Upon hearing this, Zhao Ziyi felt as if she had been struck by a heavy blow, and was shocked.

She then pressed on, "They've all become disciples of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect? Who exactly took them as disciples? And Fang Han, since he's not a member of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, how can he enter the sect at will?"

Zhao Ziyi was filled with worries. If these people were still as weak as before, she would definitely bully them from time to time to vent her hatred.

But now, these people are all stronger than her in individual combat.

If her master had not yet emerged from seclusion, and she had not gained the attention of the sect's higher-ups, then she would have no choice but to avoid Qiao Qianshan and the others.

The young female Taoist frowned, her eyes filled with disdain, and said coldly, "I think you're just meddling in other people's business. What does this have to do with you?"

With that, she waved her hand impatiently. "Leave now, and this time we will not pursue your mistake. But if you dare to trespass on Great Sword Peak again, don't blame us for being impolite."

"this……"

Zhao Ziyi wanted to say a few more words in her defense, but when she saw the sharp, knife-like eyes of the female and male Taoist disciples, she swallowed back the words that were on the tip of her tongue.

She had no choice but to suppress her resentment and respectfully said, "I will remember your teachings, Immortal Child, and leave immediately."

Soon, Zhao Ziyi left, looking dejected.

However, the more she thought about it, the more uneasy she felt.

It was one thing that she couldn't beat Fang Han, after all, Fang Han was no longer the good-for-nothing fool he used to be, but now, she couldn't even beat Ma Kun.

If her former classmates found out about this, she would be laughed at.

Thinking of this, Zhao Ziyi couldn't help but clench her fists.

However, despite her resentment and anger, she dared not linger at Great Sword Peak.

The two celestial children's sharp gazes and icy warnings were like two blades hanging over her head, making her dare not disobey in the slightest.

She took a deep breath, suppressed the turmoil in her heart, and hurriedly left Great Sword Peak.

Before long, she returned to Sword Maniac Peak.

Sword Maniac Peak, among the hundreds of magnificent peaks of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, can only be considered of medium size.

This mountain originally had no name, like a pearl forgotten in the world, unknown to the world.

Later, the newly appointed sect leader of the Longyuan Sword Sect, the Carefree King, remembering Elder Sword Maniac's outstanding contributions to the sect, bestowed this mountain upon him.

Elder Sword Maniac gladly accepted and named the peak Sword Maniac Peak. From then on, he referred to himself as the Peak Master of Sword Maniac Peak.

Upon entering Sword Maniac Peak, a serene and tranquil atmosphere greets you.

The peak is covered with towering trees, and the spiritual energy here is extremely abundant. Wisps of spiritual energy swirl around like a light veil. When cultivators are in this environment, they can feel every pore of their body greedily absorbing this pure spiritual energy, and their minds become clear and serene.

But at this moment, Zhao Ziyi had no mind to appreciate the tranquil environment and abundant spiritual energy.

Her heart was filled with restlessness and unease.

Originally, she thought that stepping into the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect would be the starting point of her glorious rise and the beginning of her journey to the pinnacle of life.

She eagerly anticipated distinguishing herself in the sect, gaining the master's appreciation, and being respected by her fellow disciples.

However, reality was like a bucket of cold water, ruthlessly extinguishing the enthusiasm in her heart.

Since joining the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, nothing she has done has gone smoothly.

"That guy Fang Han did something so shocking, causing a huge disturbance at the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, yet the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect still tolerates him, not only allowing him to stay there permanently but also letting him roam freely within the sect. Add to that Qiao Qianshan, Qiao Yue, Ma Kun, Ma Rou, and others, who were originally insignificant figures, and now they've all become disciples of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, with their cultivation advancing by leaps and bounds. There must be some unspeakable secret behind this; it's just too abnormal."

Zhao Ziyi frowned, her heart filled with doubt and resentment.

She couldn't understand why these people she once looked down on were now so successful, while she was constantly running into obstacles.

She wandered aimlessly on Sword Maniac Peak for a long time. The surroundings were silent. Apart from occasionally encountering some spirit beasts raised by sects and wild beasts in the mountains and forests, she did not encounter a single person.

It turned out that her master, Elder Sword Maniac, was still in seclusion, trying to break through to a higher realm.

Meanwhile, her fellow disciples all went into seclusion, immersed in the world of cultivation, and had no time to care about anything else.

Several hours passed quietly, and dusk fell.

The setting sun on the horizon resembled a giant fireball, radiating its last rays and bathing the entire Sword Maniac Peak in golden light.

However, because of the low temperature, the snow on the peaks did not melt, and under the setting sun, it shimmered with a crystal-clear light, like a silver world.

"It seems that I can only focus on cultivating during this time. Only by constantly improving my strength can I gain a foothold in this cruel sect. I must avenge my family and make that Fang Han wish he were dead."

Zhao Ziyi gazed at the setting sun on the horizon, a hint of determination and ruthlessness flashing in her eyes.

She muttered something to herself, then turned and walked toward the elegant house that her senior brothers and sisters had arranged for her.

Entering the elegant room, she sat cross-legged, closed her eyes, and began to circulate her internal energy, entering a meditative state.

...

For the next few days, apart from hurriedly eating a few bites of the meals delivered by the servant disciples to fill her stomach and taking short breaks when she was exhausted, Zhao Ziyi devoted all her time to frantic cultivation.

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