In Luofu Mountain, ghosts with white bones wander around the mountains in an enchanting way on moonlit nights.

Various rumors spread like wildfire among the disciples of the sect.

"According to reliable information, Vice President Xiao of Shanguiyuan is secretly raising demon slaves."

"Deputy Master Xiao? Didn't he just receive a commendation from Long Yuan Mansion? He really knows people but not their hearts."

"You don't know? Not long ago, he robbed a tomb in the middle of the night and carried several female corpses back."

"The female corpse... the bones... have closed the loop. I was still skeptical about those rumors before, but now it seems that they are true."

"I think he is not just raising demons, he is most likely refining demons... But since he is a demon slave, why not raise a cat demon, fox demon or something like that?"

"You can understand perverted thoughts...then you are not far from being perverted."

Up and down Luofu Mountain, a group of disciples were discussing one after another. In their words, the Deputy Chairman of Shanguiyuan was gradually being demonized. Some people even vowed to report with real names. Xiao Chaoyuan was the demon incarnation, with the purpose of cholera Luofu orthodoxy and cut off the incense of this lineage.

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In the early morning, it was just dawn.

A figure burst into the quiet courtyard, walking like a tiger, expressing the feeling of being in high spirits on happy occasions.

"Where is Lao Xiao... where is Lao Xiao...?"

Zhao Dongcheng was facing the spring breeze, looking for Xiao Chaoyuan's figure all over the yard.

After such a big thing happened, as a good brother who started at the same time, of course he had to visit and comfort him.

After all, Xiao Chaoyuan was the vice-chairman of the First Academy, a four-star demon hunter, and a well-established person. It was hard to feel that he had been shouldered such a big blame for nothing.

"here……"

Xiao Chaoyuan's voice came from the pavilion.

Zhao Dongcheng looked up and saw Xiao Chaoyuan wearing a plain robe casually on his body and practicing calligraphy in the pavilion.

"Yes, now is the time to practice calligraphy and calm down." Zhao Dongcheng nodded and walked over.

"Old Xiao, what's going on with you recently? It's caused a lot of trouble in the city, and the impact is too bad."

Zhao Dongcheng looked a little sad.

"Have you heard about it too?" Xiao Chaoyuan said calmly without raising his head.

"Nonsense, public dissatisfaction is boiling now. There are rumors about you all over Luofu Mountain. You must pay attention to the impact." Zhao Dongcheng said solemnly.

"This group of disciples is too idle. I heard that the ones who shout the most fiercely are the disciples of your [Fire-Eating Academy]. Do you have any restraints?" Xiao Chaoyuan put down the pen in his hand and raised his head and asked.

"Really? I haven't heard about this." Zhao Dongcheng shook his head.

Brotherly love is stronger than blood. If something happens to my brother, I will pretend to be deaf. This is an old saying passed down from ancient times.

"The short-term and the long-term, let them go... If you are not envied by others, you are mediocre. Who knows who will slander the king after his death." Xiao Chaoyuan's state of mind has reached a state of calm after experiencing several twists and turns.

"You can't do this. The rumors have become true and the negativity has become overwhelming. How can we make progress?" Zhao Dongcheng said sadly.

He couldn't watch his brother fall behind, so he wanted to be the guiding light in the darkness and pull this lost lamb back from the abyss.

"Huh!? Are you listening to me? What are you writing?"

"I'm writing a speech for being promoted to the first position." Xiao Chaoyuan put down the pen in his hand again, squinted his eyes and smiled.

"Promoted to the first position!?"

Zhao Dongcheng was stunned at first, then the expression on his face gradually solidified, and his wide eyes showed an expression of disbelief.

"Are you going to be promoted to the top position? When?" Zhao Dongcheng asked almost like a roar.

"I guess it will be soon, it will only be a matter of a month or two..."

Xiao Chaoyuan grinned. Ever since the Yinshan War, Ji Danchen had thought of taking a back seat. As for the candidate to succeed him, he was naturally Xiao Chaoyuan, who was very lucky and in the limelight.

"How could you..." Zhao Dongcheng was completely confused and seemed to find it difficult to accept this reality.

He and Xiao Chaoyuan entered the school together, practiced together, became monster hunters together, entered the ninth realm together, became deputy seats of the academy together, and competed for the top spot in the mountain gate together...

Logically speaking, they should be promoted to the top position together, but why...

"Old Zhao, the fortune teller said that after I turn forty, I will meet a noble person, soar into the sky, and achieve unparalleled achievements... Now it seems that it has come true." Xiao Chaoyuan stood up, faced his old friend, and couldn't help but sigh.

He was in a state of ups and downs, as he thought this would be the case in his life.

Who would have thought that Li Mo's appearance would be like a guiding light in his life, pulling him ashore in the long waves. Once the opportunity came, he could no longer stop him.

"Old Zhao, I will be the host tonight to celebrate and have a good drink." Xiao Chaoyuan laughed.

"Drink your mother!"

Zhao Dongcheng's face turned red. He shouted loudly and turned around, not wanting to stay for even a moment longer.

"Old Zhao, please slow down. I'll give you some life-saving pills later." Xiao Chaoyuan said with concern from behind.

"Save your mother!"

Zhao Dongcheng's voice was like a lion's roar, from far to near, and disappeared into the cold little courtyard along with his figure.

It can be expected that he will not and will not appear in front of Xiao Chaoyuan in the short term.

"Life...this is life..."

Xiao Chaoyuan sighed leisurely, lowered his head and continued writing his promotion speech.

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That night, Xiao Luyao was the host and invited Li Mo and Feng Wannian to have a violent meal at the Red Lantern Tower.

"What? Deputy Xiao is really going to be promoted to the first position?"

Feng Wannian, who had just returned, was quite surprised when he heard the news. According to his intelligence, it would take at least five or six years for Deputy Xiao to sit in this position.

"That's tentatively decided. Don't tell anyone about it yet. It will probably take some time before the official announcement is made."

Xiao Luyao had already regarded Li Mo as one of her own, so she would not hide such news.

"In this way, Vice President Xiao will become the youngest chief among the Nine Courts..." Feng Wannian couldn't help but sigh.

How old is Xiao Chaoyuan this year? He is less than fifty years old.

You must know that among the nine heads, the eldest is Han Chongshui of Fufeng Yuan, who is seventy-three years old this year.

The youngest is Huo Qianshan, the former leader of [Bahou Yuan], who is fifty-three years old.

If Xiao Chaoyuan takes over as the first person in Shanguiyuan this year, he will be the youngest person in Luofu Mountain in the past fifty years. He has a bright future.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "I guess it will have to wait until the selection and assessment of Xuantian Pavilion is over." Xiao Luyao guessed.

Nowadays, this is regarded as the top priority of Luofu Mountain and even Longyuan Mansion, and other things have to be put on the back burner.

"I heard that these days, the other six major sects are ready to move, and outstanding disciples have begun to emerge, and even gradually gained a reputation in Longyuan Mansion." Feng Wannian also told what he saw during his trip.

In fact, this was also the case before the Xuantian Pavilion selection and assessment in previous years.

The popular successors and seed players of the seven major sects will be paid attention to by the major forces in Longyuan Mansion, and they will even be named in a book, and their information will be recorded in detail one by one. It is called [Qianlong Book], and one book will cost hundreds of people.

Two pieces of silver, and the supply exceeds the demand.

After all, Xuantian Pavilion selection is held every three years, which can be regarded as a major event in Longyuan Mansion.

Moreover, even if the characters who can be recorded in the "Hidden Dragon Book" cannot enter the Xuantian Pavilion, they will definitely be influential figures in the major sects in the future. In time, they will definitely be among the top.

Therefore, the previous [Qianlong Book] is also regarded as the future power vane of Longyuan Mansion. I don’t know how many forces will bet at this time.

"This year's [Qianlong Book] should be out soon, and we in Luofu Mountain are probably only on the Qiyu list." Feng Wannian said solemnly.

Hearing this, Xiao Luyao glanced at Li Mo secretly and said nothing.

"No, I will definitely get a copy later." Feng Wannian sensed a business opportunity.

"I heard that a volume costs three to five hundred taels of silver, and the supply exceeds demand," Li Mo said.

"I have a way."

Feng Wannian grinned and said: "I only want one volume, the worst I can do is spend a lot of money to rent one..."

"I have already found a workshop. As long as there is an original copy, I will start working overnight and print out five hundred volumes every day. I will sell each volume for five coins... then... hehe..."

Feng Wannian's smile smelled of money.

"Pirated bookseller!?" Li Mo curled his lips: "You deserve to die!"

"Don't run around these days. There may be other disciples coming to pay homage to the mountain." Xiao Luyao brought the topic back.

This is also the tradition of previous generations. The visits between the disciples of the mountain sect are tacitly understood by each other. It is not only a warm-up before the assessment, but also a bottom-up, so that they can know the real opponent.

In addition, Luofu Mountain has been a bit uneasy recently. Although the rumors about the Bone Demon are gradually becoming more and more outrageous, they have also gained the attention of senior officials.

When mentioning this matter, Xiao Luyao's expression became a little unnatural.

"Senior Sister Xiao, I heard that the white-bone demon..."

When it came to this matter, Feng Wannian became interested.

"Don't hear about it."
To be continued...