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"It's because you're willing to put in the effort. Alright, you've reached the second level, not bad. I'll now teach you the method for the third level as well."

The main cultivation methods of Taiji Xuanqing Dao are considered complete once you reach the third level. After that, it depends more on each person's aptitude, comprehension, and perseverance.

Jiang Xiaochuan carefully explained the key points and action routes of the third level of Qi induction, Qi cultivation, and Yuan Qi to Zhang Xiaofan in great detail.

Zhang Xiaofan listened very carefully.

Two more years will pass quickly, and the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament will be held soon.

That afternoon, Jiang Xiaochuan sneaked into the kitchen to see what they would be having for dinner.

As soon as I entered, I saw Zhang Xiaofan squatting by the stove, gesturing wildly and muttering to himself as he looked at the pots and pans.

Jiang Xiaochuan leaned over, squatted down, and asked, "What are you doing, Xiaofan? Why are you arguing with the bowl?"

Zhang Xiaofan was startled. When he saw it was him, he shook his head embarrassedly: "Senior Brother Jiang, I... I'll try... A few days ago when I was washing dishes, I think... I think I felt that when I concentrated my mental energy, the bowl... moved a little."

Jiang Xiaochuan raised an eyebrow, and suddenly understood.

Is this... about to break through to the fourth level of Jade Purity?

Good lad, that's much faster than the senior brothers!

The practice of combining Buddhism and Taoism is indeed quite effective.

He felt a surge of joy, a smile spreading across his face. He patted Zhang Xiaofan on the shoulder and said, "You're doing great! Almost at the fourth level of Jade Purity! Thanks a lot!"

Zhang Xiaofan was stunned at first, then his face lit up with great joy, and he stammered as he spoke.

"R-Really, Senior Brother Jiang?! I... I can fly on a sword like you guys now?"

"Of course! Keep up the good work and try to break through to the fourth level before the Seven Peaks Tournament. Then you'll be able to fly up to Tongtian Peak on your own!" Jiang Xiaochuan said with a smile.

Zhang Xiaofan's face flushed with excitement, and he gave a loud "Mmm," his eyes sparkling as if stars were twinkling in them.

After the initial excitement, Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly remembered something.

In the original story, Zhang Xiaofan's magic weapon was a fusion of the fire poker, the soul-devouring staff, the blood-devouring bead, and the soul-capturing staff.

But now, with the Bloodthirsty Bead pressed against his chest, the Soul-Sealing Bead... seems to have seeped into his bones.

What about Zhang Xiaofan? He can't go to the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament empty-handed, can he? A machete for cutting bamboo won't do.

He stroked his chin, looking at Zhang Xiaofan who was still immersed in excitement, and hesitated before saying, "Xiaofan, you're almost at the fourth level. You can start thinking about crafting your own magic weapon. What kind of magic weapon do you want?"

Zhang Xiaofan was taken aback by the question, a thoughtful expression on his face. He hesitated and asked, "Refine magic weapons? Master said before that according to the old rules of Qingyun Sect, we have to go down the mountain to find suitable spiritual materials to refine them ourselves?"

Jiang Xiaochuan gave him a light flick on the forehead, annoyed, and said, "Are you stupid?! The Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament is just around the corner. How can you have time to slowly go down the mountain to find materials to refine it? By the time you finish refining it, the tournament will be over!"

Zhang Xiaofan covered his forehead, feeling wronged and bewildered.

"Then... what should we do?"

Jiang Xiaochuan looked at him and said, "So I'm asking you, what kind of magical weapon do you want? A sword, a knife, a spear, an axe, or some other unusual weapon?"

Zhang Xiaofan thought about it seriously, his face slightly red, and whispered, "I...I saw Jingyu's sword, it's so powerful, its aura is amazing...I...I also want a celestial sword."

After saying that, he seemed to realize he had been a bit too ambitious, and lowered his head in embarrassment, saying, "Was my expectation... too high?"

Jiang Xiaochuan shook his head, not saying whether his requirements were high or not, but asked again: "Do you really want to practice swordsmanship?"

Zhang Xiaofan raised his eyes, his gaze filled with longing and a hint of timidity, but he still nodded: "Mm!"

"Okay!" Jiang Xiaochuan patted his butt and stood up. "Wait here."

He turned and went to Shoujing Hall, where Tian Buyi was holding an ancient book and reading it, his face expressionless.

"Master!" Jiang Xiaochuan grinned and went over.

Tian Buyi didn't even lift his eyelids, and said, "What do you want now? I'm broke."

Jiang Xiaochuan rubbed his hands and said, "No, no, Master, I have something to discuss with you. That kid Xiaofan is almost at the fourth level of Jade Purity, and the Seven Sects Martial Arts Tournament is just around the corner. He needs a suitable weapon, right? Do you have any spare immortal swords or anything? We could give him one."

Tian Buyi seemed to still be in shock about Zhang Xiaofan almost reaching the fourth level of the Jade Purity Realm, and was still reading.

Seeing that Tian Buyi ignored him, Jiang Xiaochuan immediately resorted to shamelessness, grabbing Tian Buyi's hand and shaking it.

"Master, please help me out, considering how hard I've worked these past few years and improved the food and water quality on Dazhu Peak."

"Besides, in the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament, if our Great Bamboo Peak disciples don't even have a decent magic weapon, wouldn't we be a laughingstock? You'd lose face too!"

Tian Buyi was annoyed by his shaking and shook off his hand.

"Get lost! Don't give me that crap. Haven't I lost face enough times already? One more won't make a difference."

Jiang Xiaochuan drawled out, shamelessly pleading, "Master, you're the best, you love your disciple the most! Please have mercy! Xiaofan is your disciple too, you can't just stand by and watch him go to the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament empty-handed, can you?"

Tian Buyi was driven to desperation by his persistence, but still stubbornly retorted, "Hmph! You're such a busybody. The storeroom key is with your master's wife. Go get it yourself and don't bother me."

Jiang Xiaochuan's eyes lit up, and he quickly thanked him, "Thank you, Master!"

After saying that, he ran off to find Su Ru.

After getting the key from Su Ru, I spent half a day rummaging through the storeroom, but there wasn't much in it.

After much deliberation, he finally chose a celestial sword with a dark blue body, a long blade, and faint lightning patterns.

He handed the sword to Tian Buyi for inspection.

Tian Buyi took it, drew the sword from its sheath, ran his fingers along the blade, and felt it.

He nodded and said, "'Yuan Lei'. It's a sword left behind by a master who was skilled in thunder magic. It's of decent quality, upright and powerful."

Jiang Xiaochuan grinned and said, "Master, that kid Xiao Fan went from the first floor to the second floor in just one year, and now he's almost at the fourth floor. Isn't that speed a slap in the face?"

Tian Buyi was about to hand him the sword when he heard this and paused, as if he had just realized the truth.

He stood there stunned for a moment, his expression a mix of surprise, disbelief, or something else entirely.

Jiang Xiaochuan laughed heartily at his expression, "What's wrong, Master? Only now realizing? Who called him a blockhead back then? Doesn't your face hurt now?"

Tian Buyi snapped out of his daze, feeling a bit embarrassed. He shoved the sword into Jiang Xiaochuan's arms and snapped, "Get lost! Take the sword and get out of here! Don't try to show off in front of me!"

But deep in his eyes, a hint of satisfaction and...relief finally flickered?

Jiang Xiaochuan, clutching the Abyss Thunder Sword, happily went to find Zhang Xiaofan.

When Zhang Xiaofan received the heavy, dark blue immortal sword, his hands trembled. He stroked the cold blade, feeling the thunderous aura, and his eyes instantly reddened.

"Senior Brother Jiang... I..."

"Alright, enough with the 'I-I-I'. Get familiar with it properly. Fight well in the Seven Peaks Martial Arts Tournament and strive to bring glory to our Great Bamboo Peak!"