Holy Maiden, wait a minute. Why are you asking me to cultivate again?

"That bastard Song Zhao!"

Inside the Hall of Enforcement, Qiu Chunlian flew into a rage, personally examining Zhang Xing's body: "He was simply a murderous monster!"

"Du Lingfeng dodged it that time!"

"But this time, I've never heard of anyone in the sect who knows soul magic!"

"What a waste of all those Qingling Pills I used to make!"

"All members of the Enforcement Hall, listen to my order: conduct a full-scale search and arrest of Song Zhao throughout the entire clan. Anyone who tries to stop him, seize him!"

Qiu Chunlian was not only angry, but also felt humiliated.

The fact that he sent the Qingling Pill shows that he intended to befriend Song Zhao.

But now Song Zhao has committed murder, doesn't that mean he has poor judgment?

"Hall Master, wait!" Wang Yushu stepped forward and argued, "I am quite familiar with Song Zhao; he is probably not a murderous fiend."

"Judging from the situation, Song Zhao has only been the Grand Elder's disciple for a few days. How could he possibly target Zhang Xing?"

"This disciple believes there is another culprit!"

His reason for speaking up for Song Zhao was partly because he genuinely felt that Song Zhao wouldn't be so inhuman.

On the other hand, if Song Zhao is arrested, my junior sister will be heartbroken again.

"To kill someone after only a few days of being fellow disciples only proves that Song Zhao is an absolute demon!"

The disciple from the Enforcement Hall who had previously conspired with Du Lingfeng to frame Song Zhao revealed a fierce glint in his eyes: "Hall Master, Song Zhao is likely connected to the Holy Maiden. The Sect Master even issued a special order for him before..."

Qiu Chunlian was now truly enraged: "I've already said, whoever it is, seize Song Zhao on sight!"

"Even if the sect leader protects him, I, the hall master, will bring him back to the Enforcement Hall!"

Wang Yushu wanted to say something, but Qiu Chunlian glared at him and stopped him from speaking.

Thus, several hundred members of the Enforcement Hall began their operation within the sect.

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Yunlan Palace, a spiritual cave and mysterious abode.

Lying on the couch, Dongfang Huaizhen was truly enjoying a full-body massage, letting out a comfortable groan.

Then she sensed something was wrong and asked suspiciously, "Your massage technique is so skillful, who have you massaged before?"

"A saintess?"

Song Zhao placed his palm on Dongfang Huaizhen's snow-white, plump thigh: "Never before."

"Perhaps it's the disciple's talent?"

He couldn't very well say that he used to be a chef, and now he's just kneading Dongfang Huaizhen's beautiful legs like pork, could he...?

"I do not believe it."

Dongfang Huaizhen turned around and continued to enjoy the comfort brought by the massage; the fatigue from last night seemed to have eased a lot.

"I have suppressed my inner demons very well, and my cultivation has indeed improved somewhat. You are not lying about that."

She crossed her legs and casually summoned a book from her Xuanfu: "Your talent in swordsmanship is quite good, this is a reward for you."

Song Zhao was still busy with his work, only glancing briefly at the title of the book out of the corner of his eye.

It should be a spell related to swordsmanship.

Only after Dongfang Huaizhen said it was okay did he pick up the book.

"Heavenly Spirit Thorn?"

He glanced through the sword manual and found that it only taught a simple thrusting move in swordsmanship.

"Sect Master, what grade of swordsmanship is this?"

Dongfang Huaizhen lay lazily on the bed: "That's enough for you to cultivate to the Golden Core stage."

"I only fully comprehended the Heavenly Spirit Thorn a few years ago."

"With your current cultivation level, being able to concentrate sword energy into a single point is enough to be considered as having entered the basics of this sword technique..."

"Back in the day, I used it too..."

Before she could finish speaking, a flying sword floated beside Song Zhao, its tip condensing a terrifying sword aura.

"Like this?"

"Hahaha, almost there, almost there, it would be even better if it were a little more concentrated."

Dongfang Huaizhen wore an expression of admiration, but inwardly he was both shocked and horrified.

It takes at least three to five months of training to condense a sword aura at the tip of the sword!

Song Zhao nodded, dissipating the sword energy from the tip of his sword: "What did the sect leader just say? How long did it take you?"

"Haha, about the same as you, it'll only take a few breaths." Dongfang Huaizhen chuckled, his heart pounding.

Back then, she was also in the Qi Refining stage when she cultivated the Heavenly Spirit Thorn, and it took her three whole months to condense a single point of sword energy at the tip of the sword!

She thought to herself, "This kid has practiced swordsmanship before, so he has some basic skills. It's not too exaggerated, well, just average."

"Oh, it seems the sect leader also has a high talent for swordsmanship."

Song Zhao continued to study the Heavenly Spirit Thorn and discovered that the profoundness of this technique lay in the fusion of divine sense and magical power.

Moreover, the divine consciousness plays a leading and guiding role.

A perfectly executed Heavenly Spirit Thrust can pierce through an enemy's protective aura even from a distance of a hundred feet, killing them instantly.

"Sect Master, how long did it take you to master the Heavenly Spirit Itch technique?"

There is a process called "Heavenly Spirit Itch" in the Heavenly Spirit Needling technique, which is a phenomenon in which the divine consciousness is highly concentrated on the Heavenly Spirit.

Reaching this level signifies that one has already begun to understand the basics of the Heavenly Spirit Thorn technique.

Dongfang Huaizhen walked up to Song Zhao with suspicion, but hesitated to say the time.

He's already mastered the Heavenly Spirit Itch? I practiced for a full six months. Hmm, he was probably just asking me out of curiosity.

After making up his mind, Dongfang Huaizhen said, "I mastered the Heavenly Spirit Itch on the second day back then."

Song Zhao looked surprised: "Sect Master is indeed a master of swordsmanship."

"Fool, if she were a master swordsman, why would she have used a gun when fighting her inner demons?"

The witch couldn't help but make a comment.

Song Zhao responded mentally, "Senior, you need to know how to make a woman happy."

He touched the top of his head, and it was indeed itchy.

Then he made a sword incantation, and the sword energy on the flying sword condensed into a point, which shot out of the Xuan Mansion like lightning!

Bang! Thump thump thump thump!

This thrust actually pierced a hole in the large plum tree on the island, and the lake surface was also hit by the sword mark, blasting out four huge splashes of water!

"What are you going to do!"

Dongfang Huaizhen got up and went outside the Xuan Mansion. He was stunned when he saw this scene.

How much time has passed? Five breaths? Or three breaths?

The man who said he would risk his life to save her last night has already mastered the Heavenly Spirit Thorn.

"Hmm, your thrust was good, but you still need to improve."

Dongfang Huaizhen landed, a rare look of appreciation appearing on his usually indifferent face.

She had originally planned to teach Song Zhao, but now it seemed unnecessary.

"Sect Master, Sect Master's Order." Song Zhao sheathed his flying sword and extended his hand with a smile.

The law enforcement hall outside would definitely believe that he killed Zhang Xing. Without the sect leader's order, he would have no way to defend himself if he went out.

"We don't need the sect leader's token anymore; you can keep this one."

"From now on, no one in the sect will dare to bully you."

A jade token flew to Song Zhao, with "Heavenly Martial Divine Splendor" engraved on the front and "Sect Master's Decree" on the back.

This token is clearly Dongfang Huaizhen's personal token. Holding it is equivalent to the sect leader being present in person, which is a great power within the Tianwu Sect!

"Thank you, Sect Master!"

Song Zhao received the sect leader's decree with great joy.

Dongfang Huaizhen smiled faintly, puffing out her large, voluptuous breasts, and said, "Don't be in such a hurry to thank me."

"If I summon you in the future, you must come, understand? Otherwise, the decree will be revoked."

Song Zhao nodded, then asked, "Why did the sect leader summon me here?"

"Pretending to be ignorant when you know the truth!" Dongfang Huaizhen scolded, a faint blush rising on her fair and delicate face.