The most melodramatic rebirth in history

Chapter 146 Returning from Trials
At midnight, a cold wind was blowing, and endless cold air seeped from the mountaintop.

A dark and terrifying tower-like building looms in and out of the misty peak, giving off an indescribable eerie feeling.

"Achoo~...!" Inside the Ghost Locking Tower, the withered old man who had returned from visiting Wu Ye at Qiaojian Peak suddenly sneezed. He subconsciously rubbed his nose and then rubbed his hands together, exhaling a puff of hot white air.

"Blunt Weapon Valley?" A solemn voice suddenly rang out. Following the source of the voice, the gaze shifted to the table behind the withered old man, where a man in purple robes with an extraordinary bearing was sitting.

After carefully recalling what Wu Ye had said, Feng Ling frowned. This was the second time he had heard the name of this sect; he had never heard of it before.

Since Ling Weiyun's clone didn't ask this morning, and Feng Tianjue didn't offer any explanation, he could only think about going to the library when he had time to see if he could find any clues.

"Wind Blade - Xiang Qiubai"
"The two, Ba Dao and Wu Ye, are indeed extraordinary!"

The man in purple muttered to himself. Ling Weiyun's clone raised an eyebrow and glanced at the corner with a practiced look. Several cowardly men who understood immediately stepped forward to pour wine.

"Clink~...!" A crisp sound of porcelain clinking rang out. An old man and a young man sitting at the table looked at each other, smiled, raised their white wine glasses, and toasted each other.

This feeling is very pleasant, and I can't explain why!

This time, Ling Weiyun's clone met Xiang Qiubai, the core disciple who was praised to the skies by Elder Liu Yidao, and even fought with him. Although he still did not know his exact background, on the surface, his strength was quite remarkable.

Wu Ye's cultivation had already reached the tenth level a year ago. If it weren't for the sudden attack on the Ghost Locking Tower, which forced Wu Ye to go all out to defend against the enemy, he would have been much stronger.

Therefore, probably no one can know just how terrifying his cultivation level was when he emerged from seclusion this time.

"Wu Ye's self-recovery ability is also very strong!" The withered old man sighed, recalling the scene when he saw the wild man before, who was slowly wielding his slow sword as if nothing had happened.

Upon closer examination, this wasn't the first time Ling Weiyun's clone had met him, but each encounter brought him a completely new experience.

Perhaps the saying "a scholar should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation" best describes someone like Wu Ye!
"Perhaps I know the answer!" The man in purple smiled slightly. As the two outstanding core disciples emerged, Feng Ling had a scale in his heart to compare the two.

Overall, today's busy schedule has come to a successful end.

However, to Feng Ling's dismay, Wu Ye's cave was actually located behind Xiang Qiubai's residence, and just a little above where he had fallen was Leng Ningshuang's cave.

……

"Sigh...!" The man in purple sighed inwardly, complaining to himself, "Feng Tianjue is really something. He knows my cultivation level, so why does he still make me participate in that meaningless inner disciple competition?"
Isn't this blatant bullying?

The result would be a foregone conclusion that Feng Ling would win. He had no interest in even thinking about such a boring and unchallenging battle.

"Very well, let me personally expose the evil spirit masters lurking among my disciples one by one!"

Feng Ling sighed helplessly, and after thinking about this, the irritation in his heart subsided slightly. These evil spirit masters were terrified of being wiped out by Feng Ling some time ago, and now they were acting very carefully, never giving anyone any leverage over them.

As a result, the elimination mission becomes increasingly difficult as it progresses, making this inner disciple competition a good opportunity.

"Whoosh...!" The breath he exhaled turned into a long trail of white mist that drifted away and dissipated. The cold winter had arrived without anyone noticing... This winter was not only a winter for the mountains filled with the colors of autumn, but also a winter for the entire Yuqing Sect.

……

In the blink of an eye, six or seven days had passed...

"Hahaha, we're finally... back!"

"Yes, in the blink of an eye, a month of training down the mountain has come to an end..."

In front of the orange-yellow mountains covered with withered leaves, streaks of light rushed towards the horizon, and some of the closer figures were even whispering to each other while flying at high speed.

"Boom, splash..." As groups of disciples returned to the foot of Yuqing Sect Mountain, the familiar, clear, and melodious sound of flowing water echoed in their ears, as if it could cleanse their souls.

"So beautiful...! The scenery within the sect is even more enchanting!" As one disciple couldn't help but exclaim, everyone exchanged a knowing glance, then stopped and looked sideways, gazing with knowing smiles at the magnificent waterfall that was the source of the sound.

The valley floor, battered by the rushing water, is filled with splashes of water and rising white mist, creating an indescribable, unique beauty.

Most of the surging air currents are dispersed by the high pressure of the Yuqing Waterfall, which makes the air movement around the Yuqing Waterfall the most active.

How can the canal be so clear? Because it has a source of fresh water!
"Hey, look! Who's that?" Just as all the disciples were opening their mouths, greedily inhaling the fresh air, suddenly, one of the sharp-eyed people exclaimed, as if he had discovered something.

"Uh...!" Following the person's gaze, everyone's eyes fell on the bottom of the Jade Purity Waterfall. When they saw what was happening at the bottom of the valley, they couldn't help but show a hint of astonishment.

The surging, rolling water created waves that violently crashed against a thin figure standing beneath it, as if swaying in a storm.

Each time he was swept away by the water pressure, the man would return to the starting point at an even faster speed, and be baptized by the waterfall again.

No matter how turbulent and roaring the swirling waves were, they could no longer topple that small, eye-catching boat...

"Isn't that Senior Brother Kuang, who ranks in the top ten among the inner disciples?" A bald disciple recognized the resolute young man with bare arms, gritting his teeth and persevering, and was subconsciously overjoyed.

"Oh my! No wonder it looks so familiar...!" Upon hearing this, one of the disciples seemed to remember something.

Seeing the elite disciples on the leaderboard filled the other disciples with joy: "It seems that Senior Brother Kuang's cultivation has improved quite a bit after this training!"

"That's right, it seems our long-stagnant inner disciple ranking is about to change!" Many people started to get excited and began to discuss it.

"Hmm?" A faint sound wave entered the valley floor, which had been completely drowned out by the sound of flowing water. The man seemed to suddenly realize something and looked up at the foot of Yuqing Sect Mountain in confusion.

Then, with a furrowed brow, he vanished in a flash...

Amidst the myriad troubles and disturbances of the world, may the sages bring you, the readers, a pure land for your souls.

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