I Possess a Scroll of Demon-Subduing Records

Zi Daoren had no idea what the uncultured Fifth Patriarch was thinking. Worried that the Fifth Patriarch might not understand if he spoke too tactfully, he simply spoke more directly, saying, "What I was thinking was that we have different tastes in scenery, and it seems a bit of a waste of time to visit them together."

How about we split up for now, each going our own way, and then meet up again in Kunlun?

The Fifth Patriarch was immediately intrigued upon hearing this. He had no intention of acting with the Purple Daoist, but now he realized that the Purple Daoist shared the same idea.

It's inconvenient for the two of them to be together and looking at each other. It would be better if they went their separate ways and eventually met up at Kunlun.

"Since you think this is better, then we'll do as you say."

The two exchanged a smile, everything understood without a word.

Having said all the polite words, it's time for everyone to go their separate ways.

Having escaped the Five Ancestors, Zi Daoren rushed to Longhu Mountain without stopping. On the way, he took the opportunity to change his appearance and transformed into Zhang Chengye's appearance again.

There are many things he can't do himself, so it's necessary to put on a cover.

After the Purple Daoist left, the Fifth Patriarch was not idle. He felt that there seemed to be something special about Mount Tai, like a naturally formed magic array. Now that the Purple Daoist was gone, he could investigate it in detail.

Neither of them took Lin Yi's matter to heart, and neither of them came looking for him.

Lin Yi's plan to wait passively for the opportunity to come to him has likely been a long one.

After settling his family in the Crystal Palace, he began to test Wang Jinxuan and Xiaocao's cultivation levels.

Only after he had a younger apprentice did he feel even more guilty towards his two older apprentices.

There are also three apprentices.

He had at least taught his two eldest disciples something, but his third disciple's whereabouts were unknown.

We can make amends to the third apprentice later. Now that we have time, let's teach the two apprentices properly.

"What level have you all reached now?"

Lin Yi estimated that Wang Jinxuan should be around the seventh or eighth rank. Although Xiao Cao's talent was a bit higher, her cultivation time was still short, so she would probably be about the same as Wang Jinxuan.

"Master, I've reached the eighth rank."

Wang Jinxuan answered in a light and cheerful voice.

Lin Yi: "..."

"This silly child is quite happy," Lin Yi wondered. "With He Dong and Bai Lianxian teaching them together, how come their cultivation level is so low?"

Where's the grass?

"Also an eighth-rank official."

Lin Yi: "..."

It seems that neither of the eldest nor the second disciple is particularly talented.

Lin Yi sighed inwardly. His disciples were not very talented, and he had neglected to discipline them. He was afraid that these two disciples would have limited futures.

He secretly thought to himself that he would train him well in the future, but said aloud, "How are your swordsmanship and footwork training going?"

"It has already reached its full potential."

Wang Jinxuan's answer surprised Lin Yi quite a bit. His cultivation level wasn't high, but his swordsmanship was maxed out.

Then they must have gone astray.

No matter how well you practice your swordsmanship, if your spiritual cultivation is lacking, it's all for naught.

No matter how exquisite the swordsmanship, it is insignificant in the face of overwhelming strength.

"let me see."

Lin Yi rarely gave lessons to his two disciples, so he naturally put in extra effort. However, Wang Jinxuan said, "If it's just playing around, we won't see anything. Master, why don't you lower your cultivation level and fight us?"

"Wow, you've got some nerve."

Lin Yi smiled and agreed to what Wang Jinxuan had said.

The two then each took out a sword.

Wang Jinxuan's sword was very large, a massive sword called Chongque, while Xiaocao's sword was small, long and thin, somewhat resembling Bai Lianxian's Poison Fang Sword.

"Master, are you ready? We're about to go!"

Wang Jinxuan gripped the sword with both hands, his eyes clearly gleaming with malice.

It seems that her skills have improved considerably, otherwise she wouldn't have proposed this live-fire exercise.

As for the little grass, she had a low profile and didn't say anything, so she just lurked to the side.

Let's begin!

Lin Yi stood with his hands behind his back, adopting a posture that suggested he was ready to be attacked.

He wouldn't suppress his cultivation level, since the cultivation level of his physical body was already there, and he couldn't suppress it even if he wanted to.

He could only use as little force as possible; considering their respective cultivation levels, he only needed to use one-thousandth of his strength.

As for the sword, he didn't need to draw it.

If even his two young apprentices could force him to draw his sword, he would lose face terribly.

Lin Yi thought this should be a competition of swordsmanship, but as soon as Wang Jinxuan made his move, Lin Yi knew he was wrong.

Wang Jinxuan swung his greatsword and slashed down with such force that it was something no eighth-grade cultivator could possess.

The wind howled as Wang Jinxuan, such a petite woman, wielded a giant sword almost as big as herself, which was quite an odd sight.

Lin Yi did not directly confront Wang Jinxuan's attack.

If he were to take the hit head-on, he would be bullying others by relying on his superior skills. Since it's a contest of swordsmanship, then the focus should be on developing the right techniques.

His dynamic vision and lightning-fast reflexes already give him a significant advantage.

Lin Yi didn't know how to suppress this ability, so he could only let it take its natural course.

Anyway, this battle was only to test the abilities of his two apprentices. The outcome was not important; he just needed to see their true level.

Lin Yi calmly dodged Wang Jinxuan's sword strike, but suddenly felt a chill down his back.

Fortunately, he always remembered to watch out for the grass, otherwise the sword would have already pierced his body.

Even so, the sword was so close that Lin Yi was only able to react and barely dodge it.

What a treacherous sword!

Little Grass is probably a born assassin. Even with Lin Yi's high level of skill, he almost fell for her trick. This barely perceptible passive effect is truly outrageous.

Xiaocao was also very calm and composed. Seeing that her attack had failed, she did not linger in the fight. She made a spell and disappeared into the darkness.

If Lin Yi didn't have the Heavenly Eye, he might not have been able to find her once she hid.

Because of the powerful cheating effect of Tianmu, Lin Yi pretended not to see it, ignored Xiaocao who was preparing to launch another sneak attack, and focused his main attention on Wang Jinxuan.

The two worked together quite well, one in the open and the other in the shadows.

One side openly and honestly engages in a head-on attack, while the other side sneaks up from the shadows to launch a sneak attack.

Given the nature of grass, it's no exaggeration to say that anyone below the third rank probably can't escape their tricks.

As for whether cultivators of the third rank or higher can withstand it, that depends on how long Wang Jinxuan can hold out against a third-rank cultivator.

Overall, the surprise that Xiaocao brought to Lin Yi was quite good.

After praising her, Lin Yi decided to take her down one by one. Since Wang Jinxuan had the courage to challenge him, Lin Yi also wanted to experience her true level.

As for Xiaocao, Lin Yi naturally instructed her to launch a sneak attack.

At this moment, the grass has begun to gather its strength for the next attack.

At this moment, Wang Jinxuan brandished his greatsword and slashed at Lin Yi with wide, sweeping strokes. Lin Yi used his fingers as swords and fought back against Wang Jinxuan.

They only competed in sword techniques, not in cultivation level or status. Wang Jinxuan's swordplay was wide and sweeping, so Lin Yi engaged her in close combat. At such close range, Wang Jinxuan's two-handed sword was definitely ineffective.

As long as Lin Yi engages her in close combat, he guarantees she won't be able to use a single sword move.

Of course, Lin Yi used minimal force, only damaging the sword, not the person.

However, just as Lin Yi grabbed Wang Jinxuan's sword hilt with one hand, Wang Jinxuan suddenly exerted force so strong that Lin Yi didn't even have time to react.

When he fought Wang Jinxuan, he deliberately held back his strength, afraid of hurting him. Little did he know that Wang Jinxuan had a trick up his sleeve.

Caught off guard by the sudden attack, Lin Yi was pushed and fell to the ground.

He did have a way to defuse the awkward situation, but before he could do anything, Wang Jinxuan grabbed his wrist and took the opportunity to wrap his legs around his waist.

Xiaocao's sword was placed at his neck, but she didn't stab him; however, it could still be considered a victory for her.

So Lin Yi stopped resisting and let himself fall.

At this moment, Lin Yi was still a little confused.

With 100,000 years of cultivation, he was actually punished while playing with an eighth-rank disciple.

He was utterly humiliated, yet Wang Jinxuan still sat on his waist, laughing smugly, "How about that? Aren't we amazing!"

"You're indeed impressive, but you're not rank eight, are you?"

Lin Yi knew very well that an eighth-rank cultivator couldn't possibly have that kind of explosive power.

Wang Jinxuan proudly raised his head and said, "It's true that we are at the eighth rank of Qi Refining, but no one said that we only have the strength of the eighth rank."

Lin Yi: "..."

He spends all his time scheming outside, but today he has been outsmarted by his own apprentice.

Lin Yi wasn't angry; he just found it somewhat amusing and gratifying, saying, "Jinxuan has grown up! I lost today."

Hearing Lin Yi's praise, Wang Jinxuan was naturally delighted, her little face turning pink. She said with a touch of pride, "Master, don't speak so old-fashioned. We don't look that different in age!"

Compared to Wang Jinxuan's arrogance, Xiaocao was much more obedient. After finishing the fight, she silently put away her sword, unlike Wang Jinxuan, who sat on Lin Yi's lap and wouldn't get up.

Lin Yi then spoke up, "Stand up and talk first. I'm very curious about how you guys became so powerful."

"Hmph, I won't get up. Master has taken in new disciples outside, but he doesn't even care what Little Grass and I are doing. He's biased!"

Lin Yi was indeed somewhat at a loss for words, but is that your reason for sitting on your master's lap without getting up?

"I neglected you all before because of the circumstances. Jinxuan, please be good. I will make it up to you in the future."

"You must keep your word! Whatever your little apprentice has, we must have too!"