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Chapter 22

 

Quickly the conversation in the big hall began to spread, one to ten, ten to a hundred, all throughout the entirety of the Water Cloud Sect. Then, like a stone that can create a thousand ripples, it set off a huge wave of controversy.

 

Many of the outer school disciples all believed this was a great opportunity and applied to join the competition. Some of the more arrogant outer disciples even claimed, if combat was really enough to obtain qualifications to enter the inner sect, then that qualification should be theirs.

 

This view, Jizi Ang was happy to see. Although Wen Xuan and Qi Jibai both had given plenty of praises for Jian Yi, Jizi Ang really didn't feel that Jian Yi was the most capable disciple from the outer school. The more opportunities to kick Jian Yi down was naturally better. However, there was no way he could let Jian Yi defend in place and fight 1 v all. That would be too blatantly

 

unjust and allowing that to happen would be too harmful to Jizi Ang's benevolent and reserved outer appearance.

 

Therefore, a huge competition between the outer disciples was set up. All of the outer disciples were to fight 1v1 in a knockout competition. The winner of each bracket was to continue on until only one person was standing. Then, the winner would be given the qualifications to enter the inner sect.

 

This plan sounded fair and reasonable, as well as extremely impartial. Everyone was very satisfied.

 

However, there was an additional condition for Jian Yi: If Jian Yi wasn't the final victor, because of his previous nefarious actions to enter the inner Sect via a backdoor by overexaggerating his own abilities, he'd immediately be expelled from the sect.

 

"Jian shidi, I'm sorry." As Wen Xuan picked out the magic tools to Jian Yi, he sighed: "This time, I really talked big and caused trouble for you."

 

"Shixiong, what do you mean by that?" Jian Yi asked him with a smile: "Do you not think I can win?"

 

"Of course I do." Wen Xuan pulled out a bamboo flute. Turning it in his hand and examining for a moment, he put it in Jian Yi's hand. Then, he continued to search for others: "But in the end, I still caused trouble for you."

 

"It's trouble, but it's also an opportunity." Jian Yi lightly tapped that bamboo flute.

 

This bamboo flute wasn't any top-notch magic tool. It can only send out some wind blades with the sound of music. More aesthetic than practical. Back in the days, Wen Xuan didn't really like using it. Later, Wen Xuan's inventory was finite so he put away many of the magic tools he used during qi refining stage. But regardless if they were functional or not, he was taking them all out for Jian Yi to try.

 

"If I can come out as the victor in front of the crowd in this outer school competition, the benefits I can gain will far surpass this little trouble." Jian Yi said with a faint smile: "I should thank shixiong for obtaining this opportunity for me."

 

"You're rather full of confidence." Wen Xuan threw a cloth bag at him.

 

Jian Yi reached up and caught it: "Then with your understanding of the outer school disciples, what do you think my likelihood of winning is?"

 

Now he was really asking the right person. Wen Xuan knew every single one of the inner Water Cloud Sect disciples. He also knew quite a few outer disciples. Wen Xuan pondered for a moment and then smiled helplessly: "Actually, there really are a few troublesome fellows."

 

But he didn't say these words with concern. No matter how troublesome, they weren't Jian Yi in the end. Very few people could have dealt with a level 3 demonic beast with the skill and decisiveness that Jian Yi exhibited back then. Not to mention the rather intricate scheme he used to deal with Xue Bing Er afterwards.

 

Nevertheless, Jian Yi still held out a piece of jade in front of Wen Xuan's eyes: "Shixiong, can you list those troublesome fellows out for me?" It looked like he really wasn't holding back here. Not only did he plan to win, he planned to crush his opponents and win beautifully.

 

Seeing this conduct of his, Wen Xuan actually felt a bit amused inside and couldn't help but laugh out loud.

 

Before the start of the big competition, the disciples were given a total of three days for preparation.

 

In these three days, Jian Yi followed the list that Wen Xuan made and went to visit those people in person. Meanwhile, Wen Xuan managed to find a total of 12 magic tools to give to Jian Yi to use. In addition to that bamboo flute and the cloth bag that can let out a dense fog, there was a low level, high quality sword, 5 pieces of protective gears, a pair of boots, and several supplementary backup equipment, all for Jian Yi to pick and choose on his own. Then Wen Xuan used a portion of his Sect contribution points and prepared some talisman and medicinal pill related things for Jian

 

Yi.

 

In this busy preparation, three days passed in a flash.

 

Jian Yi headed to this arena that was set up in the outer grounds. Looking at the competition schedule in his hand, he instantly clicked his tongue and laughed coldly. What a coincidence. According to this schedule, he was likely to encounter every single one of the ten troublesome fellows that Wen Xuan had listed for him beforehand.

 

This intention was abundantly clear. However, other than him, who'd notice this little trickery placed within the competition. Most people would only think it's a coincidence. With a smile, Jian Yi shook his head. He gazed deeply at Jizi Ang who was sitting at the center. Then his line of sight moved left to Chu Lian who was beside Jizi Ang and landed on Wen Xuan who was behind Chu Lian. He smiled and nodded his head at Wen Xuan.

 

The bell for the start of the outer school competition sounded at this moment.

 

The number of disciples in the outer school of the Water Cloud Sect was several times that of the inner school. If someone wanted to emerge as the final victor, they'd have to go through a total of 13 matches. In the first three matches, Jian Yi faced rather normal opponents. Therefore, these three matches to Jian Yi can only be described with one word-- annihilation.

 

As soon as he got on stage, Jian Yi's figure became a flash. While his opponents were still dazing off, a fireball already flew over and hit them in the face. One breath later, the outcome of the match was decided.

 

All three matches were won exactly this same way, in the same speedy fashion.

 

To have this kind of performance, 1st was because of the shoes that Jian Yi was wearing, which increased his speed more than normal people. 2nd was because the fireball he fired was from a tricky angle. Before his opponent could see where it came from clearly, it already hit its target. And most importantly, the advantage was because of their reaction and awareness. The

 

difference between someone who has experienced life and death and a regular outer sect disciple was just this huge.

 

These three matches were won so beautifully that instantly, it attracted surprised cheers. Since this competition was originally set up because of Jian Yi, a large number of people had their eyes on him. Jizi Ang and some of the Elders saw this and their face color turned black.

 

Moments later, however, Jizi Ang smiled again. No rush, the arrangements he made were for later on anyways.

 

On his 4th match, Jian Yi encountered his first 'troublesome' opponent.

 

Then...... he spent three breaths.

 

This was because of a magic tool that Wen Xuan gave Jian Yi, a talisman bag that Jian Yi wore on his waist. It didn't have any other use, but it got rid of the need to manually reach for a talisman. With a silent mutter and a small amount of spiritual energy as catalyst, the talisman bag can automatically dispense the talismans that's placed within it. It really was an equipment too suitable for jian Yi.

 

At the moment, that talisman bag was filled to the brim. With a single thought, Jian Yi can send a dozen talismans flying out. The display itself was enough to scare someone to death.

 

"You let me win." Jian Yi cupped his hand and gave a faint smile to the unfortunate fellow that he already knocked unconscious.

 

Watching above the stage, Jizi Ang gave a cold smile: "He's just using talismans to his advantage, that's all."

 

His words didn't finish completely yet. On another stage, there was a huge commotion. Another person threw out a pile of talismans and won the match. On close examination, this just happened to be the 2nd son of the Zhang Clan who was praised by some of the Elders for being 'hardworking and diligent' before.

 

"Sect Leader, please reflect on your words." Wen Xuan said respectfully.

 

Jizi Ang awkwardly waved his hand and chuckled: "Using talismans well naturally requires a certain kind of talent as well. However, if one wants to win until the end, it's not enough to just depend on talismans."

 

"This disciple also agrees with this thought." Wen Xuan continued to remain respectful.

 

As they conversed, the 5th match started. Coincidentally, this time Jian Yi's opponent was that 2nd son of the Zhang clan.

 

This match of talisman vs talisman instantly started splendidly.

 

Three breaths later, it also came to an end.

 

Jian Yi stood beside the 2nd son of the Zhang family who was laying on the ground, groaning in pain endlessly. He patted his hands off and revealed the lonely expression of an undefeated warrior

 

"Using talismans well requires a certain kind of talent as well." Wen Xuan said with a smile: "As expected, the Sect Leader is really wise."

 

Although that 2nd son of the Zhang clan had many talismans, not a single one of them landed on Jian Yi. Meanwhile, Jian Yi's footsteps were lithe, eyesight even sharper. Every single talisman hit like blades. Because of this, of course there was no suspense in the outcome of this battle.

 

With a darkened face, Jizi Ang completely ignored Wen Xuan's words. When all of the outer disciples finished their 5th round. He stood up and raised his hand to subdue the cacophony on and off the stage. He raised his voice and said: "Today, five matches have passed. All of you disciples must be tired now. Let's rest here for the night. The rest of the 7 matches will continue tomorrow."

 

Saying this, he looked deeply at the talisman bag that was still filled to the brim hanging on Jian Yi's waist: "Furthermore. There's a rule that must be changed a bit. Today, many disciples used talismans. Although talismans is one path of cultivation, it greatly depends on wealth. Many of the outer disciples come from impoverished backgrounds. Using this method is rather unfair to them. Therefore, from tomorrow on, this big competition will prohibit talisman use."

 

After he finished making this speech, he finally sat back down with a smile, feeling somewhat more relieved inside.

 

However, when he looked at Wen Xuan who was beside Chu Lian, then looked at Jian Yi who was below on the stage, Jizi Ang discovered that the expressions on their faces were even happier than his own.

 

After everyone dispersed, Jian Yi came over next to Wen Xuan. He reached his hand into that talisman bag and took out the stack of things inside, grinning ear to ear and completely unable to conceal his delight: "The grand Sect Leader really gave us a big helping hand here."

 

In this stack of things, only a few pieces on top were usable talismans. The rest was all waste paper stuffed into the talisman bag.

 

"It's all because of your little schemes." Wen Xuan shook his head exasperatedly.

 

"And Shixiong's coordination that instigated our grand Sect Leader into action." Smiling, Jian Yi rubbed against Wen Xuan's side, pulling on the other's elbow: "Now we don't have to worry about those rich people."

 

Wen Xuan sighed and reminded him: "Wealth... isn't only used on talismans."

 

"If we must discuss magic tools. Shixiong, you've given me this many. Each and every one of them are pretty strong." Jian Yi expressed firmly: "Why do I need to fear?'

 

Wen Xuan knew, these words were purely for comfort.

 

Sure enough, in the battles on the second day, in his first match, Jian Yi already encountered an opponent with a very powerful magic tool.

 

This was the grandson of that one Elder.

 

With a grandfather as an Elder in the sect, as soon as this grandson stepped on stage, he held up an extremely powerful and big shield. Although it wasn't as strong as the shield Luo Qingquan used those many days ago, Jian Yi's offensive skills weren't comparable to Wen Xuan's back then. No matter how he attacked, he couldn't get through the shield. When he swung his sword at it, it didn't even make a dent. Not to mention, this person was also extremely vigilant. No matter how fast Jian Yi was, he couldn't circle around to attack from another angle.

 

If it's only defense, then everything would have been fine. However, in his other hand, this person also held a huge sword. Everytime he locked onto Jian Yi's location, held the shield up and suddenly tackled Jian Yi, he'd follow up with a sword cleave..... Fortunately, Jian Yi was able to dodge successfully every time. Otherwise, if he got hit directly, it would have hurt very much.

 

After a while, Jian Yi stopped fighting close range and only circled at a distance. Occasionally, he used his bamboo flute to send out wind blades for harassment. Every time the flute sent out a blade, it made a musical note. Note after note, it actually sounded pretty good. But this sound was like a guiding light. His opponent didn't even need to see where he was. He only needed to listen to the sound, then raise his hand to be able to block the attack easily.

 

Above the stage, Jizi Ang and others revealed faint smiles again. That grandfather who was an Elder smiled like a flower.

 

"This kid really doesn't match up to his claims. Look, he's about to lose soon." "Yet he's still running around everywhere, what's the point?"

 

Really, it was useless, Jian Yi knew. If this continued, it'd just waste his energy. Sooner or later, he'd get caught.

 

Finally, he encountered his first proper troublesome' fellow.

 

Furrowing his brows and grinding his teeth for a moment, Jian Yi pulled out a cloth bag from his sleeve and opened it.

 

Instantly, a dense fog dispersed with him as the center point and covered the entire stage within seconds. This cloth bag didn't have any killing strength. It can only confuse people's visions. Also because it wasn't a high quality item so the fog it released was limited. Good thing, it just happened to cover this stage so the tool was put to use effectively.

 

Not long after, Jian Yi's opponent couldn't see anything.

 

But there was also a flaw to this fog. It didn't separate friend and foe. Right now, Jian Yi also couldn't see-- however, no one knew this fact.

 

His opponent quickly increased his vigilance 120% and used the shield to protect himself thoroughly. Both of his ears were raised, focusing with rapt attention on every single movement. With keen hearing, he very quickly discovered the sound of Jian Yi's footsteps.

 

Just as he attempted to locate Jian Yi's exact position, he heard another sound abruptly that instantly covered the sound of the footsteps.

 

Zheng.

 

It was the sound emitted by that bamboo flute!

 

"Over there!" The location that this person extrapolated just happened to be a corner of the stage. Instantly, he became delighted and placed the shield in front of him to block. Then, charging over, he attempted to push Jian Yi out.

 

However, at the moment, a light breeze blew past him.

 

"Wrong." In the dense fog, a voice sounded next to his ear. A breath of air blew against his neck, giving him goosebumps all over. Meanwhile, a cold blade was pressed against his back: "I'm over here."

 

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Chapter 23

 

In an instant, the shieldbearer felt goosebumps rise all over his body. He felt like he entered a world of ice and snow. Even his blood felt chilled.

 

Within this second, he heard something hit the floor. Then the view before his eyes flashed. In the blink of an eye, he suddenly disappeared from that place surrounded by fog. When he could see again, he was already transported outside of the stage.

 

The surrounding was filled with chaotic voices. Many viewers felt bewildered by the situation before their eyes.

 

"What's going on? How come he suddenly came out?" "Just what exactly happened in the fog?" "Who knows. In any case, he came out, that means he lost."

 

When the shieldbearer heard this discussion, he discovered in the aftermath that he was soaked in cold sweats. Why would he

 

suddenly be transported out? This was because of the activation of an auto protection measure placed on the stage. Right before someone receives a fatal blow, they would be forcibly transported out of the stage in order to preserve this disciple's life. In other words, if this wasn't a dueling competition, but some other place, he would have died already.

 

On stage, Jian Yi just happened to recall the fog at this time, revealing the complete view of the stage. Jian Yi was standing dead center, while in one corner of the stage, laid a lone bamboo flute that was tossed over there. It was still rolling on the ground slightly because of the force.

 

"You let me win." With a smile, Jian Yi cupped his hands and gestured to the disciple outside of the stage.

 

That shieldbearer's deathly pale face finally alleviated somewhat at this point. By this point, how could he not know how he lost? But to lose to such a ploy, how could he accept it: "I really never imagined your spiritual energy can actually reach that long."

 

That's right. In order to make a sound on the bamboo flute, Jian Yi only needed to insert his spiritual energy into it. He didn't need to hold it in his hand at all. In that sudden situation with the fog, the shieldbearer subconsciously believed that Jian Yi was located in the same spot as the flute. This was exactly what Jian Yi wanted. Not to mention, the distance between Jian Yi and the bamboo flute currently was really too far for a qi refining cultivator's spiritual energy to reach...... If it weren't for this fact, the shieldbearer wouldn't have easily fallen to this trick.

 

Jian Yi walked over to the bamboo flute and picked it up. Holding in his hand, he gave it a toss upward: "Don't think too much. The

 

radius that my spiritual energy can reach is pretty much the same as yours. The reason I managed to do it was because I seized an opportune timing."

 

At first, the shieldbearer was still a bit confused, but as he watched Jian Yi toss up that bamboo flute, catch it, toss it up again, and repeat. Gradually, he understood.

 

After the bamboo flute is thrown and leaves Jian Yi's hand, it can travel for a moment and still remain within the range of his spiritual energy. This allows Jian Yi to send his spiritual energy and activate it. After being activated, the flute then creates a sound. The timing is only a mere instant, but in this practically negligible instant, the bamboo flute can travel to the corner of the stage... and increase distance away from Jian Yi, just like that.

 

"An insignificant parlor trick." This person brushed his sleeve and was even more discontent with the result.

 

Jian Yi didn't reply and only looked at him with a smile. The smile seemed to be asking him: if it were really an insignificant parlor trick, how could you have fallen to it? Let's not talk about how this move was even thought up. To control the timing that precisely, it really wasn't something anyone could do.

 

The shieldbearer couldn't think that deeply, however, and only walked away huffing and puffing. Encountering people who asked him what happened in the fog, he straightforwardly stated that Jian Yi only won because of a little trick.

 

This directly caused the crowd to underestimate Jian Yi's abilities.

 

The next opponent that Jian Yi faced got on stage very full of confidence, like he believed as long as he doesn't get tricked, he'll definitely win.

 

In the end, he still lost, losing similarly to an 'insignificant parlor trick.'

 

This time there was no fog to block the view. Everyone watched how Jian Yi used all sorts of different magic tools to set up a little trap and waited for this opponent to jump in it.

 

The moment right before Jian Yi obtained victory, the viewers watched how his opponent voluntarily jumped into the trap and all laughed out loud.

 

It's true. Jian Yi's victories didn't display much skills, but it was interesting watching them.

 

Originally the number of people watching Jian Yi was already high. After these two victories, he naturally attracted even more attention.

 

Then the 3rd match, the 4th match......

 

Different from yesterday's complete annihilation and talisman dominance, today, all of Jian Yi's matches were won barely by a hair. At the start of each match, his opponents always had the advantage, pushing him back until he could only circle around the edge of the stage. In the end, however, he always managed to use some little trick to flip the outcome. At first, those people watching would feel nervous for him due to his shaky starts. And they'd feel pleasantly surprised to see him achieve victory in the

 

end. However, after he won every match 'by just a hair', then that 'by just a hair' didn't seem quite so close after all.

 

It's just like if the same kind of tricks can achieve success every time, then it wouldn't be called a trick anymore. Rather, it'd be called intelligence.

 

Jian Yi was practically using his every word and action to relay the same information to his opponents: My skills might not be as strong as yours, but I'm smarter than you guys.

 

....... Sometimes, this intellectual advantage was even harder to defeat than physical advantage.

 

When his fifth opponent got onto the stage, the guy already looked a bit wilted.

 

Then, just as Jian Yi started fighting with this person, finally a viewer noticed a fact: "He never got injured, not even once."

 

This fact instantly spread outward. The entire crowd watching the match started to discuss enthusiastically. This was a terrifying fact. This represented that: it's not that Jian Yi didn't have the skills, but rather he's been using his smarts to save strength.

 

For him to be able to steadily avoid every single one of his opponent's attacks, what did this signify? Some viewers were perhaps incapable of understanding this logic deeply. However, Jian Yi's 5th opponent at this moment already felt his heart turn to ash and his hope dashed.

 

This opponent originally utilized a swift method of attacking. However, Jian Yi seemed like he knew exactly how his opponent

 

would strike before the other even made his move. Then, he'd use a slower speed to avoid the attack easily. This was enough to make his opponent more and more perplexed as they fought.

 

Therefore, this time, Jian Yi didn't even finish setting up his trap before his opponent surrendered the match.

 

Five victories. While some people were cheering for Jian Yi, some others discovered an even more notable fact.

 

"Wait, have you guys noticed. His opponent in every match was all very strong?"

 

This was also another scary fact. As the knock-out tournament advanced, everyone's opponent naturally would grow stronger and stronger. But at this moment, in comparison to the other matches going on concurrently, Jian Yi would always be facing the strongest opponent. Not to mention, it was the same situation for all 5 matches. The difficulty level over here was several times higher than that of disciples competing in other brackets..

 

"Who'd have this kind of luck..."

 

"No way. No matter how bad someone's luck was, can it reach this point?"

 

"Don't tell me it was on purpose. Someone deliberately arranged all the strong disciples together in one bracket?"

 

"There's something fishy going on. Something fishy."

 

Similar types of whispers grew more and more, however, at the moment, No one suspected that this was deliberately done to

 

target Jian Yi yet. At most, they felt that whoever arranged these battles wanted to first wear down the strong competition, so to allow a certain not so strong person to have an easier time later.

 

Regardless, now that the 5 matches were all completed and the sun was about to set, pretty much everyone believed that today's competition was about to be over. That the last three matches would continue tomorrow after a night's rest.

 

However, Jizi Ang sat in place, without any plans to announce a pause to the competition.

 

When the bell ran for the 6th match, the entire crowd was in turmoil.

 

Jian Yi stretched his arms briefly. He practically didn't get off the stage and just waited there for his 6th opponent of the day to get on stage. He already predicted that Jizi Ang would make him fight this war of attrition. After all, every single one of his opponents today were fairly tough. Meanwhile, the other people's 5 matches were complete jokes. No matter what, the energy he consumed should be the greatest. Continuing the matches would be most disadvantageous to him.

 

Naturally, he also prepared for this situation ahead of time.

 

Jian Yi continued to use schemes to save his physical strength, always moving and never fighting head to head. Just as before, he set up traps and waited for his opponent to step into them.

 

However, this time, everyone knew why he chose to do this.

 

"Don't tell me, he really has to compete 8 matches continuously?" "How scary......"

 

Moments later, Jian Yi won another match resolutely. At this point, there's only the last two rounds in this big outer school competition left. The last 4 people.

 

In these four people, three of them performed exceptionally. Only one of them got lucky, didn't meet any tough opponents at all, and managed to muddle through. They followed the competition schedule and split into pairs for the semifinal. The guy that managed to muddle through of course didn't land in Jian Yi's bracket.

 

"So he really has to fight 8 hard battles." Some of the crowd that has been observing Jian Yi this entire time started to stir restlessly.

 

"No, I've been watching since yesterday. Ever since the 4th match yesterday, he never encountered a weak opponent. This means he had to fight 10 hard battles!” As the people chatted, they secretly observed Jizi Ang.

 

But Jizi Ang continued to remain steadfast and focused, as if he didn't notice the increasing uproar at all.

 

The bell rang and the semifinals began. Just in the middle of this semifinal, Jian Yi's foot slipped. He didn't manage to dodge properly and, unprecedented, received a big gash on his face from his opponent.

 

"He's surely used up too much energy!" "He didn't even have a chance to rest." "This is unfair...... How is this fair?"

 

Some of the viewers were inner disciples. Many of them started to feel outraged towards the injustice that this well performing outer disciple was facing.

 

Some of them received agreement from their fellow senior disciples. Others, however, were only showered with scolding: "What's so unfair? Who can be blamed for his bad luck?"

 

The difference in these opinions naturally came from different divisions within the sect.

 

Nevertheless, there were more and more people who sincerely wished that Jian Yi could win this match. Carrying plenty of people's hope, Jian Yi finally obtained victory.

 

He stood in the middle of the dueling stage and used a finger to wipe at the injury on his face. Standing there for a long while, it looked like it took him quite a while to recover again.

 

Unable to rest, the final match was about to start immediately afterwards.

 

The final opponent just crushed a weakling in his last match. It pretty much counted as a little rest for him. At this moment, he was already standing on the stage for the final match. Jian Yi, however, still remained standing below the stage, stalling for a while.

 

"Jian shizhi, how come you're not heading on stage?" An elder beside Jizi Ang urged: "Don't tell me you plan to give up?"

 

Jian Yi smiled and then shook his head: "I have no plan to forfeit."

 

He raised his head and looked towards Jizi Ang: "I just have a few words I want to ask the Sect Leader."

 

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Chapter 24

 

Mumbling for a moment, Jizi Ang originally planned to ignore Jian

 

Yi.

 

However, at this moment Jian Yi was already the focus of everyone's attention. The crowd's gazes were all converging on him. Hearing him say those words, the inner disciples who came to watch the competition all turned their gazes to Jizi Ang.

 

Under this kind of pressure, Jizi Ang had no choice but to ask: "What do you want to say?"

 

Jian Yi smiled faintly: "I only want to ask. Back then, you approved of making an exception and allowing me into the inner school, right?"

 

This answer was of course 'yes.' If Jian Yi entered the inner school without Jizi Ang's approval, then the issue wouldn't be one that could be resolved with this competition before them.

 

"Since the Sect Leader already agreed back then, then why must you retract your decision now. Not to mention, to go so far as to set up this big competition?" Jian Yi continued to ask.

 

"That's naturally because......" Jizi Ang answered unhurriedly: "You must prove you really do have the capability."

 

"Then have I proved it?" Jian Yi asked in response.

 

Jizi Ang paused.

 

"Everyone." Jian Yi walked towards the observation stands, faced the crowd and raised both hands: "Everyone has been here observing the matches for two days. I've fought match after match continuously. I believe everyone has seen my performance up to now. So I must ask everyone present, do you think my strength is enough to enter the inner school? Have I shown that I indeed have the qualifications?"

 

After these words were said, there was another uproar in the stands.

 

At first, a lot of people remained silent. But there's always that one very outspoken and straightforward individual, who'd directly stand up and yell loudly: "Yes!"

 

With someone taking the lead, more voices of agreement instantly resounded one after the other.

 

"You have." "Of course, you have." "If you didn't have the qualifications to enter the inner school with this kind of skills, then half of the inner disciples should be expelled." "Yes!"

 

Within seconds, a large number of people voiced their support, acknowledging Jian Yi's strength. The combination of all of these voices instantly created huge momentum.

 

Jian Yi gave a bow towards the stand and gave thanks to these voices of support.

 

"I know that the Sect Leader acted that way before because several Elders didn't believe I have the qualification and suspected that I was only boasting. If this were true, and they wanted to conduct this huge competition to uncover the truth and expel such an egotistical and boastful person, I have nothing to say. But since I really do have the strength and the qualification-- why do I have to waste all of this energy and effort in order to 'prove' myself, tiring myself to death and competing all of these matches?"

 

Jian Yi continued to say: "Other people entered this big competition in order to fight me for this position. But what am I in it? What do I gain from it? Why should I participate? As a matter of fact, if I make the tiniest error and don't obtain victory in the end, I even face expulsion from the Sect!"

 

Every one of Jian Yi's remarks here were aggressive and overbearing, completely lacking any respect to the Sect Leader.

 

The crowd could feel the utter fury in his words. Some people furrowed their brows because of this fury, believing that Jian Yi was being disrespectful of his elders and overly fastidious. However, even more people sighed, clearly in agreement with these remarks and felt very understanding of Jian Yi's anger.

 

"Sect Leader shishu." Wen Xuan promptly turned around and cupped his hands, and interrupted here: "Ever since Jian shidi heard he had to participate in this competition, he's been preparing desperately everyday. How exhausting it must be to fight all of these matches continuously, I don't think I even need to mention this. But he originally didn't need to put in all of this work. Everything was only because several Elders didn't believe in him, that's all."

 

Even Jizi Ang's own disciple, Zhang Xiaoqing, also wrinkled her nose to the side and grumbled in a small voice: "He even has to show all of these people his real strength for free."

 

Similar voices sounded amongst the crowd. Many people were counting the damage he suffered for him.

 

Jian Yi smiled briefly and then raised his voice to ask: "What do you think of this, Sect Leader?"

 

Being backed into this kind of position, Jizi Ang's face inevitably darkened for a brief moment. But he thought very quickly and his complexion recovered.

 

He wasn't blind. He also saw Jian Yi's performance up to this point. At the very least, he gained a sense of appreciation for Jian Yi's talent, he just didn't like the other's impudence. Therefore, at this moment in Jizi Ang's heart, the desire to directly expel Jian Yi was no longer as strong. What he really wanted was to knock Jian Yi down a few pegs and turn the other's temperament more malleable, that's all.

 

Therefore, in facing Jian Yi's fury, Jizi Ang felt a bit pleased. He believed that this anger indicated that Jian Yi had no wish to

 

participate in the final match. That Jian Yi wasn't confident in winning this last battle. That Jian Yi was weakening.

 

"You have decent skills. However, because there are plenty of outer disciples, no matter how strong you are, you still have to show it to convince the masses. Before I thoughtlessly permitted you to enter the inner school, it was indeed my fault. I didn't consider it properly." Jizi Ang said: "But since you have decent skills, I can null the matter before regarding 'expelling you out of the Sect if you didn't obtain victory. In the last match remaining, it doesn't matter if you win or lose, even if you forfeit, you'll still be able to return to the outer school to continue cultivating. You can still enter the inner Sect when the end of the year exam comes. I can even promise to provide you with extensive guidance."

 

Saying this, Jizi Ang looked very expectantly at Jian Yi, as if he already laid out a huge favor and was just waiting for Jian Yi to come accept it.

 

He really did gain an interest in providing extensive guidance to Jian Yi. After all, Jian Yi wasn't like Wen Xuan. If he could really be developed, he might even become a backbone for the Sect in the future. Even though there's a small discord between them currently, the days were long. What can't be fixed slowly over time?

 

But in face of this favor, Jian Yi only smiled and asked in response: "And what if I win?"

 

Jizi Ang was stunned.

 

"There's no need to take back the penalty we agreed on. If I really lose, then I accept the punishment." Jian Yi raised the corner of his brows: "Right now I'm asking, if I won in the end, what do I get?"

 

Still the same audacious impudence! Jizi Ang hated this attitude of his. Immediately, Jizi Ang's face darkened. Just as he planned to reply, he suddenly discovered that because of their previous conversation, in response to Jian Yi's demand at this moment, he actually had no choice but to give a proper answer.

 

Because those inner disciples watching in the stands were all starting to nod their heads.

 

"That's right. If there's punishment, then there should be reward."

 

"If other people win, they can gain the qualification to enter the inner school. If he won, then naturally, he should be able to gain something as well. It's not like you can say he can also gain the qualification to enter the inner school? That's already his right."

 

"I wonder what the Sect Leader will give him as reward."

 

Jizi Ang can only ask with a darkened face: "What do you want?"

 

Jian Yi smiled slightly: "It's all up to you, Sect Leader."

 

All up to the Sect Leader? Under the eyes of the crowd, would Jizi Ang dare to be stingy? The words that Jian Yi said just now looked like he was backing off, but in reality, they were even more demanding than directly asking for something hefty.

 

Jizi Ang gave a cold huff: "If you really obtained victory, then you can ask me for three wishes anytime. As long as it's not excessive, I will help you achieve them. What do you think of this reward?"

 

Jian Yi instantly smiled and quickly cupped his hands, saying: "With everyone present as witnesses, I trust that the Sect Leader will definitely abide by your promise."

 

Saying this, he finally revealed a satisfied expression and walked over to the final stage. By this time, his opponent was already feeling somewhat awkward after waiting all this time.

 

Jizi Ang watched with an indifferent eye, but in his heart, he really didn't believe Jian Yi could win another round.

 

Afterall, this opponent for the final match was at an even higher level in strength than those that Jian Yi beat previously. The flying sword in his hand looked very exquisite. If it weren't for the fact that he joined the Sect at an inopportune time and didn't catch the last end of the year exam, he would have been able to join the inner sect a long time ago.

 

As soon as the starting bell for the final match sounded, this person waved his sword precisely and started attacking Jian Yi swiftly. Jian Yi could only hastily evade to the side.

 

Jizi Ang looked at Jian Yi's figure fleeing in disarray, and already started deliberating over whether or not he should keep Jian Yi after he lost. If he were to keep this disciple, what method should he use to save him. If he didn't keep the other, how was he going to prevent Jian Yi from joining some other sect.

 

But he never imagined, although Jian Yi looked like he was randomly dodging, he actually evaded just right to completely avoid all of his opponent's attacks successfully.

 

Then Jian Yi abruptly pulled out his sword as well. His movement was even faster than what he had displayed in the previous matches.

 

In all of his 8 matches, for the first time, he didn't lay down any traps and started facing off against his opponent head on, really meeting force with force!

 

The crowd was in uproar.

 

Seeing this, all of the viewers all became excited. Many even stood up to get a closer look.

 

Jian Yi has been saving his strength all this time, just for this last match.

 

Clang, clang, clang, the two swords continuously struck each other, making sharp, clear sounds unceasingly.

 

The two people's performance wasn't actually identical. The opponent has clearly been cultivating the sword path for quite a while. When he waved his sword, it was continuous and fluid, one move following the other, sharp yet beautiful. As for Jian Yi's sword skills...... Alright. It really can't be called sword skills at all. He was only waving the sword very quickly. It was actually extremely chaotic, without any rhyme or reason, hard to describe

 

But as he swung the sword chaotically, Jian Yi also constantly shifted and turned his positioning, making the sword in his hand look even more blurry to the viewers. Again and again, he accurately avoided the other's attack. Again and again, he managed to thread the tip of his sword over in the most crafty angles. Every single one of his movements was extraordinarily precise.

 

His opponent this time wasn't a pushover either. His sword arts were really very refined, so he received Jian Yi's every move unwaveringly. For a moment, they were equally matched.

 

However, just as the crowd thought they'd continue to remain deadlocked, Jian Yi's opponent took a step back and suddenly disappeared.

 

This kind of small scale invisibility skill was actually not easily casted by qi refining disciples. More often, it's the effect of some magic tool. For this move to suddenly be used in the middle of an intense battle, the crowd instantly took in a cold breath for Jian

 

Yi.

 

How was he supposed to deal with this present situation?

 

Then, they watched as Jian Yi abruptly took a step to the side and swung his sword. Instantly, there was the sound of swords clashing again. This slight repositioning and attack he did effortlessly, as if he were taking a casual stroll.

 

Just as the swords clashed, his opponent's figure and surprised expression slowly appeared under Jian Yi's blade.

 

Not only was this person surprised. The entire crowd was also surprised.

 

Although the opponent reflexively blocked Jian Yi's first move just now, his moment of surprise was fatal. Jian Yi didn't even wait until the other to become completely visible before following up with a second swing of his sword. This time, his opponent reacted too late. Instantly a white light lit up and transported that person outside of the stage.

 

At this moment in time, the crowd still didn't recover from the shock of seeing Jian Yi break his opponent's invisibility skill.

 

"Again......"

 

"His opponent got forcibly transported out of the stage again."

 

"He won again!" "What the heck happened?"

 

In this clamorous noise, several Elders even stood up, carrying similar looks of astonishment. Of course, they knew plenty of ways to figure out the location of an invisible attacker, but all of those methods weren't something a qi refining cultivator could use. Perhaps it's also the effect of some magic tool? The crowd can only think this.

 

Only the few Elders who passed the golden core stage felt an even deeper sense of shock. Although they didn't reveal anything on their faces, their cultivations were higher so they could naturally see more. They didn't ponder about how Jian Yi managed to see through the invisibility skill, because the answer to that question was actually rather insignificant. On the contrary, they observed an even more terrifying fact-- Jian Yi's movements

 

were always one step faster than his opponent, as if he could foresee the other's next move, regardless of whether he could physically see it or not.

 

This perhaps was because of a certain ability, a certain magic skill, or perhaps it's because of a certain innate talent, because he was a person blessed by the heavens. No matter what it was, it was terrifying and formidable enough to acknowledge him as a rare genius and someone with boundless potential.

 

After a moment of confusion and shock, finally someone recovered enough and started to cheer loudly for Jian Yi for his victory.

 

"Jian Yi! Jian Yi!" "Too powerful! Jian shidi!" "The inner sect welcomes you!"

 

Still standing on the dueling stage, Jian Yi listened to the cheers and congratulations, and secretly put away the round jade tool that was held in his left hand.

 

25

Chapter 25

 

Among this ocean of cheers and applause, Wen Xuan slightly furrowed his brows.

 

"Wen shixiong, congratulations." Just at this moment, a voice came from his side. It was Zhang Xiaoqing. She knew that Jian Yi and Wen Xuan were close so she specifically squeezed over to Wen Xuan's side to give him this congratulation. She even completely ignored the displeased gaze of her own Sect Leader shifu who was behind her.

 

Wen Xuan gave this shimei a friendly smile. He was just about to speak when he suddenly heard a wave of alarmed cries.

 

Turning his head, he saw Jian Yi's both knees give out as the other directly fell over unconscious on the stage.

 

"Not good!" Zhang Xiaoqing also gave an alarmed yell. She turned her head again and was just about to say something. However, Wen Xuan already went charging over.

 

In that instant, Zhang Xianqing actually felt a faint sense of loss.

 

Jumping directly down from the stand, Wen Xuan rushed over to Jian Yi's side in one breath: "Jian shidi!"

 

At this moment, Jian Yi had both eyes closed tightly, his face white as paper. Although he still had a tiny bit of awareness, he didn't have any energy left at all.

 

The crowd all thought that Jian Yi was too exhausted. Only Wen Xuan knew about Jian Yi's ability to read the Will of Heaven, and has seen how Jian Yi looked after he used such a skill.

 

He instantly couldn't be bothered with anything and pulled Jian Yi into his arms.

 

Although it was right in the public view of many, with Jian Yi's current state, no one thought much about Wen Xuan's actions.

 

"Sect Leader shishu, Elders, apologies." Wen Xuan said in a raised voice: "Jian shidi really consumed too much energy during this competition. Please let me bring him back to rest first."

 

Saying this, he didn't forget to add: "As for the reward that Jian shidi won during this victory, of course he will come discuss it carefully with Sect Leader shishu after he recovers."

 

Jizi Ang's face was instantly as black as the bottom of a wok. However, because he couldn't show fury in front of the crowd, he could only wave his hand and let the two leave first.

 

Zhang Xiaoqing came over to the two with a smile: "Wen shixiong, let me go together with you guys. Maybe I can lend a hand."

 

She was the disciple most proficient in healing and replenishing spiritual energy in the Water Cloud Sect, so naturally, she'd be very helpful. Not to mention, she always had a pretty good relationship with Wen Xuan. The things that her shifu did couldn't be blamed on her anyways. Wen Xuan swiftly nodded his head and gave thanks.

 

"What's there to thank? We're fellow disciples. No need to be courteous." Zhang Xiaoqing walked up next to the two. Then she was instantly startled.

 

Because she saw Jian Yi had opened his eyes where he laid in Wen Xuan's arms, clearly having recovered slightly already. It's just Jian Yi didn't move yet, and remained nestling quietly and adorably against Wen Xuan's chest. His cheeks were completely red and his eyes darted around, carrying a sense of bashfulness like he didn't know where to rest his gaze.

 

"Zhang shimei?" Wen Xuan noticed the subtle change in Zhang Xiaoqing's expression: "What's the matter?"

 

Zhang Xiaoqing saw Wen Xuan's honest face and proper expression. For a moment, she felt extremely conflicted inside her heart, unable to squeeze out an answer for quite awhile.

 

Wen Xuan didn't continue to bother with her. He rushed like he was on fire and carried Jian Yi back to his abode in Daiyun Peak. As soon as he entered the door, he placed Jian Yi on the bed. After Zhang Qiaoqing came over and treated him slightly, then

 

used magic to help him replenish his spiritual energy, Jian Yi closed his eyes and fell into deep sleep.

 

But even falling asleep like this, he still grabbed onto Wen Xuan's sleeve, not letting Wen Xuan leave.

 

"Wen shixiong," Zhang Xiaoqing finally couldn't hold back: "Don't you think Jian shidi treats you...too..."

 

She only asked half way, when Jian Yi who was supposed to be sleeping, suddenly opened his eyes again and stared directly at her.

 

Unsurprisingly, this gaze was unfriendly, full of exclusion, rejection, dismissal, like a wild beast glowering at an unwelcome guest in its territory. Even if she came over specifically to heal him, Jian Yi didn't seem to welcome her even one bit.

 

The rest of Zhang Xiaoqing's words were snuffed out just like this.

 

"Jian shidi is somewhat sticky." Wen Xuan still managed to guess her meaning, but said with an unconcerned smile: "But that shouldn't be a problem. We're fellow disciples in the same Sect. Nothing wrong with finding a companion."

 

No no no. That's a huge problem. Zhang Xiaoqing couldn't help but deliberate a bit more. But under the gaze from Jian Yi, she really felt too awkward to say anything more. Even just sitting here made Zhang Xiaoqing feel like something was stabbing her in the back, like she was sitting on pins and needles. In the end, she could only hastily say her goodbyes.

 

Because Jian Yi still held his sleeve, Wen Xuan couldn't even get up and send her off.

 

After Zhang Xiaoqing left rather gloomily, Wen Xuan turned his head back and looked at Jian Yi who immediately closed his eyes and started pretending to be asleep. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile: "What, did Zhang shimei offend you somehow as well? Or...... is there something wrong with her?"

 

Jian Yi still had his eyes closed tightly, still feigning sleep.

 

Wen Xuan curled his fingers and mercilessly flicked him on the forehead.

 

Jian Yi covered his forehead and whined in pain for a bit before unwillingly opening his eyes again. He said with a grimace: "There's nothing wrong with her, I just don't like seeing her."

 

"Oh you." Wen Xuan said exasperatedly.

 

Then, Wen Xuan put on a proper expression and said with furrowed brows: "You were acting recklessly again today.”

 

Jian Yi instantly shrank into the bed.

 

Wen Xuan was just saying this, but his words didn't hold any criticism. What's there to criticize. Since it was Jian Yi's own ability, then it's up to him to decide when and how to use it. Wen Xuan can only softly rub Jian Yi on the head, his gaze gentle with a slight concern: "You should be more careful with your own body."

 

"Shixiong, don't worry." Jian Yi took that hand of his and squeezed it: "I know my limits."

 

Saying this, he even smiled smugly: "Not to mention, although this time I consumed a lot of energy, compared to what I earned, it's completely worth it."

 

Wen Xuan recalled the things Jian Yi gained this time. His eyes also lit up.

 

First, Jian Yi displayed his skills in front of the crowd and successfully built up his reputation. If they peeked their heads outside and listened now, the mountains still echoed with praises for Jian Yi's outstanding skills. It can be inferred that these praises will travel further and wide, growing louder over time. This was a huge, formless type of treasure. Even if Jian Yi and Wen Xuan were about to temporarily leave the Water Cloud Sect together soon, this formless treasure can bring him benefits.

 

Second, the Sect Leader, Jizi Ang, promised Jian Yi three requests.

 

"Have you decided on what to ask the Sect Leader?" Wen Xuan said: "Be careful. Don't give him the chance to screw you over in the process."

 

Jian Yi smiled, clearly having a plan in his heart.

 

He rested at Wen Xuan's place for most of the day. The next morning, he was back to being the usually high spirited, healthy and active Jian shidi. To avoid trouble arising from delaying too long, he went immediately to see the Sect Leader at the inner

 

sect's big hall in order to discuss his reward for winning the big outer school competition.

 

Although Jizi Ang's face was unsightly, it was still something he promised in front of the crowd. Therefore, he couldn't avoid it: "What are the three things you want? You're prepared to ask them now, right?"

 

Jian Yi smiled faintly and very quickly made his first request, a request that Jizi Ang definitely couldn't twist at all.

 

When Jizi Ang heard, his expression changed subtly: "You want... spiritual stones?"

 

Jian Yi nodded his head seriously: "Shixiong and I are about to travel outside. It's better to have more money prepared for our journey."

 

There was nothing wrong with this logic, but to have this kind of opportunity, yet only ask for spiritual stones, instead of magic tools or skill manuals, it's really a bit...... Jizi Ang was just about to think 'wasteful' when he heard Jian Yi add.

 

"I only want 10 thousand spiritual stones."

 

Jizi Ang's face instantly twitched. Alright, looks like this really wasn't a kid who'd lose out in the end. Ten thousand spiritual stones? Even though it's only enough to buy a top quality yuan gathering magic tool, it can buy over a dozen qi refining level magic tools with plenty to spare.

 

In the end, it was only spiritual stones. Jizi Ang wasn't that stingy so he waved his hand. A jade card flew into Jian Yi's hand: "You

 

can take this and go retrieve it from the sect's storage room yourself."

 

Jian Yi took the jade card and flipped it back and forth several times before smiling with satisfaction.

 

However, when it was time for him to say his second request, he paused for a long time.

 

So long that Jizi Ang practically wanted to urge him to hurry up. Finally, Jian Yi raised his head: "This second request...... Can the Sect Leader answer a few questions from me?"

 

A few? Jizi Ang thought mockingly: "Why don't you ask if I can give you a few more requests as well?"

 

"It's only a few questions. It won't cost the Sect Leader too much energy." Jian Yi persisted.

 

Furrowing his brows, Jizi Ang waved his hand. His face was still full of unwillingness: "Fine, ask away."

 

"First, in the ancient mausoleum that shixiong and I discovered before, there should have been a cultivation method for a top quality water root user." Jian Yi asked: "Can the Sect Leader tell me, who has this cultivation method right now?"

 

When Jizi Ang heard these words, he was first startled. Then, he looked at Jian Yi profoundly: "Top quality water root...... Wen shizhi even told you about this?"

 

Jian Yi's eyes flashed, but he didn't answer.

 

"But I don't know anything about the cultivation method you're talking about." Jizi Ang furrowed his brows: "You, and Wen shizi as well, I really don't understand you guys. Why must both of you insist there's a cultivation method in there? Even if I tell you it's not there at all, you make it sound like I'm lying to you guys or something."

 

Jian Yi lowered his head and smiled. This request was just like this. Even if Jizi Ang answered him, it definitely wasn't the truth.

 

Good thing he persisted on asking 'a few' questions. It's not a big deal if one of the questions was wasted.

 

"Then can the Sect Leader please look at these things." Jian Yi said and then handed over a list of spiritual materials: "The reason why shixiong and I are traveling is to find these things. Some of the items we have an idea of where to find them, but the others remain completely at a loss. Perhaps the Sect Leader knows where to find them? Please bestow us some knowledge."

 

Jizi Ang picked up the list and looked. His expression instantly turned strange: "These... are materials needed to form yuan?"

 

"For shixiong." Jian Yi said.

 

Jizi Ang lifted his head, his expression still carrying an odd expression.

 

"A few days ago, Daoist Master Chu already gave shixiong a cultivation method." Jian Yi explained.

 

"What? Chu shixiong actually......" Jizi Ang furrowed his brows, then examined the youth before him. He couldn't hold back from scoffing: "Isn't it all because of the fine things you've done."

 

Then Jizi Ang couldn't help but sigh: "Alright. It doesn't matter, since Chu shixiong changed his mind, then I also have no need to act the villain."

 

Saying this, he fetched paper and brush and promptly started to write down things while looking at the list.

 

After a long while, Jizi Ang finally returned this piece of paper that was filled with tightly packed words back to Jian Yi. Jian Yi looked. A lot of the listed items already had annotations. There were still a few that were blank afterwards. Who knows if it's because Jizi Ang didn't know himself or because he was unwilling to say. In any case, the number could be counted with one hand. So in the end, Jizi Ang really saved them a whole lot of effort here.

 

"Thank you, Sect Leader." Jian Yi said this fairly sincerely.

 

Jizi Ang looked at him coldly: "You're rather loyal and devoted to Wen shizhi. Such a rare opportunity, yet you'd actually waste a request on him."

 

Hearing these words, Jian Yi's expression didn't change, as if he was listening to wasted breath.

 

"You wholeheartedly wish he could go further." Jizi Ang asked with furrowed brows: "Are you under the impression... that you're doing a good thing?"

 

Jian Yi gave a faint smile: "I'm very clear what I'm doing. No need for the Sect Leader to worry."

 

"I know that Wen shizhi is well versed at winning people's hearts. Half of the disciples in this Water Cloud Sect are all willing to defend him. Especially you. All you know is to follow around behind him all day. But with your skills, you could take the lead yourself." Jizi Ang was still not resigned and attempted to persuade Jian Yi: "Why must you follow behind him? One day in the future... one day in the future you will discover that the two of you don't travel the same road. Instead of regretting then, you might as well......"

 

"No need for the Sect Leader to worry." Jian Yi repeated his words earlier, resolutely cutting off Jizi Ang's nagging.

 

The polite attitude that he feigned already receded, leaving behind an entire person who's tone even turned incomparably sharp: "One day in the future, he will eventually learn that no one is on the same road with him, except me who will always be standing behind him."

 

Jizi Ang laughed mockingly: "Commendable spirit."

 

Then he bypassed this topic that made both of them unhappy and settled on waiting for Jian Yi's last request.

 

However, waiting left and right, Jian Yi remained pondering forever. In the end, he still didn't say anything, looking like he was still hesitating on how to use this last opportunity.

 

Jizi Ang felt this wait was practically torture. At the moment, his biggest wish was that Jian Yi could hurry up and make all three

 

requests. That way he could deal with them swiftly and not owe anything. What worried him the most was if Jian Yi said something like 'I haven't thought of it yet. I'll request it when the time comes." and drag this request endlessly onward, until Jian Yi's cultivation rose higher and higher, until one day in the future when he threw out a request that'd require Jizi Ang to pay a huge price to complete.

 

"Don't tell me you're going to use the last request on Wen shizhi again, right?" Jizi Ang said with a smile: "There's no need. You should worry about yourself more."

 

Jian Yi furrowed his brows, thinking this was another attempt at instigation.

 

However, right now Jizi Ang only wanted to guild Jian Yi into making his last request quicker. Jizi Ang continued to say: "Actually, after you won the competition yesterday, I investigated your background slightly."

 

Startled, Jian Yi abruptly raised his head and met Jizi Ang's eyes.

 

"Your father was murdered. Your family business was usurped." Jizi Ang thought this reaction meant Jian Yi was emotionally affected. Instantly, he chuckled and continued to ask: "Don't you want to get revenge?"

 

Jian Yi didn't respond for a while.

 

Jizi Ang thought he was wavering, but actually Jian Yi was only confused.

 

Of course, when Jian Yi first transmigrated over, he managed to somewhat read the original's memories from his corpse. But the original was a dimwit so his memories were disjointed, vague, and confusing. Therefore, Jian Yi knew somewhat about his identity and background. The other stuff he only knew vaguely through guessing.

 

--That cheap father who he hasn't seen since he transmigrated over, so he was actually murdered? How unfortunate for the original. Even when he died in the forest, he didn't know this truth.

 

At this moment, Jian Yi actually wavered slightly. He took over the original's body. At first he thought the original's parents died without regret, so he didn't really think too much about it and only focused on his own objectives. But now that he learned the original actually received this kind of huge injustice, as the person who took over the original's body, there's no way Jian Yi can just leave it be

 

However, after wavering for a moment, Jian Yi steadied his heart again.

 

Of course he needed to deal with the injustice the original experienced, but this personal issue should still be placed behind Wen Xuan's matters.

 

"Naturally I will get my revenge." Jian Yi finally said slowly: "But I don't need the Sect Leader's help here. One day in the future, I will deal with it myself."

 

"Then this 3rd request, what exactly do you......"

 

Jian Yi cupped his hands and said resolutely: "Please let Elder Qi become my shifu."

 

26

Chapter 26

 

"Elder Qi? Qi Jibai?" Jizi Ang was briefly stunned. Then his brows couldn't help but furrow: Why did it have to be him?

 

If it was before, it wouldn't matter who Jian Yi took as his shifu. Qi Jibai wasn't picky with who he accepted as a disciple either. This request would have been fulfilled easily. But now that Jian Yi's skills and capability was exposed, he was like an excavated mountain of treasure. Who knows how many Elders were staring at him eagerly.

 

In fact, just before Jian Yi arrived today. Jizi Ang already received several impatient beseeches from Elders that loved talent. He was just deliberating which Elder he should give to Jian Yi to in order to gain the most benefit.

 

Now look. Jian Yi actually used one of his requests to choose a shifu for himself, and it just had to be Qi Jibai.

 

Ever since Qi Jibai was betrayed by the Danxin Sect and came to the Water Cloud Sect, he's been the most well-behaved, yet most self-conservative person, determined to take no side, having no loyalty or devotion to Jizi Ang, this Sect Leader, at all. If he gave Jian Yi to this person, Jizi Ang definitely wouldn't be able to gain anything out of it.

 

Even without this little selfish desire, it'd be quite a pity to give Jian Yi to Qi Jibai.

 

"Elder Qi has been working very diligently in the alchemy school the last few years. I respect him very deeply." Jizi Ang attempted to persuade Jian Yi: "But you should know. His cultivation foundation has been injured prior. It's hard for him to advance further. There's only these 10-20 years of life left for him. If he became your shifu, how much help can he offer to your cultivation and skills? Why don't you consider Elder Cheng or Elder Zhao. They both have the potential to form golden cores in the next ten years. Even my Ling shimei....."

 

Jian Yi waited for him to finish saying this whole bunch, then replied with a smile: "But this disciple prefers Elder Qi."

 

The corner of Jizi Ang's eyes twitched, but he persevered: "Even if you don't want to consider Elder Cheng and Zhao, my Ling shimei already formed a golden core for over ten years. She's never taken a disciple before but actually showed interest in you. If you accept her as your shifu, you'd be the head disciple of a golden core cultivator. Isn't that 100 times better than Qi Jibai?"

 

"But this disciple still prefers Elder Qi." Jian Yi was resolute.

 

"You......" Jizi Ang's entire face started to twist.

 

"As for why this disciple prefers Elder Qi, you don't need to ask, Sect Leader." Jian Yi continued to say: "This is my 3rd request. I've already said it as clearly as possible. Don't tell me, Sect Leader plans to renege?"

 

Jizi Ang huffed coldly, so angry that he tugged at the beard on his chin, secretly saying to himself: really don't know what's good for you.

 

But since things have already reached this point, Jizi Ang can only say: "It still depends on if Qi Jibai is willing or not."

 

"Many thanks, Sect Leader." Jian Yi cupped his hands again and smiled extremely pleased with himself.

 

As long as the sect Leader was willing to concede then this matter was practically decided. As for whether or not Qi Jibai was willing to accept Jian Yi as his disciple, does that even need worrying?

 

However, after Jian Yi ran off eagerly to the alchemy school and gave Qi Jibai a big courteous bow, then respectfully explained his reason for coming, Qi Jibai only gave him a cool glance in return: "Why would I accept you?"

 

Jian Yi's wide grin instantly froze.

 

"You think I don't know? You already plan to leave the Sect temporarily with your Wen shixiong. Maybe you won't even be back for a few years?" Qi Jibai smoothed out his clean, white sleeves leisurely, then lightly flicked the corner of his sleeve, shaking off the nonexistent dust on it: "Asking me to become

 

your shifu at this moment, you probably didn't plan to learn anything from me at all, right?"

 

Saying this, he looked up: "Coincidentally, I also don't have anything to teach you."

 

After feeling momentarily awkward, Jian Yi finally understood. After experiencing what he went through, this Elder Qi inevitably gained incomparably sharp and keen vision and insight. He could discern easily whether Jian Yi sincerely wanted to become his disciple or had other motives.

 

Thinking deeply some more, Jian Yi decisively kneeled on the floor. He gave three kowtows in succession to make up for his lack of sincerity: "Shifu, at this moment, inside the Water Cloud Sect, your place is the most suitable for this disciple."

 

"How thick skinned." Qi Jibai's lips hooked into a smile.

 

Although he presented that kind of attitude, he still felt rather pleased at hearing Jian Yi say 'shifu.'

 

Before when he accepted disciples, as long as they were willing, he'd accept without question. He was very indifferent, never picky about anything. For him to give Jian Yi a bit of trouble at the moment, it's because Jian Yi was the only person who managed to interest him.

 

"But for you to study under me," Qi Jibai pressed his lips together: "To be honest -- it's rather wasteful."

 

"Shifu. No matter what, this disciple plans to stay here. If you're willing to accept me, then accept me. If you're unwilling to

 

accept, then this disciple will just kneel here forever." Without any better options, Jian Yi directly started to act obstinate: "Don't plan to persuade me. Before the Sect Leader even brought out Elder Ling to try to convince me to change my decision, I still didn't agree."

 

"Ling xianzi?" Qi Jibai was startled.

 

He gave Jian Yi a profound look. Jian Yi met his gaze head on.

 

"Forget it, forget it." After a while, Qi Jibai shook his head exasperatedly: "I really don't get what you're plotting."

 

"Shifu, are you consenting?" Instantly Jian Yi became happy and hopped up.

 

"Yes yes." Qi Jibai laughed at himself: "In any case, I've already accepted all those ridiculous ones that came before you. So why can't I accept you? As long as you don't regret it yourself later."

 

"This disciple definitely won't regret it." Jian Yi happily scooted to his side: "Shifu, you don't know. I was only able to come ask you to be my teacher because I used one of the three requests that the Sect Leader promised me. Or else that Sect Leader might not have let me off so easily. I did so much, yet you actually suspected this disciple's sincerity, Shifu. This disciple is so hurt!"

 

"Now I'm the one who accused you wrongly?" Qi Jibai gave him a side glance.

 

Jian Yi didn't answer this question and continued to say with a cheeky grin: "Since this disciple had such a difficult time being

 

accepted as your student, Shifu, don't you think you should give me a present?"

 

When Qi Jibai heard, he really did feel inclined to agree. After all, although he accepted many disciples, this was the only student he felt interested in. So there's no way he can treat the other inadequately.

 

However, if they must talk about property and possession, even though he's been an Elder for all of these years, it's been a long time since he spent effort gathering magic tools and stuff. His possessions, at the moment, might not even compare to what Wen Xuan had stored away. All he had were some spiritual stones and medicinal pills.

 

He's already seen Wen Xuan's generosity towards Jian Yi. Now that he, as the shifu, needed to bestow a gift upon his disciple, it's only proper if he was even more generous. But spiritual stones and medicinal pills really were too embarrassing to pull out-- deliberating back and forth, Qi Jibai could only think of one thing to give.

 

Thinking this, Qi Jibai picked up the folding fan next to his hand and ruthlessly rapped Jian Yi on the head with it: "I was just saying, what were you plotting? So you're actually waiting here for me! Very nice, you brat. How did you know I had this thing?"

 

Covering his head, Jian Yi laughed deviously. Not even disguising his obvious scheming as he even continued to say shamelessly: "Not just that. This disciple actually still has one more request."

 

Qi Jibai was left speechless: "Speak."

 

Jian Yi opened his mouth, but he stopped himself and first looked extremely cautiously outside. Then, he leaned close next to Qi Jibai's ear and whispered: "This disciple heard, back then, before Daoist Master Ye arrived on the North Ning continent, he once stayed in the Danxin Sect as a guest for two years."

 

Daoist Master Ye? In his moment of surprise, Qi Jibai also turned his gaze outside the window and looked towards the direction of Daiyun Peak.

 

"This disciple wants to hear a bit more about this Daoist Master Ye and things related to him." Jian Yi lowered his voice some more, like a thief or something.

 

Qi Jibai got up and carefully added several barriers outside of the room.

 

"If the person you want to ask about is Ye ShengGe, actually, when he stayed in Danxin Sect as a guest all those years ago, I had the fortune of meeting him a few times. We even chatted and I owe him quite a bit for his guidance." Then, he slowly said: "However, it's been almost a hundred years since. Things remain the same, but the people have changed."

 

Back then, Ye Sheng Ge hadn't arrived in the North Ning continent yet, hadn't met Chu Lian yet. Meanwhile, Qi Jibai was only a young disciple that just entered the Danxin Sect.

 

"Speaking of this Daoist Master Ye. He actually wasn't born from a sect in Central Sheng or North Ning. He also has nothing to do with West Ming and South Feng. But rather, he came from......" Qi Jibai looked at Jian Yi: "Have you heard of a place called 'The Little Valley'?

 

Jian Yi nodded.

 

He naturally knew about The Little Valley. He also knew that Ye Sheng Ge was born in The Little Valley. But where exactly is this Little Valley, the original writing described it mysteriously and vaguely. Even after he finished reading the entire novel, he still didn't know the details. And the reason why he was inquiring about Ye Sheng Ge was just to find the location of this mysterious place.

 

"This teacher also only knows a smattering." Qi Jibai said.

 

Jian Yi hastily listened with respectful attention.

 

Just as Jian Yi and Qi Jibai closed the door and started chatting, Wen Xuan already had his things ready and packed in his room, just waiting for Jian Yi to come back so they could head out.

 

At this moment, many of the shidis and shimeis he had friendly relationships with all came over to bid him farewell.

 

Zhang Xiaoqing and Shi Buhui were naturally present. What's worth mentioning was that, today, Luo Qingquan also came.

 

In mentioning Luo Qingquan, one has to talk about how last time, he almost cried at the scene after losing to Wen Xuan. It was only with Zhang Xiaoqing's thoughtful and considerate consoling that he managed to hold it in. Then it was with Zhang Xiaoqing's encouragement that he unhesitatingly decided to cultivate behind closed doors, and vowed to make up for his loss as soon as possible. After cultivating behind closed doors for all these days, he finally felt that his strength made huge improvements.

 

Immediately after coming out, he made a beeline for Wen Xuan. He even had a letter of challenge in his hand.

 

Therefore, as soon as Luo Qingquan saw Wen Xuan, his eyeballs almost fell out from staring too hard: "What happened? What happened? How did you become foundation building!"

 

Wen Xuan couldn't help but give him a sideways look: Aren't you a little too behind on your news update?

 

Zhang Xiaoqing gave Luo Qingquan a light kick and said in a low voice: "What the heck are you yelling randomly about? Stop talking about a sore topic."

 

Luo Qingquan took quite the effort to recover from his shock. When he heard her say these words, he looked towards Wen Xuan. As expected the other was still extremely annoying to him.

 

Filled with this loathing, he squeezed the letter of challenge in his hand, really wanting to whip it out and slap Wen Xuan in the face with it. But clearly, he couldn't do something like that. In this instant, he felt that Wen Xuan was really too devious. How could Wen Xuan win against him and then just become foundation building? How was he supposed to beat him back like this?

 

Filled with discontent and unwillingness, Luo Qingquan finally pulled out something else and stuffed it furiously in Wen Xuan's hand.

 

Wen Xuan looked. It was a bottle of medicinal pill, one of the best pills for strengthening one's foundation and forming Yuan.

 

"When you return to yuan gathering, I'll come humiliate you again." After giving away this medicinal pill, Luo Qingquan laid down these vicious words. Then, with a cold huff, he threw his sleeve and left without looking back.

 

Such an attitude, Wen Xuan didn't know whether to thank the other or not. He also didn't know if he should laugh or cry.

 

"That guy is completely hopeless." Zhang Xiaoqing also sighed.

 

After Luo Qingquan left, Zhang Xiaoqing saw Jian Yi wasn't present so she sent Shi Buhui away as well. Then, she said cautiously to Wen Xuan: "Wen shixiong, there's something I've been thinking about repeatedly. I still think I should mention it to you."

 

"What?" Wen Xuan saw the subtle expression on her face, then thought for a moment before inevitably smiling: "Is it related to Jian shidi?"

 

"Shixiong," Zhang Xiaoqing said: "he treats you so, so...you really don't think there's anything wrong with it?"

 

"What's wrong with it?" Wen Xuan furrowed his brows.

 

"You guys don't even know each other for long, must you guys be this intimate?" Zhang Xiaoqing couldn't help but take two steps closer and say anxiously: "I'm afraid he has other thoughts in mind for you."

 

As soon as he heard these words, Wen Xuan reflexively felt this was another attempt to sow discord between their relationship. Instantly, his complexion turned unsightly: "Zhang shimei,

 

although I don't know Jian shidi for long, according to him, he admired me since he was young. If he wants to be more intimate with me, that's normal. Not to mention, he's always treated me very well. How could I suspect him without reason? Just because he's too sticky? Zhang shimei, to my knowledge, there's plenty of shidis who want to cling to you as well, even worse than my situation."

 

Zhang Xiaoqing sighed exasperatedly: "How can that compare? Those shidi......"

 

Speaking to here, her expression changed subtly again.

 

"Although those shidis cling to me, they don't treatment with admiration, but rather with adoration." Then Zhang Xiaoqing stated with a smile that's not quite a smile: "Shixiong, you used them as examples. Perhaps you already discovered? That Jian shidi towards you, might not merely be admiration."

 

Wen Xuan's words abruptly sputtered. Just now, he only retorted reflexively. He didn't even think in that direction at all.

 

"But....." Wen Xuan wanted to say something more, but he suddenly lifted his head and looked outward. He saw Jian Yi had returned and was just walking through the door.

 

Jian Yi perceived his gaze and met his eyes. Instantly, the youth narrowed his eyes and gave a pleasant looking smile.

 

This smile was like a flower encountering the sunlight, all of the sudden blossoming and revealing an extraordinary splendor.

 

Wen Xuan looked at this smile and, for the first time, felt somewhat stunned.

 

"Since Jian shidi is back, it's time for me to say farewell.” Zhang Xiaoqing didn't want to butt heads with Jian Yi. So she hastily went out, grabbed Shi Buhui and swiftly left together with him.

 

Meanwhile, Wen Xuan didn't even notice she had left. He was still looking at Jian Yi's smile, the words rolling around relentlessly in his heart.

 

It's not admiration...... but rather adoration?

 

It's just a few letters difference, but the meaning was separated by a heavenly gulf. It pioneered a new direction that Wen Xuan never considered before.

 

27

Chapter 27

 

"Shixiong, we reaped some huge benefits today." Beaming with a smile, Jian Yi walked next to Wen Xuan: "The Sect Leader gave us a pile of spiritual stones and gave us plenty of pointers towards the whereabouts of those materials you need. Then, I managed to get accepted as Elder Qi's disciple. Elder Qi was really generous to me and gifted me something really nice."

 

Even after he finished saying all these words, Wen Xuan continued to look at him dumbfoundedly. All the way until Jian Yi noticed that the other's gaze was strange and couldn't resist touching his own face: "What's the matter?"

 

Wen Xuan finally returned from his thoughts and hastily withdrew his line of sight: "Nothing."

 

But those words still echoed in his heart. He couldn't help thinking in that direction, and then repeatedly berated himself. It was just a remark from Zhang Xiaoqing, why should he believe it

 

so easily? Not to mention he was a man. Jian shidi was also a man. Was it even possible for this kind of situation to happen between a man and another man?

 

This was really a whole new world to Wen Xuan, one that made his thoughts scatter completely in disarray, not knowing how to make sense of it.

 

He considered directly asking Jian Yi, yet felt this topic was really awkward. In the end, he couldn't get the question out of his mouth.

 

Fortunately, although traveling preparations were a bit tedious, after Jian Yi returned, they still had to do some last minute tidying up. The two people got busy so Wen Xuan didn't have any time to continue pondering over this distracting thought.

 

Before, Jian Yi already went to collect the resources he gained as a new inner disciple. It was only about a few hundred spiritual stones, as well as a qi refining magic tool. While they can't be counted as super useful, it's better than nothing in the end.

 

Meanwhile, Wen Xuan also took out all of the savings he's stored all of these years in the Water Cloud Sect. The size of this asset was not small, a total of 30 thousand Sect contribution points. After trading them for all of the yuan gathering materials that could be found in the sect, there were still 10 thousand points left. Wen Xuan traded the rest into spiritual stones, medicinal pills, talismans, and some commonly used materials and related stuff, in addition to a high quality flying sword.

 

Wen Xuan spent quite some time picking and choosing before finally deciding on this flying sword. No need to talk about the

 

sharpness of the blade, the body of the sword was also lithe and graceful. Using it was like using an extension of his arm. It was exceptionally easy to handle, perfect for a foundation building cultivator.

 

Jian Yi originally thought Wen Xuan got the sword for his personal use.

 

However, after the two people completely left the territory of the Water Cloud Sect and reached a mountain ridge, Wen Xuan placed the sword in Jian Yi's hands.

 

"Didn't you say you're almost at foundation building?" Wen Xuan said: "I got prepared just in case. It'll save us the time to search for one when the time comes. We might not even be able to find one with this quality."

 

Jian Yi was instantly overjoyed by this unexpected turn of events. He held the sword in both hands. The more he looked at it, the more he liked it. He was so happy that he didn't even know what to say. Because of this excitement of his, his face gained a faint blush again, looking very pink and tender.

 

Wen Xuan looked at the light flush on Jian Yi's cheeks and stared without realizing for quite a while.

 

He knew a while ago that this shidi of his was easily bashful and was already used to Jian Yi's blushing problem that occurred randomly. However, when he saw this bashful look of Jian Yi this time, he strangely had a different type of feeling.

 

When Jian Yi finally became aware and lifted his head abruptly, Wen Xuan already shifted his line of sight elsewhere. The

 

expression on Wen Xuan's face was extremely natural, without any cracks or flaws.

 

In reality, however, Wen Xuan was extremely conflicted and currently cursing himself relentlessly inside. How come he was thinking randomly again? He only listened to a conjecture that his shimei made without rhyme or reason. Why did he need to take it seriously and use this kind of perspective to look at his Jian shidi?

 

"Shixiong," He heard Jian Yi say earnestly next to his ear: "Thank you."

 

"Is there any need for thanks between you and me?" Wen Xuan expressed firmly: "And plus, did I not receive plenty of things from you as well? This is an exchange of favors."

 

"Shixiong, you're right." Jian Yi smiled: "My things are shixiong's things anyways."

 

This should only be a joke, but when Wen Xuan heard it, his heart actually skipped a beat unexpectedly.

 

"Speaking of this." Jian Yi leaned next to Wen Xuan's ears with a secretive and mysterious expression: "Before I told you that Elder Qi, /cough, my current shifu, gifted me something really nice. Shixiong, do you know what it is?"

 

Saying this, he didn't wait for Wen Xuan to respond before pulling out something from his bracelet.

 

It looked like a sieve. It was extremely filthy and hardly looked like anything of value. However, since Jian Yi took it out in such a secretive and mysterious fashion, it definitely can't be any regular

 

object. Wen Xuan instantly became somewhat curious: "What is

 

it?"

 

Jian Yi chortled: "Shifu said, this is called Spirit Exchanging Sieve."

 

"Spirit Exchanging Sieve?" Wen Xuan was shocked: "The same Spirit Exchanging Sieve from the Danxin Sect?"

 

He didn't need Jian Yi to answer him to know. There was no second Spirit Exchanging Sieve in this world. But the reputation of this Spirit Exchanging Sieve was really too well known, he couldn't help but be surprised.

 

This was a divine tool that belonged to an Elder of the Danxin Sect. Later, that Elder passed away, so this divine tool disappeared without a trace. Who would have imagined it landed in Qi Jibai's hands. As for the use of this divine tool. Supposedly, it can turn all of the spiritual objects in the world into the purest form of spiritual energy.

 

Thinking here, Wen Xuan's gaze gradually dimmed. Although the reputation of this divine tool was well known, its function was really...... not very useful at all.

 

After all, spiritual objects were rare, while spiritual energy was all over in the air and on the ground. This exchange was extremely not worth it. Although the spiritual energy in the air wasn't that pure, other than the alchemists from Danxin Sect, regular cultivators didn't need that kind of pure spiritual energy. Even if those alchemists from Danxin Sect wanted to collect pure spiritual energy essence, there were plenty of other methods. There was no need to use spiritual objects in exchange. Not to mention, it

 

couldn't even swallow anything by itself and needed someone to actively feed the objects into it.

 

As soon as Jian Yi saw Wen Xuan's expression, he knew what the other was thinking. Immediately, he winked at Wen Xuan, smiling like he was a crafty businessman: "Shixiong, don't fret. If everyone didn't all think that's the only thing it's good for, how could it remain in my shifu's hands safely for this long? And how would it have landed in my hands right now?"

 

In other words, this wasn't its only use.

 

Seeing Wen Xuan revealing a curious expression, Jian Yi hastily leaned in and whispered in Wen Xuan's ear, speaking lightly.

 

This breath of his carried a faint warmth, blowing into Wen Xuan's ear and tickling him slightly.

 

However, Wen Xuan still managed to focus on the content of Jian Yi's quiet words. His eyes shone brighter and brighter as he listened.

 

As it turned out, after this Spirit Exchanging Sieve swallowed enough spiritual materials, it can also detect even stronger spiritual materials and point out their directions for its owner. It's actually a very effective handheld treasure detector.

 

Done speaking, Jian Yi moved back slightly and wanted to show off its abilities a little in front of Wen Xuan.

 

Jian Yi didn't know the specific mechanism, but in the original novel, this Spirit Exchanging Sieve was what Qin Shiyu used to find a naturally formed divine tool. His strength instantly rose

 

exponentially as a result, and in a single move, he established his position as a top cultivator in this land. Although that was something that occurred later on and Jian Yi still hasn't encountered the high quality spiritual materials that Qin Shiyu used to feed the Spirit Exchanging Sieve yet, a poor man has a poor man's methods. Even if he couldn't feed it high quality materials, he can still feed it everything he had in hand. It'll eventually exchange for a better one in the end, right?

 

Carrying this beautiful dream, Jian Yi resolutely fed this Spirit Exchanging Sieve a handful of...... spiritual stones.

 

Spiritual stones come from the spiritual energy in the ground. Naturally it was also a type of spiritual object, but it's rather rough and crude.

 

Then Jian Yi activated it and only saw this Spirit Exchanging Sieve...... not doing anything at all.

 

"Looks like spiritual stones aren't enough." Wen Xuan sighed disappointedly.

 

"It's pretty hard to please." Feeling like he lost face in front of Wen Xuan, Jian Yi gnashed his teeth resentfully and anxiously. Then he flipped through all the things in his storage bracelet, pulled out the magic tool he obtained as a new inner disciple, and stuffed it ruthlessly into the Spirit Exchanging Sieve: "Eat, and eat some more. You won't burst."

 

Also a spiritual object, the grade of the magic tool was several levels higher than spiritual stones. Watching the Spirit Exchanging Sieve swallow this emerald colored short sword little by little and

 

turn it into pure spiritual energy inside its belly, Jian Yi felt a bit pained, but even more so, he was filled with hope inside.

 

However, when he activated this Spirit Exchanging Sieve again, unexpectedly, this thing still didn't move at all!

 

What's going on? It wasn't broken right? Or was he screwed over by the original novel? And the Spirit Exchanging Sieve actually didn't have that miraculous ability at all?

 

Doubt flashed across Jian Yi's head continuously. His complexion couldn't help but turn pale. His heart also became anxious as he persistently urged, wishing this stupid Spirit Exchanging Sieve would do something.

 

Then, under this desperate urging, the Spirit Exchanging Sieve really did move.

 

Jian Yi watched as its gray discolored body tremble slightly, like it hiccuped. Then it spat out the spiritual energy created from the spiritual stones and magic tool with a 'puu' sound, releasing it all from the thin opening at the bottom.

 

Jian Yi looked stunned at this ball of pure spiritual energy, watching wide-eyed as it gradually dissipated in the air. At the same time, the divine tool in his hand sent out a mood with its spiritual sense which transmitted into Jian Yi's divine sense. What kind of mood was this? Filled with dissatisfaction, brimming with disdain, full of dislike, a deep profound dislike.

 

Oh... you... fcking... A mouthful of dirty words laid on the tip of Jian Yi's tongue. It was only because Wen Xuan was present that he didn't curse them out loud immediately on the spot.

 

What kind of messed up thing was this! It's getting fed, yet it's disdaining the quality of the meal! Did it think a magic tool was very cheap!

 

Jian Yi abruptly stood up and practically wished he could smash this broken thing on the floor. However, when he held it high above his head, Jian Yi suddenly felt reluctant again. In the end, he could only return it back into his arms, dejected and depressed.

 

"You're really something. Just wait until I get money in the future and find you something good to eat. I'll give you a shit pile of stuff." Jian Yi grinded his teeth in anger: "and stuff you to the brim."

 

"Haha!" Watching this scene from beginning to end, Wen Xuan couldn't help but hold his stomach and laugh uproariously: "Jian shidi, so you have a day like this too!"

 

Jian Yi felt a bit frustrated because of this laughter. Not good. Not good. The glorious image that he built up after such difficulties, shredded into pieces here, just like this.

 

When he lifted his head and looked. He even saw a fluorescent light next to Wen Xuan. It was the divine sword precursor, currently shaking as it circled Wen Xuan, as if it was howling with laughter incessantly.

 

Ever since Wen Xuan fell back into the foundation building stage, this sword precursor's grew much bolder. Although Wen Xuan can still manage to get it to listen to instructions, it often acted on its own accord just like what it was doing right now.

 

It's fine if he was only laughed at by Wen Xuan. But to be laughed at by a flying sword, how can he accept that?

 

"Go ahead. Keep laughing, I dare you!" Jian Yi's face was filled with fury to the tip of his brows. He rolled up his sleeves to catch it: "Want to bet and see if I can feed you directly to my family's Spirit Exchanging Sieve?"

 

Wen Xuan was even more amused, unable to straighten his back in laughter. He had no choice but to grab Jian Yi's arms: "Alright alright, why are you bickering with a flying sword?"

 

Because he grabbed Jian Yi from behind, Jian Yi's entire back just happened to press against Wen Xuan's chest as he continued to struggle desperately to give that flying sword a piece of his mind.

 

At first, Wen Xuan still had a smile, but as Jian Yi wiggled left and right unceasingly in his arms, he slowly felt a bit strange. Abruptly letting go of Jian Yi's arms, Wen Xuan even took a step backwards.

 

"Shixiong?" Jian Yi noted this odd behavior and turned his head to look at Wen Xuan.

 

Shaking his head, Wen Xuan made a serious face and said somewhat stiffly: "Enough messing around. It's getting late. We should hurry along on our travels."

 

Saying this, he called back the divine sword precursor into his sleeve and headed off on his own first, leaving only the view of him from behind.

 

"Shixiong?" Jian Yi hastily followed and chased him: "What's the matter?"

 

Wen Xuan shook his head. For some unknown reason, he recalled when Jian Yi was speaking into his ear before. The feeling of the other's breath blowing next his ear, carrying a faint warmth that brushed against his curve of ear...... Because of this, Wen Xuan's entire face, starting from the tip of his ear, started to heat up. Promptly, he started walking even faster, not even daring to turn his head around.

 

"Shixiong, don't tell me you're angry again? Is it because I was bickering with your flying sword just now and acted too childishly?" Following behind him, Jian Yi carefully explained: "I was just playing, not really being serious. If you don't like it, in the future, I......"

 

Wen Xuan couldn't bear hearing him say this kind of words. So he had no choice but to halt his footsteps: "This trivial matter...... of course I wouldn't mind." Taking a deep breath, he calmed down and turned around: "Who said I'm angry. I'm only in a hurry to get on the road."

 

"Really?" Jian Yi looked at him suspiciously.

 

At a time like this, Wen Xuan had an advantage. He wasn't like Jian Yi who turned red over every little thing. As long as he deliberately made a serious face, no matter what he was thinking inside, it wouldn't be exposed outwardly.

 

Therefore, after Jian Yi examined him for a while, he had no choice but to believe in Wen Xuan's excuse.

 

Wen Xuan let out a breath of relief. Then he rubbed Jian Yi's head with feigned composure: "If we find a spiritual city quickly, we'll have a place to stay for the night."

 

Jian Yi obediently nodded his head.

 

Then, the two people continued on their travels. Wen Xuan didn't increase his pace again. Jian Yi also didn't ask anything else, only followed by his side quietly.

 

After a while of this peace, the two people took the path of another mountain road. Wen Xuan couldn't resist shifting his gaze, secretly glancing at the youth beside him with the corner of his eyes.

 

What made him feel surprised was that Jian Yi was also looking at him. In fact, the other looked like he's been watching Wen Xuan this entire time, but he just wasn't aware of the gaze Jian Yi tossed over. Because this gaze didn't actually land on his eyes, but rather it landed on his...... Wen Xuan felt somewhat surprised again. This gaze actually landed on his lips.

 

That's right. Jian Yi was looking fixed at his lips the entire time. Not only just looking, but looking with a reddened face. The more he looked, the more his face flushed with embarrassment.

 

...... what kind of situation was this? Wasn't it just lips?

 

Wen Xuan only felt inexplicably strange. Unconsciously extending the tip of his tongue, he lightly licked his own lips.

 

Such a simple movement, yet Jian Yi acted like he received a huge blow. Even his pace became chaotic for a second. At the

 

same time, the redness spread, spread, and spread on his face, covering another large area.

 

Just in this instant, Wen Xuan also froze briefly. Not only because of Jian Yi's excessive response, but also because the feeling of the tip of his tongue touching his own lips, soft yet with a hint of moisture...... made him recall the nightmare he had not long ago.

 

In that dream, he also felt like his lips were touched by a certain soft and moist thing, sweeping across them, or perhaps sucking on them briefly. Back then, he didn't think much about it and only thought it was something that occurred in his dream. But recalling it at this moment, that strange touch and the oppressive, bloody scene in his dream, actually didn't match up.

 

Back then, when he was startled awake from his dream, the first thing he saw was Jian Yi.

 

Could it be... no... no way?

 

Wen Xuan jumped in shock by his own sudden conjecture.

 

This series of thoughts, although not a small amount, only churned in Wen Xuan's head for a split second. At this same moment, Jian Yi lifted his head up in panic. Coincidentally, he just happened to cross gazes with Wen Xuan, which caused Jian Yi to become even more flustered.

 

This panic seemed to be a certain proof. However, Wen Xuan was no longer willing to ponder any further. He felt like his way of thinking was really too terrible. How could he be this terrible. He was actually making assumptions about an innocent shidi like this, it's really too inappropriate.

 

Therefore, Wen Xuan hastily withdrew his gaze and shifted it onto the road before them, attempting to also pull his train of thoughts back on the proper track.

 

However, with this quick look, Wen Xuan abruptly halted.

 

Hold on.

 

The road that they were walking on was not right.

 

He's seen the tree in front them before.

 

"Jian shidi, be careful." Some unknown person had set a maze array on this road and was trying to trap them inside.

 

28

Chapter 28

 

In an instant, Wen Xuan became vigilant. He looked around in all directions. Everything before his eyes have clearly been altered by the array. All of the trees were only stiff replications, blocking on the two sides of the road, covering the real view of the surroundings.

 

Sure enough, they've already entered a magic array. From the quality, the person who set up the array clearly wasn't particularly skilled, perhaps only a beginner. However, since Wen Xuan has fallen back into foundation building and Jian Yi was only in qi refining, even such a basic magic array was enough to deal with them.

 

Just who was it? Was this a deliberate ambush or an accidental encounter? Was the purpose to trap them or to rob and murder?

 

As Wen Xuan carefully backed up, he attempted to find the source of the array in the backdrop of this replicated wilderness in order to figure out how to break this array.

 

Just at this moment, a melodious, yet cold female laughter came from behind these layers of trees, as if mocking him for overestimating his abilities. This laughter sounded slightly familiar so its owner should be someone that Wen Xuan has met before.

 

However, Wen Xuan didn't have time to delve into his memories in search of the owner of this voice. The illusion of this wilderness suddenly shook. A pile of arrows suddenly appeared out of nowhere, so numerous and dense that they covered the sky as they shot towards Wen Xuan and Jian Yi, creating a loud whistling sound of wind.

 

"Shidi, careful!" Wen Xuan's complexion abruptly changed. He hastily summoned the divine sword precursor out to block in front of him as he moved swiftly back at the same time. However, this pile of arrows already filled every corner of his view, impossible to avoid. In the midst of Wen Xuan's panic, Jian Yi remained standing in the same spot, frozen and stupefied, looking like he's about to be shot full of holes into a honeycomb by the arrows.

 

"Shidi!" Instantly, blood drained from Wen Xuan's face. He hastily reached out a hand in an attempt to grab Jian Yi.

 

However, after making this move, he subconsciously felt something wasn't right.

 

What kind of astute person was Jian Yi? Even if he unknowingly stepped in someone's trap and got startled at first, why would he still have no response by this point? In the face of this kind of

 

situation, would he not know to dodge out of the way? Furthermore, in facing those arrows that were flying towards his face, not only did Jian Yi's body not move, even his expression didn't even change.

 

He just stood there stiffly, like a wooden puppet.

 

Right in the last moment, Wen Xuan resolutely withdrew his extended hand again. At the same time, he pushed off the ground with the tip of his toes and floated outwards a distance away, focused only on protecting himself. That wasn't actually his Jian shidi. He was 99% sure that was only an illusion.

 

Pupupu! The arrows landed and made a wave of noise in succession. Many of them landed directly on Jian Yi's body, but sure enough, they all traveled through completely. Because the skills of the person who set up this array wasn't high, the image of Jian Yi and the arrows looked like they existed in two separate spaces that had no contact in between, making everything look hilariously fake.

 

However, even though he already knew it was all fake, seeing this scene, Wen Xuan still couldn't help but let out a breath of relief. Surprisingly, he was so scared that he had cold sweats all over his back. Wen Xuan reached out to touch one of the arrows next to his foot, but even this arrow was fake.

 

At this moment, that female voice sounded again: "They all say Cultivator Wen from the Water Cloud Sect is kindhearted and benevolent and looked after his fellow shidis the most. Who would have thought you'd be this kind of cold hearted and cold blooded person!"

 

Am I to blame for this? Wasn't it because your illusion array was too fake? The corner of Wen Xuan's mouth twitched. He didn't bother replying.

 

However, through these words, he finally remembered where this person came from: "Cultivator Xue from the Penglai Sect?"

 

That woman abruptly silenced, instantly not daring to speak more

 

"My shidi and I generally have no animosity with the Penglai Sect. It's only you who suffered defeat in Jian shidi's hands last time, which was even because you made a malicious move first." Brows furrowing, Wen Xuan said with a raised voice: "Yet in order to get revenge, you'd actually prepare an ambush in the middle of our travels? Cultivator Xue, this is not the behavior of a virtuous person."

 

"Who asked for your nonsense!" That woman yelled indignantly. It really was Xue BingEr from the North Penglai Sect, no doubt.

 

That day, she and Qin Shiyu faced off against Wen Xuan and Jian Yi in the ancient mausoleum and ended up leaving head and face filthy with grime. Then, Qin Shiyu made a contract with the two people so that the Penglai Sect couldn't get involved in this business. However, this didn't prevent Xue BingEr from coming in person to get her revenge.

 

"Hehehe, Xue meimei, don't get angry." Thinking to this point, Wen Xuan actually heard a man's voice say: "This guy's already trapped like a turtle in a jar. Who cares what he says?"

 

So Xue BingEr wasn't the only person who came? Wen Xuan's face pulled long. The situation before him now looked even more serious than what he originally assumed.

 

Yet even as he conversed with Xue BingEr, he didn't stop observing this illusion array this whole time.

 

A stiffened version of arrows, a stiffened version of Jian shidi, a stiffened version of duplicated trees. In this rude illusion, there was only one tree that had a leaf which moved slightly to the wind. Wen Xuan followed his intuition. With a flick of his fingertip, an Ice Blade flew out instantly and promptly penetrated that leaf thoroughly with the speed of a lightning bolt.

 

"Wha......" This surprised voice actually came from a third person.

 

Wen Xuan's heart sank a few more degrees. Then, the view before his eyes shook as the illusion shattered into pieces, finally revealing the real surroundings.

 

As expected, Xue BingEr stood by the roadside. Her figure was surrounded by one, two, three, four, a total of four men. All together, there were five people, all foundation building. The only thing worth celebrating was the fact that Qin Shiyu didn't appear.

 

5 vs 2? Wen Xuan looked over and couldn't help but smile bitterly: No. It's 5 vs 1.

 

After the completely fake arrows disappeared from where they scattered all over the ground, a sharp blade appeared where Wen Xuan and Jian Yi originally stood, stabbed into the ground next to a round dome.

 

That sharp blade was not only thick, but also long. It pierced down in the same location as where Jian Yi originally stood. If Wen Xuan wasn't able to discern that the other Jian Yi was only an illusion and persisted in trying to save him, he probably would have been pierced through completely by this blade and most likely been killed, without a doubt.

 

That round dome appeared in the position where Wen Xuan originally stood. Clearly, the two objects were a set. In the illusion, it also made Jian Yi think that Wen Xuan remained frozen where he stood, tricking Jian Yi to rush over so that it could trap him inside the round dome...... Very unfortunately, they were successful.

 

Through the faint golden exterior of this round dome, Wen Xuan could see Jian Yi being held securely inside. The other's complexion was unsightly as he gnashed his teeth in fury.

 

People say worry leads to a chaotic heart. Jian Yi fell for this tactic well justified.

 

Of course, Jian Yi didn't sit there and wait for death. He was currently holding his flying sword and furiously hacking away at the surface of the round dome.

 

"Jian shidi," Wen Xuan asked: "Are you ok?"

 

That illusion array clearly also separated the two people's voices before. Now that Jian Yi heard Wen Xuan call him, he couldn't help but hack away more vigorously. However, the round dome remained unchanged.

 

"Don't waste your energy." A short man with the head of a dear and the eyes of a mouse laughed: "Although this golden cicada dome isn't anything amazing, I used up quite a tremendous effort to find it after I became foundation building. A mere qi refining brat like you think you can break it? Wishful thinking!"

 

This person was wearing a light yellow cultivator robe with a round pearl pinned to his chest, showing that he came from Danxin Sect.

 

As soon as he finished saying these words, the color of that round dome abruptly changed. It began shooting out rounds of purple colored lightning within its interior, striking ruthlessly towards Jian Yi. Jian Yi's response was also very quick. Instantly, he pulled out a defensive magic tool and protected himself completely.

 

At this time, Wen Xuan already sent the shadow of his sword inconspicuously over. His divine sword precursor abruptly appeared out of nowhere and hit the outside of the dome violently. However, that round dome only trembled slightly. Clearly, it was even harder to break from the outside than the inside.

 

However, the divine sword precursor was still a divine sword precursor. Even if Wen Xuan weakened because of falling back into the foundation building stage, the sword was still a strong weapon. As long as he can hit it a few more times, breaking the round dome was an eventual thing.

 

Nevertheless, how could the five people opposing him just watch wide-eyed and unmoving as he rescued Jian Yi out? Two of those people raised their swords and started attacking Wen Xuan together from different angles, forcing Wen Xuan to dodge left

 

and right, too busy to pay attention to anything else. These two people, one was tall and bulky, the other was slim and skinny. The robes they wore were very similar to what Xue BingEr was wearing. Clearly, they were the aid she gathered from the North Penglai Sect.

 

"Haha, Cultivator Wen is really quite skilled." Twirling a lock of hair next to her ear, Xue BingEr said, laughing viciously: "Here I thought we'd be able to eliminate you, then slowly torture this brat. Who would have thought I'd miscalculate."

 

"Hehehe, what's the difference between the current situation and directly eliminating him? It's only an extra step, that's all." Another man who looked slightly handsome, with the corner of his eyes raised like a fox, chortled as soon as he opened his mouth. Clearly he was also a crafty, sinister character.

 

This person was dressed in a maroon colored robe, with a bird feather brooch on his collar. He was from the Cerulean Feather Sect.

 

As Wen Xuan faced 1v2, he observed all of these five people with cold eyes at the same time. He couldn't help but scoff: "Cerulean Feathers Sect, Danxin Sect, North Penglai Sect. So all of you Three Outer Clans have gathered here today?"

 

The Penglai Sect has their North Penglai branch. Danxin Sect has their Outer Danxin branch. Now add in Violet Feather Sect's Cerulean Feathers branch. All of them were the tentacles that the big cultivation Sects of the Central Sheng Continent used to extend into the North Ning Continent. They were called the Three Outer Clans of the North Ning Continent.

 

Meanwhile, with the Water Cloud Sect as head, the other Sects that originated from the North Ning Continent were called the Four Inner Clans.

 

All of these clans in unison were called the Seven Mystical Sects of North Ning Continent. In comparison, the disciples of the Four Inner Clans were all rather low key. They liked to cultivate behind closed doors. Even if they went out traveling to gain experience of the outer world, they didn't like to cause trouble. However, the disciples of the Three Outer Clans were just like their main sect. All of them loved to extend their fingers. The influences left by their presence could be seen everywhere.

 

"What Three Outer Clan? Is this the time to talk about secular discrimination? It's not like we came in the name of our Sect today." That fox eyed man said, smiling: "It's only because Xue-mei has the appearance of a flower and a face like the moon, delicate and charming. And we, as men, can't bear to see her bullied, so we came to accompany her, that's all."

 

In other words, this was all Xue Bing Er's personal business, unrelated to the Sects.

 

"Zhao gege, what's the point of saying this to him?" Xue BingEr said displeased: "Are you afraid he'll survive and complain to your Sect or something?"

 

As soon as she finished saying this, there was a 'qiang' sound. In that instant, Wen Xuan broke the sword of one of his opponents in half.

 

Xue BingEr's face color instantly turned black. Cursing quietly to herself 'what a bunch of losers,' she took out her silk cloth and jumped into the battle.

 

As Wen Xuan used his sword to ward off several people's attacks, in between, he took the opportunity to summon Ice Blades and strike back. Even one vs many, he didn't find himself at a disadvantage. After all, he fell down from the yuan gathering stage. His insight, experience, and even skills usage weren't something these foundation building cultivators can compare to.

 

However, since it was 1 vs 5, how long can he persevere onward? He was already slowly becoming tired.

 

Wen Xuan noticed the weariness of his body. His gaze continuously moving about, still searching for a chance to rescue Jian Yi out of the round dome. For the moment, that was their only path of survival.

 

29

Chapter 29

 

For Wen Xuan to not be at a disadvantage in this kind of circumstances, it's because he fell down from the yuan gathering stage. However, it was also because he came from the yuan gathering stage that he still held many yuan gathering habits. His physical strength and spiritual energy couldn't keep up and eventually it became a strain.

 

For example, he wanted to replicate the same method he used against Luo Qingquan before, using his flying sword to battle against his enemy while switching between the real and shadows of the Ice Blades at the same time. But when he tried briefly moments before, he immediately felt a head splitting pain. It was really impossible to achieve with his currently foundation building strength. In fact, it even flustered him temporarily as a result.

 

After Xue BingEr joined in the battle, this strenuous effort reached its peak. However, he still managed to hold on forcibly, not revealing any hint of weakness on his face. This appearance like he could deal with them with ease endlessly made his

 

opponents baffled and uncertain. The more they fought, the more anxious they became.

 

"Zhao gege!" Xue BingEr couldn't resist yelling: "Why aren't you helping yet!"

 

At this moment, the only person that hasn't joined the battle, other than the Danxin Sect disciple who was in charge of controlling the round dome, was this Cerulean Feathers guy.

 

Meanwhile, in the round dome, Jian Yi, at this time, already brought out all of 5-6 of the defensive equipment that Wen Xuan gave to him and encased himself tightly within them. While resisting the lightning inside the dome, he continued to desperately hack away at the surface of the dome from within, panicking so hard that blue veins were bulging out of his neck.

 

"Hehehe, meimei, don't fret. Look at my skills." After this yell from the Zhao guy of the Cerulean Feathers Sect, he decisively reached into the pouch on his waist and pulled out a...... bald eagle.

 

The Cerulean Feathers and Violet Feather Sect have a common origin. They were experts at capturing and raising all kinds of demonic beasts.

 

After this bald eagle was pulled out, that Zhao guy instructed it to flew over and peck out Wen Xuan's eyes. However, Wen Xuan didn't even make free time to deal with it yet when it already screeched suddenly, made an emergency stop in mid flight, and then flew back where it came from like it was escaping from something. It landed back on to that Zhao guy's shoulder, trembling and shaking.

 

That Zhao guy hehe'd: "I heard rumours about Cultivator Wen of the Water Cloud Sect was the bane of demonic beasts before. So they really are true."

 

Xue BingEr was so mad, she stomped her feet.

 

Yet the Zhao guy didn't even feel ashamed and continued to watch the people fight, as if victory was at hand and all was going as planned.

 

Meanwhile, Jian Yi already stopped his futile attacks over there, completely sitting down dumbfoundedly under the layers and layers of protection. Moments later, he even closed his eyes. His spiritual energy was concealed behind the round dome. No one knew what he was doing so they can only assume that he finally gave up. If he didn't give up, what else could he do? He was only qi refining after all. The reason they used this round dome to trap him was just to take advantage of his cultivation level.

 

Wen Xuan was at the last of his strength. However, he didn't want to give up yet. Under this kind of situation, he actually became more ferocious the more he fought, and ended up pushing those people to retreat slightly. He wanted to squeeze out an opportunity and hit the round dome at least a few times more. As long as he could rescue Jian Yi, he could create a chance of survival for them.

 

However, just as he clenched his jaw and planned to throw all his strength in one go, one of his feet stepped into some grass. Suddenly, he felt a sting to his ankle like he was bitten by something.

 

This pain was extremely trivial, but on the contrary, Wen Xuan became extremely vigilant. He abruptly retreated out of the circle that these people had him in. Lifting up the hem of his pants, he looked. The view immediately made his scalp feel numb. There was a small pinhole on his ankle where a small black colored bug was burying into his body.

 

"Hehehe, hahaha!" That Zhao guy from the Cerulean Feathers Sect instantly let out a big laugh: "You fell for it, you really fell for it!"

 

Grinding his teeth, Wen Xuan turned the sharp blade in his hand around and made a cut at the area of the injury, spilling a bunch of blood. However, that little black bug had already disappeared, who knows where it dug into.

 

"It's futile!" The Zhao guy from Cerulean Feathers Sect whistled: "Unless you want to directly chop off that leg! Oh no, at this point, even if you chop off that leg, it'd be useless. You might as well stab yourself and end it. Hahahaha!"

 

Seeing this situation, Xue BingEr smiled slightly. She even made a hand gesture and had the other two people stop attacking. Instead, they backed off and guarded in front of that Zhao guy from Cerulean Feathers Sect.

 

"What the heck is this?" Wen Xuan asked with a darkened face.

 

"No rush, no rush. You'll know soon enough." Smiling, that Zhao guy from Cerulean Feathers Sect pulled out a small box from the pouch on his waist, then pulled out a dog shaped demonic beast. Then, he opened that small box. Inside, surprisingly, there was another small black bug that looked completely the same.

 

This person's mouth split wide open as he laughed nonstop, clearly thinking about something sinister. His gaze remained on that little black bug for a moment, then shifted back to Wen Xuan with a smile. Then, he moved his gaze onto the dog shaped demonic beast, his eyes practically beaming with light.

 

The numb tingling feeling on Wen Xuan's scalp instantly traveled down his spine. He couldn't help but feel waves of chills in his body. Although he still didn't know what would happen, this intense unease was already compelling him to charge over, sword flashing.

 

However, with three entire people guarding in front of that person, firmly blocking Wen Xuan's offense, Wen Xuan couldn't get close at all.

 

"Cultivator Wen, it's time for you to regret." Xue BingEr's expression was malevolent: "Very quickly you'll regret that you didn't die immediately in our ambush just now!"

 

"Hahahaha!" That guy from the Cerulean Feathers Sect let out another wave of pleased, wild laugh.

 

With one hand, he squeezed the dog shaped demonic beast's mouth, and opened its jaw. With the other hand, he started putting the little black bug into its mouth, about to feed it to the dog.

 

"No!" The intense unease made Wen Xuan feel like his heart was dropped in a hole of ice. The light of his sword shone even brighter, but he was still unable to break the defense before his eyes: "Stop!"

 

No one paid attention to his struggle. Everyone was laughing maliciously.

 

Yet just at this time, a loud and crisp, cracking sound was heard. It sounded extremely out of place amongst the sound of laughter.

 

"What?" The guy who was in charge of controlling the Golden Cicada dome instantly cried out in alarm.

 

This alarm didn't even finish when a black shadow already rushed in front of his eyes.

 

Right now the situation was this. Xue BingEr and the other two people were all standing in the front, blocking Wen Xuan. This Danxin Sect disciple and that guy from Cerulean Feathers Sect were both standing in the back. When the black shadow charged over, those three people were already too slow to stop him. This Danxin disciple was scared so witless that he only knew to back up.

 

However, this black figure didn't bother with him at all. With lightning speed, his sword swung directly down over the head of the Cerulean Feathers guy.

 

Of course, this black shadow that abruptly charged over can only be Jian Yi. At this moment, where Jian Yi originally stood, the light golden dome already shattered, breaking down into pieces of crystal fragments on the floor. In this last minute peril, he actually managed to break out of the dome himself.

 

But just how did he manage to break out? No one was able to figure out this answer, so they inevitably all became somewhat stunned. Even the defense against Wen Xuan halted momentarily.

 

That guy from the Cerulean Feathers Sect was also scared stiff by this sudden situation. His hand unconsciously loosened. That dog shaped demonic beast instantly yowled and ran far away.

 

However, the little black bug still remained in his other hand.

 

"Jian shidi!" Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan shouted in warning: "Careful!"

 

However, this shout was already too slow. At the same moment that the sword swung down, that Cerulean Feathers guy reflexively turned his palm and smacked it forward, landing directly on Jian Yi's neck.

 

In a flash, the little black bug immediately drilled in.

 

"Jian shidi......" Wen Xuan didn't have a chance to worry when he felt like he was struck heavily, forcing him to take a step backwards.

 

Just at this moment, he suddenly felt many strange, odd feelings emerge in his heart. There were many...... many emotions that did not belong to himself, many thoughts that didn't belong to himself, and many things that he's never seen before in his entire life. All of this rampaged through his heart like a wave and then left.

 

However, these things were too many and too complicated. They only rolled turbulently by in his bewildered heart, not leaving

 

behind anything specifically to remember, only the feeling like his heart and blood were connected to someone else.

 

However, there was an image, because it was really too strange, that Wen Xuan remembered.

 

It was a square-shaped room. The walls were built by some unknown soil and flattened like it was cut by a blade. Every face of the extremely flat walls in this room were painted exceptionally white. In this white room, there was a window. The style of the window looked very strange to Wen Xuan as well. It was covered by a similarly white cloth curtain. Clean white bed sheets, clean white blankets, clean white clothes, a clean white door. There was a strange bottle hanging at the head of the bed. The surroundings had some strange equipment that made beeping noises. An odd aroma lingered in the air. Not pleasant, but not repulsive, hard to describe, but also hard to ignore.

 

This was the image that repeated itself the most from all of the thoughts and emotions suddenly transmitted from Jian Yi.

 

Although the image was so spotless and white, the feeling it gave Wen Xuan wasn't bright and clean, but rather somewhat desolate and melancholic.

 

Wen Xuan wanted to carefully examine this image some more, however, this feeling of their hearts and emotions being connected passed by in a blink of an eye. When Wen Xuan came back to himself and saw the reality before him again, he just stood steady after taking the prior step back.

 

Fortunately, the three people surrounding him were also in a state of shock from astonishment and didn't take this time to attack him.

 

As for what was going on behind these three people, that short Danxin Sect disciple had already fallen to the floor in fright, almost peeing on himself.

 

Before this person's eyes, Jian Yi's hand was raised after his sword landed, his blade sharp enough to cut through iron as if it were mud. He had directly chopped off half of the Cerulean Feathers guy's head. Half of that head landed to the side, still rolling around, spraying the floor full of white and red things, extremely disgusting and terrifying.

 

At this moment, Jian Yi was currently touching his neck with a hand. The tip of his finger was lightly pressed against the pin hole that the little black bug had created with its bite. His brows were slightly furrowed. In that brief moment just now, his emotions and feelings were also connected with Wen Xuan. However, since he already knew about Wen Xuan's past, he wasn't affected as much.

 

Bright red blood dripped down his sword like water, gathering into a small puddle. This wasn't the same sword that was in Jian Yi's hand before, but rather a new one that he just switched to. This one was the sword Wen Xuan handed to him beforehand, the good blade that was most suitable for a foundation building cultivator.

 

Jian Yi removed his fingers from his neck and smiled in disdain. Holding the blood-stained sword with fury in his eyes, the corner

 

of his mouth hooked into a smile as he looked at the rest of the remaining people: "Should I be thanking you guys?"

 

Just as he was trapped in the round dome in such a desperate situation, without any options to retreat, Jian Yi staked everything on one gamble and actually, in that moment of life and death, managed to breakthrough into the foundation building stage.

 

Then, with this furious smile and both eyes narrowed, he raised his sword and slowly walked past the corpse that was missing half its skull. Step by step, he walked in front of the other people, covered head to toe by the fresh blood that had sprayed out, looking like a vengeful spirit that just stepped out of hell.

 

Not only the Danxin disciple, even the other three people were so terrified that their faces turned green.

 

Although they weren't virtuous people, they weren't very old. They rarely encountered this kind of blooding scene. Even to this point, they still haven't recovered.

 

At this moment, all of Jian Yi's spiritual presence was pouring outward. This was already the presence of a foundation building cultivator. Perhaps it's because of Jian Yi's wonderfully harmonious five element spiritual roots or because of his current rage, this spiritual presence felt even stronger than normal foundation building cultivators.

 

"Ah! Ahhhhhhhhhh!" Stimulated by this spiritual presence, that Danxin disciple suddenly jumped up from the ground. Not caring about anything else, he scrambled away, running in terror.

 

Jian Yi didn't even bother with him.

 

After beheading the despicable Cerulean Feathers guy, Jian Yi only had one person he's been eyeing with hatred-- Xue BingEr.

 

Jian Yi abruptly picked up speed, the tip of his sword creating a screeching sound as it scraped along the floor He charged in front of Xue Binger in an instant. Without a doubt, he wanted to strike this woman down with one blow.

 

Xue BingEr let out a scream, then attacked frantically, wanting to use attack as a means of defense. However, even in qi refining, Jian Yi was never afraid of her. So why would he be afraid now? He easily evaded this random and frightened attack with a slight shift of his body as his sharp blade continued to pierce towards Xue BingEr. In that instant, the swift blade looked like it was going to slash her face.

 

The two male North Penglai disciples, who were originally standing guard beside her, were still intimidated by Jian Yi's spiritual presence. Even now, they still didn't recover enough to respond.

 

In such a situation, it looked like Jian Yi was about to take this woman's life in the next breath.

 

However, Xue Bing Er still managed to escape this calamity.

 

What saved Xue BingEr wasn't any person, but rather a magic tool that she carried. At the last second, a jade pendant that was hanging on her waist lit up abruptly and released a white light that enveloped Xue BingEr completely, blocking Jian Yi's attack. After the white light dissipated, Xue BingEr actually gone without a trace.

 

A magic tool that carried a teleportation function?

 

Jian Yi's cheek twitched. He could only gloomily swing his sword: "These rich people." Then his gaze turned outward to look at the two people remaining.

 

These two people finally acted when they saw Jian Yi's blade practically touching the tip of Xue BingEr's nose. They were just about to attack Jian Yi when they were blocked by Wen Xuan who also recovered from his shock. Then the scene with Xue Bing Er escaping via the white light completely stunned these two people.

 

When Jian Yi turned his eyes over to them, was there any need for further hesitation? They immediately grabbed their sword and ran.

 

Jian Yi actually wanted to give chase, but his body ended up tilting sideways uncontrollably. To give two killing blows right after he broke through into foundation building in such an unstabilized state with his spiritual energy still fluctuating, it actually wasn't such a great feeling.

 

"Jian shidi!" Wen Xuan rushed to his side and quickly held him up.

 

At this moment, of the people who were blocking the road, the dead have died, the frightened have run away. Jian Yi let out a breath of relief and directly let his body collapse in Wen Xuan's arms, not concealing his moment of weakness at all.

 

Wen Xuan held both of Jian Yi's hands and carefully transferred his own spiritual energy over, slowly helped him sort out the fluctuating spiritual energy in his body. Moments later, Jian Yi felt

 

much better and unconsciously closed his eyes slightly. Wen Xuan's gaze landed on his faintly fluttering eyelashes. Looking at it for a long while, he then looked at the other's pale white face, and at last, he turned to look at Jian Yi's neck.

 

On the lateral side of Jian Yi's neck, the small red pinhole mark remained on his snow white skin, extremely eye-catching.

 

"Jian shidi......" Wen Xuan wanted to say something, but stopped himself. With a strange expression, he then looked at the horrifying looking corpse of the guy from the Cerulean Feathers Sect.

 

Jian Yi opened his eyes. Seeing this view, he assumed that Wen Xuan felt he shouldn't have killed this person.

 

Wen Xuan really didn't like killing, but since it was done in such a situation, Wen Xuan didn't feel too conflicted. At this moment, Wen Xuan was distubed by another thing.

 

He lightly touched the pinhole on Jian Yi's neck. His fingertip was slightly cool, causing Jian Yi to shiver.

 

"What exactly is this?" Wen Xuan asked.

 

"A type of parasitic poison." Flinching, Jian Yi answered: "Something that the Cerulean Feathers Sect raised to play with.”

 

Wen Xuan immediately felt surprised: "You know?"

 

Jian Yi was momentarily speechless. Very clearly, although Wen Xuan had asked him, he didn't actually expect Jian Yi to answer. It was more mumbling to himself.

 

However, since Jian Yi knew, Wen Xuan continued to ask: "What kind of parasitic poison?"

 

".......probably an empathy parasite." Then, not waiting for Wen Xuan to inquire again, Jian Yi followed up: "I also don't know the details."

 

This of course was a lie. The empathy parasite appeared countless times in the original novel, its function was repeatedly emphasized. Jian Yi already remembered it clearly. In a later part of the novel, this was how Qin Shiyu got together with one of the girls.

 

However, since Jian Yi said it, Wen Xuan didn't suspect anything. He only sighed 'how unfortunate' to himself.

 

Although the details were unclear, according to the strange feeling the instant he and Jian Yi fell under the effect of this move, as well as its name 'empathy parasite,' Wen Xuan can assume that the two little black bugs were two aspects of a whole. Just like how there's two ends to a line, it can connect the heart and emotions of two people that suffered its poison. Thinking about this, then recalling how the other little bug was almost fed to the dog shaped demonic beast, Wen Xuan couldn't help but feel nauseated.

 

But now that the person who experienced the parasitic poison with him was Jian Yi, Wen Xuan's mood was even more complicated. On one hand, he rejoiced that the person who he connected his heart with wasn't anyone else. On the other hand, he didn't know if this parasitic blood would cause any further

 

harm for the two of them. He couldn't help but think he dragged Jian Yi into this mess.

 

"Shixiong......" Right at this moment, Jian Yi carefully asked him: "When we were affected by the parasite, did you... see something?"

 

Wen Xuan looked at him strangely: "Did you see anything?"

 

"A bit of shixiong's past." Jian Yi answered: "but it only flashed by so I didn't see clearly.”

 

Past? The scene that he saw at that time was actually the other person's past?

 

so that strange spotlessly white room was actually Jian Yi's past?

 

Wen Xuan opened his lips, a question already rolling to the tip of his tongue, but he didn't ask it outloud.

 

Jian shidi, what happened in your past? This question, Wen Xuan felt like he couldn't inquire. It wasn't until this moment in time that he finally realized that in terms of the past of this young man before him, he actually knew absolutely nothing about.

 

And through Jian Yi's currently nervous appearance, Wen Xuan could perceive that the other didn't want him to know either.

 

Therefore, Wen Xuan fell into an awkward silence.

 

In this awkward silence, the corpse of the person from the Cerulean feathers Sect, that was neglected by these two people, suddenly moved slightly.

 

30

Chapter 30

 

In a southeast area of North Ning Continent where the North Penglai Sect was stationed, a blinding white light appeared out of nowhere in a certain room. When this white light faded away, a girl in her prime age dropped out from the air. This was Xue BingEr who just escaped a close death from Jian Yi.

 

At this time, Xue BingEr was still frightened and stunned. Her face was deathly pale as she trembled uncontrollably. It took her quite a while to recover. Then, she gnashed her teeth, the fury and distress of being forced to such a state instantly spiraled upward. She was so mad that she stomped her feet angrily. Throwing her sleeve, she planned to go complain tearfully to the Elders of her sect.

 

She just left her room, not even walking two steps down the hallway, when she bumped into someone. This just happened to be Qin Shiyu.

 

"Where did you go just now?" Qin Shiyu said: "I searched for you for a long time."

 

Xue BingEr's footsteps halted, an awkward expression appearing on her face. Afterall, her actions this time were done completely in secret from the other. However, mere moments later, this awkwardness was engulfed by her stomach full of grievances. The corner of her eyes reddened, she directly started complaining about the encounter she experienced just now to Qin Shiyu.

 

"That brat is really the devil!" Xue Bing Er wailed with tears: "Cultivator Zhao from the Cerulean Feathers Sect died just like that in his hands! Then, he even wanted to take my life!"

 

Qin Shiyu advised her with a warm voice, but inside, he felt rather exasperated. Even though Xue BingEr did her best to describe herself and her group as innocent, what kind of person was Qin Shiyu? How could he not figure out the cause and effect of this entire situation? He was annoyed that Jian Yi almost took Xue BingEr's life, but at the same time, he was also displeased that Xue Bing Er ignored his warning to not provoke Jian Yi any further. In the end, he can only say: "It's fine if you talk to me about this matter, but you should definitely not speak of this to others. If it really spread, reason might not be on your side."

 

Xue BingEr opened her mouth in discontent, but she really couldn't find any words to dispute.

 

"But...... Did Cultivator Zhao from the Cerulean Feathers Sect really die in their hands?" Qin Shiyu's brows furrowed, repeatedly verifying this extremely noteworthy news: "Are you certain?"

 

"Of course, I am! I saw it with my own eyes. How can it be false?" Xue BingEr answered resolutely.

 

Saying this, she paused for a second: "That's right. Cultivator Zhao is a disciple from Cerulean Feathers. We have to tell the Cerulean Feathers Sect. They definitely will get revenge for him!"

 

However, Qin Shiyu didn't actually believe matters could be this simple. He has seen that Cultivator Zhao several times before and always felt that the other was rather strange. He didn't seem like the type of character who'd die that easily. However, what Xue BingEr said was correct. They definitely needed to inform Cerulean Feathers. Then according to Cerulean Feathers' response, maybe they could find some areas to exploit.

 

"Since I know this matter now, let me be the one to take a visit to Cerulean Feathers. Shimei, why don't you go back to your room and take a good rest, calm down a little. Remember, don't talk about this thing to others."

 

While Qin Shiyu was saying these words, far away in that mountain ridge, Wen Xuan and Jian Yi were currently discussing the matters about the empathy parasite. Meanwhile the corpse that they neglected behind them suddenly moved slightly.

 

Right at the moment when it moved, Wen Xuan coincidentally shifted his gaze away from Jian Yi in awkwardness from not knowing what to say in reply. His line of sight just happened to sweep across the corpse.

 

The corpse instantly stiffened and stopped all movements.

 

Since Wen Xuan turned to look at this corpse, he didn't move his gaze away again. He even sighed unconsciously: "Jian shidi, this person died in your hands."

 

"So what? Should he not have died?" Jian Yi made a face: "Is shixiong criticizing me for killing him?"

 

"Of course I'm not criticizing. But the others have already escaped. What if they......"

 

If any of those people passed on this fact to the Cerulean Feathers Sect, what would be waiting for them can only be endless troubles. Wen Xuan didn't elaborate completely on these words, but it didn't prevent Jian Yi from understanding his meaning.

 

"It is a bit troublesome....." Jian Yi got up and walked over, looking at the corpse several times with furrowed brows, clearly trying to decide on how to best handle it.

 

With Jian Yi looking, that corpse was even more afraid to move.

 

A moment later, Jian Yi shook his head: "We'll just have to take the appropriate actions when the time comes, that's all."

 

He clearly didn't discover anything. And saying these words, it basically meant he didn't think of any good plans.

 

Wen Xuan laughed helplessly. In facing such perfunctory words, he can only acknowledge and voice agreement: "Thinking too much might not be beneficial either. We can only see as we go. Worrying more will only make trouble for ourselves first."

 

Saying these words, the corner of Wen Xuan's mouth lifted. Unexpectedly, his eyes lit up with a certain crafty light: "They were the ones who attacked us first. Dying in our counterattack, no matter how they explain it, they won't be able to sound justified. If the Three Outer Clans wanted to use this matter to find trouble, worst comes to worst, we can cause a big ruckus, loud enough to be heard by the Four Inner Clan. They definitely won't remain indifferent."

 

As expected of Wen shixiong. Even in his rare moment of craftiness, the idea he came up with was still so honorable.

 

Jian Yi couldn't help but smile. This smile carried a 20% fond exasperation, 50% appreciation, and 120% indulgence and pampering. That's right. Clearly Jian Yi was much younger than Wen Xuan and had to call Wen Xuan, shixiong. Even his cultivation only recently caught up to foundation building. No matter what, he should be treating Wen Xuan with admiration and reliance. However, this smile of his clearly contained indulgence and pampering.

 

"What are you smiling about?" Perceiving this slightly, Wen Xuan looked at him suspiciously.

 

"Smiling at....." how cute you are.

 

Jian Yi didn't say the rest of the words out loud, only soundlessly formed the words with his mouth.

 

Done speaking, he didn't give Wen Xuan any chance to respond before asking him immediately: "Shixiong, isn't there something you've forgotten to say to me?"

 

Surprised, Wen Xuan furrowed his brows and turned his focus completely on this question.

 

"I became foundation building after such troubles, you didn't even congratulate me." Jian Yi announced the answer.

 

Wen Xuan didn't know if he should laugh or cry. This was the first time he saw someone request for congratulations like this.

 

"Shixiong....," Leaning in to him, Jian Yi looked at Wen Xuan full of anticipation. His cheeks even turned light red again.

 

"Oh you." Wen Xuan reached out, his fingertip lightly sliding down Jian Yi's lightly flushed cheeks. Jian Yi instantly shivered. However, not giving the other a chance to evade, Wen Xuan abruptly changed his caress into a squeeze, and even squeezed rather mercilessly: "Really worthy of congratulations!"

 

Aiyo! Jian Yi promptly yelled. Covering his face, he ran as far as he could.

 

Sitting on the ground, Wen Xuan laughed and laughed, his hand smacking the ground in his laughter. He laughed completely without restraint, as if all of those years of depressed emotions finally dissipated after just a few days of interactions with Jian Yi, only leaving behind a sense of carefree and delight coming from the bottom of his heart. Clearly, he was a person who loved smiling. However, the smile he had on right now was definitely far brighter than all of the smiles he gave before.

 

Looking at this smile, Jian Yi unconsciously became captivated.

 

A chance!

 

In the back, the corpse abruptly shook. A black shadow instantly crawled out from the corpse whose head was cut in half and flew off into the distance.

 

When Jian Yi returned from his daze, it was already too late.

 

That black shadow let out a pleased laugh. It was just about to escape with its life, however, just at this moment, an Ice Blade rained down from above. It penetrated through this black shadow and pinned it to the floor while keeping it alive.

 

"What is this?" Wen Xuan's surprised voice sounded.

 

He just noticed this black shadow's movement and immediately threw an Ice Blade out. Although he didn't know what it was, not letting it escape was definitely a good choice.

 

The black shadow yelled incoherently, struggling madly under the Ice Blade's restraint, clearly panicking in pain.

 

"What the heck is this?" Wen Xuan prompted his divine sword precursor to give a light cut on the black shadow's body.

 

The black shadow instantly jumped, making even more tragic noises, clearly in extreme pain. Then, it yelled in a loud voice: "Hero, please spare me! Hero, please spare me!"

 

It actually spoke human language? Wen Xuan felt even more astonished.

 

He and Jian Yi circled around this strange black shadow together, examining it at a closer distance. Their expressions couldn't help

 

but change subtly, because they saw this black shadow had all limbs, looking like a shrunken human figure. How small was it? Spreading it out, it wasn't even the size of a palm. No wonder it could hide inside the head of that corpse.

 

Such an appearance made Wen Xuan think about something unpleasant: "Could it be..... a demon?"

 

"A type of demon.” Jian Yi gave a definite conclusion: "A shadow attachment demon."

 

"There are actually demons in the North Ning Continent?" Wen Xuan's expression was unusually unsightly. The tip of his fingers moved slightly. Clearly, he was just about to prompt the divine sword precursor to completely eliminate this thing.

 

"Hero, please spare me! Hero, please spare me! Hero, please spare me!" This shadow attachment demon yelled even more urgently. If he wasn't pinned to the floor, he would have gotten on his knees before the two: "The big hero is magnanimous. Please just spare this lowly one this time! This lowly one still has an 80 year old mother...... pei! What this lowly one meant to say was, this lowly one will definitely follow your every beck and call, and risk life and limb to help you out in the future!"

 

This pile of words were spoken so slickly, Wen Xuan could hardly withstand it. However, since this was a demon, he had to eliminate it.

 

Just as he was about to strike with his sword, Jian Yi pressed down on the back of his hand: "Shixiong, this guy might be useful in the future."

 

"That's right! I'll be useful! I definitely will be useful!" That shadow attachment demon instantly grabbed the chance to continue: "This lowly one is not the same as those deranged demonic fiends. This lowly one is a good demon. Really, I'm a good demon. I didn't even do anything evil before today! Even this body died on its own back then on the side of a road first, so this lowly one just borrowed it to use in the passing!"

 

After these words, instantly, there was silence.

 

Feeling like that he might have said the wrong words, the shadow attachment demon even stopped his incessant begging.

 

Wen Xuan asked with a slight smile: "In other words, this cultivator Zhao from Cerulean Feathers was already a corpse even before facing me and all of his actions just now were done by you?"

 

The shadow attachment demon instantly started shivering in waves: "This lowly one, this lowly one... but this lowly one wasn't successful! So I still haven't done anything bad!"

 

Wen Xuan called over the divine sword precursor and pointed it at this thing's body: "The parasite you put in me, what the heck is it exactly?"

 

"Shixiong, don't rush." Jian Yi persuaded from the side: "Although it's a demon, it can still be bound by contract. As long as we make a death contract with him, we can use him anyway we want and interrogate him slowly in the future."

 

Although he said these words, at this moment the shadow attachment demon was too nervous, and immediately tossed out

 

all of the information relating to the empathy parasite like pouring out a cup of beans: "I'll talk, I'll talk! The biggest effect of suffering the empathy parasite is that in the future, your lives will be connected, living and dying together! However, I can tell that the both of you are fortunate people who will live hundreds of years. So this effect really isn't anything! So please spare me this once!"

 

Life and death connected? In other words, if one died, the other would immediately follow.

 

Wen Xuan's face darkened: "How do we break it?"

 

"Break it, break it......" The shadow attachment demon stammered for quite a while, clearly not very sure himself. He quickly yelled out: "It's not like you must break it! I see you two have such a good relationship. Leaving this parasite will give you a huge benefit as well!"

 

"Benefit?"

 

"It can increase your cultivation. Half the work, twice the result!" The shadow attachment demon yelled: "Every night, you guys just need to du......"

 

Puu! The voice wasn't finished. The rest of the words didn't come out of its mouth yet, Jian Yi already raised his sword resolutely and promptly cut the shadow in half.

 

Wen Xuan looked at him in astonishment: "What's the matter? It seemed to be saying something just now."

 

Jian Yi's face color was black and red. Black enough to condense into ink. Red enough to burn: "It wasn't saying anything!"