"Oh, right, Master, since the fan is going to breathe fire, the fire has to be big."
"Senior brother, the spirit energy shovel should be made larger. How can such a tiny one be enough? Make it the size of a plow so that it can be used to till the fields."
“Junior brother, your paper dragonfly has great potential. Expand your butterfly even further. The needles need to be more diverse. Don’t be stingy with spiritual energy and lightning.”
Ye Tian urged his master and fellow disciples on.
After another busy afternoon.
A system announcement rang in Ye Tian's mind:
[Ding! The Fire-Breathing Fan, a magic weapon of the Ruthless Sect at the Yellow Millet Realm, has been reinforced and upgraded to a magic weapon at the Earthly Ethereal Realm. The host has gained 2 units of magic weapon spiritual energy.]
[Ding! The Ruthless Sect's Yellow Millet Realm magic weapon, the Spiritual Energy Shovel, has undergone reinforcement and upgraded to an Earthly Realm magic weapon. The host has gained 2x Magical Energy.]
[Ding! The Paper Dragonfly, a magical artifact of the Ruthless Sect, has undergone reinforcement and upgraded to a magic artifact of the Earthly Realm. The host has gained 2 units of magical artifact spiritual energy.]
A bunch of bizarre magical artifacts were all transformed into artifacts of the Earthly Realm.
Ye Tian held his breath and focused all his accumulated spiritual energy onto the Mask of Free Will.
At this moment.
The notification sound finally rang in my mind: [Ding! The Mask of Freedom, a magic weapon at the Earthly Ease Realm, has gained magical weapon spiritual energy and grown into a Heavenly Mystic Realm magic weapon (the true appearance of a Heavenly Mystic Realm magic weapon cannot be detected)]
"yeah!"
Ye Tian was somewhat excited, as the Mask of Free Will had finally broken through to the Earthly Realm.
It became a true divine treasure of the Heavenly Realm.
This time, Ye Tian could truly roam freely among the hundred sects. Absolutely no one could discern his true appearance.
Today, the old-timers from the Flying Sword Sect didn't come to visit.
The old-timers from the Xuantian Sect didn't come either.
The days seemed to be passing peacefully. Ye Tian took some time to go down the mountain and inquire about some news.
That's when I heard about it.
The news that Chen Tiannan had been hung on a towering tree had spread throughout the Hundred Sects.
When the elders of the Xuantian Sect and the Flying Sword Sect heard this news, they were all indignant on behalf of Chen Tiannan. Several elders swore at the same time that they would join forces to suppress Daoist Wuchen.
The door-to-door lesson session was cancelled; on the tenth day of the first month of autumn, they would join forces to suppress Daoist Wuchen.
Ye Tian brought the news back to the Ruthless Sect.
Daoist Wuchen was so angry that he jumped up and down, cursing, "These old fogies, I haven't even settled accounts with them, and they still dare to clamor to deal with me! I'm going into seclusion! I'll break through to the Heavenly Mystic Realm ten days before the beginning of autumn."
Ye Tian indicated that he was supporting himself with both hands and feet, as this great barrier of the ninth level of the Broken Earth Realm had been stuck for far too long.
Not to mention his master, he himself had long been unable to hold back.
Although he can fight across classes, Ye Tian still feels a sense of crisis if he doesn't break through.
Everything is ready, except for the final push.
During these solemn days, Ye Tian decided to pull himself together and stop slacking off. Instead, he would insist on urging his senior and junior brothers to cultivate diligently every day.
today.
Ye Tian then took charge of supervising his junior sister.
"Gu Nishang, you broke through to the ninth level of the Yellow Millet Realm on your very first day of entering the sect, and you're still stuck at the ninth level of the Yellow Millet Realm. Your senior brothers have already reached the ninth level of the Profound Realm by now. What's going on?" Ye Tian asked seriously.
When Gu Nishang first entered the sect, Ye Tian originally thought she was the ultimate wage slave, the emperor of wage slaves.
But looking at it now...
This guy is obviously a weakling. How come he's been stuck at the ninth level of the Yellow Millet Realm for so long?
Gu Nishang said with a wronged expression, "Senior brother, I've been cultivating diligently every day, but my talent is probably too poor. I still don't have a clue what to do."
If Gu Nishang's talent were even considered poor, her master and fellow disciples should have jumped into the river long ago.
What puzzled Ye Tian was that, given Gu Ni Chang's initial display of talent, coupled with the enhancements from the Heavenly Mystery Realm cultivation technique, Sword Spirit Art, and the accelerated cultivation provided by the scroll, things seemed amiss.
No matter how you look at it, it's impossible that they can't break through to the Profound Realm right now.
Even though they are Li Xiaoyao and Su Muchen, those two blockheads.
With these enhancements, they quickly broke through to the ninth level of the Profound Realm.
Is this junior sister acting as him?
Ye Tian was suspicious, but since his junior sister was in tears, he didn't want to blame her.
Therefore, Ye Tian frowned and could only earnestly advise, "Junior sister, adjust your mindset. Cultivation should follow your heart. As long as your state of mind is right, even if you haven't experienced much hardship, you can still see the rainbow."
Ye Tian originally wanted to say that you can't see a rainbow without going through wind and rain.
But then I suddenly realized that I, who had been slacking off every day, had never experienced any hardships or setbacks; I had almost made it through to the top without any difficulties.
So Ye Tian swallowed back the words he was about to say and spoke again.
Junior Sister Gu Nishang murmured to herself, "You can see a rainbow without experiencing wind and rain. Cultivate as you please."
She seemed possessed, chanting as she walked towards the training hall, completely ignoring Ye Tian.
Crazy.
Ye Tian made a judgment and turned to leave.
I have absolutely no desire to waste my energy on a worker who can't even do a proper job.
[Ding! Host has obtained 2 x Tier 5 Earthly Realm Spiritual Qi]
[Ding! Host has obtained 2 x Tier 5 Earthly Realm Spiritual Qi]
A mechanical broadcasting voice suddenly sounded in my mind.
Senior Brother Li Xiaoyao and Junior Brother Su Muchen have both broken through to the fifth level of the Earthly Realm, but he has not yet broken through.
This is simply...frustrating.
Cultivating the Tao transcends time; one finds peace and tranquility in the mountains.
The day quickly came to the tenth day of the first month of autumn.
Xuantian Sect, Tiandao Sect, Feijian Sect, Tayan Sect, Xianyu Sect.
Five sects possessing ancient artifacts at the Heavenly Mystery Realm have united to form the Five Sects of Shangxia Peak.
Led by an old-timer from the Xuantian Sect, the five of them united and set off for the mountainside of the Wuqing Sect.
They were menacing and full of murderous intent.
"We must suppress this arrogant brat Wuchen today! How dare he do such a thing to Tiannan! It's an outrage against both gods and men! He shows absolutely no respect for the seniors of the Hundred Sects!"
"I will not be able to sleep all night if this scoundrel is not suppressed!"
The sound was deafening.
"Bang!" At that moment.
A burst of lightning-fast sword energy.
Inserted halfway up the mountain.
Master Wuchen, holding a whisk, stopped the group.
"Want to climb the mountain? You five rotten sweet potatoes and stinky bird eggs are not worthy of entering our Ruthless Sect. I could knock your heads off halfway up the mountain with just one hand."
Wuchen Daoren spoke arrogantly, holding his whisk in one hand.
"You! Daoist Wuchen, you're still being stubborn! Either kneel down and beg for mercy, or we'll cripple you!" Wu Changyuan of the Flying Sword Sect said arrogantly.
This Wuchen Daoist was, of course, Ye Tian in disguise, and no one could tell at this moment.
Ye Tian didn't waste a single word with them, acting as if he were a tiger among wolves.
Crackle, crackle.
Four people were knocked away.
At this moment, he faced off against Xuan Jiuyou, an old-timer from the Xuantian Sect.
Just one palm strike.
Ye Tian was sent flying backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood.
Oops!
Ye Tian was startled.
Xuan Jiuyou is at the second level of the Heavenly Mystery Realm!
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