Chapter 22 Penglai Island (12) How terrifying it is to be in the Nascent Soul stage at the age of eighteen...
Speaking of Thousand Machine Sword Master, the Sword Sect elder couldn't help but ramble, "Thousand Machine Sword Master is a remarkable individual. Rumor has it that before he founded the Qingwei Sect, he was the designated next leader of the Lingxiao Sect. He once challenged eighteen sects single-handedly with his sword, conquering all of the Nine Provinces before they split into thirty-four states. He became famous throughout the cultivation world."
"It's a pity that he later committed some mistake and was expelled from the sect. After that, he founded the Qingwei Sect and fought against 100,000 demons with the power of a single sect during the Great War between Immortals and Demons."
The Qingwei Sect is a place of outstanding people and beautiful scenery. All the disciples are extremely talented and powerful. If they had not been wiped out in the end, I wonder what the situation of these thirty-four states would be like now.
In the face of this life-or-death crisis, the white fox still held onto a glimmer of hope. He cast an illusion on his tail, hoping that if Zhu Ciying was careless and didn't cut off the last of his tail, he would have a chance to escape.
The white fox thought so.
"Have you started planning which direction to escape from later?"
The white fox was stunned, and the girl had a mocking smile on her lips, as if she had really seen through his thoughts.
Baihu even suspected that she could read minds.
Zhu Ciying's eyes once again glowed golden. "Your last tail is here, right?"
The white fox denied it flatly and begged for mercy, but Zhu Ciying's sword was faster than his mouth. The flying sword pierced through his tail and nailed it to the ground.
The white fox screamed and stopped breathing.
His body turned into dust and disappeared without a trace in the wind, leaving only a white demon pill on the ground.
Zhu Ciying raised her hand, and her spiritual power wrapped around the demon pill and dropped it into her small wooden box.
Using her spiritual power to dry her clothes, she felt warm all over. She walked to the river, bent down, and scooped up some water with both hands to wash the blood off her face.
The sun sets in the west and it’s getting dark.
"Junior sister——"
Qu Wanqing waved to her from afar.
The four met at the riverside.
Xu Feihuai lit a handful of dry firewood, and the four of them sat around and talked.
Yun Bujin was very attentive and was the first to notice the change in Zhu Ciying's aura: "Congratulations, Junior Sister, for breaking through the bottleneck and officially entering the Nascent Soul stage."
Qu Wanqing said in surprise, "So the Heavenly Dao's favorite that everyone is talking about is Junior Sister Yingying. Congratulations."
Xu Feihuai: "Congratulations."
Zhu Ci Ying expressed his gratitude one by one.
"Group Two's points have now exceeded 2,000 points, putting them far ahead," Yun Bujin said.
Qu Wanqing: "Yingying, when should we start?"
"Most of the teams will gather at the top of the mountain tomorrow to compete for the final points. I think Group 2 can still be fattened up a bit," Zhu Ciying said. "Tomorrow at noon, while they're exhausted, let's take action."
She took out the edible spiritual plants she had picked up the day before from her storage bag one by one: "Nourish your body well tonight, because there is a fierce battle waiting for us tomorrow."
"Junior sister, are you going to make spiritual food?" Yun Bujin pondered for a moment, then took out a furnace and cleaned off the remaining blood on the edge. "It's perfect to use it as a pot to cook food."
Qu Wanqing's eyes twitched slightly: "Brother, where did you get the alchemy furnace?" It's covered in blood!
Yun Bujin thought about it and said, "When I first entered the secret realm, I was surrounded by four disciples from the Dan Sect. I had an in-depth discussion with them, and they gave it to me."
"What else is there? We're all friends, and it's normal for friends to give gifts to each other, so don't be polite."
Qu Wanqing held his forehead with his hand: "Then...how did you come up with the idea of using the alchemy furnace to cook?"
Yun Bujin: "This is what a friend of mine who I've never met said."
Qu Wanqing: It turns out that I was led astray.
Zhu Ciying was quite interested in making spiritual food in the alchemy furnace. After being tempered by the furnace fire, the spiritual food became more refined and the effect was doubled.
The four of them divided the work: Qu Wanqing cleaned the spiritual plants, Xu Feihuai drew his sword and cut them into neat small pieces, Yun Bujin controlled the fire, and Zhu Ciying stir-fried them.
Several people admired the starry sky while enjoying the delicious food.
"It's delicious. What do you think, Junior Brother?"
"Mm, delicious."
"My friend is right. The spiritual food made in the alchemy furnace is more delicious."
After a hearty meal, everyone found a tree to sleep and rest.
Zhu Ciying put one hand behind her head and stretched the other hand in the air, with her palm covering a star.
When she fell into the Hualong River, was the senior brother she saw real or just an imagination?
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The second day was the last day of the trial.
[Announcement]: Group Two has earned 400 points, for a total of 2,550 points, placing them first overall. Six hours remain until the end of the trial. All participating disciples, please make a final push to secure a satisfactory ranking.
"Hand over the things, don't force me to kill you."
"Bah! Zhao Ze, you have no shame! What's the point of attacking from behind? If you have the guts, challenge me in a one-on-one fight."
Zhao Ze sneered: "Do you think you can defeat me in your current condition?"
He deliberately stepped on the male cultivator's hand bones and took away his spiritual plant.
Jian Yangqiu frowned: "Zhao Ze, you did it."
Zhao Ze disagreed: "So what? I'm the leader of Group 2, you have to listen to me."
Jian Yangqiu's face darkened. Ever since he'd returned to the team, he'd noticed Zhao Ze had gotten cocky. He'd heard from the other two that Yun Bujin, unable to match him, had abandoned his spiritual plant and fled. Consequently, Zhao Ze had become incredibly arrogant, believing himself to have surpassed Yun Bujin.
But he didn't think things would be that simple and always suspected there was something fishy going on.
He pulled out the jade slip and checked a group of members. It was still the same four people.
He thought of the female cultivator who was knocked into the river by him. He hit her with all his strength, and the female cultivator could not resist at all, but she was so lucky that she was not kicked out of the secret realm.
"Rest for a quarter of an hour." Zhao Ze took a sip of water.
"Ah? A quarter of an hour?" a male monk said.
Zhao Ze's eyes glared: "Why, do you have any objections?"
He was answered by a clear female voice coming from behind: "Yes, a fight?"
Zhao Ze looked back in surprise.
The four of them stood side by side against the light.
They were all familiar faces to him, a group of people.
"How dare a defeated general come back and show off his skills in front of an expert?"
Yun Bujin sighed, "Zhao Ze, after all this time, you're still the same as before. The moment you get a little proud, you forget how much you have and what kind of person you are."
He rarely spoke so harshly. No matter how stupid Zhao Ze was, he knew that he was being fooled. He ran away earlier not because he couldn't beat him.
"Humph, you're just like before, full of evil intentions, always plotting and scheming."
"It turns out that the image of me in your mind is so good. I am smart and understand strategy." Yun Bujin said with a smile.
The atmosphere between the two was tense, and in the blink of an eye they were shaking together.
Qu Wanqing and Xu Feihuai's eyes met, and they drew their swords and rushed towards their opponents at the same time.
Zhu Ciying held the flute and looked towards Jian Yangqiu: "There is an old score between us. Since we have some free time today, why not settle it together?"
Jian Yangqiu did not dare to be careless and drew his sword.
He was waiting for Zhu Ciying to make the first move, but to his surprise, Zhu Ciying did not play the jade flute, but instead held it and moved closer to him step by step.
Jian Yangqiu had a hunch that something was up. How could a sound cultivator engage in close combat?
He responded with full concentration, paying close attention to her hand movements.
At the moment when the space was distorted, Jian Yangqiu caught the movement and raised his hand to block it. The jade flute and the sword collided with each other and made a crisp "ding-dang" sound.
Jian Yangqiu's calm heart was in turmoil. Sword? He sensed a hint of sword energy in Zhu Ciying's attack. But she was holding a flute.
Zhu Ciying's lips curled slightly: "Haven't you seen a sound cultivator who uses a flute as a sword?"
Jian Yangqiu's pupils suddenly constricted.
Zhu Ciying did not hide her cultivation level, and the slightest hint of her Nascent Soul aura made the other party panic.
She pushed Jian Yangqiu's sword away and swung the jade flute quickly, with a sharp sword energy, focusing on his weak defense points.
What a fast speed! Jian Yangqiu felt a little tired after dealing with a few moves.
His talent is still the best in the Wanjian Sect, and it took him ten years to break through the Nascent Soul stage. But the girl in front of him, her bone age is only eighteen years old!
How terrifying it is to be in the Nascent Soul stage at the age of eighteen!
A gifted monster, mastering both sound and sword, how ferocious!
Jian Yangqiu now regretted extremely why he did not go down to the river to check yesterday and eliminate the root of the problem, leaving a trouble behind.
There is no medicine for regret in the world, and Zhu Ciying would not give him the chance to regret. She seized the opportunity and stabbed out the jade flute. The sword energy penetrated Jian Yangqiu's chest, but stopped near his heart.
Jian Yangqiu's legs went weak and he fell to his knees.
After a moment of stunned silence, he said, "I lost."
He took out his spiritual plant and asked, "Why didn't it penetrate?"
After asking the question out loud, he felt regretful. His question was actually very stupid. His meanness only served to highlight the noble qualities of others.
Zhu Ciying of course did not answer. She took the spiritual plant and turned to leave.
"Yun Bujin, no matter where you escape this time, I will catch up with you and kick you out of the secret realm myself!"
Zhao Ze swung his sword wildly, and the sword energy hit the earth wall, but the earth wall remained motionless and solid.
Yun Bujin hid behind and shouted, "You split this wall first, and I will seriously consider fighting you."
Zhao Ze: "Stop pretending to be so arrogant..." Before he could finish his words, he was kicked in the back and his whole body slammed into the earthen wall uncontrollably.
Seeing the situation, Yun Bujin loosened his grip and the earth wall disappeared into the ground.
Zhao Ze smashed his head against a tree without any hindrance. The tree broke in half and fell to the ground, raising a cloud of dust.
Zhao Ze spat out a mouthful of blood foam: "Who? Who plotted against me?"
A jade flute suddenly appeared and touched his forehead. Zhu Ciying said, "The mantis stalks the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind. I will let you be the oriole, and likewise, I can hunt the oriole."
"Zhao Ze, it doesn't feel good to be used as a pawn for others, right?"
Zhao Zewu was provoked by her and felt extremely irritated: "Jian Yangqiu, where the hell have you been?"
The surroundings were utterly silent. Zhao Ze looked up and saw nothing. There was no one around. He was so focused on fighting Yun Bujin that he hadn't noticed that his teammate had been eliminated.
Zhao Ze's heart sank and he slowly began to feel fear.
He cursed, "You're a bunch of cowards! I'll never hand over the spiritual plant to you even if I die."
"The points on you are too dirty, our group doesn't want them." Zhu Ciying said.
Zhao Ze has always been the center of attention since he was a child. He has never suffered such humiliation. His eyes were fixed on Zhu Ciying, and his eyes were bloodshot.
Zhu Ciying didn't take him seriously at all: "I remember you said I have no strength and can only be beaten. If I really have the ability, I can just come and beat you up. And you have to stand still and let me hit you."
"Really?" She tapped Zhao Ze's xuedao.
Zhao Ze couldn't move, but the opponent's fists were already falling like raindrops.
"Junior sister, your hand hurts, right?" Yun Bujin asked with concern.
Zhu Ciying understood: "It hurts. Let me take care of the rest."
Zhao Ze felt a chill in his heart. He might as well have died after falling into Yun Bujin's hands and being tortured by him!
Yun Bujin lived up to everyone's expectations. He pinched his fingers and two vines emerged from the ground, one on the left and one on the right, and began to hit Zhao Ze.
After a while, Zhao Ze was beaten to pieces: "Hey, don't forget what the island master said, you are not allowed to maliciously humiliate or abuse other sect disciples."
Qu Wanqing feigned surprise. "Oh, you remember now. It's too late. You're on the island owner's blacklist. Your deeds are too numerous to list. In the Water Mirror, life and death are your own responsibility."
No one paid any attention to his shouting and cursing.
Zhu Ciying took out two wooden boxes and opened them one by one, revealing the Nine-tailed White Fox's demon pill and the Golden Mysterious Flower.
The announcement sounded at the same time.
[Announcement]: One group earned 6,000 points, with a total score of 7,700, and their ranking rose to first place.
Absolutely, the first one by a fault.
After the announcement, the disciples in the secret realm became excited again. For a moment, no one dared to attack them anymore, so they had to set their sights on the second and third place.
*
On the fourth day, the competition ended.
The formation teleported everyone out of the secret realm.
Yu Yongji beamed with joy as he solemnly announced, "Congratulations to Group 1 and the Shaoyang Sect for winning the championship in this trial."
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