After breaking up with my girlfriend, I became a Great Sage of the Demon Clan.

Lin Lei is intelligent, so he scoffs at claims that hard work guarantees success and that the world is full of love.

Leng Qing walked up to Lin Lei, who was lying on the ground.

Do you know about the Heart Sword?

Lin Lei asked in surprise.

"The swordsmanship of that genius who came in eighth place in the last four-school competition?"

The Four Schools Competition brings together all the elite students from the academies hosted by the Four Divine Beasts. Even someone as strong as Leng Qing couldn't even get into the top ten when she participated in the competition for the first time. Not only Leng Qing, but most of the other top students didn't rank much in the first one or two times, and only started to show their talents from the third time onwards.

In the previous competition, when Lin Lei participated in the Four Schools Competition for the first time, a swordsman emerged who was so skilled that he won the eighth place championship in his first competition. Even Leng Qing was in a tough battle, and all the participants and judges in the Four Schools Competition called him a genius.

The swordsmanship used by these contestants is a powerful immortal technique called Heart Sword.

"Yes, it's Wu Shanfu's Heart Sword."

Leng Qing looked down at Lin Lei.

"What if I told you that I could get Wu Shanfu to teach you the Heart Sword technique?"

Lin Lei immediately straightened up from the ground, looking at Leng Qing in disbelief.

"Senior, you, you're not kidding, are you?"

Leng Qing didn't speak, but simply took out her phone and dialed a number.

The phone rang for a few seconds, then was answered, and a female voice, even colder than Leng Qing's, came from the phone's speaker.

"Senior Leng?"

"Yes, it's me, Junior Wu. We'll be meeting again in the arena in six months. How have you been these past few months?"

There was no reply from the other end of the phone.

Leng Qing said jokingly.

"I'm afraid that's not a good idea. Is it because your swordsmanship has reached its peak, and there's no one left in the White Tiger Academy who can teach you anymore?"

The other person remained silent.

Leng Qing could only add her own drama to the story.

“Junior Sister Wu, perfect timing! I have a junior brother here whose swordsmanship is divine.”

A faint laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"Divine communication?"

Leng Qing hummed in agreement.

"Yes, in my opinion, that child's swordsmanship is even better than yours last year, much better. Junior, wait a minute, I'll send you a link, you can check it out."

……

Tulip State, White Tiger Academy, a training room.

A beautiful, icy girl, sitting cross-legged like a dragon and exuding an indescribable powerful aura, stared indifferently at her phone. A moment later, a link appeared on a social media platform, and the icy beauty clicked on it.

A video popped up.

This video was shot with a high-powered camera, which is why the icy beauty can see a young man whose whole body is crackling with lightning and a boy who stands still and is constantly attacking and defending with a bamboo sword.

At first, the Ice Queen didn't seem to notice anything, but after only ten seconds, her eyelids twitched.

perfect.

Unprecedented perfection.

For a full minute, the boy standing still was in perfect condition in both attack and defense. Even with the Ice Queen's current perspective, she couldn't find a better angle or move to strike.

If it were just one perfect sword strike in a battle, it would be understandable, but that boy who stood still and didn't move made every single one of his sword strikes.

It lasted a full minute, with a total of over a thousand sword strikes. Each of those strikes seemed to strike the heart of the icy girl, making her tremble with awe at the perfection of each one.

What kind of willpower and unimaginable foundation is needed to wield each sword so perfectly?

Then came the lightning summoned by Ya Zi. The young man finally moved, but his movements, whether it was his positioning or his sword strikes, were still perfect. Even amidst hundreds of lightning bolts per second, the young man walked and swung his sword as if he were strolling in a garden.

The icy girl tried to put herself in the young man's shoes. With her cultivation level, she could actually shatter the lightning and kill Ya Zi directly with just her Heart Sword, but comparisons shouldn't be made like that.

The icy girl simply wanted to be like this young man, without any special abilities or inner swords, relying solely on her awareness, experience, intuition, and technique to meet Lin Lei's challenge.

No...

The difference is too great.

The ice-cold girl exited the video and sent another message to Leng Qing.

"Who is this master? Could you arrange a meeting with me?"

……

Suzaku Academy, Lin Lei's training room.

Leng Qing received a text message from Wu Shanfu.

"Who is this master? Could you arrange a meeting with me?"

Leng Qing knew that Wu Shanfu would take the bait. After all, Leng Qing had fought with Wu Shanfu before and knew very well that Zhou Yan had already surpassed Wu Shanfu in terms of skill.

Of course, if they really fought, Zhou Yan would be completely outmatched by Wu Shanfu.

Leng Qing replied to the message.

"That was one of my juniors, a, well, a very expensive junior."

Wu Shanfu replied quickly.

How expensive?

Leng Qing replied.

"I want the 'Heart Sword'."

Wu Shanfu didn't reply. Leng Qing wasn't in a hurry, so she just watched silently. Five minutes passed before Wu Shanfu finally replied.

“Yes, I can hand over the ‘Heart Sword’.”

Leng Qing couldn't help but curl her lips up under her mask as she looked at Lin Lei to the side.

"I've helped you get the 'Heart Sword'."

Lin Lei, who was watching all this from the side, was dumbfounded.

Leng Qing reminded him.

"Do you understand? This is the concept of perspective, the perspective of failure. As long as you see failure as a resource, you can obtain the prerequisite for success."

After being defeated by Zhou Yan, Lin Lei spent his days staring blankly with his sword, looking like he was questioning the meaning of life. But Leng Qing could turn defeat into resources with just a little thought.

This is the kind of situation Leng Qing was referring to.

Lin Lei said with a start.

"Is this Zhou Yan really worth the 'Heart Sword'?"

Leng Qing shook her head.

“I don’t know, but Wu Shanfu thinks it’s worth it.”

Lin Lei licked his lips and said uneasily.

"Senior, aren't you afraid that Zhou Yan will fight Wu Shanfu and make her even stronger?"

Leng Qing sneered.

Lin Lei is a decent junior, but he's too narrow-minded. He's easily angered and can't think straight because of his anger and hatred.

Leng Qing used Zhou Yan to exchange for the "Heart Sword," but after the exchange, Zhou Yan would definitely fight with Wu Shanfu. As long as Zhou Yan and Wu Shanfu fought, Leng Qing would know exactly how much progress Wu Shanfu had made in the past year.

Perhaps Zhou Yan's training will help Wu Shanfu improve her skills, but Wu Shanfu's personal information will also be revealed to Leng Qing through Zhou Yan.

Is it a bad deal to trade an insignificant junior for Wu Shanfu's "Heart Sword" and information about Wu Shanfu?

It's worth it; it kills two birds with one stone.

Chapter Seventeen Ventilation

Leng Qing left Lin Lei's training room and strolled to the main building of Suzaku Academy.

An hour had passed since Zhuque entered Zhuque Academy. When Leng Qing entered the main building, the teachers had all left or gone to do their work, and the building was now very quiet.

Leng Qing easily went up to the third floor, stopped in front of the principal's office, and knocked on the door again.

"I am Leng Qing."

Leng Qing said from outside the door.

Zhuque's voice came from inside the door.

"Come in, the door's open."

Leng Qing grasped the doorknob and opened the door. The principal's office was a five-square-meter office with simple decorations, including a desk, an office chair, a bookshelf, and a few chairs. This principal's office was originally intended for the principal's use, but after Zhu Que arrived, it naturally became Zhu Que's property.

Leng Qing walked into the office.

Zhuque crossed her hands on her chin and asked with a smile.

"Alright, my lovely little Pulao, what brings you all this way to see me?"

Leng Qing responded.

"I have an idea that should improve our winning rate in the four-school competition."

Zhuque's expression became more serious.

"What is it? Well, just like I said before, you can tell me any ideas you have. As long as they are effective, I will make an exception and approve them."

When Zhuque came to Zhuque Academy, he talked with Leng Qing and his group of top students. He mentioned that the four-school competition would be the most important event next year, and the top students should train hard. They could also express any requests to the school, and the school should help them as much as possible without being stingy.

We must strive to achieve excellent results in this year's four-school competition and in future four-school competitions.

He then praised the school's management for managing the school well and cultivating so many outstanding students.

Leaders, of course, can recite these template phrases fluently, so they can have something to say in any situation.

What Zhuque didn't expect was that less than an hour after she said those words, Leng Qing came knocking on her door.

Leng Qing told him about her relationship with Wu Shanfu.

"Lord Suzaku, there might be a rift between Junior Brother Zhou Yan and me. He might not be willing to let me intervene, so..."

Suzaku understood.

"You little rascal want me to talk to Zhou Yan on your behalf?"

Leng Qing said righteously and sternly.

"Only Lord Suzaku can keep this troublesome junior in check."

Turning failure into a resource was an impromptu idea for Leng Qing. However, as a person with a good mind, Leng Qing easily sorted out all the contradictions in this plan. The result was simple: as long as Wu Shanfu agreed to hand over the Heart Sword, Leng Qing was 99% confident that she could persuade Zhuque to support her and make Zhou Yan work for her for free.

Zhuque nodded.

"Okay, I'll make the arrangements. Go back and wait for news from 'Heart Sword'."

This result is the same as Leng Qing's prediction.

Leng Qing bowed respectfully.

"clear."

Leng Qing turned and left the principal's office.

Zhuque picked up the receiver of the closed-circuit phone next to him and dialed a number.

The number was connected quickly.

"Lord Suzaku? I am Bai Ling."

"Okay, can you arrange that for me..."

Zhuque relayed Leng Qing's report. In her position, many things only require a single instruction, and her assistants will handle the rest.

Of course, Zhou Yan couldn't send his assistant.