Chapter 34 Study Hard and Make Progress Every Day Why are they all here for class? ...

Between the cliffs, a broken rope hangs silently.

Four people sat quietly on the edge of a cliff.

“Let’s do it this way. Shi Bai will get a pulley, and Shen Qingluo and I will tie your hands and feet securely. With a strong push, we’ll be able to paddle across.”

Ji Mingran was speechless: "With my hands and feet tied, how am I supposed to get down after we arrive?"

Guan Wangzhen said sincerely, "Speak louder, and call out Venerable Hongyan to untie you."

Shen Qingluo nodded solemnly: "Venerable Hongyan has rushed back to the sect after hearing the news of your serious injuries."

Zhu Shibai stroked his chin thoughtfully and said, "After another incense stick's time, I can also create a magical artifact to amplify sound. Although it is simple, it can still be used for a short period of time. You can take it with you."

Ji Mingran looked at the three people beside him with a dark expression: "This method is completely unreliable."

Zhu Shibai: "If it hadn't been restricted."

Guan Wangzhen: "If it still has wooden planks left."

Shen Qingluo: "If you weren't seriously injured, we could have withstood the magic array set up by Ancestor Luanfeng and taken you there."

The three of them shrugged and said, "We really can't think of any other way."

"Well, alright then," Ji Mingran said curtly. Although she didn't want to be tied up and forced to go there, she also didn't want to go through all the trouble of finding the sect leader.

"I'll trouble you all, young friends. Let me take her there."

Apart from Ji Mingran, the other three turned around and jumped up in surprise. Apart from that, none of them failed to hear the movement behind them.

When Ji Mingran slowly turned around, the three of them had already bowed to the newcomer in unison: "Disciple greets Venerable Hongyan."

Ji Mingran glanced at the three serious-looking people. They had all tacitly skipped introducing themselves, probably afraid that the Venerable One would remember who was loudly plotting to harm their junior sister.

"Senior Brother," Ji Mingran greeted them. Li Sanyang indeed did not inquire about the three's origins, but simply nodded to them. The three quickly bid farewell to Ji Mingran and disappeared in a flash.

"Can you move?" Li Sanyang came to Ji Ming, holding a large bamboo basket that seemed to have appeared out of nowhere. He turned the basket upside down towards her and said, "Sit in, I'll carry you over."

Being tied up with his companions but given a basket to sit in with his senior brother, Ji Mingran was deeply moved and climbed into the basket as instructed. Li Sanyang carried the basket with one hand, walking steadily on the rope. Ji Mingran poked his head out and asked the silent man carrying the basket, "Senior brother, where did you find such a big bamboo basket?" The basket looked quite old.

Zhu Shibai and the others had considered finding a vehicle to transport her, but they couldn't find a suitable one at the moment. Making one on the spot wouldn't be impossible, but it would take some time. It would be easier to tie Ji Mingran up and slide her across.

“It’s an heirloom.” Li Sanyang’s voice came from above her head, and he said slowly, “Even the disciples of Luanfeng can’t cross the bridge successfully every time, so there are masters who lead disciples, senior sisters and senior brothers who lead junior brothers and sisters, and so this bamboo basket has been passed down from generation to generation.” Li Sanyang glanced at Ji Mingran, “When I was a child, my master and senior brothers also carried me across the bridge.”

The impression of Senior Brother Sanyang's maturity and gravitas was truly profound, and Ji Mingran could hardly imagine the scene of Boss Jiang carrying a basket to help Senior Brother Sanyang cross the bridge.

Li Sanyang didn't continue the topic and instead asked, "You've advanced?"

"Yes," Ji Mingran replied.

Li Sanyang stopped in his tracks and stood in the middle of the cliff.

"It was my oversight that you advanced in seven days." He said in a heavy tone, "I thought that since your cultivation had stagnated for eight years, it would take time to regulate your spiritual power. Moreover, since you were near the peak, even if you encountered an accident, I could arrive at any time. But I did not expect you to encounter the training diagram."

He left a back door, allowing his junior sister, who was under a ban, to move freely around the vicinity of Luanfeng. Unexpectedly, she wandered further and further away and even encountered a wandering formation outside Luanfeng that was not marked by the sect.

My vibrant junior sister almost died.

Li Sanyang was filled with lingering fear.

Ji Mingran, however, was thinking about something else.

The Diagram Training Formation, a trial formation created by the founder of Luanfeng, is used to hone disciples. Those who enter the formation will face difficulties set up by it; the closer one's relationship with the founder, the more difficult the difficulties. Simply put, this formation is designed to attack one's own people.

The old master had a saying: "Scolding is a sign of affection, beating is a sign of love; only through tempering can one become useful."

He was truly the originator of madness.

The four of them inadvertently align with the formation's intent, ultimately causing the formation to dissipate.

A chilly wind made Ji Mingran shiver, bringing him back to reality. He realized he was still being held up by one hand, hanging between cliffs. Glancing down, he saw the bottom shrouded in darkness, its depths unseen. Ji Mingran looked back at his senior brother, whose brows were furrowed and whose profile was desolate.

She spoke sincerely and earnestly: "It's nothing, let's hurry back, it wouldn't be good if the sect leader found out I was still lingering outside."

Li Sanyang came to his senses and took a step forward, but his steps were heavy, and the rope swayed slightly as he stepped down.

This was the first time she had ever heard the taciturn Senior Brother Sanyang speak so much:

"There's no need to worry about Yuan Liu. He only asked you to stay on the peak because he had no other choice."

"The reason you are strictly forbidden from going out is not simply because we are afraid you will lose control and self-destruct, affecting innocent people. The loss of the Dingsheng Sect's inheritance is known to all spiritual cultivators, and many sects and rogue cultivators have been secretly searching for it and claiming it for themselves. If the secret of the 100,000 inheritances you possess were to be leaked, your life would be in danger. In order to protect the return of the inheritances and to protect your life, the Five Peaks have reached an agreement to block all news."

"Regarding your recent ordeal, the Eastern Continent has already used the accounts of your accomplices to deal with the other peak masters. They will not say another word about your departure. Apart from the peak masters and the stewards, the other disciples only know that you went into seclusion to cultivate after entering the peak and never went out. As for the merit points you have earned, they will be transferred to you from my account."

"The fewer people who know who brought back the inheritance and how they brought it back, the better for you. From now on, unless absolutely necessary, do not go out until you have finished copying the inheritance. The sect will not publicize that the inheritance has been returned. In this way, others will not find out anything amiss about you hiding the inheritance."

He spoke slowly, and as he finished, he walked to the half-closed wooden door of the courtyard.

Li Sanyang put down the basket and handed a package to Ji Mingran: "I still need to go to Qingzhou to find spiritual items to strengthen my essence. One set for you, senior brother."

Meeting Ji Mingran's questioning gaze, Li Sanyang said, "I speculate that you were able to survive this time because your primordial soul sea of ​​consciousness can accommodate the inherited power of your current realm, but what about next time?" He shook his head, his expression worried; "No one can say for sure. You and your senior brother both need a strong soul solidification. If you sense that you are about to advance next time, inform me immediately."

Ji Mingran nodded and promised, "Okay."

"Junior Sister, I remember." This was the first time Li Sanyang had formally addressed her tonight, his gaze dark and complex as he looked at her. "Luanfeng cannot afford to lose another disciple."

Li Sanyang did not enter the room, but turned around and left.

The meticulous handwriting mirrored the meticulousness of Senior Brother Sanyang. The notes detailed the basic knowledge that new disciples should know, the history of the sect, important news from the five peaks, and the teaching schedules for public courses on each peak.

Ji Mingran flipped the manual over, and on the back, the complete map of the Peak Domain of the Flourishing Sect was revealed.

The location of the main peak of the peak domain, the locations of the teleportation arrays in each domain, and the locations of the sect's medicine hall, dining hall, Yujing Hall, disciplinary hall, and Fengshu Hall were all marked. Beside them were detailed instructions from senior brothers on important matters to be aware of in different places. The ink wasn't completely dry, so it was estimated to have been written recently.

Ji Mingran tied up the notebook, put the rest of the items back into the bundle, and slowly climbed out of the basket. Her injuries were still serious, and she needed to rest in the courtyard for some time. During this time, in addition to continuing to memorize the inheritance, carefully studying the notebook to pass the time was just right.

As the former premier sect in the spiritual cultivation world, Dingsheng Sect boasts a long history, rich heritage, and a mature teaching system. Disciples of each peak primarily cultivate under the guidance of their masters within their respective peaks, but may also participate in public courses offered by other peaks.

The public courses, which were formerly offered on five peaks but are now offered on four, are held on a rotating day. Disciples who are interested can go to the corresponding peak to study.

New disciples, after joining the sect, must attend classes at the Kuangfeng Diling Hall to learn the sect's history and basic cultivation knowledge. New disciples who are already proficient in this knowledge and pass the assessment are exempt from this course.

Ji Mingran was exempted from the new disciple course due to special circumstances. Also exempted were Zhu Shibai, a former disciple of the peak master and now a direct disciple, who had mastered the sect's history and basic knowledge, as well as Guan Wangzhen, and Shen Qingluo, who passed the assessment based on her hard work.

The sect disciples never expected to see the legendary personal disciples in the new disciple course.

So when they saw the fiery red head resting on the table, a heated discussion immediately broke out:

"Is that person Guan Wangzhen?"

"Does Grandmaster Uncle want to listen to the lessons of the newly recruited disciples?"

"I heard that he, along with Grandmaster Zhu and Grandmaster Shen, dealt with that Golden Core Purple Scale Red Python that was running around everywhere, which is why our delayed course can begin today."

"To be able to subdue the Golden Core Purple Scale Red Python, he truly deserves to be a disciple of your master."

"Yes, so why did he come today?"

So why did he come today? This question also lingered in the mind of today's lecturer, Yang Zhenxin, the 36th generation disciple of Kuangfeng.

Why is my uncle here to sabotage me? Is he just bored? Why didn't the peak master capture him?

Yang Zhen secretly grumbled to himself, but there was nothing he could do. He could only properly bow to his junior uncles before beginning the lesson.

"Heaven and earth, the universe, were originally chaos..."

Guan Wangzhen ignored everyone, lying on the table, idly fiddling with the jade tablet in his hand. Only when Yang Zhen began his lesson did he move, lean closer to the jade tablet, and whisper, "Can you hear me clearly?"

Sigh, he knew that Yang Zhen spoke in a muffled and soft voice, so he came early to grab a front seat so that Yu Pai could hear better; otherwise, he would have definitely sat in the last row.

"I heard you clearly," came the clear female voice from the jade pendant.

"That's good then." Mission accomplished, Guan Wanzhen lay down to sleep.

Ji Mingran, on the other side of the jade plaque, was sitting under a locust tree, holding a pen in one hand and flipping through a manual in the other, carefully taking notes on what Yang Zhen had said.