I work as a security guard at a cemetery, and I overhear the dead chatting about getting rich quick.

The next morning.

This was Pei Zhaochuan's first time participating in an exchange on modern cultivation systems.

The location was not set up in a conference room.

Ji Nanxing thought meetings were a waste of time.

They pulled people directly into the experimental field.

"Look at the data if you want to."

These are her exact words.

Pei Zhaochuan had no objection.

One hundred second-batch test subjects are undergoing pre-pulse assessment.

Machines measure physical fitness.

The spiritual energy sensor measures the response.

The medical team examines the tolerance of meridians and organs.

The ancient cultivation consultant is responsible for observing "qi sensation" in the traditional sense.

Everything is ultimately integrated into the same model.

Pei Zhaochuan watched for half an hour.

"You even count eating and sleeping?"

Ji Nanxing didn't even look up.

"It would affect the result, so why doesn't it count?"

"We didn't consider these things when we selected apprentices."

"So you missed someone."

Pei Zhaochuan was momentarily speechless.

But he wasn't angry.

Instead, he laughed.

Xie Hongyi said you were very rude.

Ji Nanxing finally looked up.

"She's talking about me behind my back?"

Xie Hongyi just walked in.

My steps stopped.

"I don't."

Pei Zhaochuan calmly added insult to injury.

"Her exact words were, 'That woman surnamed Ji speaks like she's cutting meat with a knife.'"

Xie Hongyi: "..."

Standing next to Linye Station, I realized for the first time that Pei Zhaochuan might be more troublesome than he appeared.

They'll stir up trouble.

And he didn't even flinch.

11:00 AM.

Pei Zhaochuan volunteered to have his physical data tested.

Ji Nanxing was very happy.

A genuine, top-tier ancient cultivator's young sample.

You can't get it even if you beg for it normally.

After the results came out.

The laboratory fell silent for a brief moment.

Cardiopulmonary capacity.

Far surpassing modern athletes.

Bone density.

Muscle burst.

Neural response.

All errors.

The circulation of spiritual energy is even more exaggerated.

His internal circulation is not a simple microcosmic orbit.

Of the twelve main veins, nine have already formed stable connections.

Each breath.

The spiritual energy almost automatically completes a small cycle within the body.

There was no obvious pause.

There is also no preparation action for "activating a spell".

Upon hearing this, Lin Yekai's brows furrowed slightly.

This is what Xie Hongyi said in its entirety.

He used to play mysterious tricks.

Xuanxu's strength lies in his many abilities.

It is possible to switch between different capabilities.

Pei Zhaochuan is completely different.

He took a step.

Breathing is a form of cultivation.

Grip the sword.

It is also a form of cultivation.

He even sat there talking to people.

The body's internal circulation never truly stopped.

Wanling clicked his tongue in the scripture.

"Now that's more like someone from a proper major sect."

"Weren't you an elder of the ancient sect before?"

"Can the Beast Taming Sect and sword cultivators be compared?"

"What's different?"

"I'm richer."

"..."

Lin Ye ignored it.

in the afternoon.

Pei Zhaochuan went to the practical testing ground.

Ji Nanxing wanted to see the real-time data of "Gu Xiu's complete combat status".

Xie Hongyi also became interested.

"Who are we going to fight?"

Cheng Fang originally wanted to go.

Pei Zhaochuan shook his head.

"There's no need."

He pointed to the twelve high-speed moving targets in the training area.

"Drive as fast as you can."

The operator was taken aback.

"Twelve units?"

"Um."

The target drone is started.

Fastest speed.

The route is random.

Twelve targets rushed out simultaneously from different directions.

In modern training, this model is not designed for one person at all.

Pei Zhaochuan drew his sword.

Lin Ye only heard one sound.

Clang.

The sword light didn't even cover the entire training ground.

very short.

The first moving target split in the middle.

The second one.

The third station.

It stopped at the twelfth station.

The whole process took less than four seconds.

Even more outrageous is...

When Pei Zhaochuan returned to his original spot, his breathing was steady.

The pulse only increased by a dozen or so beats per minute.

The operator looked at the broken targets scattered all over the ground.

"Will you compensate me?"

Pei Zhaochuan froze.

He showed obvious confusion for the first time.

Lin Ye almost laughed.

really.

Even the most powerful ancient cultivators fear modern bills.

Ji Nanxing completely ignored the target.

She was looking at the curve.

"Twelve sword strikes."

"The body's center of gravity only shifted completely four times."

"The other eight times were corrected using spiritual energy."

Xie Hongyi glanced at the data.

"Taiheng's 'Nine Turns Balance Body'".

"Movement technique?"

"Foundational Law"

Her expression turned serious.

"He's been training since he was a child."

Lin Ye asked:

"Can you do it?"

"Twelve is fine."

"A few seconds?"

"Shut up."

Lin Ye knew the answer.

Pei Zhaochuan is indeed strong.

Not the kind of fake genius who's only there to get slapped in the face by the protagonist.

The last test of the afternoon has ended.

Pei Zhaochuan suddenly looked at Lin Ye.

"Aren't you going to try?"

"Try what?"

"Let me see your deadly killing technique."

Many people in the study room looked up.

Lin Ye did not agree immediately.

Pei Zhaochuan smiled.

"rest assured."

"We're not competing to win or lose today."

"Then what are we comparing?"

"I want to know."

He sheathed his sword.

"A person without a complete lineage of a sect."

"Why are there so many small pieces?"

"Piece together your own."

That statement is very accurate.

The paths in the woods are naturally complicated.

The Return of All Spirits to the Origin Chapter.

Nine breaths of spiritual energy.

Keep the gods.

Swimming in nine steps.

Hidden breath.

He had just learned the Folding Wind Step.

In addition, there's a whole set of things derived from Spirit Hearing.

In Fang Guzong's eyes.

This is called piecing things together.

But the Wanlai Killing Technique originated from these things.

Lin Ye walked towards the center of the field.

"You want to see it."

"Then let's see."

Xie Hongyi suddenly spoke.

"Don't use your full strength."

Lin Ye turned back.

"Should I tell me or him?"

"With you."

"Afraid I'll get hurt?"

"I'm afraid you'll embarrass yourself."

Lin Ye chuckled.

Pei Zhaochuan smiled too.

Five minutes later.

The two people stepped into the training area.

There was no referee.

There was no live stream.

It was just a trial run.

Pei Zhaochuan didn't even draw his sword.

"Come."

Lin Ye gradually withdrew his aura.

The breath-concealing technique is activated.

Lingting opened.

next second.

The wind-swept steps begin.

For the first time, Lin Ye truly charged towards a complete ancient sect prodigy.

After three moves.

boom!

Lin Ye took seven steps back.

Pei Zhaochuan.

Not a single step was retreated.

The entire training area fell silent.

Pei Zhaochuan looked up.

"good."

Lin Ye moved his numb wrist.

"You call that good?"

"It's better than I expected."

"You're thinking too lowly."

Pei Zhaochuan finally burst out laughing.

Xie Hongyi, however, did not.

She only looked at Lin Ye.

After he returned, he said something indifferently.

"Do you believe me now?"

Lin Ye rubbed his wrist.

"What do you believe in?"

"You can't beat him."

Lin Ye glanced at Pei Zhaochuan, who was still standing firmly in the field.

"today."

"We really can't beat them."

Xie Hongyi recognized the word.

"today?"

Lin Ye smiled.

"I didn't say ten days later."