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Xie Mo, who was flipping through the rune book, also glanced over, and chuckled as if he had thought of something: "Master has really put you through a lot of trouble these past few days..."

"No way, Second Senior Brother..." Qi Jue said, indicating that he still couldn't straighten his back.

Being a sword cultivator is too tiring. It's better to be a talisman cultivator or a sound cultivator, at least you won't be chased and beaten by Cheng Jiangui.

While they were out playing games, these two were studying in the classroom, quietly enjoying each other's company...

Su Yuanshuang held a jade-stringed pipa carved from bluish-white stone. Her fingers lightly plucked the strings, and the melodious sound, as clear as spring water, was soothing to the soul.

A gentle breeze enters your ears, gradually dispelling your fatigue.

This is the magic of music cultivation: it can both harm people with sound waves and soothe people's hearts with a clean and gentle voice, eliminate fatigue, and stabilize one's state of mind.

Cheng Jiangui revealed a satisfied expression, raising an eyebrow smugly: "How was it? What could you sense from your senior sister's music?"

Silence. Utter silence.

The small vortex of energy in the dantian has a warm and comfortable resonance.

He praised his chief disciple highly: "Don't let Shuangshuang's appearance fool you, she's a genuine Nascent Soul cultivator."

He is at the same cultivation level as Lin Wuwang, the chief disciple of Qingyun Sect and currently the most talented cultivator in the cultivation world—the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm.

The only difference is that one is a sword cultivator and the other is a sound cultivator.

Sound-based attacks are indeed weaker; otherwise, it's hard to say who would be the number one genius.

Yunxi lay sprawled out on the training ground.

The side effect of drug use is that I experience a strange mix of irritability and excitement whenever I practice.

But just then, the vexation slowly left my body.

She looked up at the clouds and sighed inexplicably, "What a pity."

"What?"

Yunxi: "It's such a pity that they joined the Lingxiao Sect."

Cheng Jiangui: "?"

She wasn't expressing regret for herself, but rather for Su Yuanshuang.

The original book didn't describe this person much; he only appeared once at the end.

At that time, all her junior brothers had already sacrificed themselves. The book says that she simply didn't want to live anymore, so she covered her body with explosive tags and went to find the female lead to die together. However, she was stopped by the sycophant Fang Lingshan and turned into fragments with Fang Lingshan.

Of the four from Lingxiao Sect, the third senior brother, Ye Jin, fared the best, but was ultimately besieged by righteous disciples and pierced through the heart by ten thousand swords, ending up to be torn to pieces.

The reason I say he did the best...

Because Su Yuanshuang is fragmented.

Shemer is steam.

Qi Jue is a fragment.

Compared to the others, Nightfall's body parts were the largest when he died.

The girl fell into a deep thought that lasted for five seconds, just five seconds.

She sighed deeply and remarked, "Actually, compared to them, my body parts are quite large."

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Cheng Jiangui: "???"

it's over... it's over...

Cheng Jiangui silently retreated, seemingly wanting to say something but holding back.

After just a few days of intense training, this little apprentice...

Will he turn me into an idiot?

The little fool on the ground curled up into a ball, rolled over, and stretched. Healed by his senior sister's music, he was fully revived and looked up to ask Cheng Jiangui, "Master, I still have two pills."

Yunxi asked, "Do you want me to play with you again?"

Cheng Jiangui: "..."

Cheng Jiangui said he was out of pills; he was a rather wasteful person when it came to raw materials...

He absorbs pills quickly; in the time it takes his disciples to absorb one pill, he can absorb five or six.

To be honest, it's fine without elixirs...

Cheng Jiangui simply said he didn't want to see those brats again.

He was about to throw up from all the practice...

The sect leader, who was nearly driven mad by his disciple, took two steps back, his refusal unusually earnest.

"The River of No Return will open in a little over half a month, and other sects will send disciples there for training..."

The River of No Return is a relatively well-known secret realm.

If Yun hope were still in the Qi Refining stage, Cheng Jiangui might have only sent Ye Jin alone, but since she has reached the Foundation Establishment stage, Cheng Jiangui felt that she could still give her a challenge and take this opportunity to let them work together more.

He thought for a moment and said, "You guys get ready and go have some fun too."

Yunxi got her first field assignment after transmigrating into the book: "With whom?"

"Everyone go, except Xie Mo."

People with mobility impairments often have exceptionally good hearing.

Xie Mo's eyelashes trembled slightly, and his pale fingertips pressed hard on the pages, stroking them for several seconds before turning to the next page.

Cheng Jiangui saw all this, his lips pressed into a straight line, and he said nothing more...

Xie Mo's current strength is at the late Golden Core stage. He has never been to any secret realm and has always been personally taught by the Third Elder...

The Third Elder had repeatedly remarked that this was the most talented child he had ever taught...

Given his physical condition, it is truly remarkable that he has been able to cultivate to this level.

He appears nonchalant and indifferent, but behind the scenes, he has put in countless efforts.

Can……

If the poison cannot be cured...

If he reaches the peak of the Golden Core stage but hasn't yet undergone the tribulation of the Golden Core realm, he'll likely never break through to the next level in his lifetime.

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The River of No Return is located in Chixiao City, and can be reached in a day by flying on a sword.

Yunxi has just obtained her pilot's license.

Before she set off, Cheng Jiangui gave her a private driving lesson.

The sect disciples had barely escaped the swordplay and bloodshed at Sword Peak a while ago, but in the following days they were subjected to several more baptisms of ear-piercing demonic sounds.

In the inner sect's basic talisman cultivation course.

The Third Elder lectured intently: "The core power of the formation lies in..."

Yunxi, in the air, echoed, "Ahhh, brakes! I need to brake..."

"..." The Third Elder paused for a moment before continuing, "It depends on the talisman, and of course, the placement of the talisman is also crucial."

"Master, go away..."

"Fourth Senior Brother, move aside, don't block my car!"

Qi Jue, standing beside her on the Du'e Sword, looked exactly like someone teaching an old lady to ride a bicycle: "Junior Sister, don't be nervous, listen to me, relax, relax, take a deep breath..."

"..."

A large "well" character appeared above the Third Elder's head as he took a deep breath, following Qi Jue's voice and the clouds above.

He gave a forced smile and continued explaining, "The most crucial point is to combine spiritual power with mental focus..."

"I didn't press the clutch..."

Yunxi started arguing with the sword beneath her feet: "Don't accelerate on your own..."

Taking a driving test is always a painful experience.

Driving school instructor Cheng Jiangui and outstanding graduate Qi Jue provided escort on either side.

The Third Elder closed the door, a deathly smile on his face: "Alright, calm down, don't listen to the noise outside, let's continue..."

"Stop..." This time it was Cheng Jiangui who shouted at the top of his lungs, "Little apprentice, up, up! You can't keep flying straight..."

"That's a school over there..."

Immediately afterwards, there was a series of clanging and banging sounds, like wood breaking.

A sudden earthquake shook the ground, and a large hole was smashed in the roof.

The Third Elder felt a tremor beneath his feet as an unidentified creature fell from the sky and landed at his feet.

The crossbeams on the roof beams also hit him directly on the head.

"..."

"..."

After a while, the dust settled.

Feeling the death stare, Yunxi politely raised her hand and waved, "Hello..."

The lecturing master, who had been standing on the platform pontificating, didn't utter a word. Instead, he used the roof beam as a bowling club and ruthlessly swung it at her, sending her flying back into the sky as a shooting star.

"Cheng Jiangui," the Third Elder said, carrying a bowling club as he walked out of the dilapidated classroom.

"Get your apprentice out of here right now!"

Cheng Jiangui protested, "What did my apprentice do to you? Look how lively she is!"

He hadn't seen the Lingxiao Sect so lively in a long time.

The Third Elder swept his gaze in their direction with a calm, unwavering look.

Cheng Jiangui immediately shut up.

Okay, he admits it.

"..."

Night Ember watched the whole thing with a complicated expression.

"Speaking of which..."

Unable to contain his urge to complain, he asked Cheng Jiangui, "Don't you know... that flying on swords is forbidden in the River of No Return?"

"???"

Cheng Jiangui was stunned.

There seems to be a ridiculous rule in the River of No Return.

The man turned his back and said, "Hey, whether you learn it sooner or later, it's all the same~"

Cheng Jiangui silently gazed at the sky, his back view bearing the marks of time.

Actually... he just forgot.

Nightfall: "..."

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