Chapter 125 This spirited young man is actually Yu Tianxing?

The class finally ended amidst the restless anticipation of the young students.

As soon as the teacher uttered the words "Lesson over," Mo Jingshuang cheered and eagerly pulled Ji Mingran out of the study hall.

"Quick! We need to get ahead of them, or we'll definitely be squeezed at the back later."

Ji Mingran walked to the door and turned around. Sure enough, he saw the other disciples sitting in their seats stand up and rush out in the same direction as them. The middle-aged master was jostled and bumped in the surging crowd. He looked helplessly at the disciples rushing out and said, "Oh dear, you guys, don't be in such a hurry."

Although the Master was helpless, he was not angry. He just smiled and shook his head as he looked at his chattering disciples.

Ji Mingran remembered that when the disciples in the study hall were still children, they had great respect for their teachers. As long as the teachers had not left the study hall, no one dared to leave their desks. Now, the young disciples, on the other hand, had no such scruples. Before the middle-aged teachers even left the study hall, they had already scattered in a hurry.

Their interactions with the Master seemed to have softened considerably, with less of the initial reverence and more harmonious relations.

Is it because of the passage of time and the increased familiarity with the Master?

Ji Mingran reluctantly followed Mo Jingshuang. Based on her recent memories, she remembered that this was the direction to Wusi Academy.

Mo Jingshuang pulled her along, walking quickly, and said excitedly, "This time it's going to be extremely exciting! I heard from the senior brothers and sisters who went to observe the test that our sect's participating disciples are leading the way all the way, leaving the so-called top ten Daoist disciples far behind, making our Nameless Sect famous throughout the entire spiritual cultivation world. Hmph, our Nameless Sect doesn't easily leave the mountain, but once we do, we'll definitely shock the entire cultivation world."

"I'm so happy," Ji Mingran replied. She could understand this excitement, after all, their Dingsheng Sect had just won the championship outside of their own sect.

“Yes.” Mo Jing’s eyes shone with pride and self-confidence: “Our Ming Sect has been secluded for many years, but we have never been bad. Every senior brother and sister has gone through hardships just like we did when we were young. Of course, our sect is not bad.”

"Get through it?" Ji Mingran glanced at her.

“Yes, that’s true for us. We finally made it through the big exam, and then there were all sorts of smaller exams. Back then, only you and I were left in the same study hall. That’s what it’s like to get through it all,” Mo Jingshuang said with emotion. “If Chen Xian hadn’t suddenly left the sect, we might not even be standing here now.”

Is this an attempt to affirm the sect while also acknowledging past setbacks?

Ji Mingran had not forgotten his experience as a lowly outer disciple at the bottom of the Nameless Sect, where he was poorly clothed and hungry, and had to rely on robbing and fighting for everything. If he did not attach himself to a powerful or influential disciple, life would be very difficult.

Having only experienced a short period of time, and relying on his own strength and Yu Tianxing's, he had the capacity to cope and did not feel bitter or tormented.

But what about the real junior disciples? Powerless and helpless orphaned junior disciples, surrounded and knocked unconscious, plotted to be robbed, and still have to study from dawn till late at night, preparing for all kinds of small and big tests. Such days can indeed be described as torturous.

Mo Jingshuang was not part of the small group that bullied others at the time; she was a weak disciple who was being bullied.

Ji Mingran knew clearly that he was just an outsider in this memory and would not have a real feeling about the scene, but these junior disciples had once existed vividly and had truly survived countless elimination competitions.

How could such a young disciple, grown up to be so grateful and proud of the sect?

If it were her, she would most likely harbor resentment towards the sect, and subconsciously feel anxious about the possibility of losing a peaceful life.

However, judging from the expressions of Mo Jingshuang and the junior disciples just now, it seems that this is not the case.

Ji Mingran was somewhat confused. Ah, human nature truly is a profound subject, worthy of continuous exploration and study.

Perhaps she was too happy, because although she did not respond, Mo Jingshuang kept talking like a chirping bird.

"Although the sect leader had long ago predicted that we would definitely participate in this spiritual cultivation competition and win the championship, isn't the moment when the prophecy comes true the most exciting?"

"I haven't been out since I joined the sect. I wonder what it's like outside. I asked Senior Brother Chaoxing to bring us back some interesting things when he has time. I wonder what he brought back?"

"Let me try harder and calculate when it will be our turn to leave the sect. Junior Sister, you should calculate it too."

"Oh right, we'll go over to the other side of the lotus pond later. That's closer to the entrance, so we should stand at the front. When the participating teams come back, they'll definitely see us immediately. Oh no, I mean, we'll be able to see them immediately."

Ji Mingran had been pondering human nature and remained silent for a long time. The excited Mo Jingshuang finally realized her silence and directly found a reason for it.

Hesitantly, she said, "Uh, Junior Sister, are you still afraid to see Senior Brother Tianxing?" As she spoke, she slowed her pace, and a look of worry appeared on her face: "If you are really afraid, let's not go."

"Afraid?" Ji Mingran finally came to his senses. "Why should I be afraid of him?"

"Really not?" Mo Jingshuang leaned closer to carefully observe her expression. Seeing that she was indeed alright, she said with relief, "That's good, that's good. I was worried that you were still bothered by things from your childhood."

"Things from your childhood?"

"You've forgotten all that?" Mo Jingshuang pulled her along, quickening her pace again. "I'm truly relieved now, it means you didn't take it to heart. I haven't dared to mention it all these years, afraid of offending you. Actually, I have heard that after he came out of seclusion, he went to intercept you again, but nothing happened in the end. Didn't he suddenly change his mind and turn around and leave after seeing you? He didn't bother you again after that."

Ji Mingran didn't reply. Mo Jingshuang glanced back and continued, "Besides, I've noticed that you two have basically been on different occasions and ignored each other all these years. You've managed to live in peace, haven't you? That's why I dared to tell you. But he's not the only one participating this time. Just ignore him and look at the others."

The two walked very fast, and before they knew it, they had circled the lotus pond. Just as Mo Jingshuang had said, there was a small gap around the corner. The two squeezed through and arrived in front of the crowd.

Unlike the last time when everyone gathered in the hall of Wusi Academy, this time everyone came to the gate. The sect leader and his wife stood in front of the hall with beaming smiles. The eldest senior sister Chu Rangyue and the second senior brother Mao Qingyun stood on either side of them, while the rest of the people stood in two rows in the front courtyard, leading the way and looking on with anticipation.

Mo Jingshuang forced her to squeeze to the front of the courtyard gate. This position was the farthest from the sect leader and others, but the closest to people coming and going from Wusi Academy. As soon as they arrived, they could see them at a glance.

"The entire sect came to welcome you." Mo Jingshuang whispered in her ear, "The winning disciple of the Spiritual Cultivation Competition, how glorious."

Ji Mingran was squeezed so tightly that he was pressed against the door, barely managing to turn half his face around. He only heard the second half of Mo Jingshuang's sentence before he immediately said modestly, "It's alright, it's alright. I'm almost squashed into a pancake."

Being squeezed together wasn't without its advantages; for example, she could clearly hear the disciples above her excitedly discussing.

"Senior Sister Miaowan and Senior Brother Heyi are already deeply in love, as everyone knows. What kind of 'astrological observation' is this?"

"Back to the competition, I heard they all reaped quite a reward from the prize pool dungeon this time!"

"I heard that Senior Brother Chaoxing and Senior Brother Tianxing have both obtained a world-renowned sword. That's great! A while ago, the sect leader and his wife were worried about not being able to find their life-saving swords. Now they've solved that problem all at once."

"It's strange, didn't the sect leader foresee where their life swords were?"

"Even if we foresaw it, we also knew that this journey was fraught with danger! Opportunity was hidden within the ominous signs, and the lady was so worried that she didn't sleep for months on end. Now that they have returned safely, the sect leader and the lady are overjoyed."

Unnamed Sect, Spiritual Cultivation Competition, Champion, Famous Sword... Ji Mingran captured one keyword after another, and gradually, the fragmented information was pieced together completely.

The disciple who led the Nameless Sect to victory more than two hundred years ago and later fell into demonic possession obtained the divine sword during the competition.

Jiang Chaoxing and Yu Tianxing both obtained the Life Sword.

The demonic cultivator Jiang Chaoxing appeared in the Hongqi Sect's territory during the Spiritual Cultivation Competition, seeking an opportunity to create chaos in the surrounding area.

Does this mean that Jiang Chaoxing is the disciple of the Unnamed Sect who later fell into demonic cultivation? He took advantage of the fact that the Hongqi Sect was busy organizing a spiritual cultivation competition, broke free and ran away, caused some trouble, and was then caught and brought back.

But the strangest one is Yu Tianxing. How did he end up in the Nameless Sect two hundred years ago? And as a disciple participating in the sect's trials?

So he participated in the spiritual competition twice?

Hmm, is Jiang Chaoxing's appearance related to him? Is that why Hong Qizong captured him?

But that doesn't make sense either. If she remembers correctly, the disciple who led the Nameless Sect to victory back then was only thirteen years old, which doesn't match the ages of the two of them.

The problem has circled back to the beginning.

The information obtained was still insufficient. Ji Mingran felt that he had vaguely grasped the situation, but he still could not uncover the truth.

The truth had nothing to do with her, but now she was inexplicably trapped in these fragments of memories, with no way to get out. The more information she gathered, the better it would be for her.

If only he could ask Yu Tianxing, but right now, he has no idea what the future holds.

Or perhaps we could try changing the setting? She appeared twice in the Nameless Sect; what would happen if she ran outside the borders of the Land of Memories?

Amidst her chaotic thoughts, her back was constantly being pushed and shoved. If there hadn't been absolutely no gaps, she would have been pushed out.

Ji Mingran was completely unable to move from the door, only feeling the heads behind her still surging toward them in waves.

"Here it comes, here it comes."

"They're here!"

Ji Mingran rolled his eyes and looked sideways with difficulty.

Amidst the rising clouds and the fragrance of lotus blossoms, five people strolled out from the interplay of light and shadow.

She heard Mo Jingshuang, who was squeezed under her chin, say, "It's really beautiful."

Ji Mingran's eyes were completely slanted to one side, and he finally saw the person who had come in clearly.

Her gaze was drawn to the person with the most outstanding appearance and temperament, and she couldn't look away. She sighed softly from the bottom of her heart, "She is indeed beautiful."

At seventeen or eighteen, the handsome young man had completely shed his childishness. His jawline was sharp and his brows were piercing. Another young man walking beside him was talking to him excitedly in a low voice. Upon hearing this, the handsome young man smiled slightly at one corner of his mouth, laughing carefree and unrestrainedly.

A magnificent sunset glowed behind it, but it paled in comparison to the youth's captivating radiance.

Ji Mingran was stunned.

This spirited and radiant person is actually Yu Tianxing.

Ji Mingran was stunned; for a moment, it really felt a little strange.

As if sensing something, the boy lifted his thick, long eyelashes, which had been hanging down, and his deep, dark eyes, still shrouded in mist, glanced over casually, sweeping across the crowd that was waiting for them.

Then, I met her slanted eyes.