercepted Gu Xuanzong, plundering resources and killing sect members.

Gu Xuanzong was forced to flee from the resource-rich central area to the relatively poor cultivation world today.

However, the ambition of the Canyang Sect is far greater than this. They have never given up on oppressing Gu Xuan, wanting to completely crush this sect and plunder everything that Gu Xuan Sect has.

Even every year, they will organize a provocation against Gu Xuan Sect, take the initiative to challenge and humiliate Gu Xuan Sect.

Under the pressure of strength, Gu Xuan Sect can only be forced to agree, but because of the declining strength, most of the time they are defeated, and this situation has lasted for decades.

Lin Hao followed everyone out of the hall and came to the martial arts field outside.

I saw dozens of people wearing red moon and Canyang brocade robes, led by several old men, standing on the ring arrogantly.

"Hmph, you cowards from the Ancient Xuan Sect, no one dares to come out and challenge again this year? Hahahaha, do we have to pick our opponents ourselves again?"

"Hahaha, if these rubbish knew the rules of the game, they would have peed their pants long ago. How could they dare to challenge on the stage?"

"It's really getting worse every year. There were still a few unruly ones who could barely struggle back then, but now they have been beaten to the point of losing their blood completely!"

"Ancient Xuan Sect? I think it's better to change the name to Turtle Sect!"

"Turtle Sect? Don't slander turtles. At least they can stick their heads out. I think it should be called the Dinglu Cultivation Sect!"

"Hehe, this name is good. It specializes in cultivating Dinglu for our Canyang Sect. I heard that your generation's sect master disciple Wang Yanrou has a peerless appearance. Why don't you call her out quickly and put on a collar to lead her back to us."

"Hahahahahaha!"

The disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect below were beating slightly on their faces, and their faces were already red. They wanted to rush directly to the ring to challenge.

But the next moment, they were pulled down by their senior brothers next to them.

"Brother, I really can't stand it. These bastards are really too much."

"Don't be impulsive!" The brother was also gloomy, but more rational, and said in a deep voice: "You should know the rules of the challenge, and you should know the consequences of failure!"

"This..." Hearing this, the impulsive boy turned pale, and a trace of fear and humiliation appeared in his eyes.

The rules of the competition between Canyang Sect and Guxuan Sect were set many years ago.

Each side sent ten disciples under the age of 50 to compete in the competition. Coma or surrender was considered a loss, but the consequences of failure were extremely serious, even cruel.

The disciples of the losing side needed to sign a master-slave agreement with the winner, become the vassal of the winner, and be sent back to the sect after 20 years.

Such a punishment for failure is far more terrifying than death!

For a full 20 years, becoming a slave of the enemy sect's disciples is not only physically hurt, but also includes psychological humiliation, and even more humiliation to the entire sect.

Because of the decline of Guxuan Sect, since the establishment of this competition rule, it has almost never won a few games, and most of them ended in failure.

In the end, the future of the sect became the slaves of Canyang Sect, most of whom died in humiliation, and Guxuan Sect became a laughing stock.

This is also why the disciples of Canyang Sect call Guxuan Sect the Dinglu Cultivation Sect.

A few years ago, many middle-level sisters competed in the ring and eventually became slaves of the Canyang Sect. After signing the master-slave agreement, they ended up in a miserable way. They were originally extremely talented, but in the end they became tools for the Canyang Sect genius to improve their strength and objects of humiliation.

I don’t know what kind of horrible things they will experience after returning to the Canyang Sect.

Now thinking of all this, all the disciples of the Ancient Xuan Sect in the audience turned pale. No matter whether they were male or female disciples, they dared not go to the ring easily, because the end was something they could not imagine.

It was not until they saw the elders of the sect coming that they found their backbone and their expressions gradually recovered.

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