The twelve arenas of the Shanhai Sect’s outer sect were hosting the menial competition.
The arena was silent.
The twelve judges seated at the front of the arena were elders from different sects, responsible for evaluating the outer sect disciples of other sects.
Yet at this moment, all their expressions were frozen.
Only the elder of the Shanhai Sect, who was responsible for monitoring the Qingshui Sect’s arena, reacted first.
He formed a hand seal, and a surge of spiritual energy shot into the sky.
“The Qingshui Sect has completed all the menial tasks.”
“Evaluation: Above-A.”
“Fast, ruthless, precise!”
[……]
[…………]
Well said. Indeed, fast and ruthless.
She finished all the other arenas’ competitions at once—what’s wrong with the Qingshui Sect!
Everyone’s gaze, even the viewing projections, shifted toward the direction of the Qingshui Sect.
They saw a bright, green-robed woman on the arena, wearing a look of regret, solemnity, and self-reflection.
Her willow eyebrows and vermilion lips, her eyes bright as stars, her complexion as dark as lacquer.
What a radiant woman, like a red plum blossom in the snow.
She is Lin Shuang?
She didn’t even make it onto the Qingshui Sect’s “Top Singles” outer sect list?
The Baihua Sect is incompetent.
This thought passed through everyone’s consciousness.
But soon, they regained their senses.
“She’s Lin Shuang, ranked ten thousandth in the Qingshui outer sect?”
“Are you kidding? What cultivation level is she?? Other sects hadn’t even reacted, and the tasks on the arena were already gone…”
All taken by her.
Now what? How to determine the rankings?
On the arena, Lin Shuang was also holding her forehead, sinking into self-isolation.
[Little Ai No.3 Backup (Meng): Hurry up, our inner sect competition is about to start. Are you still an hour away by sword riding?]
[Little Ai No.2 Backup (Dabao): Senior sister, don’t panic. If we lose, we’ll just go back to our sects. The outer sect arena is equally important.]
Sigh, one is a big seductress, the other keeps rushing her.
Indeed, she shouldn’t have distracted herself by checking messages right before the competition.
Once she looked, she couldn’t help but feel anxious.
Anxious, and she acted too hastily.
“This damned competitive spirit.”
Lin Shuang held her forehead.
“It’s okay, senior sister,” Zhao Keran admired and comforted her, “it’s not a waste either. Like this, the top three spots are all ours, right?”
Lin Shuang opened her mouth, turning to her junior apprentice sister.
She suddenly realized that in the months since she last saw her in Zhenchuan, her junior had at least reached a professional level eight in speed.
“Look, senior sister. The fastest one is our Qingshui Sect arena. Who did it? Us.”
“The second fastest is the Jianmen Sect arena closest to us. Who did it? Us.”
“The third fastest is the Yunyang Sect arena next door. Who did it? Us.”
Zhao Keran counted on her fingers, her round face very certain, “The top three are all ours.”
“This round isn’t a loss for senior sister.”
Zhou Xuanwu, Chen Sixin, and others twitched their mouths.
Absurd.
But seeing the sparkle in their junior sister’s eyes, they couldn’t even bring themselves to argue.
Indeed.
The first principle of cultivation is cultivating one’s heart.
Even if your cultivation reaches ascension, if you feel remorse and cannot face yourself, you’ll perish.
If it was indeed done by the Qingshui Sect, would you, the Jianmen and Yunyang Sects, dare to claim it?
No.
Would the judging elders dare not award the top three spots to the Qingshui Sect?
They wouldn’t dare.
The top three spots were indeed all theirs!
Zhou Xuanwu fell into thought. What to do now?
If Senior Xu Rui were here, what would he say?
Troublesome. Now he was the eldest among the arena participants.
It should be him to speak up and prompt the judging elders to finalize the rankings.
“Hmm,” Zhou Xuanwu maintained a stern face, “What my junior sister said makes sense. In that case, the top twelve are all ours.”
The judging elder from the Shanhai Sect on the arena, “….”
Lin Shuang: “….”
After Zhou Xuanwu spoke, his eye twitched. Did he say the wrong thing?
S-a-v-e—
“Oh, this is an elimination round. The top six advance to the next round.”
“Then the other eleven sects are eliminated.”
Zhou Xuanwu tried to save the situation.
The judging elders’ figures on the arena became even stiffer.
“So now the elders need to urgently discuss how to evaluate the outer sect menial tasks?”
Kong Miaoke of the Baihua Sect, who was commentating the competition, finally regained her senses.
After the initial stiffness, the twelve judging elders from the Shanhai Sect quickly rose into the air, gathering together.
Some frowned, others still wore expressions of disbelief, or even anger, all pointing accusingly at the Qingshui Sect elder Li Daowei!
[Hahahaha!]
[Sorry, I couldn’t help laughing, even though I’m not from the Qingshui Sect.]
[A once-in-a-century occurrence.]
[Baihua Sect, come on, commentate! Tell us what’s going on with Lin Shuang, this contestant disciple. It’s been so long—doesn’t your Baihua Sect pride itself on having the best intelligence in the Donghua Region?]
The host, Xiao Ke, was also sweating profusely.
In her hands were four or five jade slips flying hastily toward her.
“While the elders are discussing, let’s review the outer sect life of Lin Shuang, this disciple from the Qingshui Sect.”
[Finally! Hurry up, what’s her cultivation level?]
[Looks like at least Yuan Formation?]
On the projection screen, Kong Miaoke read the jade slip information just gathered.
As she read, she gasped.
“According to the sect’s spiritual aptitude test three months ago, Lin Shuang was at Qi Gathering Stage Three… Peak? How is that possible?!”
[What!]
[Ah!?]
[Impossible!]
Soon, Kong Miaoke flipped through four jade slips and sighed in relief.
She wiped her sweat.
“Oh, she broke through. The record upon entry shows she’s no longer at Qi Gathering Stage Three.”
[I knew it.]
“She’s now at Qi Gathering Stage Five Peak.”
[???]
[Baihua Sect, did you make this up with your feet?]
“…Well, let’s look at Lin Shuang’s signature techniques.”
Kong Miaoke of the Baihua Sect also sweated, continuing to flip jade slips, while Zhao Ming of the Shanhai Sect beside her showed slight movement.
“Lin Shuang, in the outer sect for ten years, her average scores: Talisman Class – Above-C, Core Technique Class – C, Sword Technique Class – Middle-C, Hand Seal Class – C…”
[……]
[Her signature technique is being a nobody.]
[Pfft—Baihua Sect, do you even believe what you’re saying? Refund!]
[All the information about Lin Shuang is wrong… Baihua Sect, do you have any shame charging for commentary with spirit stones?]
[Fifty spirit stones for the viewing projection, and I haven’t even finished half a cup of spirit tea before it ended!]
[Competition starts—Baihua leads—okay, done, Qingshui wins.]
[…No refunds? I’ll report you to the Elders’ Assembly of the Donghua Region!]
Zhao Ming smiled bitterly.
The jade slip information was truly inaccurate.
Forget other things, just the Clear Vision Technique—Lin Shuang had already reached layer 916.
Hmm… In the months since they last met, she probably advanced one layer a day, so now she must be over 1000 layers?
“Don’t panic, everyone. We’ve already dispatched a nimble junior sister to inquire Lin Shuang of the Qingshui Sect.”
Kong Miaoke strained to salvage the Baihua Sect’s viewing numbers and calm the audience.
Zhao Ming also couldn’t help but direct his gaze to the unremarkable Qingshui Sect arena in the corner.
At this moment, several figures were already surrounding the arena from all directions.
But Lin Shuang was pressing her forehead, looking at new messages from Little Ai No.2 and No.3.
[Little Ai No.2 (Meng): Where are you? Advance a round, Zhenchuan increases by five hundred layers, the reward remains. Where are you? Is the outer sect competition really this long?]
[Little Ai No.3 (Dabao): Senior sister, slow down. How could I bear to see you rush and get hurt? I’ll take responsibility for the inner sect victory.]
“…”
Lin Shuang turned toward the twelve elders who were still arguing.
Waiting like this, who knew how long it would take to get a result.
She reached into her sleeve and took out the teleportation talisman given by Huangpu Yuan before she left, using him as the destination.
Lin Shuang quickly formed the seal.
Her figure became as transparent as water.
“Junior sister, Senior Brother Zhou…”
“Please wait here for the outer sect result. I’ll go ahead first. Contact me if anything happens.”
In an instant, she vanished from the arena.
The Baihua Sect junior sisters chasing after her tried to ask about her life story to supplement the broadcast materials.
Curious disciples from various sects, male cultivators attracted by Lin Shuang’s beauty and ability, all gathered around.
“Make way, let me speak to Senior Sister Lin first.”
“Senior Sister Lin, may I ask what your current cultivation level is? Do you know the Baihua Sect’s century-old Potential Rankings for entering the Divine Transformation Stage? If you have potential, we’ll include you.”
“Senior sister, we’ve never met before. May I leave a spiritual message?”
“Dine together?”
“Train sword together?”
Those who squeezed in held communication stones, recording stones, writing brushes…
But in the end, they only saw Zhao Keran on the arena, dancing her hands and feet in different sword techniques, Zhou Xuanwu already sitting cross-legged with his eyes closed,
and the bewildered Chen Sixin, the Qingshui Sect’s third to fifth ranked outer sect elites.
Where was Lin Shuang?
Zhao Keran practiced different sword techniques with both hands while performing the dragonfly-skimming-water steps.
She smiled politely at everyone.
“My senior sister is in a hurry. She went to the inner sect arena.”
“…?”
[??]
[!]
—Dear cousin, as if meeting in person.
—The senior sister I live with… I always feel she’ll become the strongest female cultivator, no, the fastest and strongest female cultivator…
—But for some reason… Senior sister remains stuck at Qi Gathering…
Zhao Ming looked at his cousin Zhao Keran’s strange movements on the arena and closed his eyes.
So, she was Lin Shuang.
So, his cousin had already told him that Lin Shuang was the top genius of the Qingshui Sect.
But back then, he didn’t cherish it.
Sigh.
*
At the West Gate of the Shanhai Sect.
The inner sect elites of the twelve sects, all at Yuan Formation stage, and the elders of each sect were waiting.
The scale of the inner sect competition was far grander than the outer sect, and far more valued.
At this moment, twelve stone chairs floated high in the sky, semi-encircling the mountain.
The Baihua Sect, Wanseng Sect, Qidan Sect, Mingzhong Sect, Shanhai Sect, Qingshui Sect… elders took seats according to previous rankings.
Among them, the two senior elders of the Shanhai and Qingshui Sects, acting as sect leaders, barely got a middle position.
—The Shanhai Sect ranked fifth last year, the Qingshui Sect sixth.
Before their seats, twelve towering mountains floated in the air, each carrying disciples of a sect watching on-site.
The order and viewing angles also depended entirely on the rankings from ten years ago.
[The once-renowned Shanhai and Qingshui Sects from a century ago are gradually declining.]
[Fifth and sixth. The first round takes the top six, eliminating the bottom six sects… The Qingshui Sect’s sixth position is too dangerous. The inner sect competition won’t stop here today, will it?]
[Ten years ago, they barely defeated the rising Yunyang Sect. The Yunyang Sect counters the Qingshui Sect. This year is uncertain again…]
[No choice. In this century, the Qingshui Sect has had multiple elders in seclusion die, how can they compete with the newer sects?]
[Now the Qingshui Sect only has one elder in seclusion, right? The Baihua Sect has three.]
[Who wouldn’t want to cultivate under a great master? The Qingshui Sect can’t attract talented disciples anymore.]
[Have you seen Shui Qiantan on the elders’ seats of the Qingshui Sect? His cultivation is at Transcendence, but he can’t ascend. What’s the point?]
[Is there something wrong with the techniques of the Qingshui and Shanhai Sects?]
[Legend says their two sects’ techniques should complement each other, originally one sect…]
Text rapidly scrolled across the competition viewing screen.
The inner sect competition’s viewership was clearly grander than the outer sect menial competition.
The projection sponsored by the Baihua Sect now focused on the elders of the twelve sects.
Elder Shui Qiantan of the Qingshui Sect wore flowing white robes like water, with a large gourd hanging at his waist.
Almost no one could see his face clearly, as if veiled by mist.
Beside him sat Elder Yueshi of the Shanhai Sect, broad-shouldered, giving the impression of towering might even when seated on the stone chair.
They sat respectively in the fifth and sixth positions.
Most of the twelve sect elders were at the Transcendence Stage.
But now, Shui Qiantan’s expression was not good.
“Hmph, Qingshui Sect, it’s our Yunyang Sect against you in the first round again.”
The Yunyang Sect elder, dressed in golden robes, stroked his beard and laughed.
“Shui Qiantan, our techniques counter yours. Nothing can be done about it.”
The Yunyang Sect specialized in fire techniques, most effective against the Qingshui Sect.
An inauspicious start.
Even if they win this round, their disciples will be exhausted, affecting their performance in the second round.
Ten years ago, it was the same, resulting in their sixth place.
Shui Qiantan’s expression darkened, the water around him flowing more rapidly.
But soon, a message stone in his sleeve vibrated.
[Outer Sect Transmission Elder Li Daowei: Elder Shui, we took first place in the outer sect.]
Shui Qiantan immediately straightened up, overjoyed.
What good news he hadn’t heard in years.
Excellent!
[Outer Sect Transmission Elder Li Daowei: The following eleven spots are also ours.]
“??”
Shui Qiantan’s face froze.
Then he instantly turned into a puddle on the chair, the water trembling incessantly.
“Hmm? Did Elder Shui go mad on the spot?”
“This is called self-isolation. First round, facing Yunyang again.”
“Hmph, who will be the next mad elder…”
But as everyone discussed, the expressions of the other twelve elders were also stunned and stiff.
[What’s going on?]
[I’m here. The outer sect menial competition is over. I came to check the inner sect.]
[? The outer sect ended so quickly?]
The sixth position, where the twelve sects’ participating disciples stood, soon echoed with a strange cry.
“What, you took all the first to twelfth places in the outer sect?”
[!]
At the Qingshui Sect’s position, Meng Zi, the leading contestant disciple, looked at Lin Shuang, who had just appeared beside Huangpu Yuan via teleportation.
He stared, wide-eyed.
He counted on his fingers, “So that means, the rewards for first to twelfth are all yours?”
“You’re so cunning… Lin Shuang.”
Lin Shuang closed her eyes.
Huangpu Yuan’s temple twitched.
Too loud.
The inner sect contestants couldn’t help but glare at Lin Shuang, who had suddenly appeared beside them.
Her green waistband was clearly not inner sect attire.
[Ridiculous.]
[Just came from the outer sect projection. Let me tell you, it’s true—wait, why is this outer sect junior sister who defeated eleven sects now among the inner sect contestants!]
“?”
[“Only moments ago, Baihua Sect claimed she was at the fifth layer of Qi Condensation… Pfft.”]
[“Is this allowed? Both inner and outer disciples? Did I see that right?”]
The elder of Yunyang Sect instantly stood up in solemnity.
“Hold on! Before the match, check the inner disciple status of all participants!”
Xiao Qi, who had just teleported in, instinctively shrank his neck.
Lin Shuang shrugged innocently at Meng Zi.
But soon, the inspection lights fell one by one on the disciples participating from each sect.
Everyone’s disciple talismans were activated in turn.
Among them, a peculiar and unusual disciple record immediately appeared before everyone.
[Xiao Qi: Second Stage of Yuan Condensation, ranked first among the outer disciples of the Shanhai Sect; record holder of the Yuanchuan Nine Thousand, achieving the highest level of 3210 in the inner disciple trials.]
[Qualifies for the mid-to-lower Yuan Gathering level in the inner sect arena.]
Xiao Qi, the prodigy among outer disciples of Shanhai Sect!
He has long been the top-ranked bachelor cultivator among outer disciples.
He will surely become an elite inner disciple within a hundred years… Everyone had heard of him. Although slightly shocked at first, they quickly accepted it.
But then another disciple record emerged, shocking everyone even more.
[Lin Shuang: Fifth Layer of Qi Transformation, ranked 10123 among outer disciples of Qing Shui Sect; record holder of Zhenchuan inner disciple trial, achieving the highest level 3362.]
“? “
A Qi Transformation disciple, the strongest among the mid-to-lower tier Yuan Condensation disciples of the Clearwater Sect?
[“Does Qing Shui Sect not afford spirit stones for testing?”]
Soon, spirit stones for testing dropped before the participating disciples as everyone wondered.
In front of all the inner sect participants and spectators, Lin Shuang’s assigned Dan Tian No. 68 for today fully activated under everyone’s watchful eyes.
A plain and faint spiritual glow appeared on the spirit stone—peak of fifth layer of Qi Transformation.
Qi Transformation, no doubt about it.
“!”
On the onsite stands of the twelve sects, other sects murmured in confusion and astonishment.
Only the disciples from Qing Shui Sect remained eerily silent.
Their expressions were complex—proud yet helpless.
At last, someone from their sect is going to feel the despair of being overpowered by Qi Transformation cultivators despite being at the Yuan Condensation stage!
Finally, someone from their sect is about to feel the shock and helplessness, only to be left in despair!
How wonderful.
The disciples of the Yuan Condensation stage from the inner sect of the Qing Shui Sect, including Mei Xin, Chen Xingchuan, and Dao Dong, who were substitutes standing behind Lin Shuang and the others, all wore faintly satisfied expressions.
“This is exactly what you asked for—sending our top scorer from the 3000th floor.”
Shui Qiantan’s upper body emerged from the rippling puddle of water, as he spread his hands toward the elders of other sects.
He looked extremely pleased.
Unable to suppress his grin.
“… “
Turns out he had transformed into a puddle of water to laugh secretly.
That’s why the water had been rippling nonstop.
The elders’ temples twitched.
Yueshi of Shanhai Sect also frowned, glancing at Xiao Qi in the ranks.
Even though they were both prodigies, Qing Shui Sect had stolen the spotlight.
“Don’t celebrate too soon. Even if she possesses Yuan Condensation strength, what of it?”
“Just win the first round first, hehe.”
Shui Qiantan’s face immediately stiffened.
The qualifications of the disciples were confirmed.
Soon, twelve solemn sounds of bells and drums echoed across the arena.
“The first match begins.”
“Please enter Yuanchuan Nine Thousand according to the draw order.”
“Initiate one-on-one battles!”
“Instantly eliminate the defeated sect!”
In an instant, all disciples present, along with the stands, were simultaneously teleported by several elders of Shanhai Sect into the inner sect trial secret realm of Shanhai Sect.
-The Yuanchuan Nine Thousand Trial!
“Hmm?”
Lin Shuang and Meng Zi simultaneously sensed a familiar aura.
“Qing Shui and Shanhai are both ancient sects.”
Huangfu Yuan, holding a hand warmer, lowered his gaze, avoiding looking at the two figures in the center of the elders’ stand.
“Baihua Sect and others are newer rising sects.”
As soon as he finished speaking, several elders’ voices sounded in their ears.
“Your battles will be considered as taking place in your own sect’s Zhenchuan Nine Thousand / Wan Hua Nine Thousand / Fottang Nine Thousand… on the same floor.”
“Victory will update your sect’s internal records, advancing five hundred floors. Defeat will result in a retreat of three hundred floors.”
“Give it your all!”
Lin Shuang instinctively took out Xiao Ai.
New data had been added.
Each sect had their own Nine Thousand Floor Trial?
This was sect intelligence she hadn’t known before while in the outer sect.
She turned to the long-lived and knowledgeable Huangfu, “So only Zhenchuan Nine Thousand and Shanhai Sect’s Yuanchuan Nine Thousand were the earliest? Other sects imitated later?”
Meng Zi perked his ears.
Huangfu Yuan’s expression was subtle, “You can think of it that way, yes.”
“Back then, Shanhai Sect and Qing Shui Sect were one sect. The sect leader and elders created the Nine Thousand Floor Trial for their disciples, one based on mountains and one on water.”
“Most of the creators ascended, but some remained in seclusion. Later, sects like Baihua Sect requested their help in creating trial secret realms for their own sects.”
Lin Shuang understood, though her expression was odd.
“So…”
“So, all of these fit into that arithmetic progression?”
Meng Zi hissed.
Mei Xin and the others looked confused.
As the ground shook, Shanhai Sect’s Yuanchuan Nine Thousand appeared before them.
Before them lay a vast mountainous landscape, with thousands of rivers crisscrossing endlessly, constantly flowing.
Shanhai Sect, Yuanchuan Nine Thousand.
Qing Shui Sect, Shiceng Nine Thousand.
[3572 Yuan: Temporarily requisitioned for this tournament.]
[One-on-one battle, best of three wins to advance to the next round.]
3572.
Lin Shuang didn’t speak, but Meng Zi quickly calculated, then nodded.
Divided by nine, remainder eight. According to Zhenchuan’s arithmetic progression this year, it’s a one-on-one battle.
His expression turned odd as he looked at Lin Shuang and Huangfu Yuan.
It wasn’t some temporary tournament requisition at all.
This 3572 Yuan was originally meant for one-on-one battles, fitting the arithmetic progression of the nine cultivation disciplines this year.
Exactly the same.
“Who knew only Shanhai and us…”
Lin Shuang shook her head, “Probably all of them are the same.”
“Just now, the elders of the twelve sects transmitted messages. Passing this floor is equivalent to passing the same trial floor in your own sect.”
Meng Zi held his forehead.
Huangfu Yuan chuckled lightly, “A journey worth taking.”
Suddenly, boats formed beneath their feet.
In an instant, they were teleported to the corresponding river abyss.
Three platforms surrounded by wide rivers appeared before Lin Shuang’s eyes.
Mei Xin and others stood behind them as substitutes.
Soon, six disciples from Yunyang Sect were teleported in, all wearing fiery-patterned robes.
As soon as they appeared, the river around their feet began steaming.
Wherever they walked, the water hissed and evaporated.
“You can still surrender now if you wish.”
The leading disciple of the Yunyang Sect, already at the sixth layer of Yuan Condensation, had a burn scar on the bridge of his nose.
He looked at Lin Shuang, his expression filled with arrogance.
“Whether you’re genuinely Yuan凝聚 or just pretending, it doesn’t matter.”
“Under Yunyang cultivation techniques, water-attribute swords are useless.”
Seeing Huangfu Yuan holding a silver-threaded warming brazier, he laughed even louder.
“You’re weak from cold? Let us cure you!”
Huangfu Yuan nodded politely, “Thank you kindly.”
The Yunyang disciple narrowed his eyes, about to speak more, but was interrupted by Lin Shuang raising her hand.
“Hasn’t it started yet?”
“Why is this side so slow…”
“My next Pomodoro timer is about to start.”
Yunyang Sect: “?”
Huangfu Yuan lowered his head, drawn by her attention, “Senior apprentice sister, what’s this Pomodoro timer of yours?”
“Calligraphy talisman homework.”
“Haha, so you’re a talisman artist! No wonder you managed to break into the 3000th floor of Zhenchuan with Qi Transformation cultivation!” The Yunyang senior apprentice brother laughed loudly.
[“That explains it! She must have someone backing her, throwing fifth-tier talismans. Who could rival a mid-Yuan凝聚 cultivator then?”]
[“So that’s how Qing Shui Sect’s trials work! No wonder they’re not working now.”]
You don’t know what you’re talking about!
A group of Qing Shui Sect disciples watching the projection wore displeased expressions but remained silent.
[“Unfortunately, Yunyang Sect’s cultivation technique is fire-based, which most counters Qing Shui Sect’s water-attribute talisman artists.”]
The projected text had just floated past when a celestial crane cry rang out, signaling the start of the match.
The talisman artist Lin Shuang, who was supposed to be the star, didn’t even pull out a brush or ink, but was drawn onto the stage to face off against the arrogant leading disciple of Yunyang Sect.
[“What? She’s the highest ranked among the three?”]
[“! The Yuhe Nine Thousand connects with Zhenchuan Nine Thousand disciples’ trial records—her evaluation matches that of Yunyang’s top disciple?”]
The leading disciple of Yunyang Sect standing opposite Lin Shuang was also taken aback.
But soon he smiled, forming hand seals, instantly igniting the entire platform.
“Lin Shuang, don’t cry later.”
“Ordinary talismans will only burn to ashes before my fire talismans…”
With that, he smiled and pulled out a stack of fire talismans.
Before he could finish speaking, the first platform was surrounded by fire talismans. Within the roaring flames, the leading disciple of Yunyang Sect’s cultivation aura continuously soared.
[“Yunyang Sect itself is fire-based, using fire talismans to boost their cultivation and sword techniques…”]
But before this sentence could fully appear on the projection, a gigantic water spout suddenly appeared on the platform!
This enormous water spout, within three breaths, swept away the roaring flames around the leading disciple of Yunyang Sect and the fire talismans he had thrown.
[“!”]
Yunyang’s leading disciple: “?”
And apart from this platform, soon the other two platforms where the other two Yunyang disciples had just pulled out their fire talismans to enhance themselves, were also swept up by this mysterious vortex of water, instantly flying away… flying toward Lin Shuang…
Fire talismans one by one, and another.
As if finding their master, all landed on the tip of the wide sword Lin Shuang had just swung, not yet retracting.
“Don’t talk nonsense. Talisman class has begun. Take my sword strike!” Lin Shuang politely notified her opponent.
But this verbal warning wasn’t as fast as her sword.
As the words fell, she had already completed her attack.
[“?”]
[“Your talisman class, are you using a sword?”]
[“Eat my sword… hehe, I finished attacking already.”]
[“…”]
The projection showed three platforms where the Yunyang disciples had thrown out thick stacks of fire talismans, all now gone.
The roaring flames also ceased in an instant.
The six disciples of Yunyang Sect on and off the platform stood frozen, disbelieving, staring at Lin Shuang whose sword tip now bore a full 120 fire talismans!
She nodded, her expression unable to hide her pleasure.
“Thank you all. My talisman class schedule has been completed ahead of time.”
The Longxishui sword technique learned in Lijiavillage indeed proved effective.
While defeating monsters, collecting dropped items.
With one move, spiritual treasures come!
“Now I have all twelve talisman homework assignments for Teacher Li.”
“… “
[“…”]
[“…”]
[“!”]
As the crowd stood in stunned silence, a roar suddenly echoed from the neighboring platform.
“Lin Shuang, what are you doing!”
Then another helpless sigh from the neighboring platform, “Senior apprentice sister, ghostwriting homework is not acceptable… sigh, we’re still in the middle of a match.”
[“…”]
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