Transmigrated Son-in-law

"What? I said something bad to him, so I can't use a choice anymore? Don't forget, you had almost made a move on Yang Xuan before, maybe this person will bear a grudge in his heart and want to take revenge on you. My Stick Sect, isn't that the right choice? "    

    

From Zimo, he knew that the person who wanted to take over Extinct Pulse was none other than the person who took over Extinct Pulse.    

    

The difference in Stick Sect was already known to everyone within the Xuanyuan Sect.    

    

As long as there was a chance to make him feel disgusted, he definitely wouldn't let Zimo go.    

    

"Master and disciple Zimo sure has a temper..."    

    

"I won't be as hypocritical as you."    

    

Wai Yunuo and Yan Churou had long since gotten used to this kind of situation.    

    

Since the debate didn't end well, Yang Xuan was left with a choice in the end.    

    

Yang Xuan had a headache, choosing Sword Sect was a mistake.    

    

Yan Churou did not look like she was someone to be trifled with with with with the rest of the Dao Sect …    

    

When Yang Xuan set his gaze on Wai Yunuo, this guy had his hand on his chin as he stared at the sky in a daze, as if nothing had anything to do with her.    

    

If you enter the Dao Sect, you should be relatively free?    

    

Yang Xuan pointed at Wai Yunuo, "Senior Brothers and Sister, I choose Dao Sect."    

    

Wai Yunuo's body quivered, and her smile gradually became devilish.    

    

The three people beside him also had strange looks on their faces.    

    

Dan Yu smiled awkwardly, "About that, congratulations Junior Sister Wei. I am only here to welcome you as my disciple!"    

    

Ye Zichen smiled sinisterly at Zimo and shook his head. Yang Xuan was a bit stupefied...    

    

Then, from the conversation of the crowd, they found out that Wei Yuxiao was the only one with Dao Sect.    

    

No one was an elder who taught cultivation techniques with faces, and Wei Yunuo was in charge of all the matters regarding Dao Sect.    

    

Yang Xuan was speechless. He shook his head helplessly as he looked at his "Senior Sister", who was a bit dazed.    

    

Since he had chosen Dao Sect, the other three sects naturally didn't have any objections. In these past few years, the Dao Sect Faction had almost reached their end.    

    

Therefore, having fresh blood was also good.    

    

As for Guan Ziyao, even though he lost, he displayed his innate potential and was pretty good, so he naturally went into the Xuanyuan Sect as well.    

    

Yang Xuan nodded to himself, there was indeed a reason why Xuanyuan Sect could become the number one sect.    

    

Judging from the selection process, the results were much better than those of the other sects.    

    

However, this kind of method was undoubtedly time-consuming and laborious, and only Xuanyuan Sect would be willing to spend effort on something like this.    

    

… ….    

    

Finally, the evening sky was like a sharp sword, splitting the sky into two different scenes.    

    

Flames were already rising up from the arena.    

    

An intentionally entered the Sword Sect in the end, while Nie Yang entered the Stick Sect.    

    

What was worth mentioning was that Xie Mingcheng, the favored son of heaven, was good at cultivating the sword and it was clearly better, yet he chose Stick Sect instead.    

    

The fact that a genius hadn't come under his command made him quite depressed.    

    

Of course, seeing that Dan Yu was defeated, he couldn't help but feel weird towards Zimo.    

    

Finally, the heads of each sect would take the lead and list the names on the list.    

    

Although the matters were complicated, it was fortunate that these people from the Xuanyuan Sect were very efficient.    

    

Before long, over two hundred disciples had finished counting.    

    

More than half of them chose Sword Sect.    

    

His Stick Sect was followed by …    

    

Including Zhao Wudao, Combined Humanities had a total of thirty-five people.    

    

As for Dao Sect …    

    

Yang Xuan looked at the empty environment behind him and smiled helplessly.    

    

Today, other than Yang Xuan, there were no other people who had chosen Dao Sect.    

    

The situation at which no one picked a Dao Sect for the disciple ceremony had already continued for five years, and no one was surprised by it.    

    

Now, the only thing Yang Xuan could be happy about. However, this senior sister Wai Yunuo seemed a little … Brain palsy?    

    

Therefore, it should be easy for him to get away with whatever he did in the future …    

    

Probably.    

    

Yang Xuan muttered in his heart, the registration ceremony on the other side has already been completed.    

    

Those who hadn't been selected were sent out on their own.    

    

He walked up the stone steps and looked at the black mass on the top of his head. The gentle smile still remained on his face. The wind blew against his clothes. The word 'refined' seemed to have been custom-made for him.    

    

No one would have thought that this person had killed a candidate who had cheated moments ago.    

    

"Congratulations everyone, from today onwards, you will be my Xuanyuan Sect's disciples."    

    

"From today onwards, I hope that all of you will properly cultivate. I look forward to the day in which your Xuanyuan Sect will be proud of you!"    

    

"Alright, let's cut the crap. I've been tired the entire day. I've already ordered some people to prepare for the banquet. Let's go up the mountain!"    

    

After a burst of cheers from the crowd, everyone started to climb the mountain and enter the sect.    

    

The door opened, revealing another scene.    

    

In the huge square stood the statues of the previous Sect Leaders. Gao Yue had fought more than twenty battles.    

    

The magnificent manor stood at the edge of a mountain, it was a coincidence for the workers to stand there.    

    

Looking down, the large space was decorated with a classical fragrance.    

    

There were calligraphy and paintings, antique porcelain bottles, and a few sculptures.    

    

It was as if this was a huge venue for classical works of art, and it was unknown whether these things were real or fake.    

    

If these things were summed up together, it would be nothing more than four words …    

    

— He was rich.    

    

Above that was the Funing Palace, which was a side hall of the Xuanyuan Sect.    

    

Under everyone's commands, everyone took their seats.    

    

By the time everything quieted down, night had already completely fallen.    

    

The good wine and good dishes started to be served one after another. The disciples in charge of cooking continued to run around.    

    

As the Dao Sect was only limited to Yang Xuan and Wai Yunuo, Yang Xuan's luck was pretty good and he sat in front of the banquet with Wai Yunuo.    

    

Beside him were the other three chiefs.    

    

Yang Xuan didn't say anything. Now that his zhenqi had dispersed, Yang Xuan was a little tired from being on tenterhooks all afternoon.    

    

Seeing how big he was, Wai Yunuo pursed her lips and smiled. She was not the only one with Dao Sect anymore.    

    

Yang Xuan looked at the other three chiefs closely.    

    

He realized that he was deeply moved by Yan Churou, and he even had to warn her about drinking wine.    

    

"Junior Sister, don't drink too much, don't be greedy."    

    

"Everyone is happy today, how can it ruin everyone's mood?"    

    

Although Yan Churou's tone was gentle, it was only the respect she had for her juniors. It was impossible for her to think deeply about it.    

    

Ye Zichen shook his head towards Zimo in disdain.    

    

However, Suiyu seemed to be accustomed to such situations. With a carefree smile, he didn't mind it at all.    

    

Yang Xuan more or less understood the relationship between the two of them.    

    

As for his own Dao Sect … Yang Xuan tilted his head and looked at Wai Yunuo.    

    

The woman held a large gulp of white wine and drank it all in one gulp. Then, she used her sleeve to wipe her mouth and let out a long breath as she chanted an incantation.    

    

"Good wine!" Ai ~ Junior brother, why are you looking at me? "Haa!"    

    

"Got it."