Chapter 2337 Brother Cheng’s Acquaintances
For the Witch Clan, the position of Lan Xi, the virtual king, is very important.
That determines whether the Wu clan can stay in its original territory and retain its current status in the future.
Many heads and clan leaders present had similar thoughts.
So above the clouds that filled the sky, there was an endless stream of people going back and forth like butterflies passing through flowers.
"Anyone who supports the great elders of my faction can come to Qianluo Sea to take root in the future. It is guaranteed to be a paradise of cave heaven!"
"Support the leader of our clan today, and you will have an extra supporter tomorrow!"
"Anyone who supports our Xieyu Family can receive three Taichu Hunyuan Crystals!"
"This time you support me in sending Master Chiwei to be the virtual king. Next time we will support you as the virtual general..."
The shouts and shouts came and went, as loud as hawking.
Looking at this noisy scene, Brother Cheng said that it was an eye-opener for him.
In so many years since his debut, this is the first time he has seen such a large-scale canvassing scene in the cultivation world.
Mo Chen on the side couldn't help but sigh.
"This should be the day when the mid-level sects in the Eye of Cloud Nirvana have the highest status, right?"
Ji Linghan smiled and said: "Looking at it this way, their rules of changing the world are quite good. At least those middle-level sects will live a good life on weekdays."
The top sects and ethnic groups are now competing for the auxiliary position.
And small sects are not eligible to enter the venue to vote.
Those who can be won over are indeed only those middle-level sects.
In Ji Linghan's opinion, those top sects would definitely not dare to bully the middle sects.
But Ming Tong shook his head.
"Master Ji only knows one thing, but not the other!"
"The world of cultivation is ultimately a place where strength speaks for itself."
"Don't look at the middle-level sects that are being tried to win over now. After this day, it will be a different situation."
"And they can't help themselves. They don't support the auxiliary position in the area where Shanmen is located. They will probably be retaliated and suppressed when they go back."
"We, the Wu Clan, have few allies, and those sects and ethnic groups with more people and power are not in a hurry at all."
After being reminded like this, Jiang Cheng saw that the saint sitting on some clouds in the field was either calm, arrogant or contemptuous.
They did not need to recruit people, but some heads of mid-level sects took the initiative to show their kindness to them.
And just as he was observing his surroundings, a voice message rang in his ears.
"Master Jiang?"
"Oh my god, is it really you?"
Brother Cheng looked around and saw an old man in gray sitting on a cloud in the distance, looking at him with surprise.
"Who are you?"
"I am Immortal Emperor Che Feng of the Ancient Immortal Realm back then. We met in the Barbarian Realm. Don't you remember?"
Brother Cheng finally had some impression.
In the last days of the ancient immortal world, everyone gathered in the barbarian world to resist the three true worlds of yin, yang, and fire. This person also stood behind him.
But at that time, the Immortal Emperor no longer had any sense of existence.
"Ha, I haven't seen you for many years."
Chefeng nodded excitedly, "Yes, I wanted to find you in the Yuanxian world back then, but I missed you. I didn't expect to meet you here again..."
"By the way, are you also here to participate in this world-changing event? Why didn't you participate in the competition for the auxiliary position? Isn't the Wu clan next to you?"
Jiang Cheng shrugged, "I don't like the auxiliary position yet, but I have a close relationship with the Wu clan, and I'm here to watch the fun together this time."
"The Witch Clan is actually yours?"
Chefeng was surprised at first, and then he patted his chest without hesitation, "Then our Split Wind Palace will support the Wu clan this time, we didn't say anything!"
Brother Cheng is planning to take Lan Yi to the first spring to become the Void Emperor. This is just a formality, so he has no intention of canvassing votes.
"This is not good, if the sect above you is dissatisfied..."
Chefeng, however, didn't care. "What does it matter? At worst, we can move to the Wu clan."
"If you hadn't stepped in to turn the tide back then, we would have been wiped out by the three true realms of Yin, Yang and Fire. I must repay this great kindness."
It was hard to reject the hospitality, so Brother Cheng gave him a thumbs up.
"terrific!"
"As long as I'm here, the Wu Clan can't treat you badly!"
Hearing these words, Chefeng's lips twitched.
"Master Jiang is too polite. This is what I should do."
The main reason why he chose to support regardless of his options this time was because he knew Master Jiang and knew that he was very particular about what he did and was never ambiguous about his own people.
Secondly, he had personally experienced a series of miracles in the Ancient Immortal World back then.
Later, in the Yuanxian world, we heard the legend of his rise from the sky.
Jiang Cheng's current holy realm is, in his mind, an existence at the level of an ancient saint.
The son of a proper plane can take off just by holding his thigh, how could he miss him again?
Jiang Cheng had just finished transmitting messages to Che Feng, but before Jiang Cheng had time to tell Mingzhu, another message came over.
"Master Jiang, why are you here and still sitting with the Witch Clan?"
"I am Holy Lord Yanzhen. You helped me refine the imperial weapon back then in Tianlu Palace!"
"The Witch Clan doesn't use imperial weapons and behaves in weird ways, making it difficult to deal with. Master Jiang, why are you hanging out with them?"
"What? Are you the Great Prophet of the Witch Clan?"
"Then this time our Yujinmen must help the Wu clan!"
Just after finishing the message transmission with Yan Zhen, the next message transmission came again.
"Demon Lord! Damn it, it turns out you are still alive. Our apes have been looking for you all these years!"
"Yes, the Monkey King is here too, but he didn't come this time."
"Master Jiang, do you still remember the Ming Zai Domain?"
"Master Jiang..."
For a time, Brother Cheng was very busy.
He has experienced three periods: the Lower Realm, the Ancient Immortal Realm, and the Yuan Xian Realm, and reached the top of the plane in each period.
There are only six springs in total, so it's not surprising that his acquaintances from back then would appear here.
After the Zhuyun Sect was wiped out last time and the Feixian Sect was settled on Dongzhu Island at the first spring, many old friends from those years came to meet him after hearing the news.
While talking with these old friends, he gradually understood the reason why the Witch Clan had so few allies.
Regardless of the human race, the demon race, the spirit race, or the ghost race, there seems to be some prejudice against the witch race.
In their eyes, the Wu clan is a group of vicious people with withdrawn and surly temperaments who hide in the dark and cast curses. They are hard to guard against.
This stereotype makes them stay away from the Wu clan.
Jiang Cheng couldn't help but sigh. No wonder the Wu Clan only had a few equally remote ethnic groups as allies, and not a single normal human sect was seen.
In fact, curses and poisons are just low-end methods used by wizards in the lower world.
The witch clans he usually interacts with are not withdrawn and surly, and their daily interactions are no different from normal human clans.
But there is no way. The Wu Clan has always been hiding in the fringe corners during the Yuanxian Realm, and does not come out to deal with other ethnic groups.
Other ethnic groups have no understanding of them, so naturally they become more and more exaggerated.
While he was busy communicating with these people, a chuckle came from the clouds not far away.
"Ming Yu, I'm afraid you won't be able to keep your position as King Xu this time."