Chapter 138 Eastern Region 1 Inside the Yi City training grounds, it was clearly very...
Inside the Yicheng training grounds, despite the tense atmosphere and the fact that someone had just been killed, Xie Jiaoyue inexplicably thought of Chu Xingjin, whose whereabouts were unknown.
In the darkness, she seemed to be able to sense that this protagonist of the world was gradually moving further and further away from her, heading towards a place she would never go.
It was strange; she didn't know exactly where it was, but she just had this feeling.
Xie Jiaoyue's tears flowed even more fiercely, which frightened Gong Shirao so much that she patted her back repeatedly to comfort her.
"My dear girl, it's okay to cry. Crying will make you feel better. Is it still because of that Gongshi Yu? Don't worry, your mother will never let him get away with it, and your master will never let him get away with it either!"
Gong Shirao couldn't help but glance at Qingyuan Sword Master with a reproachful look, as if she was complaining that he hadn't come to comfort Xie Jiaoyue yet.
Despite the vast difference in their cultivation levels, the Azure Kite Sword Master felt a chill run down his spine from that gaze. He immediately stood at attention and began to comfort Xie Jiaoyue: "Jiaoyue, your mother is right."
Xie Jiaoyue quickly shook her head: "No, it's not because of him."
She had already killed someone, so even if she was feeling unwell, she wouldn't be crying like this. It was because of Chu Xingjin!
Chu Xingjin is getting further and further away from her! Will she never have another chance to fleece Chu Xingjin? From now on, she'll have to earn every penny herself through hard work and dedication?
If Chu Xingjin hadn't already helped her save her first pot of gold, she doesn't know how much she would be crying right now.
She cried, and the others comforted her. Beneath the tower, there was another person keeping watch.
She is the graceful figure that has never left.
When Pianxian threw the medicine at Xie Jiaoyue, she acted on impulse without carefully considering what she would face. She realized what was happening after she finished throwing it; seeing the two hands outstretched towards her, Pianxian didn't struggle and surrendered without raising her hands.
"Tie me up as you please, but I think Young Master Yu would like to handle my problem personally."
The two lackeys, who had initially intended to grope the young master, suddenly became cautious, fearing that they might have encountered the young master's beloved concubine and then be in trouble if she complained.
They simply stood behind Pianxian, watching to make sure this disobedient little girl didn't cause any more trouble, and then gazed at the distant tower with her.
They stood there for many hours, until their legs ached and they finally sat down on the ground. But instead of the spirited young master Yu, they saw only half of his body fall from the tower.
Those who cultivate have exceptional eyesight; even from this distance, they could see clearly that it was Young Master Yu, 0.5 Young Master Yu.
"Help!!!"
The two were so frightened that they ran away as if the ghost of the young master was chasing after them.
Pianxian didn't leave. She struggled for a while and broke free of the ropes binding her. Then she strode forward, but when she was almost there, she changed to small, quick steps and moved to stand in front of 0.5 Yu Gongzi.
"Young Master Yu?" she called softly, but there was no response.
Yes, there's only half left, so how could there be a response?
Even though she hadn't seen anything, she still believed that Xie Jiaoyue had done it all!
Xie Jiaoyue truly succeeded. Xie Jiaoyue freed her. Not to mention the future, at least during this period in the training ground, no one would attempt to control her as a furnace. She had time, time to improve her own strength.
Finally, the Tower Incident ended with Gongshi Yu's death, and Gongshi promised to compensate Xie Jiaoyue. The form of compensation was yet to be determined, but Xie Jiaoyue received a promise, demanding that Gongshi promise to grant her one more favor.
Not only Gongshi, but also Wan Sizhang, the owner of the tower, gave Xie Jiaoyue a lot of things. Furthermore, Jue Sizhang also felt that he had a responsibility, so he also gave Xie Jiaoyue a lot of things.
Including the gains from the previous secret realm, Xie Jiaoyue felt that even though she couldn't freely use the almost limitless wealth of the Xie family, which was said to be enough to support Chu Xingjin's growth, due to the system's restrictions, she was still considered a small-time rich woman.
Among these elders, Qingyuan Sword Master contributed nothing.
Early the next morning, Xie Jiaoyue did not continue her studies at the tower, but instead headed directly towards the residence of the Azure Kite Sword Master. Halfway there, she saw Pianxian.
Xie Jiaoyue stopped in her tracks and asked in surprise, "Pianxian?"
Pianqian bowed gracefully to Xie Jiaoyue: "Sister Jiaoyue."
This title sounds so familiar. Even though she may not be older than these people, it seems like someone always calls her Sister Jiaoyue.
Pianxian remained bowed and did not rise: "Sister Jiaoyue, may I travel with you?" She spoke fluently without needing to be taught, "Although Young Master Yu is dead, those who followed him in the past are still here. Pianxian is afraid. May Pianxian travel with Sister Jiaoyue?"
As Pianxian spoke, a tear fell perfectly onto her cheek: "Pianxian is very obedient and can do many things. She will never cause trouble for Sister Jiaoyue."
She has served as a vessel for so many people for so many years, relying on her obedience, understanding, and ability to read people's expressions.
Xie Jiaoyue felt a pang of sympathy immediately. Alas, Pianxian was also a pitiful person.
"I'm going to see my master. I don't know if he'll allow you to come with me. It's very possible that you'll come with me but be stopped outside. Don't you mind?"
Pianxian certainly didn't mind: "As long as the Azure Kite Sword Master allows me to stay outside his immortal abode, Pianxian will be very satisfied."
It was extremely humble.
Xie Jiaoyue couldn't help but take Pianxian's hand: "Come on, let's add the Spirit Mirror. If anything happens, contact me immediately."
When Xie Jiaoyue arrived at Qingyuan Sword Master's temporary immortal abode in the training ground, she saw him standing at the door waiting for her from afar.
She hurried forward: "Master, how did you know I was coming? You don't know what I'm here for, do you?"
Looking at his disciple's bright, blinking eyes, the Sword Master Qingyuan said, "Do I not know you? I didn't give you anything yesterday, so of course you came to see me first thing this morning. But why did you bring someone with you?"
Xie Jiaoyue turned around and saw Pianxian slowly bowing, her posture both standard and humble.
“She was a little furnace that followed Gong Shiyu before. After Gong Shiyu died, she was a little scared and wanted to come with me, so I let her come.”
Just as Qingyuan Sword Master was about to say that this furnace cauldron didn't seem to have a pure heart and wasn't a good person, he stopped himself when he remembered that his own disciple also had the furnace cauldron physique. He even couldn't help but feel some pity for him.
It's probably a case of loving the house because of its owner.
"It's pitiful. Well, although my temporary immortal abode is not big, it still has some guest rooms. Let her have one. You can stay here with me as well. I will personally guide your cultivation during this period."
He didn't want to hear anyone in the Eastern Region later say that his only disciple was a good-for-nothing.
Xie Jiaoyue clearly hadn't received much professional guidance and had always relied on her own trial and error. Even though she had exceptional talent and good luck, her swordplay was extremely crude.
Xie Jiaoyue and Pianxian naturally agreed to this arrangement.
After thanking the swordsman Qingyuan, Pianxian tactfully took her leave and went to the guest room assigned to her, leaving the room to the master and disciple.
With no one else around, Qingyuan Sword Master dropped all his airs and plopped down on the ground, not caring how expensive his robes were.
He looked up at Xie Jiaoyue: "What did you learn on the tenth floor?"
As a sword cultivator, he was also very curious about what the Heavenly Fiend Immortal Venerable on the tenth floor had left behind.
Xie Jiaoyue couldn't help but sigh, "Ah, I initially thought the tower contained the inheritance of powerful beings, but I never imagined..."
Qingyuan Sword Master rolled his eyes: "You're dreaming. If the inheritance of a powerful being were to actually descend upon the tower, the tower would have already collapsed."
Xie Jiaoyue pouted: "The Heavenly Fiend Immortal said that if it were her inheritance, she definitely wouldn't give it to me. She said that although I am a rare person who is not disturbed by the killing aura, my killing intent is not strong enough to learn her inheritance. But if it is just a sword technique, she can still teach it to me."
The Azure Kite Sword Master straightened his back: "So it's the Heavenly Fiend Immortal Venerable's sword technique inside? Which one? The Seven Kill Sword? You've already learned it? Let me see it quickly."
Xie Jiaoyue drew her sword with her other hand, intending to demonstrate.
The swordsman Qingyuan was immediately drawn to the sword: "Wait a minute, you've already refined those two spiritual objects into your natal sword? No wonder when you drew your sword before, I felt that you and this sword were more compatible than before. I was right, this sword of yours has extremely high growth potential. As long as the resources and opportunities are right, it will become a divine sword sooner or later, no less than those so-called heavenly-level spiritual swords."
The swordsman Qingyuan couldn't help but hold Xie Jiaoyue's natal spirit sword in his hand and play with it for a long time before reluctantly handing it back to Xie Jiaoyue and saying, "Now we can begin."
Xie Jiaoyue felt that Qingyuan Sword Master's gaze when looking at the sword was really a bit abnormal. She silently chose to move further away from Qingyuan Sword Master, and then, with a start, the Seven Kill Sword began.
After a single sword strike, half of the surrounding trees died.
The Azure Kite Swordsman's eyes burned with fervor: "So this is the Seven Kill Sword! Find weaknesses and cut off life, slaughter everything in the world that deserves to be killed, and come again!"
Xie Jiaoyue glanced at the surrounding trees and threw out several talismans that stuck to the tree trunks.
As a result, after finishing a set of sword moves, many trees still died.
She didn't control it very well.
After Xie Jiaoyue demonstrated it three times, Qingyuan Sword Master finally calmed down from his previously high-energy state and began to analyze Xie Jiaoyue's sword moves.
"Your swordsmanship is too crude. You've only learned the form of many sword moves without understanding the underlying logic. You've just relied on your talent to learn them by brute force. For example, with this sword thrust, your point of force is too high, making it difficult to defend when the enemy attacks your lower body."
After Qingyuan Sword Master finished speaking, he made Xie Jiaoyue circulate her internal energy in front of him for a full cycle. After pointing out a bunch of faults, he began to sigh: "Alas, the teaching you received before was too poor."
But he could see that Xie Jiaoyue, who had emerged from such circumstances, relied not only on her talent and the resources of the Xie family, but more so on her own hard work.
He felt even more favorably toward Xie Jiaoyue.
Just like him in the past, he finally carved out his own path through talent and hard work.
"You'd better be prepared for the next few months, because I won't hold back when I teach people."
Xie Jiaoyue was not afraid at all.
She had come to understand that in this world, if she wanted to get what she wanted, wanted to kill as few people as possible, and wanted others to stop treating her as someone they could bully at will, the only way was to become stronger and so that no one would have any ill intentions towards her.
"Master, just you wait and see."
The Qingyuan Sword Master's originally serious expression immediately crumbled, and he burst out laughing: "You little brat, all you do is fool around."
A few months later, the Eastern Region was filled with jubilation.
The All-Region Grand Competition is held every year. At this time, the Eastern Region is much more lively than at other times, with a population density several levels higher. You can find a bustling crowd in any city. People don't necessarily want to actually see the All-Region Grand Competition; they just want the lively atmosphere and the fun of sitting together and watching the competition through magical artifacts.
As the most central part of the Eastern Region, the Buzhou Immortal Realm was naturally bustling with people. The streets were crowded with people, and as far as the eye could see, there were heads everywhere, and the ground was not visible.
Outside a small city gate in the southeast corner of the Buzhou Immortal Realm, a small sedan chair was gently parked. Compared to the large immortal ships scattered around it, it was so inconspicuous that it did not attract anyone's attention.
After the sedan chair came to a complete stop, the first to step down was a female cultivator who looked to be of age to participate in the All-Region Grand Competition. She jumped directly down from the sedan chair, her steps were large one step and small the other, and she hopped and skipped without any of the composure of the female cultivators from the Eastern Region.
Several young cultivators, both men and women, descended from behind her. They seemed to have a good relationship, which was fine in itself, but their behavior was rather strange.
Among the female cultivators, one kept looking in the mirror, pulling the person next to her aside to ask if there was anything wrong with her current outfit. The woman beside her even joined in, seemingly seriously discussing her attire. The only one who seemed somewhat reliable immediately tried to stop them, but to no avail.
Among the male cultivators, one was holding a pot and seemed to be cooking something on the grass, perhaps poison. Another was wandering around, picking at a blade of grass and admiring it for a long time, as if he had never seen grass before.
Among the male cultivators, there was one reliable one, but for some reason, as soon as he got off the sedan chair, he chased after the first female cultivator, without even glancing at the others behind him.
At this point, someone finally noticed the sedan chair. Wait, why is such a small sedan chair carrying people out?
Where did this aristocratic family come from, with so many people crammed into a small sedan chair? They've fallen to such poverty.
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