Lin Chu listened to every word of these discussions.

I was speechless.

It's already the 35th floor!

Why do these people still love to gossip?

As expected, humans can never escape the fundamental logic of simply being a gossipmonger.

Lin Che, on the other hand, listened with great interest and satisfaction.

He carried the knife, his back ramrod straight.

Especially when he heard someone say, "The Master of the Glazed Sword is following behind them," he felt as if he had been doused with celestial dew, so comfortable that he almost burst out laughing.

See it.

The master of the Glazed Sword in the Primordial Spirit Realm, and the daughter-in-law of our Lin family.

Would you believe me if I told you?

Lin Chu felt somewhat helpless.

He turned his gaze away and looked at Jian Li.

"Have you been inside these ruins?"

Jian Li raised her chin, her tone carrying a hint of smugness.

"nature."

"I was planning to bring you here anyway, what a coincidence."

Lin Chu smiled.

"Come on, lead the way."

"Okay."

Jian Li smiled and naturally reached out to grab Lin Chu's wrist, pulling him forward.

This action seemed to be intended to prove to those who had just been discussing it that their thinking was correct.

Ao Tianxin knew exactly what the little girl was thinking, so he shook his head and smiled, then followed along with the others.

As the streaks of light disappeared directly into the ruined palace complex, the people outside began to discuss amongst themselves.

"Was I seeing things? Did she reach out and pull Lin Chu?"

"Are you seeing things? I saw it too."

"Why does this Glazed Sword Master seem a bit different from the legends..."

"Rumor has it that she is as cold as ice, and apart from a few elders in the sect, she doesn't give anyone a kind look."

"I think her eyes are practically glued to Lin Chu's body."

Many people gritted their teeth, their tone laced with sourness.

"That Lin Chu, he's only been on the Emperor's Road for a short time, yet he already has Ao Tianxin and four female sword attendants by his side, and now he has the Glazed Sword Master as well."

"A spoiled brat!"

"Exactly, bringing so many women with him on his journey to the Imperial Road for training!"

A middle-aged cultivator with a weathered face rolled his eyes.

"Come on."

"If he's a spoiled brat, then what about us old fogies stuck on the 35th floor? Aren't we even worse than useless trash?"

The person who had spoken earlier opened their mouth but didn't say anything more, their face turning bright red.

"Oh."

The middle-aged cultivator withdrew his gaze and remained silent.

……

Inside the ruins.

Unlike the ruins outside, stepping inside feels like entering another world.

A very long passageway leads straight ahead, with broken stone statues standing on both sides.

Each one was a hundred feet tall, but all of them had their heads cut off by some kind of force.

Light leaked through the cracks in the dome, illuminating the scratches on the walls.

The further you go in, the stronger the sense of antiquity becomes.

Jian Li walked at the very front.

She was clearly very familiar with this place.

Occasionally, he would see some drifting array fluctuations ahead, but he didn't even bother to furrow his brow. With a casual slash of his sword, he cleaved the array patterns in two.

Sometimes, you don't even see how she draws her sword; the air just trembles, and the obstacle in front of you disappears.

Lin Chu followed behind, feeling increasingly emotional as they walked.

This ruin, which had stopped many people, looked almost as peaceful as Jian Li had.

It's not that there are no crises.

Instead, those dangers were completely dismantled before they even had a chance to get close.

Lin Che was dumbfounded.

"My sister-in-law is awesome."

Lin Chu:?

Lin Che covered his mouth.

"Slip of the tongue, slip of the tongue."

Led by Jian Li, the group moved almost without stopping.

In less than half an hour, they had traversed the entire outer area.

We arrived at the very heart of the ruins.

This is a very spacious area with a very high dome and a floor covered with a layer of light blue jade.

In the very center, nine cylindrical stone platforms are arranged in a neat row, with dozens of prayer cushions neatly placed in front of them.

At that moment, six or seven people were sitting cross-legged on prayer mats with their eyes closed.

A Daoist aura circulated around them, making each person's figure appear hazy and indistinct.

Jian Li stood at the doorway and casually pointed ahead.

"arrive."

"This is it."

Lin Chu spotted Lin Yuan at a glance.

His back was straight as a sword, and he seemed a little thinner than I remembered.

Lin Chu breathed a sigh of relief, exchanged a glance with Lin Che, and smiled.

"Big brother..."

Jian Li dropped her playful smile and lowered her voice.

"A law can be visualized here: each person only has one chance."

"The rules are random; what you can understand depends entirely on your own opportunities."

"I originally planned to bring everyone here after I found my older brother."

Lin Chu nodded.

"And now you..."

"I don't need it."

Jian Li raised her chin.

"I have already visualized it."

"So from now on, I will stay here and you can focus on your studies."

After saying that, she took two steps forward, found a stone platform near the door, and sat down with her sword in her arms.

Lin Chu didn't waste any time and led everyone forward.

Lin Che, Ao Tianxin, and the sword servants also chose to sit on the futons around Lin Chu.

Without anyone saying a word, everyone quieted down at almost the same moment.

The surrounding Daoist aura surged in like a tide, slowly engulfing everyone.

The vast space fell silent once more.

Jian Li's gaze swept over everyone before finally settling on Lin Chu's face again.

The corners of her mouth curved into a smile.

Now I can openly keep an eye on my master.

……

Lin Chu's mind sank.

The Enlightenment Seed within his body trembled slightly, as if sensing something.

Immediately afterwards, a profound aura invaded his sea of ​​consciousness.

The third character of the Nine Syllable Mantra.

"Array".

Why are we resonating with each other here ahead of time?

Lin Chu's heart skipped a beat, followed by a surge of joy.

It should be understood that the principles of visualization are, in the end, nothing more than "visualization".

Whether one can truly grasp the rudiments of the principles is still uncertain, let alone internalize them.

But the Nine Syllable Mantra within one's own body is a real thing.

If one can resonate with this wisp of Daoist charm, one can obtain a law ahead of schedule with 100% certainty.

Lin Chu suppressed her surging thoughts, steadied her mind, and let the wisp of Daoist charm sink into the depths of her sea of ​​consciousness, slowly settling down.

……

Outside of the ruins.

Amidst a murmur of discussion, many people's attention was drawn to a particular figure.

She's a little girl.

His hair was somewhat disheveled, and his face was frighteningly pale.

It was a mess.

On these thirty-five floors, everyone who has made it this far bears the marks of battle.

But it's rare to see someone as disheveled as her.

Moreover, the girl appeared to be seriously injured.

The monks surrounding the ruins all turned to look.

"Whose junior is this? He's injured like this and still running here."

"Could there be some kind of monster chasing us?"

"I haven't seen him."

"He looks young, but he's got quite the nerve."

An elderly man with half-gray hair and beard sighed and kindly stepped forward to offer some advice.

"Little girl, don't go any further."

"It's extremely dangerous in there. If you go in like this, you might not come back."

Qinglian paused in her steps.

She looked up, forcing a smile across her pale face.

"Thank you, senior."

"However... I can't wait any longer."

His voice was soft and hoarse, with a hint of stubbornness.

The old man wanted to persuade her further, but Qinglian had already turned her gaze away and looked at the dilapidated palace complex.

Deep within the ruins, she could sense the familiar, chilling aura of the Devourer Clan.

It's at least a Golden Immortal level being! In the Emperor's Path, who else but that thing could possess such an aura?

"Cang Li..."

"wait for me."

Gritting her teeth, Qinglian no longer hesitated and strode towards the ruins.

On the periphery, the old man sighed.

Several cultivators looked in the direction she disappeared and shook their heads.

"Young people today."

"They're all incredibly reckless."

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