Are you really trying to cultivate immortality? Something feels off.

Yu Xintang raised her hand to cover her mouth and nose, laughing wildly.

Nie Zhao silently held his forehead.

Shen Chunri was puzzled: "What's wrong? Did you all understand?"

"In the past, those who studied studied, and those who fed pigs fed pigs," Xie Weixing sighed. "Now the world has changed. Those who study are studying, those who feed pigs are studying, and even the pigs are studying."

Nie Zhao raised the corners of his lips, suppressed his smile, licked his lips, and said nothing.

Yu Xintang, her voice trembling from suppressing laughter, replied, "Once the pig finishes reading the book, the book is still a book, and the pig is still a pig."

Tan Suiting couldn't help but chuckle, a smile playing on his lips as he turned his head and buried his face in Xie Weixing's shoulder.

Shen Chunri blinked in bewilderment, then after a moment of realization, shrieked, "Holy crap, you guys said I'm stupid! You said I'm a pig!"

The remaining four exchanged glances, and could no longer contain themselves, bursting into astonishing laughter, laughing so hard they staggered around in a chaotic mess.

Yu Xintang's shoulders shrugged slightly, his eyebrows curved, and a soft laugh escaped his lips as he put his arm around Nie Zhao's shoulder: "Ouch, my stomach. Senior Sister, don't we have academic classes in our Feng Hua Sect?"

Nie Zhao's tense expression completely disappeared. He lowered his eyes and laughed, shaking his head repeatedly: "My senior uncle taught her, but he couldn't stand her nonsense. One minute she'd be eating some herbs, the next she'd be playing with the Azure Jade. He only taught her for a couple of days before sending her away."

Even the usually taciturn Tan Suiting leaned his head on his senior brother's shoulder, his shoulders shaking, a smile he couldn't hide on his lips, and he tightly gripped Xie Weixing's sleeve, laughing until tears streamed down his face.

Shen Chunri's initial anger turned into a blank expression, then into a cold sneer: "I won't let you get away with this, just you wait..."

[What kind of snake is Shen Mei?]

[What are we going to do, Feng Jilan and Feng Yu? Is everyone in our Feng Hua Sect illiterate? Are you even teaching properly?]

[Your Uncle Feng Jilan can't even read two characters, what kind of good disciples do you expect him to teach?]

[Feng Yu: May Heaven discern the loyal from the treacherous.]

[In this life I'm a teacher, in my past life I was a pig butcher; I'm teaching the pigs I slaughtered in my past life.]

After they finished laughing, they prepared to go to the first floor.

Fu Sheng transformed into a moon-white earring, quietly hanging on Xie Weixing's ear cartilage.

"Isn't this more obedient than Little Chili? At least she picked up a good sword." Xie Weixing chuckled. "Let's go find Feng Lian."

The dragon scales at the waist: !

Just as they were about to go down, Su Boyu woke up for some reason and was tightly bound by Tan Suiting's Nine Locks of Void Binding. The slightest movement caused her to experience sudden pain in all her meridians.

He grabbed the hem of Yu Xintang's clothes as she walked at the very back, blood trickling from his lips: "Save...save me..."

Yu Xintang was so startled she almost jumped up: "Ah!"

The group wasn't frightened by Su Boyu; instead, they were scared half to death by his shout.

"Ah!" Shen Chunri exclaimed, turning her head to glare at Yu Xintang, "Are you crazy?!"

Yu Xintang frowned, trying to pull off the hem of her clothes that was being held, but Su Boyu used a lot of force and she couldn't budge it.

"Brother, I do dislike you," Yu Xintang said earnestly, "but I don't feel the urge to kill you right now. Please let me go, okay?"

Su Boyu grasped his ankle, her eyes gleaming with a growing green light, and pleaded pitifully, "Please... help me..."

Yu Xintang looked up at the group, feeling somewhat helpless.

"Don't look at me," Xie Weixing said, arms crossed, "Your husband."

Shen Chunri, not content with that, added, "Your Daoist partner, your husband, your wife."

Yu Xintang smiled gently, and after a while, she raised her hand without hesitation.

"Bang--!"

An explosive talisman sent Su Boyu flying to the side, where she crashed heavily into a corner.

The usually gentle and refined young master of Penglai Realm raised his hand and slowly straightened his torn clothes, a faint smile playing on his lips: "Get lost."

He did it with the determination to make Su Boyu die.

The scene fell silent.

Xie Weixing: "Hehe."

Who would have thought that the person who was blown to death by an explosive tag would be the most sycophantic character in the original book?

He traced the dragon scales with his fingertips, then looked up at the entrance to the first level of the Sword Tomb, where the mist was swirling and the phantoms of inner demons were faintly visible.

Nie Zhao stepped forward slowly, his cold voice ringing out: "At the end of the Sword Tomb, there are no peerless weapons guarding it, only an ancient barrier of the heart. To enter the first level, one must first pass the test of self-examination, revealing one's true heart before one can pass. Those whose hearts are not firm will not enter."

Yu Xintang sheathed her Four-Sided Sword: "No wonder so few people enter the first level. Asking the mind is much harder than fighting."

Nie Zhao glanced around indifferently: "Inner demons are born from oneself, and no one else can help. The Illusionary Realm of Inquiry will replicate the things that everyone regrets, desires, and is unwilling to face in their hearts. If you waver even slightly, you will find it difficult to move forward."

She gripped the Phoenix Sword at her waist, her expression cold and solemn: "I cultivate the Path of Ruthlessness, and should sever all worldly ties. But who wasn't born of parents? Born of emotions, our hearts are inevitably complicated, and we may not be able to face things calmly."

"If we are ready, we will go in together and each of us will examine our conscience. Remember, do not force yourselves to do anything reckless."

Xie Weixing took the lead and walked into the depths of the thick fog. His clothes swept lightly over the broken stones on the ground, and a red flash appeared on the dragon scale at his waist.

"People are afraid to face their true selves, but the true selves are neither right nor wrong, and obsessions are not sins." Tan Suiting followed closely behind, his whole being cold and aloof. "The bloodline of the dragon clan hates self-deception the most, and I have nothing to hide."

The group of people, in pairs, stepped into the thick, white fog.

The traces of the fight and the sharpness of the weapons in the outside world were all blocked by the mist, and the surroundings were silent. Only the thoughts surging in my heart were magnified infinitely.

Xie Weixing felt layers of sword intent transform into invisible shackles enveloping his body, and he seemed to hear soft whispers constantly lingering in his ears.

He closed his eyes, his mind went blank, and he slowly walked forward.

The sword energy near his ear vanished abruptly.

He opened his eyes and found himself on the first floor.

[? ]

[They're not even going to act anymore, right?]

[You have absolutely no obsession, Your Majesty, stop being so mysterious, okay?]

[I'd also like to see if there's any coming-of-age romance novel about teenage angst.]

[Royalty has no obligation to feel pain]

Xie Weixing sighed and sat down on the stone stool next to him.

System: Two possibilities. First, you are a transmigrator, and the Mind-Questioning Array cannot read your mind. Second, you have no attachments, your mind is clear and transparent, and the Mind-Questioning Array cannot extract anything from you.

Xie Weixing: Being a bit dim-witted has its advantages.

*

Tan Suiting was in a misty place. When he turned his head, he found himself in the East China Sea, which he knew best.

All the dragon clan elders appeared.

"Your Highness, please abandon your ties with your fellow disciples and return to the East Sea, prioritizing the safety of your clan."

"The Feng Hua Sect is not your home; the Tai Xu Dragon Clan of the East Sea is your only true home."

"You are the crown prince of the Dragon Clan and the number one genius in the cultivation world for thousands of years. You should not act so capriciously. You should shoulder the heavy responsibility of your clan, abandon all your weaknesses, and become a cultivator without emotions or desires."

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