Since Shi Xuan entered the back mountain, the sect leader has been very concerned about her movements. After receiving a message from Lin Daozi, he once again went to the central square, and the other peak masters also came out to watch the excitement.
So when the entire Fuyu Peak group arrived at the central square, the sect leader and the peak masters of each peak were already in place. Shi Xuan felt as if he had just taken another entrance test.
She greeted the elders and then placed her hand on the spirit-testing jade with practiced ease. After waiting for a few breaths, five small colored bars slowly appeared and climbed up a little bit.
Compared to the previously barely visible spiritual root, it has lengthened and become much more stable.
Lin Daozi's face lit up with joy. Although his spiritual root was still pitifully low, it had improved! Compared to the day of the entrance test, the growth was considerable. Did this mean that, as long as a way was found, even his little apprentice's last weakness could be overcome?
The peak masters who were watching the spectacle were quite astonished. Shi Xuan's spiritual root was growing at a visible rate, but in decades, no one had ever achieved such a significant growth in the Spirit Tempering Pool. Her situation was clearly abnormal. Could it be that some kind of restriction was sealing her spiritual root?
The sect leader also thought of this, and he frowned as he asked, "Have you ever felt a sense of constraint on your spiritual root when you use your spiritual power?"
When Shi Xuan first entered the sect, he kept mentioning the matter of his spiritual root being replaced, but then felt there was no need to say it aloud. He had only known these masters for a few days, and he didn't know if anyone present was on good terms with Fan Hongde, or whether they were righteous or evil. He had finally managed to get in, and he didn't want to be sent out again.
Having cultivated to the Nascent Soul stage in his previous life, Shi Xuan had seen far too many people, some with wicked faces but kind hearts, others with treacherous words but malicious intentions. In this unfamiliar environment, Shi Xuan decided to observe the situation first.
However, if we only mention that the spiritual root was replaced without specifying who did it, such a major matter involves evil magic and secret techniques, and the sect would definitely investigate, which would only make things more troublesome.
Moreover, whether you speak out or not, it won't change anything except for gaining the sympathy and pity of your teachers.
So what if she was born with such a spiritual root?
Shi Xuan thought for a moment and shook his head. There was no sense of restraint, only a feeling of being pulled. Contrary to what they had imagined, the spiritual root was not bound in place, but instead struggled to break free each time, remaining restless.
It seems not.
The sect leader couldn't understand it and could only attribute it to the disciple's immense potential for growth. Compared to Lin Daozi's jubilation, the peak masters were even more disappointed; this boy had potential, what a pity.
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It was already late when they returned to Fuyu Peak. Shi Xuan tidied up and then rested.
That night, she had another dream.
The scene in her dream was very similar to the back mountain she had visited during the day. The lazy-looking man in white appeared again, strolling around her halfway around as if taking a leisurely stroll, his gaze on her filled with a critical look.
Shi Xuan was also sizing him up. He was dressed exactly the same as last time, even more loosely and casually. His appearance was still impeccable, and upon closer inspection, the corners of his eyes were slightly upturned, giving him an inexplicable air of flirtatious charm. Especially when he raised an eyebrow, the red mole between his brows twitched slightly, making him even more alluring. Shi Xuan mentally labeled him: Male vixen!
After the initial sizing-up session, the man spoke, "My name is Lu Shenzhi, and I am your senior brother." His voice, resonating with a deep resonance, was quite pleasant to the ear.
"What?" Shi Xuan never expected this result, but she realized that she was dreaming, so this senior brother might just be a fake. But the last dream was too vivid, and she had never heard of a dream being a series of dreams, so she tentatively said, "Tomorrow I will ask Master if senior brother's name is Lu Shenzhi."
The other party didn't respond, but continued, "Now I will demonstrate the first move of the Concealed Edge Sword Technique. Please watch carefully."
As he spoke, he took down a silver-white longsword and used a seemingly ordinary sword move. The move appeared simple, but it contained dozens of variations within a single move.
His sword-wielding posture was graceful and captivating, but Shi Xuan had no interest in appreciating it. She was still wondering why, if he really was her senior brother, he would appear in her dreams repeatedly, and why he would brandish his sword at her the moment they met.
After Lu Shenzhi finished his demonstration, he noticed that Shi Xuan was still staring blankly. He pursed his lips in slight disdain, but still patiently demonstrated it again. This time, he slowed down his movements, trying to make sure she could see every single one of his actions. He was extremely dedicated.
"Okay, you do it once!"
Shi Xuan was shocked: "Me? Why would I practice swordsmanship?"
“Now that you are a disciple of the Sword Sect, how can you not practice swordsmanship?” Lu Shenzhi said with dissatisfaction.
"But I have a month-long vacation, after which the elders will give unified instruction, so sword practice is something that will be a long time from now."
Lu Shenzhi's patience ran out. This was the first time he had condescended to give guidance to someone, but the person didn't appreciate it.
He recalled how his fellow disciples had instructed their junior brothers, and scolded, "Just practice when I tell you to! Stop talking nonsense!"
If this happened to any other disciple, they might have been intimidated, but Shi Xuan was an exception. She was just a paper tiger who could only appear in dreams; what could she do to her?
Shi Xuan rolled his eyes, then, a beat late, revealed a wronged expression and accused Lu Shenzhi, "You're not my senior brother! What senior brother is like you! Do you even know how to be a senior brother? Before you teach me sword moves, you should learn how to be a senior brother yourself!"
This righteous and stern outburst stunned Lu Shenzhi. He had become a disciple when he was young, and until he was injured, his master only had him as a disciple. He indeed had no experience as the senior disciple.
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