Villain Cultivator

Chapter 34:Representative Selection (1)

Chapter 34 – Representative Selection (1)

It was the day before the annual examination event of both Mountain Goose Sect and Silver Phoenix Sect.

Long Meifang and Qi Hong decided not to hold the traditional auction as tomorrow was a big day. The outer disciples and workers also didn't visit the contribution hall, but they gathered on the tenth floor, waiting for their elders to give them instructions about tomorrow's event. As for the inner disciples and core disciples, they gathered at the 15th floor to listen to Xu Xiuying instead.

As usual, Miaomiao attended the meeting on the tenth floor, but he had 20 beautiful bodyguards around him. No horny disciple could approach him without going through these tough women.

The ones responsible for the 10th-floor gathering were Qi Hong and Qi Ning again. This time, they didn't come here to give lectures, but they were here to relay orders from Xu Xiuying.

"As you know, tomorrow will be a big day since we will recruit new blood to our sect. For those who are accustomed to our annual event, I hope you've prepared for today's representative selection. As for the new disciples and workers, I'll explain the details."

Qi Ning was the one explaining the pre-event that would happen today, which was held to select disciples for tomorrow's event. Before Miaomiao and everybody here could spectate tomorrow's event, the Silver Phoenix Sect also had their internal examination.

"Every year, we always select 10 best outer disciples and 10 best inner disciples to be our sect's representative. At tomorrow's event, many examinees will challenge our representative for extra prizes, so we will need our strongest members to be our representatives. They will shoulder our pride and reputation in tomorrow's event, so they have to be the best of the best!"

Qi Ning took charge of explaining the internal selection rules. While she was at it, she glanced at Miaomiao. This was her best opportunity to teach this spoiled brat a lesson.

The selection event was basically a ladder competition. Last year's representatives would occupy the current spots, but each disciple had one attempt to challenge one of them to take their right to participate in tomorrow's event.

In the case that some of the former representatives had been promoted to inner disciples, left the sect, or was not in a condition to take the selection competition, the strongest members with the lowest serial number would take their places.

Also, the hierarchy between disciples would play a part in this competition. Disciples with the highest serial number would be forced to use their attempt and challenge the representatives first. If they were to forfeit or lose, they would not be able to challenge someone else again.

The challenge would repeat until the disciple with the lowest serial number used their attempt. Once nobody could challenge a representative who currently occupied the spot, the competition would be over. The 10 disciples who managed to maintain their seats would enter tomorrow's event as this year's representative. As for the failed candidates, they could only spectate the event from afar.

"Last year's representatives, step forward! Go take your seats!"

After Qi Hong finished explaining the rules, she called out the remaining former representatives. Only six disciples jumped on the stage.

Behind the square stage, ten single sofas had been prepared in advance. The six disciples occupied the seats, leaving four unoccupied sofas.

Three of the former representatives got promoted into inner disciples last year. As for the other vacant seat, it belonged to Zheng Liqin. Unfortunately, Qi Hong transferred her to the security division, so she was no longer a disciple but a worker of the sect.

"E306, E307, E308, E309, you four will take over the vacant spots!"

The four disciples with the lowest serial numbers leaped onto the stage and occupied the four empty seats. All ten sofas now had owners.

Serial numbers of Silver Phoenix Sect had simple codes and hierarchy.

[E] Referred to [Elite Disciple].

[S] Referred to [Slaves].

[C] Referred to [Core Disciples].

There were other codes for workers, commoner prostitutes, and security guards, but they were irrelevant at this time.

Following the alphabet was each disciple's rank among their peers. For example, E001 was the lowest number but is presented as the strongest disciple among the accepted elites. On the other hand, S001 was the strongest fighter among slaves.

Inner disciples consisted of codename E001 to E299. Zheng Liqin was an exception since she could defeat several inner disciples and earned the number E100 with her strength. But due to her past misdeed, she couldn't become an inner disciple.

Outer disciples' serial numbers were E300 to E1054. A disciple could obtain a better rank by challenging a fellow disciple with a lower number. If they could defeat the challenged disciple, they could take over their rank, obtaining a better standing among their peers.

Jiang Lan was a new outer disciple, so she started at the bottom with the serial number E1053.

As for Miaomiao, he was at the last number, E1054. Since he had never participated or challenged any disciple yet, his rank remained at the bottom.

And now, Miaomiao would be forced to either challenge one of the ten representatives first or forfeit the competition.

"E1054, Xu Miao! You're up. Choose your opponent or forfeit if you're not ready. You've done nothing but having sex all day. Do you still have the guts to fight a fragile woman?"

Qi Ning smirked as she mocked Miaomiao. From her perspective, this trashy young master would get himself humiliated in this competition if he were to challenge someone.

Moreover, the rumor about Miaomiao selling his body to JY disciples was well-known among the disciples and the elders. Even cultivators in the city had even heard that Miaomiao had been doing nothing but having sex every day. Without practicing any martial art or participating in any sparring match, everyone believed that he was a good-for-nothing spoiled wastrel. Qi Ning also had the same impression of Miaomiao as everybody else.

On the other hand, Qi Hong, Long Meifang, and disciples from Joyous Yin School still believed in Miaomiao. Since he had the stamina to do 10 girls 5 times every day, this young master might do well in actual combat.

As for the man in question, Miaomiao wasn't nervous. He slowly stood up and revealed his dull unmotivated eyes as if he didn't want to take part in it.

"Senior, do I really have to beat a woman? I don't want to bully a girl in front of everybody here. It's unsightly and disgraceful for a gentleman."

Hearing Miaomiao's remark, all Virgin Yin disciples and Qi Ning laughed.

"Oi, oi, Xu Miao. Are you thinking too highly of yourself? Do you understand what position you're in? I admit that you've increased your strength pretty fast for a trashy rookie, but all representative candidates here are 2nd stage cultivators with double dantians! The weakest one is at level 7! What are you, a level 10 first stage bragging that you can defeat them?"

Qi Ning didn't hold back her tongue. She berated Miaomiao in front of everybody.

It was a common sense that dual cultivators were usually weaker than other cultivators at the same strength, so Qi Ning believed that Miaomiao wouldn't have a chance. When Miaomiao bragged that he could bully them, she didn't miss this chance to humiliate him.

Qi Hong and other Joyous Yin disciples also showed their concerns, especially those who had bedded Miaomiao at least once. They thought that Miaomiao raised his strength via sex, and he still lacked battle experience.

The ten candidates on the stage also had a mocking expression on their faces. All of them came from Virgin Yin School, and they looked down on this horny young master. Even if they had fantasized him or had once planned to seduce him, they were offended when Miaomiao said that he could defeat them.

"Young master Xu. It's not like we're weaker than men. Please show us some respect."

The strongest candidate, E300, voiced her opinion while trying to be polite. However, malicious intent could be detected from her tone.

E300, aka Kang Yan, was a 22-year-old virgin, who was also a follower of Yao Lan. She had long straight red hair, tied in a ponytail. Her unyielding expression and her striking face reminded Miaomiao of strong-headed female warriors in fantasy stories.

Kang Yan donned in a full studded leather armor suit as if she was a lady knight in her training uniform. Her tight leather revealed her curvy body and healthy hips, which could attract every man with butt fetish.

Overall, E300 was an embodiment of a valiant female knight. Combining her purity with her outspoken attitude, she was an idol of all Virgin Yin disciples.

As soon as Kang Yan rebuked Miaomiao, all nine other candidates stood up and challenged him.

"That's right! If you think we're weaker than you, come and fight me!"

"Do you think we're weaker than a good-for-nothing sex maniac like you!?"

"Come and try me! I'll show you how a real fight is done!"

Things in the sect changed during the time Miaomiao secluded himself in his room for having sex all day.

At first, these virgin maidens had a high opinion of Miaomiao and wanted to date him. But after he created the man-whore scandal, these women were disillusioned, and they began to dislike him because of his debauchery behavior. They deemed him as a spoiled brat with no cultivation future.

Looking at this scene, Miaomiao finally revealed a wide smile. He took a deep breath and muttered, "Ah, a face-smacking scene. I love those s when stupid people looked down on MCs. Welp, I'm not an MC, though, but I will take pleasure slapping some asses."

Miaomiao's remark wasn't unheard of. Everybody on the tenth floor could hear it. Although they couldn't understand some of the jargon, the 10 candidates interpreted it as an insult.

"That's enough, young master Xu. Come on the stage and challenge one of us. If you don't want to fight, scram! Return to your room and continue selling your body like one of those dirty whores as you are!"

Kang Yan lost her temper and lashed it on Miaomiao. The latter squinted his cold eyes and glared at the virgin knight.

"Okay. I've changed my mind. I'll make you regret looking down on dual cultivators! I challenge you, E300!"

Kang Yan laughed, "Oh? Instead of challenging a weaker seat, you dare to challenge me? How about this? Let's make a bet. If you lose, you must leave this sect and stop leeching on your mother!"

Hearing that Kang Yan wanted to make a bet, Miaomiao almost couldn't hold back his laughter, "Oh? Then, what if I win? What will I get?"

"That will never happen!"

"Oh, please. Don't speak like one of those third-rate villains. Let's see… If I win, you will be my pet. How about it?"

Kang Yan gritted her teeth before she bellowed, "Fine! Come up on the stage. I'll teach you the difference in strength between a real 2nd stage cultivator and a 1st stage trash!"