Just as Lu Ning'an and Ling Xiaowu were having their first formal date in the café, countless fluffy little animals were gathering together in the sewers crisscrossing the city of Aoba.

One of the largest animals stood on top of a trash can and spoke impassionedly.

"Little ones! The Phoenix Demon King has appeared, and the day of the revitalization of our demon clan is not far away! Some time ago, the Rabbit King led an army of 100,000 rabbits to resist, but unfortunately failed... But, although defeated, it is still glorious! Their resistance has sounded the clarion call for our demon clan's counterattack, and next, it's up to our rat clan!"

Standing on the garbage can was a fat mouse, with shiny fur and black body, and a pair of small eyes shining with wisdom.

"Great King, Great King!" At this time, a big gray squirrel asked, "But some time ago, we went to contact the demon king, and we didn't wake up the demon king, what should we do next?"

"Good question!" The Rat King praised and said, "Little ones! Human beings are cunning and use demon magic to deceive our demon king, so it should be difficult for the demon king to wake up for a while... So, I decided to think differently."

The big squirrel continued, "What is the way of thinking?"

The Rat King smiled and said, "As far as I know, after a while, the human immortal cultivation world will conduct an event called the 'Seven Swords Great Competition', and many immortal cultivators will gather in the Silver Sword Sect in the northeast. When the time comes, we can..."

The big squirrel suddenly realized: "When the time comes, we will use the strength of the whole clan to go to the northeast and destroy all those immortal cultivators!"

"Are you stupid?" The Rat King raised his hand with one claw and slapped the big gray rat into the sewage in the distance, and then said angrily, "With so many immortal cultivators together, how can we possibly fight? It is said that there are still monks in the Transformation Period, and even I have just built the peak of the foundation, do you want us rats to die?"

The big gray squirrel was spitting bubbles in the sewage and did not speak.

Seeing that no one was praising him, the Rat King vaguely regretted it, so he could only continue to say, "My idea is that we can take advantage of the opportunity of each sect to participate in the Seven Swords Competition, go and sneak attack a few sects, and casually steal some elixir magic weapons and food to come back and strengthen our Rat Clan."

Hearing that they could steal food, the rats suddenly became excited.

"It's great to steal food!"

"I like to eat rice."

"If there is anything delicious about rice, steal it and steal cheese!"

"Wouldn't it be nice to steal a few pieces of meat and come back?"

"Do those sects have cats?"

"I'm not afraid of having cats, cats can't catch mice now, and they're more timid than us..."

At this time, the big squirrel finally got up from the sewage and asked loudly, "King, where are we going to steal?" Do you want to steal Aoba City directly?"

"Aoba City can steal less, but it can't be used as the main stealing direction." The Rat King suddenly felt a lot more relaxed, and said, "There are too many monks here in Aoba City, and the guards are too tight, and any one of the people who deliver food on the road is an immortal cultivator, if we put the main force here, it will be easy to break our muscles and bones."

The big squirrel continued, "Where is the king going to steal?"

The Rat King said, "I'm going to start with some small sects first, it's not easy to attract too much attention from the Aoba Immortal Cultivation Realm, so we can continue to slowly accumulate strength in the dark."

"Does the king know which sects are small sects?"

"I didn't know before, but now I know." The Rat King smiled proudly, took out a list, and said confidently, "This is the list of the Seven Swords Contest that I have stolen with great difficulty, and with my understanding of human beings, they generally rank the strongest forces at the top and the weakest at the bottom. I don't believe you, isn't the top of the list Aoba takeout?"

The rats looked up and saw that there were four big characters written on the top of the list, but they didn't know what the words were.

Anyway, what the king says is what it is!

"I see!" The big squirrel said, "So, does the king want to tell us to steal the sects at the back?"

"Not bad

！」 The Rat King nodded with satisfaction, pointed to the bottom of the list, and said, "Since this Blood Puppet Sect, as well as the Purple Flame Sect, the Black Evil Sect, and the Golden Sword Sect, are ranked last, their strength must be very weak, so we might as well take advantage of the Seven Swords Competition to steal their elixirs, magic weapons, and food!"

The rats became excited again and shouted in unison, "Steal their food! Stealing their food! stole their food..."

Seeing that the rat heart was available, the rat king immediately issued an order: "Little ones! Immediately contact the rats in the field and ask them to do their best to find the addresses of these four sects. In addition, Big Ash, you stay and organize a team of daredevils, and when the Seven Swords Contest comes, you will steal the green leaf takeaway and distract the attention of the green leaf immortal cultivators."

The big squirrel's face changed, and his fur was almost white.

"Also, we can't give up on the Demon King." The Rat King pondered for a moment and said, "I think that before the Seven Swords Contest begins, I will personally follow the Demon King, observe her words and deeds, and see if there is any possibility of awakening her."

"By the way, there's one more thing." The Rat King was about to jump off the trash can, but suddenly remembered something, and said to the big gray squirrel, "When you go to Aoba Takeout to steal, by the way, go to the confinement area of Aoba Takeout, Brother Rabbit is locked up there, you try to save it." In the future, we pika and rabbit clans can discuss the plans of the demon clan together!"

After saying that, the rat king didn't wait for the big gray squirrel to respond, so he jumped straight out of the trash can and ran away along the sewer pipe.

The rats also dispersed.

Only one mouse, the big gray mouse, was left in place, and its coat was gray and gray.

......

About five hundred miles away from Aoba City, more than a dozen monks in different costumes gathered in the conference hall of a hotel, their expressions solemn.

The first round-faced golden-clothed man asked everyone, "What do your sects think about this Seven Swords Competition? Do you want to go?"

"Of course I want to go." A red-robed man said, "Hello, the invitations have been sent, what is there to dare to go?"

"This is obviously the plan of the two factions of immortals and demons, please put it into the urn." A big man in a black vest said coldly, "Our Black Sect has lost nearly one-third of its strength this time, and we really can't afford the loss, so we won't participate this time, so please take care of yourself."

After saying that, the big man in the black vest immediately got up and prepared to leave.

"Hehehe!" The red-robed man suddenly sneered, "Heavy losses? Which of our sects has lost less? You are so retreating, do you want to confirm the name of the "Reverse Sect"? Since you"

The big man of the Black Gate stopped, turned his head and stared coldly at the red-robed man.

The red-robed man didn't bow his head and continued to laugh.

The big man snorted coldly at the end, and then sat back in his seat.

The golden-clothed man nodded and said, "Look, you mean you're all going. In that case, we should make some preparations in advance and get to know our opponents."

As he spoke, the gold-clothed man turned on the projector in the conference room and projected a document on the screen.

"Lu Ningan, male, 22 years old. Graduated from Aoba University's Faculty of Construction and Engineering..."