My Disciples are Too Idiotic

Liu Ruyan couldn't help but reveal a peculiar expression as she watched the several people walk out of the Teleportation Array.

Her gaze fell upon Dung Beetle, and the words that had reached the tip of her tongue were forcefully swallowed back.

Why would you bring this person? Hasn't the Profound Yellow Sect suffered enough because of him?

Liu Ruyan didn't know what to say anymore. This person named Dung Beetle has left such a deep impression on me. The absolute epitome of troublemaking. Was Xu Nian not afraid of inviting a whole load of trouble by bringing Dung Beetle along?

Dung Beetle chuckled, his swollen nose and face giving him a rather foolish appearance.

Now, he had completely learned his lesson. He would avoid creating trouble if he could. All he had to do was follow the Sect Leader obediently.

"Miss Liu, shall we set off?" Xu Nian said with a smile, without offering much explanation.

Just as Liu Ruyan was about to nod, she seemed to remember something and abruptly said, "Sect Leader Xu, you're only bringing three disciples?"

You should know that in past Northern Wilderness Conferences, the factions that attended brought at least dozens of disciples. After all, it's a competition with other factions—the more outstanding the disciples, the better, and the greater the number of disciples, the higher the chances of success. The Profound Yellow Sect has never participated before. So this is their first time, and they probably aren't clear on how it works.

"You could bring more disciples; it would be more lively with more people," Liu Ruyan gently explained.

But Xu Nian shook his head. "No need, these three are enough."

He would've liked to bring more, of course. Who doesn't know that more people mean more security? But the System wouldn't allow it, only letting him bring three disciples. There's nothing I can do about it. I can't just tell Liu Ruyan outright that I have a System that won't let me bring more, can I? That would be crazy! So, it's better to keep quiet and maintain my cool.

"Three? Sect Leader Xu is quite confident," Liu Ruyan said, gently shaking her head.

She wasn't clear about the exact power of these three disciples, but she could never forget the scene when Dung Beetle had fled in panic. What kind of strength could such a person have? It seems that the Profound Yellow Sect isn't seriously aiming for success at the Northern Wilderness Conference this time, but just going for the experience.

"Woman, your remarks are quite dangerous!" Dung Beetle narrowed his eyes, looking threateningly at Liu Ruyan.

Old Mo flexed his wrist and said, "She is also at the Golden Core Realm. We'll definitely face off, and I'll personally see her out of the competition!"

Confidence! Absolute confidence. Such remarks stunned Liu Ruyan. Are all the disciples of the Profound Yellow Sect this confident? And has Dung Beetle forgotten who saved him before?

"Let's go." Xu Nian chuckled and took the lead, stepping out.

Liu Ruyan also hurriedly went forward to guide Xu Nian and his group into Kuhai Town.

Traveling from the Demon Beast Forest to the Celestial Splendor Sect by Flying Boat would take some time. After all, the Celestial Splendor Sect was quite a distance away!

The group passed through the outskirts of the Demon Beast Forest and headed straight for Kuhai Town.

At that time, Kuhai Town was already teeming with people from various major factions, all disciples undergoing training and preparing for the Northern Wilderness Conference. For them, this grand event was a chance to make a name for themselves, so they had to be fully prepared.

"Fairy Liu is here!"

"I didn't expect her to personally lead the group this time; what a surprise."

"Say, who are those few behind Fairy Liu? They look somewhat familiar."

"Are they the ones who provoked the Nine Nether Cold Red Flood Dragon? They do look like it. They actually didn't die in the Demon Beast Forest?"

Hearing their comments, Dung Beetle excitedly turned his head and said, "Hear that? I'm famous now!"

Old Mo couldn't be bothered with him.

Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life rolled his eyes and said, "Yeah, you're famous alright. Now all the Third Test Players probably wish they could kill you once a day!"

Upon hearing this, Dung Beetle immediately shut his mouth.

He hadn't forgotten his current predicament. Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life is one of the Third Test Players with decent power, and he also has quite a following, with many female players close to him. It's better not to provoke such a person.

Dung Beetle took out his Communication Ring and directly contacted Starting with a Dog.

"Boss, have you arrived?"

"We've reached Kuhai Town and will soon be heading to the Celestial Splendor Sect. I'll keep the Communication Ring open this time so I can Live Stream my heroic performance for you all!"

"Boss, you truly live up to your name! You've even figured out Live Streaming."

"It's nothing. Make sure you all hunt plenty of Demonic Beasts; I'll be checking up on you when I get back."

"Lord, rest assured, we will not disappoint!"

Listening to Dung Beetle and the Ao Xiang Squad's conversation, Half Dream, Half Wake, Half Life couldn't help but sigh.

He really couldn't understand how such a guy could have fans. And judging by their conversation, his fans' brains seem a bit off. Hopeless, truly hopeless.

"It seems many Non-player Characters are participating this time," Old Mo said, his eyes eagerly scanning the people nearby as he pulled the bandages on his hands tighter.

This was what he longed for! Only by battling such masters could he elevate his own power!

"Let's get ready too," Liu Ruyan said as she took out her Flying Boat.

Her Flying Boat was large, resembling a ship, capable of accommodating dozens of people.

Everyone looked at her Flying Boat with envious eyes.

Is Flourishing Flowers' Flying Sword cool? But how could it compare to a flying vessel?

After the group boarded the Flying Boat, they curiously looked around, studying its details.