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After the voice disappeared, all the elders remained silent.

As Fuyun's ethereal voice gradually faded away, the originally noisy arguments in the examination field came to an abrupt end.

The elders looked at each other, with different expressions on their faces, but they all fell into silence.

There was reluctance in their eyes, but more of it was helplessness.

Since the Holy Lord's wife values ​​it so much, then the evil sword is naturally something they cannot covet.

Moreover, once Niejian is accepted as a disciple by the Lady of the Holy Lord, his identity will undergo a drastic change.

An ordinary teenager who originally came to take the test will suddenly become the second-generation disciple of Tianguang Holy Land.

This change of identity means that he will step into the core circle of the Holy Land.
Possess more resources, more advanced martial arts secrets, and even personal guidance from powerful gods.

Thinking of this, the elders couldn't help feeling a little depressed.

According to the rules of seniority in the Holy Land, when they see the evil sword in the future,

Not only can you not regard yourself as a senior, but you need to respectfully call him "Junior Master Uncle".

This was undoubtedly a huge psychological gap for these sixth-level elders.

But this is the rule, and they have to abide by it even if they are reluctant.

Nie Jian would naturally not miss such an opportunity.

He has been looking for an opportunity to get close to Chu Junyin. Now that this opportunity is right in front of him, how could he miss it easily.

He also wanted to see what this woman who could become the Holy Lord's wife looked like.

To be able to become Chu Junyin's partner, she must be no ordinary woman.

Moreover, Nie Jian also knew very well that as the Holy Lord's wife, she must know something about Chu Junyin.

Chu Junyin has now replaced his identity and become the Aurora God.

The Saint Lord’s wife might know something about the reasons behind this, as well as Chu Junyin’s current strength, whereabouts, weaknesses, etc.

As long as he could get some key information from the Holy Lady,
Then his revenge might be smoother.

When Nie Jian thought of this, he suddenly said loudly: "I do!"

Hearing Nie Jian agree without hesitation, the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of the elders was completely shattered.

They had originally fantasized that the Evil Sword might take their sincerity into consideration.
He rejected the invitation of the Holy Lord's wife and chose to become a disciple of one of them.

But now, the evil sword has completely shattered their fantasies.

Helplessly, they could only shake their heads and sigh.

Not long after, Niejian, led by an elder, went to meet his future master, the so-called Holy Lord's Wife.

Although Nie Jian was away, he inquired about many things in the Tianguang Holy Land.
However, for a holy land, many matters have always been mysterious, and it is not easy for outsiders to gain a deeper understanding.

The information he collected was not only scattered, but also mostly based on hearsay.

Therefore, he didn't know much about the things in the Tianguang Holy Land.

Especially the information about the Holy Lord's wife is pitifully scarce.

From the only rumors he heard, he learned that the Saint Lord's wife's surname was Ye, and she seemed to be from the Ye family in the southeast of Mingguang Realm.

Nie Jian knew that the Ye family was a prominent family that had been passed down for tens of millions of years.

This background alone is enough to show the extraordinary origins of the Holy Lord's wife, and also makes Nie Jian more curious and speculative about her.

The reason why the Ye family can stand firm in the Mingguang Realm is because their ancestor, Lord Tianye, had made great contributions in the war between the two realms.

Moreover, the Ye family has a trace of blood of an ancient alien species, which means that almost every disciple of the Ye family can be said to be extremely talented.

Their perception of spiritual energy and comprehension far surpass their peers.

This bloodline inheritance is also the key to the Ye family becoming an evergreen family.

However, apart from these vague rumors, Niejian found nothing.

Even Nie Jian thought, whether Chu Junyin’s cultivation problem was related to Lord Tianye?

He also knew Tianye Divine Lord. Although he was a local Divine Lord, he was only slightly stronger than himself.
So Nie Jian denied his idea.

The system of the Tianguang Holy Land today has hardly changed compared to when he was still here.

He knew that the hierarchy within the Tianguang Holy Land was strict.

In addition to the disciples personally taught by the Holy Lord and his wife, there are also those elders in the Divine Realm who can become second-generation disciples.

This also means that if Nie Jian can successfully become a disciple of the Holy Lord's wife,

He will ascend to heaven in one step, and his status will instantly be comparable to that of a powerful god.

When Fuyun announced that the Holy Lord's wife had taken a fancy to Niejian and would personally accept him as her disciple, the other elders didn't even want to fight for it.

After all, compared with the Holy Lord's wife, they are almost incomparable in terms of status or strength.

If Nie Jian were to become their disciple, according to the holy land's seniority and inheritance system, he would only be able to start as a fourth-generation disciple.

The fourth generation of disciples can only obtain a relatively limited portion of the holy land's cultivation resources.

Most of the secret manuals they came into contact with were what was left after layers of screening.
Compared with the top-level skills that the second-generation disciples can obtain, there is a huge difference.

In terms of training guidance, the second generation disciples can receive personal instruction from the Holy Lord, his wife, and other powerful gods.

The fourth generation disciples rely more on their own exploration, or receive simple guidance from some younger elders.

This gap determines from the very beginning the heights they can reach on their journey.

The difference in treatment between the second-generation disciples and the fourth-generation disciples is simply hard to describe in words.

Even using the metaphor of a natural moat seems a little pale.

Soon, the evil sword was brought to a nine-story attic at the top of the sword's edge.

Fuyun was the first to step onto the stairs leading to the top of the attic, followed closely by Niejian.

The stairs are paved with a kind of warm jade. With every step you take, you can feel a coolness coming from the soles of your feet.

In this state of peace and tranquility, meditation and practice will greatly increase your efficiency.

As they continued to climb upwards, the spiritual energy became more and more dense.

In the center of the top of the attic, there is a pavilion, and the entire pavilion is covered by a layer of gauze.

The veil fluttered gently in the breeze, making everything in the pavilion hazy.

Through this layer of gauze, you can vaguely see the scene inside the pavilion, but you can't see the details clearly.

Through this layer of veil, Nie Jian could vaguely see that the figure inside was that of a woman.

Although he could only see a vague outline, Nie Jian could feel the sharp aura emanating from her.

There was a long sword in front of the woman's knees. They were less than ten feet apart, but it gave people a feeling of being separated by years and time.

A long sword was lying flat in front of the woman's knees.

The sword is slender, but simple and ordinary.

Although they were less than ten feet apart, Nie Jian felt as if there were endless years and time between him and the woman.

This feeling is like standing on both sides of the long river of time, close yet far away.

The woman and the long sword at her knees carried a sense of vicissitudes that did not belong to this era.

Seeing this scene, Nie Jian couldn't help but be shocked.

He was an experienced person, and he was very familiar with this unique aura and state. The woman in front of him was clearly in the critical stage of condensing the divine body of creation.

He is just a descendant of the Ye family, but his cultivation has reached this level?
He secretly wondered, how could a mere descendant of the Ye family reach such a height?
Thinking of this, Nie Jian felt a deep worry in his heart.

If Chu Junyin and his wife were both born with good fortune, and Chu Junyin also had the Yuanzhong, a divine item that defied the heavens,

It was enough to make Chu Junyin advance by leaps and bounds on the path of cultivation, while he himself fell behind by several thousand years.

How should I compete with such an opponent?

It was as if a heavy rock was pressing down on Nie Jian's heart, making him feel a little breathless.

Despite the turbulent waves in his heart, Nie Jian's appearance remained calm.

He knew very well that in front of the Holy Lady who was about to step onto the other side,
Any slight fluctuation of emotion may be detected and expose oneself.

At this moment, in the pavilion, Wanyu, who was behind the veil, spoke in a voice as cold as ice: "Evil Sword?"

Hearing this question, Nie Jian knelt on his knees without any hesitation and said, "That's right, kid."

Wanyu nodded slightly, her eyes falling on Niejian through the veil: "Since you have an excellent talent in swordsmanship, I don't want to see a talent like you go to waste."

After a short pause, Wanyu's voice sounded again, her tone still calm, but with an unquestionable tone: "Then are you willing to take me as your master?"

Nie Jian instinctively almost agreed immediately, but when the words came to his lips, he forced himself to hold them back.

His thoughts raced, and he knew that this was a rare opportunity to test the waters.

"I'm so bold as to ask what the Holy Lady can teach me?"

He had no other intention in saying this, he just wanted to test it out.
To what extent has the Holy Lord's wife reached in her cultivation, and how far is she from the God of Creation?

Wanyu did not respond immediately after hearing Niejian's words.

She slowly raised her hand, her wrist was as white as snow, her fingers were as smooth as jade, and she lightly pointed in the direction of the evil sword seemingly casually.

With Wanyu's light tap, an incredible scene suddenly happened.

The space in front of Nie Jian suddenly trembled like the surface of water.
In an instant, countless shadows surged out like a tide, spreading out before his eyes, covering the entire sky and earth.

These phantoms are like dreams and bubbles, yet they are extremely real.

Nie Jian looked carefully and saw that each shadow seemed to be a peerless swordsman practicing swordsmanship.

Some have graceful figures and sword moves as agile as butterflies flying through flowers;
Some are majestic, with fierce and powerful sword moves;

Others are unpredictable, with both reality and illusion...

The sword-fighting styles displayed by these phantoms vary, some are feminine, some are masculine, some are weird, and some are upright. Each one is different.

These countless phantoms represent countless sword techniques.

Against the backdrop of these countless shadows, Wanyu's voice rang out again: "I can teach you all the sword techniques from ancient times to the present in the Mingguang Realm."

"I can teach you all the sword techniques from ancient times to the present in the Mingguang Realm."

This simple sentence contains endless temptation.

For any sword cultivator, this is an offer that cannot be refused.

Wanyu paused for a moment, then continued, "And I can guarantee that if you become my disciple."

"Given your talent, you can condense the sword intent in one year."

Condensing sword intent represents the entry level of sword cultivation, but there are also many cultivators who find it difficult to achieve this in their entire lives.

"It takes ten years to develop your own style and refine your sword skills."

"In a hundred years, one can forge a sword heart."

"Not only that, I can also send you back to the past to meet many sword immortals and sword masters and learn from their style."

Hearing this, Nie Jian knew that Wanyu was infinitely close to the realm of the God of Creation.

He sighed inwardly, but had no intention of giving up.

At this moment, Nie Jian thought of all the sufferings he had experienced.
The painful memory of having everything taken away from him pricked him like a needle.

The next moment, Nie Jian knelt down on his knees without any hesitation, leaned forward, and touched his forehead to the ground:

"Master, please accept my disciple's greetings."

This bow was also his first step towards revenge.

Wanyu was not surprised, but continued: "I have never accepted a disciple."

"I am glad to see you today, so I accepted you into my sect."

"You can be considered my first disciple."

"But I'm a casual person, I don't need any serious ceremony."

"If you kowtow, we will officially become master and disciple."

As soon as she finished speaking, Wanyu gently raised her snow-white wrist, waved her hand, and a stream of light shot out from her fingertips.

When the object flew to the sight of the evil sword, it slowly fell down.

Nie Jian took a closer look and found that it was just an ordinary hairpin.

In an instant, the hairpin turned into a long sword.

"With your talent now, you don't need any skills to enter the Dao."

"And my request to you is to condense the sword intent before entering the Dao."

Wanyu gently raised her hand, pointed at the long sword transformed from a hairpin, and then said: "This sword contains nine different sword intentions."

"If you can comprehend them all, you can then refine them into one and attain the Dao Body."

When Nie Jian heard this, he was secretly shocked.

He secretly thought in his heart that the Saint Lord's wife Wanyu's talent in swordsmanship was probably far beyond his imagination.

With just these few short sentences, he judged his talent, instructed on the requirements for entering the Dao, and then easily integrated the nine sword intents into one.

He could judge that although Wanyu's sword skills had not caught up with his heyday, considering her talent, it would probably not take many years for her to catch up.

In terms of swordsmanship, he concluded that Wanyu had at least comprehended the eighteen principles of Taoism.

Finally, he comprehended the eighteen rhymes of the Dao on the same avenue. Even considering all the gods of creation in the entire Mingguang Realm, this is considered quite good.

Moreover, Wanyu is also a sword practitioner, famous for her offensive skills.

I was also a swordsman in the past, so I understand this best.

Nie Jian thought to himself that the difficulty of his revenge might have to increase by several levels.

Even with Yuan Zhong's help, it would still be difficult for me.

Wanyu continued, "If that's the case, then go and practice."

"After you have condensed these nine sword intentions into one, come and see me again."

Nie Jianyan said: "Yes!"

Wanyu added: "Fuyun, wait for him to go to Jiazi Cave Heaven to practice."

After he received the order, under the leadership of Fuyun,

He went to a cave with abundant spiritual energy to practice seclusion. (End of this chapter)