After that conversation, the two sisters got along more naturally, and Song Siyao would use a sound transmission talisman to let her know she was safe every day.
However, starting three days ago, the transducer talisman has not lit up even once.
A hint of worry flashed through Song Tingwan's mind, but she trusted Song Siyao more than anything else.
Perhaps it's just that the secret realm isolates Song Siyao from the outside world, and he also needs to grow.
Just then, the annual examination for the Sword Inquiry Sect was held.
All outer disciples undergo the same examination regardless of when they joined the sect.
Five people form a team and go out to slay demons and monsters.
In addition to the basic number of kills, each team has its own assessment requirements for each peak. If the requirements are met, the team can return to the sect to report, or they can continue to do tasks within the time limit. The team's performance is used to calculate the overall ranking.
The top ten rankings, given the prestigious reputation of the Sword Inquiry Sect as the number one sect, speak volumes about the generous rewards. Every year at this time, outer disciples are eager to try their luck and full of enthusiasm.
The four of them, busy with their daily routines, gathered in the dining hall, ordered a table full of food, and discussed the annual exams together.
"With two of us being alchemists, one a weapon cultivator, and the other a body cultivator, our attack power is too weak. Should we find a sword cultivator to make up for it?"
Qin Xi has been extremely busy refining weapons lately, and he muttered to himself as he ate his river fish porridge.
Upon hearing this, Baili Xijiang glanced at the large sword behind Wanqiji and chuckled.
"Aji is both tough and strong. If you give each of us a magic weapon, we can shoot arrows at anyone we encounter, and we'll be invincible."
Wan Qiji looked at him speechlessly, "Although I have mastered two martial arts techniques, I cannot reach the level where I can withstand attacks and fight effectively."
He couldn't possibly wield both a body cultivation technique and a large sword.
"Are you trying to exhaust us both? And you're giving each of us an offensive magic weapon? You're dreaming."
Song Tingwan smiled, but Baili Xijiang thought for a moment and gave up, "Then let's find a sword cultivator. It feels a bit strange to be in the Wenjian Sect team without a sword cultivator."
"So you were here—"
Someone walked quickly toward them with a smile; it was Pei Xiang'an.
The four exchanged glances, and Baili Xijiang stood up and asked him in confusion what he wanted to see him about.
Pei Xiang'an smiled and shook his head, then looked at the three people behind him and nodded to them with great humility.
"I heard that the junior brothers and sisters are still missing one person in the team. May I shamelessly recommend myself?"
Song Tingwan glanced at him and noticed that although he was asking them questions, his gaze was fixed on her.
She had said before that this senior brother was a very shrewd person.
I often observed her during class, and I don't know what conclusion I came to, but I took the initiative to ask to team up with them.
Song Tingwan smiled and gestured for him to sit down and talk.
"But we've discussed it, and we only lack a sword cultivator, Senior Brother—"
Now, classes are held at Fuqu Peak.
Pei Xiang'an smiled modestly upon hearing this, "To be honest, when I first entered the Sword Inquiry Sect, I entered the Sword Peak and learned all eight peaks. Although my knowledge is diverse, it can be used for both offense and support. I also have the offensive magic weapons that you want. I wonder if they can make up for my barely established foundation cultivation."
The octagonal warrior requests to go into battle.
Apart from Song Tingwan, everyone else was dumbfounded.
"No... Senior brother, you—"
"There are so many things to know."
The four exchanged glances, their curiosity overriding their reason.
The next day, the team that combined three alchemy skills, one physical cultivation skill, and one artifact cultivation skill reported their progress. The elder in charge repeatedly asked Song Tingwan, "Are you sure?"
Song Tingwan nodded, repeatedly assuring them that they were serious.
Finally, under the elder's complicated gaze, Song Tingwan led the five scoreboards back to distribute them.
Before the annual examination began, Song Tingwan, unusually, refined a batch of basic pills of grades one to three.
Although it's just a minor annual exam, once you leave the territory of the Sword Inquiry Sect, there are always some unexpected dangers. The attack and defense of your teammates are unknown, so it's always good to be prepared.
However, after returning to the sect, Xiao Ao became a little afraid of people. She stayed in her room and didn't even see Qin Xi and the others. In recent days, she has been eating pills like candy every day. While chewing, her furry body tilted to one side and fell asleep, showing signs of advancing in rank.
She had no choice but to move the little guy back into the mustard seed bracelet first, and then she locked herself in the room for three days, slowly refining pills. After three days, the basic pills had piled up into a small mountain.
Song Tingwan was a disciple of the Pill Ancestor. Ordinary pill cultivators could produce three to five pills per batch, while those who produced fifth-grade pills or higher could produce one pill per batch.
She was different; she could produce about twenty pieces in one batch.
On the day of departure, all the outer disciples gathered at the main peak. Before the elders could start speaking, Song Tingwan distributed three bottles of second-grade pills to each of them.
The group's eyes sparkled as they praised Wan'er for being so considerate.
Wan Qiji, in particular, knew that the price of pills for Class C was very high. He had worked hard to earn spirit stones for a long time, and he thought that he was a body cultivator who could withstand the effects of cultivation, so he had not been willing to buy pills even during the annual exam.
When he sparred with Song Siyao before, he held onto the two bottles that Song Tingwan gave him tightly and couldn't bear to use them.
"I will protect you."
The elixir wasn't cheap, and Wanqiji had received much care from her on a daily basis, so he made a solemn promise.
Song Tingwan smiled and said, "We are teammates. There are three alchemists in the team. If you need any pills, just ask us."
"That's right, Ah Ji, don't be shy, I'll take care of all the medicine for the journey."
Baili Xijiang patted his chest, his magical artifacts jingling, exuding a heroic air.
Qin Xi stood to the side with her arms crossed and snorted softly, too lazy to pay him any attention.
Pei Xiang'an wasn't very familiar with them, so she watched with a smile.
However, after a while, the elders reiterated the assessment requirements and scoring rules for each peak.
An hour later, the outer disciples set off one after another, either riding their swords or releasing their flying magical artifacts.
The light-colored disciple robes were a vast expanse of white. Song Tingwan and the others boarded the multi-person flying artifact made by Qin Xi and swayed as they descended the mountain.
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