He thought the other party would not answer, but unexpectedly, a line of arrogant golden words quickly appeared in front of him.
"So what?"
Xiang Jianjue's fury faltered for a moment, but then his anger intensified. He gritted his teeth and said, "Senior, if you don't want to guide me, just say so. Why waste each other's time?"
As Xiang Jianjue finished speaking, the golden words in front of him were wiped away, and new content appeared again. There was a sense of otherworldliness between the lines.
"The guidance is real, and the test is also real."
"But you built Tanxin Island, which is so fragile. I only need to stir up the waves a little, and it will destroy everything in an instant."
"Even if you could really build a wooden house like this, do you think it would pass my test?"
Xiang Jianjue stared at the golden words in a daze, speechless.
He wanted to continue to refute with confidence, but his reason told him that what the senior said... was not wrong in a single word.
"A towering building rises from the ground. Just as you build a wooden house, so too does spiritual practice."
"You can't even do such a small thing, and you still dream of practicing the way of the sword? Do you really think you are a genius in the way of the sword and can do whatever you want?"
"If you really don't want to continue, I'll let you go."
Xiang Sheng's words became sharp and pointed, like knives stabbing into Xiang Jianjue's heart, causing such dull pain that it was difficult to breathe.
Xiang Jianjue's face was pale, but his eyes were shining.
The young man seemed to have washed away a layer of impetuousness in the scolding, and no longer thought too much. He just took a deep breath, knelt down, and said loudly:
"Senior, please give me another chance. I'll test the wooden house I built this time. Even if you stir up a huge storm, it won't fall down!"
The golden characters paused, revealing the next line.
"This time, the limit is seven days. If you fail the test again, you will know the consequences."
Xiang Jianjue's spirits lifted, and he immediately responded loudly: "Thank you, senior!"
Seeing Xiang Jianjue jump back into the pool, Xiang Sheng ignored him and sat down to practice on his own.
After this period of contact, Xiang Sheng had developed a fondness for Xiang Jianjue. The young man had a restless nature, but thankfully he was quick to correct his mistakes and had a decisive and straightforward personality. Taking him on as a disciple seemed like a good idea.
However, this thought only flashed through my mind and I quickly gave up.
Not to mention that her own cultivation is not yet complete.
Given the sensitivity of her identity, once it is exposed, she will immediately become a thorn in the eyes of the Underworld. It would only be dangerous and no benefit for her to become Jian Jue's disciple.
And not only Xiang Jianjue, the entire Wanjianmen will be dragged into the water by her.
It is best not to reveal this identity until she has sufficient cultivation.
Xiang Sheng sighed softly, then stopped thinking about it and immersed himself in cultivation.
While she was concentrating on her cultivation, Si Wuli, who was far away in Lengzhuhai, finally waited for the day of judgment.
"In the past eleven years, the elders have been quite efficient..."
Si Wuli projected a thought onto the platform, and his cold voice echoed in the huge execution ground.
The elders present had serious expressions and remained calm when they heard the words. Only a few of the younger generation had slightly changed expressions.
"Si Wuli, stop your outrageous remarks here. Do you think you can manipulate the elders in the sect?!"
Si Wu Li seemed to have not heard these words at all, and did not even glance at the person who spoke. His pair of narrow and long phoenix eyes were cold and arrogant as he wandered among the elders' seats.
The young man was so angry that his face turned red when he saw this, but the elders in the tribe around him did not dare to be as arrogant and crazy as Si Wuli, so they had to endure it.
The silence lasted for a long time, until the time of execution was approaching, and finally someone could no longer sit still.
"Your Highness Wu Li, you are the First Holy Son. Why would you be so petty as to argue with a last-ranked Holy Maiden?"
An old man at the table said with a pleasant expression, "After all, you are of the same clan, and the blood in your body is from the same ancestor..."
"Since we share the same ancestor's blood, why didn't the Fourteenth Elder come to intervene when Yingzhao was trying to kill me?"
Si Wu Li smiled lightly, but the smile did not reach his eyes, "Also, the blood flowing in my body is the blood of my ancestors."
When the old man heard the word "ancestral blood", his expression changed slightly, "Your Highness, be careful with your words."
"Fourteenth Elder, you are equating our ancestral blood with Yingzhao's lowly bloodline. Isn't this... a crime of disrespect?"
Si Wuli's lips parted slightly, his voice growing colder and colder. "Disrespecting our ancestors is one of the three most cruel punishments in our clan. Elder, have you decided which one to choose?"
"No oak."
The middle-aged man at the head opened his eyes, his expression intimidating without anger. "Let's be merciful when we can. You've been guarding the sacred tree for a thousand years, yet you still have such a murderous streak."
Si Wuli's expression eased slightly, the corners of his lips curled slightly, and he slowly said, "Uncle is right. Fourteenth Elder, remember this next time and be careful with your words."
The Fourteenth Elder had a grim expression on his face and did not respond.
This little bastard really hasn't changed at all.
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