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Strictly speaking, this wasn't the first time that the Yang family had made a large scale selection within their control. In fact, the Yang family had already made two similar attempts in the past few years.

On the first occasion, because it was the first time the Yang family had organized such a large-scale event, they were inexperienced enough to make a lot of mistakes. On the first time, because it was the first time the Yang family had organized such a large-scale event, they were inexperienced enough to make a lot of mistakes.

During the second time, the scope of influence of the Yang family had expanded, and the control of the local area had become more and more powerful. This time, the Yang family's recognition in the towns and villages had increased, and this time, the selected elite disciples' strength and cultivation level had far exceeded that of the first time.

Moreover, in the first round of selection, in order to avoid the joke of the first Large Competition, the seemingly fair selection had actually caused four outer sect disciples to draw together. This way, at least two outer sect disciples would be able to enter the second round of challenges.

Unfortunately, at that time, the number of outer sect disciples, including the Yang family's cultivators, totalled 64. Although after the first round, four disciples from other clans had passed, but after the second round, only one remained in the top 16.

This showed that after years of carefully nurturing, the cultivation strength of the Yang family's disciples had undoubtedly surpassed the outer sect's disciples, but it somewhat discouraged the cultivators in the towns and cities under the control of the Yang family. They believed that this was just something the Yang family had done to win the people's hearts, but in reality, the benefits all belonged to the Yang family.

Because of this, in order to hold the Third Elite Tournament and dispel the worries of the cultivators from Mengyu and Hu Yao counties, the Yang Family had no choice but to hand out great rewards to those villages that were able to produce outstanding disciples.

In these years, the Yang Family had been striving to thrive, and their position in the cultivation world of Yuzhou had become more and more stable. Not to mention the great victory of this time, the carriages of cultivation materials from the twelve True Demon Peaks had been transported back to Wasteland Town from the path that was specially carved out in Crooked Martial Mountain. It was said that they had taken three days and three nights, not to mention the fact that the truly precious treasures had already been brought back by the Yang Family's Master with a storage magic treasure.

Therefore, under the drive of various interests, all the local villages had chosen their outstanding disciples to participate in the town competition, and then the city guards and the city guards would recommend these outstanding disciples to the Yang Family of Wasteland Town.

After Yang Junping returned home, he looked a little tired. Originally, with his Mortal Realm cultivation, even staying up for dozens of days was nothing. However, dealing with the matters of the family made his spirit feel extremely tired.

Peng Shitong saw him sitting there, not wanting to move an inch. His expression was one of exhaustion and he could not help but feel his heart ache. He personally brewed a pot of hot tea and served it to him.

Yang Junping took a cup of hot tea from his wife, and said with a smile, "Where are the kids? Why aren't they here?"

Peng Shitong laughed. "The two of them have been very secretive these days and have disappeared early in the morning. It is said that it's because the clan has brought many cultivators from various sects. The two of them often dress up as maidservants to see the cultivators from various sects."

Yang Junping was a little dissatisfied, he said: "These two brats have only just opened their dantian, why aren't they training at home and running all over the place? What's so interesting about them cultivators? Isn't their father me?" His uncle is also a dignified Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. "

I've been so busy these past few days that my feet haven't even touched the ground, yet you've neglected to discipline them, instead, you've been too unruly with them. Thinking back to when brother and I were at their age and could take charge at home, and our brother even mastered more spiritual arts than us, the two of them are not inferior to us in talent and cultivation conditions, how could our cultivation fall behind us?

Yang Junping's anger came for no reason, but Peng Shitong understood his personality and comforted him, "The situation is different. You can't compare Xi'er and Yao'er to Big Bro, and in addition, they've just opened their dantian, so they can relax for a few days. It's also good to meet these high-level cultivators."

Yang Junping also knew that his anger was a little unfounded, most of the time because in the past few days, his family's affairs had caused him to feel depressed, but a little face of a man still made him grunt and say: "Anyway, don't let them be too relaxed, the elite competition is about to begin in a few days, let them go take a look and understand their own differences, tell them that in three years, if the two of them can't become the elite disciples of the family, then get the hell out of West Mountain Village and go to the county to look at the shops."

After making a few harsh remarks, Yang Jun calmed down and thought of the gift boxes that she had seen in the living room when she first arrived home. She then asked, "Someone else delivered a gift to our doorstep?"

Peng Shitong replied with an "En" and said with a smile, "Not a small number. They are all related by blood. According to your instructions, we'll keep the accounts in mind."

Yang Junping nodded and said, "I'll rush them all to the family treasury and hand them over to Sixth Uncle to register them as part of the family treasury. Take it as a donation from these people."

Peng Shitong covered his mouth and laughed. Yang Junping looked at her in confusion and asked, "This isn't the first time you've done this. Why are you laughing?"

Peng Shitong laughed, "Do you know how the clansmen outside judge you and your father?"

Yang Junping was interested and asked, "What do you mean?"

Peng Shitong said, "The clansmen say that they will take the back door to ask the clan leader and his two sons for help. Father's side is being polite and not taking any responsibility, being reprimanded by others as appropriate. Eldest brother's side is being polite and accepting nothing in return."

Before Peng Shitong could finish his sentence, Yang Junping had already burst out laughing.

Seeing that Yang Junping's mood had improved, Peng Shitong unintentionally asked, "I heard that Brother Baozhang's injury healed a few years ago. All these years, there hasn't been any reaction, but because of your last failure, you lost confidence and are afraid to try again?"

Yang Junping stopped smiling when he heard that. He looked at her and asked, "Has there been any news from the family?"

Peng Shitong naturally would not hide anything from him, and calmly said, "The elders of the several clans have come to discuss, to see if they can reduce the number of spots for the core disciples by one or two. After all, even if they are core disciples, because of their different cultivations, the resources provided by the clan are divided into different levels.

Yang Junping sneered, "Hehe, are you trying to test me? When Father and Big Brother were taking care of the family's affairs, no one had ever dared to let out such rumors. Those few so-called elders were just some people that used them as a spear. "

Peng Shitong nodded. "It looks like you've long had a plan."

"This matter is not as simple as just these cultivation resources!"2

Yang Junping looked at her and sighed, "This may be the disadvantage of the family compared to the sect. Because of the bloodline, the family is more united than the sect, but they will also become more xenophobic."

Yang Junping paused for a moment before continuing, "Why do you want to recruit 28 foreign cultivators from the 12 cities and 2 cities? "The purpose is to break this kind of narrow-minded bloodline support, not only to win the hearts of those within the scope of power with an tolerant attitude, but also to let the Yang disciples never indulge in the glory of famous families, and always use their open vision and attitude to attract true talent."

"But it's only been a few years since the Yang family has risen to power, and there are already people who can't wait to jump out and show their disrespect, especially at this critical juncture of the Elite Tournament. Isn't this slapping us three in the face?"

"Exclusive?" Peng Shitong was somewhat puzzled.

Yang Junping nodded and said: "Su Bao Zhang's surname is Su, not Yang, unless he can become the Yang Family's son-in-law."

Peng Shitong's expression changed. "You mean …"

"Brother Bao Zhang was actually accompanying his wife all these years …"

Han Xiusheng was already at the fourth level of the Martial Disciple Stage Late Phase. However, he knew that his cultivation would be at the peak here in this lifetime. The reason he was able to advance to the fourth level was due to the hidden help of his sister and brother-in-law.

Unexpectedly, his two sons were not suitable for cultivation either. With the help of his position as the shopkeeper of the Yang family and his status as the wife and brother of the Yang family, he had barely been able to bring his two sons' cultivation to the Martial Disciple Realm.

Fortunately, as a late stage Martial Disciple, Han Xiusheng had a lifespan of 200 years. Even though he was almost 100 years old, he still looked full of energy. Therefore, he placed his hopes of success in cultivation on his grandchildren.

Han Qianfeng's aptitude was considered not bad, but his character was not that good. Han Xiusheng had poured a lot of effort into this grandson and did not hesitate to use his identity to pluck a lot of heaven and earth treasures from the Yang family for this grandson to use.

He even had a mid-grade magic tool that Han Xiusheng had prepared before he had advanced to the Martial Disciple realm. Unfortunately, his foundation was not solid, and his strength was only barely considered average among the Yang disciples, which meant that he had no hope of fighting for the elite disciples. In fact, he might not even be able to make it into the elite selection.

Not only did he manage to transfer Han Qianfeng's identity from a member of the Yang family to an elite seed of the Wilderness Town, he even saw an opportunity when he was drawing lots to take care of the elite seeds of other families in the last Elite Tournament. After passing a considerable amount of jade coins to a certain Yang family cultivator in charge of drawing lots, he obtained the promise of drawing a lot for his own grandson.

The drawing of lots for the Elite Tournament had already begun, and all the lots for the upcoming match were placed on the high platform. Under the gazes of everyone, they were drawn out and announced loudly, and from time to time, some cultivators responded loudly.

"At least we have to pass the first round, and it would be even better if we could make it through the second round. At the very least, grandpa doesn't care about face. I can go and beg your grandma or uncle Jun Shan for courage!"

Han Xiusheng whispered to Han Qian Feng, who was about to participate in the drawing of lots.

Han Qianfeng already knew that his grandfather had paved a path for him ahead of time. His heart was already brimming with confidence, and when he heard Han Xiusheng's instructions, it sounded more like nagging. He absent-mindedly said, "I understand, I understand. Don't worry, Elder. I'll definitely pass this round!"

Han Qianfeng's voice was not soft, and there were quite a few Yang Clan disciples around him who heard what he said and looked at him with a trace of contempt and ridicule.

"A bunch of bumpkins, even though many of you have the surname Yang, my grandfather's elder sister is the Yang Clan's patriarch, Daoist Master Yang. I call the renowned Daoist Master Jun Shan as uncle, and now, I call the person in charge of the Yang Clan, Dao Master Jun Ping, as second uncle. So what if your cultivations are higher than mine, so what if your surname is Yang? You're still far behind me in this competition."

Han Qianfeng was daydreaming about those Yang Family disciples who were stronger than him in the past and were ranked lower than him in the Large Competition. Then, he would be personally instructed by his aunt grandfather and Daoist Master Jun Shan.

Han Qianfeng, who was immersed in his fantasies, suddenly felt that his surroundings had quieted down. When Han Qianfeng came back to his senses, he saw that the surrounding people were all looking at him.

When Han Qianfeng raised his head to look at the stage, he saw the Yang cultivator who had a deep 'relationship' with her grandfather. She was looking at the jade slip in her hands with a face full of uncertainty.

Oh, you got me. Hee hee, let me see which unlucky fellow whose strength is weaker than mine. Looking at the flabbergasted faces of the surrounding bastards, it is likely that they are all envious of this young master's good luck.

The excited Han Qianfeng turned his head to look at his grandfather, only to see Han Xiusheng's gloomy face looking as if he was about to drip water.

"W-what's wrong, grandfather's expression doesn't look right …"

Han Qianfeng finally felt something amiss. He no longer paid attention to the gazes of the surrounding people that were looking at him, and abruptly looked towards the stage.

"Who was the other person that was shouted out by the drawing of lots just now?"

A young man of about his own age, dressed in black, calmly walked up to the stage and took the stiff jade slip from the Yang cultivator in charge of drawing the lots. Then, he glanced down at the dumbstruck and trembling Han Qianfeng.

"I... F * ck …, Su … Su Changan?! "

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