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After a while, the bell that summoned all the disciples of the sect to the Dao Plaza rang out endlessly in the sky above the Thousand Extinction Sect.1

Cheng Qing's eyes turned cold.

To be able to gather all the disciples, this was something that even the service disciples had to listen to.

Within an hour after the bell's sound, all three thousand disciples of the Thousand Extreme Martial School had arrived at the Taoist Plaza.

They sat cross-legged in the square according to their respective halls and different identities.

Cheng Qing looked at the door of the hall and saw a white lake.

Li Jundu did not stand up, but instead sat in his seat and gave the order, "Grand Elder, please select the elder and disciple that will be in charge of the sect!"

Zhou Zhong Li got up from his seat, went to the hall and cupped his fists in greeting. Then, without even going to the door, he turned around to face the square, and began to read out the list he had drawn up. The last hour was enough for him to carefully choose his men.

Needless to say, these people were his trusted aides.

As a Highest Elder, there was no need to remember the names of the ordinary disciples. He had only mentioned the names of the ten elders.

The elder who was called out stood up and walked into the hall. He knelt in front of Zhou Zhongli and waited for the ten people to arrive. He then announced the names of the ten disciples, starting from the first elder who was called out.

The selected disciple stood up from the square and walked to the open space in front of the square, waiting for orders.

After the ten elders finished reading the list of names in succession, they stood up and cupped their fists and greeted. Then, they left the hall and stood in front of the one hundred disciples in the plaza.

Zhou Zhong Li said to them: "From now on, all of you are under my orders to guard the sect and maintain order. Do not slack! Anyone who commits a crime will be executed immediately after! "

The hundred of people clasped their fists in response.

Zhou Zhong Li turned around and cupped his fist towards Li Jundu, then returned to his seat and sat down.

After that, there was the division of disciples and elders into groups.

As expected, Cheng Qing was assigned to the same team as Li Yizhong. In the past, there was really nothing to talk about. Su Chen was originally a Hall of War disciple. Normally, when he was on a mission, he would be under Li Yurou's jurisdiction.

However, he was now a direct disciple of the Master. He no longer belonged to the Battle Hall, and yet he was still working for Li Yi. It was not reasonable for him to do so.

But then he thought, what about Li Jundu and Li Jun? There didn't seem to be any difference …

Of course Cheng Qing knew, the reason wasn't that simple.

Li Jundu was restricting Su Wence, or rather, restricting the influence of the Great Elder and the heirs.

How could the Great Elder and all the other heirs of the clan be the heads of the sect? They were not much weaker than the grand master or the elder of Begonia. If Chen Qing and Su Wence were in the same team, it would make it easier for them to increase their influence in the mission. It would be equivalent to helping them increase their network wings and power.

Thus, letting Li Jun carry on with her 'Su Chen' and maintaining her suppression of 'Su Chen' was the most reasonable choice. After all, it could be said that Li Jundu had done this to protect Su Chen, a legacy disciple. As for Li Jun, she was only at the fourth level of the Conviction Realm. How could she have the ability to do that?

In the eyes of the bystanders, the sect master's daughter being in the same group as the Great Elder's son was obviously a powerful display of solidarity between the sect master and the Great Elder.

Cheng Qing didn't care about this. Previously, he was still worried that it would be inconvenient for him to take action if he was to remain in the Thousand-Jue Sect. Now, he could finally relax. It seemed that Li Jundu did not care so much about the life and future of his heirloom.

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