Yun Xian left the main hall and did not try to fly on the sword again. He just walked out in deep thought.
There were disciples practicing swordplay on the Smoke and Cloud Terrace. When they saw her passing by, they all asked, "Senior Sister Xiaoyun, are you going to the cafeteria?"
"..." Yun Xian always felt that his image was gradually crumbling amidst repeated rumors. "Why would I go to the cafeteria so late at night? I've been fasting for a long time!"
The other disciples laughed.
After all, she was the sect leader's daughter. Even if she was approachable, she was bound to feel a sense of distance from other disciples her age. But Yun Xian was different. She was genuinely indifferent and had no intention of interfering in sect affairs. Her cleverness was all spent on sneaking down the mountain to eat, meditate, and sleep, making her more like a mascot. Even so, it was clear that Yun Lang was right; her aptitude was truly excellent.
She worked hard for three days and rested for two days. While other outer disciples were still working hard on building their foundation, she had already achieved the Golden Core stage without realizing it.
In fact, this is easy to make people hate you, but the disciples also know that the road to the great Dao is long, and no one can predict who will come out on top. Besides, there are people who are born in the Spiritual Source and are born in the Fusion Stage. Do they have so much time to hate people? It is better to practice swordsmanship.
Of course, not everyone thinks this way.
Before she even walked back to the door of her own palace, she heard Qiao Lingshan's voice, her voice rather grumpy: "Didn't you say Yun Xian was still in seclusion? Why did I hear her voice just now?"
Yingluo stood there with a stern face, unfazed by the boiling water: "Senior Sister, you must have heard wrongly."
"How is that possible!" Qiao Lingshan angrily said, "Even if I turned into ashes, I could still recognize her voice!!"
This girl is here again.
Qiao Lingshan is the daughter of the Sixth Elder. She is pretty and charming, with excellent talent and understanding. She is also very hardworking and diligent. However, for some reason, she always has a mysterious obsession with Yun Xian and is ready to compete with her at any time.
Yun Xian was too lazy to even move, so how could he possibly bother to compete with her? So he would just slack off every time, making up a bunch of excuses, and every time he got away with it, she would come back again after a few months.
Just as Yingluo was about to pretend to have a sudden earache, her eyes lit up: "Yun Xian is back!"
Yun Xian untied his sword and put it down. He stretched, tilted his head, and asked knowingly, "Junior Sister Qiao, what do you want to talk to me about?"
Her sword was wrapped as casually as she was, its hilt a solid black and gold. It was a sword her mother, Xiao Wu, had given her when she was ten, and it was already a bit too small for her. She still used it, which was no small feat.
Seeing that the two men refused to even try to fool her, Qiao Lingshan was so angry that smoke came out of her nostrils: "Your sword boy lied to me, and you don't want to teach him a lesson?"
Yun Xian glanced at Ying Luo and tapped her head: "Alright."
Qiao Lingshan: “…”
Ying Luo: “…”
Okay, so perfunctory.
"Forget it. I came here to tell you something." Qiao Lingshan held her breath and raised her chin. "I'll decide on the Four-way War. Don't even think about competing with me."
Yun Xian raised his eyebrows.
According to the story, Yun Lang originally intended to send only one disciple. Since Jiange had been secluded for many years and had a different understanding of the outside world, he wanted to send one person to see the world and spend a vacation. But after Mu Qing arrived, he changed his mind and decided to select two elite disciples to go.
One is the unexpected Zhong Changyao, and the other is Qiao Lingshan.
Her strength during the battle wasn't bad, even among the best, but the Northern Realm had been plotting to harm her from the start, setting a trap to lure her in. Qiao Lingshan had sensed something was amiss, but the man's intestines were ruptured, his life hanging by a thread, and she had to rush over to save him.
She almost didn't make it back.
Zhong Changyao, who was with her, was unable to catch up and was helpless. He could only watch her being seriously injured.
Qiao Lingshan had been provoking Yun Xian for a long time. Under normal circumstances, Yun Xian would have started arguing with her, but now he was so quiet that he was suddenly confused.
What's going on? Are you so easy to talk to today?
Before she could speak, Yun Xian said, "I'll go and make the reservation too."
Good! As expected! Qiao Lingshan almost jumped up and said fiercely: "You think you are so great! Go and make an appointment, I tell you, no way!"
Yingluo stood beside her and always felt that she seemed quite happy.
Yun Xian just watched her jump. After Qiao Lingshan finished speaking, no one responded. The cold wind blew silently. She continued calmly, "You look so dusty. Did you get gouged by a pig when you went out?"
"I wasn't paying attention and accidentally fell off the cliff." Because of the storybook, Yun Xian still had some rare kindness towards her. "Isn't it funny? Laugh, laugh, laugh, this time I'll make you laugh."
Unexpectedly, Qiao Lingshan's face flushed red instantly, and she flew into a rage: "How dare you make fun of me for this?! I told you! It was an accident!!!"
Yun Xian: “?”
Qiao Lingshan ran away: "Just wait for me!!!"
Yun Xian: “…”
It turns out that you were the one who fell off the cliff last month and climbed out yesterday!
Later, Yun Xian took out the book "Pure Love Witch Hot" again and confirmed the details again.
The location of Jimo Shu's demonic cult's stronghold remains unknown. According to the storybook, it's more like a hidden, mobile floating city, concealed by sleight of hand and spatial magic. She was sent into the Four Directions War with a mission: to use demonic seeds to bewitch the righteous. However, her mission went awry, and she encountered Zhong Changyao right from the start, completely forgetting her mission.
But Zhong Changyao...
The story was mainly written by Jimo Shu, and many abnormal things about Zhong Changyao were glossed over. To be honest, Yun Xian has been reading it for so long, but he only remembers the "unparalleled handsomeness", "face carved by knives and axes" that appeared every time Zhong Changyao appeared, as well as his unusual ability to attract bees and butterflies. Wherever he went, there would often be "unparalleled beauties rarely seen in a thousand years", "a face under the veil that had never been seen by anyone else" and so on.
It is worth mentioning that his sword has no scabbard and is not often used. In the later period, there are more natural treasures and magical weapons have to queue up for use, so the sword has no chance to appear.
Not every sword cultivator has a connection with Jiange. There are also many independent cultivators or disciples who have left the sect and walked down the mountain alone. Although in the storybook, Zhong Changyao's relationship with Jiange seems to be limited to this selection for the Four-Party War, and there has been no intersection since then, but judging from the ending of Jiange, it is probably not as simple as it seems.
The group of unknown people who broke into the sect were wearing fire robes, and the emblem on them had also appeared on Zhong Changyao.
Yun Xian was watching with his legs crossed, while Ying Luo was standing beside him, wanting to say something but stopping himself.
The Sect Leader had asked her to confiscate the book, but how could she dare? But was this kind of book really worth reading? Would Yun Xian learn bad habits?
Yun Xian didn't know what she was thinking for the time being. He put the storybook away, threw back the quilt and prepared to go to sleep. Just before lying down, he suddenly felt guilty and stood up and made a sword gesture.
Sharpen your sword before the battle, even if it’s not sharp, it will still shine!
Sharp sword energy swirled around her, piercing through the cedar leaves outside the window. Yingluo couldn't help but ask, "Yun Xian, are you really going to that big battle?"
Yun Xian nodded: "Yeah."
It seems that the leader has made a decision. He just posted a notice and the selection meeting will be held soon.
I don't know about other sects, but Jian Ge's selection process doesn't involve fighting unless absolutely necessary. The destructive power of the sword cultivators is immense, splitting mountains and cracking rocks at will. Once the cost of repairs is added up, the logistics department will be going crazy, and the cafeteria won't even have meat. Jian Ge is already poor, so how could they afford such a struggle?
So you can imagine that it is mostly a test of whether the sword moves are proficient and how much sword manuals are mastered... Even if they have to fight, it will be just a little bit, and there will not be a life-and-death battle with real guns and swords. At most, the five elders will give each person a small wooden stick and let him go to the side to cool off.
"Okay." Yingluo naturally didn't want her to go, as it was too dangerous, but she didn't say anything. She just changed the subject, "I heard that the Eastern Realm Supervisor of this war is Senior Brother."
In order to maintain fairness, each realm would send a supervisor during the war. Yun Xian knew this. She continued Ying Luo's words: "Su Chi?"
"Yes." Yingluo looked fascinated. "I haven't met the eldest senior brother yet. I heard that he has been traveling for eight years and is only one step away from the Spirit Severing Stage. Everyone who has seen him says that he is a beauty rarely seen in the ages. I don't know what kind of divine appearance he is..."
"Distracted?" Yun Xian was shocked by such a thing and exclaimed, "Amazing!"
Ying Luo: “…”
She went back to report to the headmaster, and there was no need to worry about him learning any bad things.
Yun Xian wasn't worried about that right now. She'd meet Su Chi sooner or later, so there was no rush. Besides, no matter how good-looking he was, what good was he? He wasn't her Taoist partner, and he couldn't be exchanged for food.
She was just thinking. In the storybook, she hadn't participated in the selection process, nor had she gone to the Four Fronts War. If she had changed her actions ahead of time, she wondered if that would have affected the subsequent plot.
Yingluo muttered to herself as she swept the floor, sending up dust everywhere. She had grown up with Yun Xian, but her spiritual roots were weak, making it difficult for her to absorb spiritual energy. She was also a complete flower maniac. In the storybook, it was Yingluo who captured the heart of the young girl who was captivated by Zhong Changyao's handsome appearance.
If nothing unexpected happens, Yun Xian will meet Zhong Changyao in the next two days, and she will also meet Jimo Shu during the Four-way War. According to the storyline, Jimo Shu appears to have brains, but doesn't use them. Her intelligence is primarily reflected in her outsmarting succubus and sexy female assassins, with a dazzling array of tricks. Her inability to use them is evident in her choice to forgive Zhong Changyao, each clearly fulfilling their responsibilities.
Then there seems to be no need for her to interfere.
Otherwise, I will try to catch Zhong Changyao in a trap when he comes to Jiange and beat him up... Forget it, we will deal with it when the time comes. Things will work out when the time comes. No matter how much I fall, I won't die.
Let's worry about the selection first.
Yunxian rolled up the quilt and went to sleep.
“…”
Another place in the dead of night.
It seems that this place doesn't like to turn on the lights. There are gloomy bonfires everywhere, and they are all pale green. The green of the human faces and the bonfires complement each other, making the faces of the people next to them, who are not kind to begin with, even more sinister. You can tell at a glance that this is not a good place.
"Where's the Saint?"
"I've been reading a storybook for ten days now, and I haven't moved a muscle."
"What kind of storybook is so interesting? Erotic pictures? That's not right. I'm already seventeen, and I'm no longer curious about this. Why would I still read it?"
"I don't understand. But I risked my life to go over and take a peek. I think it's called something like 'To the Heavens and the Underworld, I'll Walk With You.' It's quite long. Luckily I can read."
"Xia Huangquan? What is Xia Huangquan? Is there such a spring in the Demonic Cult?"
"Hey, read more books!"
Just as the fight was about to begin, the girl on the altar took in all the noise but remained unmoved.
She was wearing a light purple shirt, and a snake was crawling slowly on her white body. The places that should be covered were not covered at all, and her spring light was constantly leaking out. However, people passing by seemed to have gotten used to it and did not even glance to the side.
After all, the other people didn't seem to be dressed very normally, and there was even a bull demon with horns on his head, completely naked. He said that no matter what, he felt that he was a bull, and which cow would wear clothes while plowing the fields?
It made sense, but it was really unsightly. In the end, everyone worked together to make him wear a loincloth to avoid the glare.
The girl turned the book to the last page with trembling hands and closed it.
Trembling, not because of joy, nor because of sentimentality, but because of the most primitive impulse - anger.
Over there, a group of people were fighting and yelling, when suddenly the Saint Lady let out a thunderous cry: "Are you sick?!!!"
It was so terrifying that everyone immediately stopped in unison, as if trained to do so. They asked in panic, "Is he sick? What's wrong? Who's sick?"
Why is it so sudden!
"I'm sick."
Jimo Shu tore the idiotic storybook into pieces in a few strokes, her pretty face full of murderous intent and gnashing of teeth.
Zhong Changyao, right?
I'll skin you alive!
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