ear on the mountain, losing an arm directly. Now that he has come down the mountain, he is beaten by his own uncle and scorned by all the beautiful women.It's the same thing, the same cultivator. Why...Hua Bingyu glanced at Ji Shuixian: "What is Lord Ji Feng's opinion"

Ji Shu remained as stoic as ever, seemingly oblivious to the words spoken by others.

"If the sect has an indispensable reason, then I might as well accept them."

"Ji Fengzhu is indeed magnanimous."

Hua Bingyu played with a smile, then looked at the remaining eight peak masters.

"Do you have any other comments"

"No objections, I think this outcome is the best."

Bailíng Pǔ and Jī Shūxián, who had always been at odds, once again stepped forward.

I think the Ninth Peak is the most suitable place for this disciple, anyway, he always came last in the previous competitions.

Although this disciple's aptitude is a bit lacking, it won't affect their ranking.

After finishing his words, he burst into laughter again, a sneer and malicious glee plastered across his face.

Although others did not sneer or scoff, they all expressed agreement.

Hua Bingyu said again, "Since that's the case, let's settle it this way. Don't go back on your word."

"Retraction Impossible."

Zu Fengkui said, "Everyone agrees, and with the Great Elder in charge, how could we go back on our word"

"Well then, it's settled. The new disciple Ye Bufan will be under the Ninth Peak."

Hua Bingyu announced on the spot, then looked at Ji Shuxian, "By the way, the sect won't let you suffer a loss."ple. To calculate the score based on these disciples is unreasonable. I think the points each state receives should be averaged out per disciple...""One person's word isn't enough to determine right...