Qiao Yu went up, Qiao Yu got beaten, Qiao Yu was beaten half to death.
Shan Hongxing won, but looked dejected.
"He hasn't reached the highest level yet!"
Although Qiao Yu is a ninth-rank official, he can't use it.
Shan Hongxing was disgusted by Wen Jingge's irresponsible attitude. Fortunately, he saw through it at the last moment, otherwise he would have really killed a future sword god.
"I know." Wen Jingge tilted her head, gesturing for him to look at Huo Yongfei, who was supporting her. "The sect leader is here! Do you really think you can kill him?"
"..." Shan Hongxing stormed off in a fit of rage, "You'll regret this!"
"Why would I regret it!" Wen Jingge pouted and said to Qiao Yu, "How do you feel now?"
Qiao Yu hesitated for a moment, then said uncertainly, "...It hurts even more."
He waited anxiously for his master to continue, but instead heard him say, "That's right."
"..." So, Master still dislikes him, which is why he wants to torture him on purpose?
"It's true that everything else is insignificant in the face of absolute power. Have you ever thought about how power is acquired?"
Qiao Yu was stunned for a moment, at a loss, "...I don't know."
"What did you learn from sparring with your Uncle Shan?"
"Disciple, disciple is terrible." He dared not look at Wen Jingge again.
"Look, haven't we learned something from this?"
Qiao Yu's eyes widened. This... this is possible?
"From now on, you need to learn to ask for a beating, understand? Every time you get a beating, you should make progress and learn to make up for your weaknesses."
"Yes, disciple has learned a lot."
Huo Yongfei struggled to listen to the whole thing. What he said made sense, but it could only fool a newcomer like Qiao Yu who knew nothing.
Wen Jingge was just making empty promises to him. If a beginner is free from distractions, that's fine; but if his mind isn't on it, he can't see the pinnacle, and without a reference point to guide him, the more difficult the cultivation ahead becomes, the easier it is for him to give up. Even the best seedlings will fade into obscurity.
In addition, Qiao Yu has a special physique, which allows him to advance quickly but makes solidification difficult. If he were to figure it out on his own, he would probably waste a lot of time.
He held Wen Jingge in his arms, and Fan Zifan held Qiao Yu in his arms. After the two of them flew far apart on their swords, he asked, "Where did you learn these twisted theories?"
"That's how the old man taught me." Bu Suanzi has been gone for many years, and Wen Jinge, due to her special constitution, doesn't practice with them. It's reasonable to attribute this to a dead person.
Huo Yongfei nodded. "That does sound like something our master would say. But Qiao Yu doesn't know anything. If you teach him like this, he might run into trouble later. You're standing too high. If you can't reach that level, it will become a source of resentment."
"He's lucky to be alive."
Huo Yongfei seemed thoughtful. "When did you learn fortune telling?"
"I visited the library a few times when I had nothing to do, and learned a little bit about it."
"...Oh." Huo Yongfei paused, his face full of worry. "You fought a fierce battle today, and your body will probably need ten days to half a month to recover. It's better not to go to the recruitment. I'll help you find a few more disciples, and you can decide whether to stay or leave after the trials. Just stay on Wanzhang Peak and recuperate during this time!"
That's exactly what I was thinking.
"And your disciple's clothes should be collected from the inner courtyard."
"No need, he's tough-skinned. He can wear it like this for now. We'll send him a new one when Bai Rongfa arrives in a few days."
"Bai Rongfa?" Xuan Yun Sect is too large, with countless elders in the outer and inner mountains. The one who often hangs around Huo Yongfei is a top-level elder in the inner courtyard. Bai Rongfa is just a newly promoted elder in the outer mountain, not qualified enough for him. He knows this, but he can guess a thing or two. "An elder in the outer mountain?"
"Hmm, the disciples' clothes are too ugly, it's affecting my mood. It was fine before that Wanzhang Peak had no disciples, but now that it has, I always feel like they're mourning for me."
"Hahahaha." Huo Yongfei laughed, "You're just like Master when he was alive. When Master returned after traveling for decades, he thought we were keeping vigil for him and insisted on abolishing this mourning system. He only stopped it when he heard that it was you who made the decision!"
"He spoils me a lot?"
"Yes, if you weren't so young and indifferent to these worldly matters, you would be the sect leader, senior brother."
Wen Jingge gave an awkward laugh: "You should sit down! Senior brother, I've arrived, please put me down!"
Standing outside, Liang Si saw Wen Jingge being carried back and exclaimed in surprise, "Master...you, you're injured?"
"Take good care of your master." After saying that, he glanced at Fan Zifan, who was approaching, "and your junior brother as well."
"Sect Master, what... what happened? How come Master and Junior Brother are both injured?"
"It's all because you got up too late, otherwise how would I have gotten hurt?"
Liang Si said with shame, "I accidentally started cultivating too late and then I forgot the time."
...
After the great battle, Wen Jingge stayed in bed for a few days, spending her days flipping through books and practicing calligraphy, living a very leisurely life.
Huo Yongfei recommended more than ten disciples suitable for her to teach. Although their aptitude was not as good as Qiao Yu's, their foundation was far superior. However, Wen Jingge remained idle on Wanzhang Peak and did not go to see them.
"Master, Junior Brother has fallen asleep." Liang Si came to report. Tomorrow is the day for these new disciples to enter the small barrier. Although Qiao Yu has been chosen, the necessary procedures cannot be avoided.
He took out a box and handed it to Wen Jingge. "Master, Uncle Ai said that Master's ring was destroyed, and this new one is the one he ordered his disciple to retrieve."
Wen Jingge paused for a moment, then said, "That's thoughtful."
"My uncle asked me to pass on a message, saying that he still needs to secretly gather materials so that Master can use them more slowly."
Wen Jingge indicated that she understood, but something was bothering her and made her very puzzled. "Liang Si, I've been thinking about something these past few days. Could you help your master analyze it?"
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