The memories of all humanity are awakening, except for mine.

Pei Guoguo's smile froze, but she quickly recovered: "Hmph, the sect leader won't hold it against me."

Besides, I'm just lively, not naughty.

Jiang Chuan was a little confused, but he didn't ask too many questions.

Lin Xiao seemed to sense Jiang Chuan's confusion, so he changed the subject: "Jiang Chuan, you also participated in this mountain gate competition. What do you think of the other opponents? Especially those in the Purple Mansion Realm, like Wang Han, that person is not weak, you have to be careful when dealing with him."

Jiang Chuan thought about it carefully and said, "I also know about it. Wang Han is indeed troublesome. I will pay close attention to him."

Pei Guoguo interjected again: "What are you afraid of? You can definitely beat Jiang Chuan. If he dares to do anything to you, I'll be the first to not let him off the hook."

Lin Xiao said, "Junior Sister Pei, you should take care of yourself first."

As the two were talking, they were about to start arguing again, so Jiang Chuan quickly tried to smooth things over.

"Jiang Chuan, get ready, we're leaving now," Lin Xiao said.

Pei Guoguo chimed in, "Yes, prepare well. Next time we meet, your senior sister will be watching you show off your skills."

After saying that, the two jumped out of the window.

The next day, Jiang Chuan, Jiang Wei, and Sun Qi went to a restaurant for dinner.

Along the way, Jiang Chuan felt that people around him were pointing at him and whispering about something.

Jiang Wei chuckled and teased, "Jiang Chuan, you're famous now, you've become famous overnight, haha."

Jiang Chuan shook his head: "What kind of fame is this? He was struck by lightning and looked so pathetic."

Sun Qi also said, "No matter what, you've made a lasting impression."

Unlike me, I lost the third match, but I'm still quite satisfied with making it into the outer gate.

Jiang Chuan comforted Sun Qi, "Don't be discouraged, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."

We were joking before about clinging to Jiang Wei's coattails, and maybe we really could rely on his strength someday.

Jiang Wei puffed out his chest: "That's right, I, Jiang Wei, will definitely have a bright future and lead you all to great heights."

The three chatted and laughed as they soon arrived at the restaurant.

As soon as Jiang Chuan entered the restaurant, he saw a familiar figure – Tang Zhizhi, the most beautiful girl among the freshmen this year.

Tang Zhizhi also saw them and walked over. "Jiang Wei, it's been a long time," Tang Zhizhi said softly.

Jiang Wei replied, "Miss Tang, I didn't expect to run into you here."

Jiang Chuan noticed that their tone and expressions were somewhat subtle, suggesting that they had an unusual relationship.

Tang Zhizhi is so outstanding in appearance and has such an extraordinary temperament that he may come from the prestigious Tang family of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and Jiang Wei is his surname.

They might be members of a royal family, and there must be a complex background and relationship between them.

After bidding farewell to Jiang Wei, Jiang Chuan walked along the path of the immortal gate, surrounded by constant chatter.

"That's Jiang Chuan, the one who attracts heavenly lightning, don't mess with him."

"Leifa is terrifying."

Jiang Chuan feigned composure, not expecting that his sudden fame would lead to alienation.

As they were walking, Fang Sheng caught up and called out, "Brother Jiang Chuan!"

Jiang Chuan stopped, somewhat surprised.

Fang Sheng said with admiration, "Brother Jiang Chuan, your thunder magic yesterday was so powerful, I admire you to the extreme."

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Brother Fang, you flatter me. It was just luck."

Fang Sheng said, "I came here today to become sworn brothers with you, so that I can learn thunder magic from you in the future. What do you think, brother?"

Jiang Chuan was in a dilemma. This thunder technique was taught to him by Jiang Wei as the "Thunder Light Sword Technique." He had promised Fang Sheng, so how should he teach it in the future?
Not wanting to refuse, he could only say, "Brother Fang thinks highly of me, so I am naturally happy to accept."

However, we still need to figure out a way to teach this thunder magic.

Jiang Chuan planned to go back and discuss it with Jiang Wei, and hand the matter over to him.

Fang Sheng was overjoyed to receive the reply, and after exchanging a few more pleasantries, he left.

On the morning of the third day, the hundred or so people who remained after the three rounds of arena battles gathered at the Qiyun Peak Martial Arts Arena to face the final trial.

When everyone arrived at the training ground, they saw that the arena was much wider than it had been the previous two days, clearly to give everyone enough room to perform.

On the command platform, the members of the outer courtyard of the Immortal Sect stood in neat rows.

There were even more disciples watching around the training ground than last time, half of them there to see the legendary "ruthless" Jiang Chuan.

As they were discussing this, a white light suddenly appeared in the sky.

"Look, who's that?" someone shouted.

A woman in white was seen flying towards them on a sword.

"It's the Fairy of Luoyang from Dream Butterfly Peak!" someone recognized.

Emperor Daizong stepped onto the command platform and announced, "The final stage of the Mountain Gate Assembly assessment shall now begin!"

Emperor Daizong continued, "The winner will receive a generous reward."

As he spoke, he took out three treasures.

"This is the Supreme Pill, which helps cultivators at the Zhiwei level break through to the Supreme realm. It is a sacred-grade pill of the Earth rank."

There is also the "Great Sun Golden Wheel Sword Manual," the ultimate sword technique of Zuowang Peak.

This Spirit Void Shield Armor is a high-grade Xuan-level magic weapon. It can transform into battle armor according to the wearer's physique, possessing strong offensive and defensive capabilities.

The moment the three treasures were revealed, the entire audience erupted in cheers.

The participating disciples' eyes lit up, and Jiang Chuan made up his mind to try his best to win.

Emperor Daizong then said, "Now draw lots to enter the arena."

Jiang Chuan took one and opened it; it was number twenty.

He looked at Jiang Wei, who had also drawn a lot, number eighteen.

“Brother Jiang, if we hold on until the end, we will definitely have a chance to meet,” Jiang Chuan said to Jiang Wei.

Jiang Wei patted Jiang Chuan on the shoulder: "That's right, let's cheer each other on!"

Sun Qi and Fang Sheng gathered around to cheer him on: "Jiang Chuan, Jiang Wei, you can definitely do it!"

Jiang Chuan took the ticket and flew towards arena number 20 on his sword.

In the stands, Lin Xiao and Pei Guoguo discussed the match.

"Lin Xiao, who do you think will win today?" Pei Guoguo asked.

Lin Xiao pointed to the number one arena: "Look, Su Wen and Liu Qing are about to have their duel."

Su Wen is at the second level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and Liu Qing is at the first level. This match is going to be interesting; today's competition is expected to be exciting.

Pei Guoguo's eyes lit up: "Then I have to watch carefully. Maybe Jiang Chuan can win all the way and take the championship."

Lin Xiao smiled and said, "Jiang Chuan is quite strong, but these hundred or so people are not simple. He has to be careful."

On stage number 20, Jiang Chuan and Chen Zheng stood facing each other.

Chen Zheng was dressed in a blue robe and held an iron sword. His cultivation level was at the early stage of the Knowledge Realm, which was quite good among his peers.

He clasped his hands in a fist salute to Jiang Chuan and said, "Brother Jiang, I apologize for my rudeness."

Having said that, the sword flashed straight at Jiang Chuan's face.

Jiang Chuan made a sword gesture, and spiritual energy surged within his body.

He suddenly unleashed the Azure Dragon Sword Qi from the Five Elements Sword Manual he had learned, and a streak of azure light flew out of the scabbard to meet Chen Zheng's sword light.

As the two swords clashed, Chen Zheng felt a tremendous force surge through him, his wrist went numb, and he could barely hold onto the iron sword.

From the stands, Pei Guoguo stood on tiptoe and peered out: "Lin Xiao, Jiang Chuan's sword aura looks pretty powerful."

Lin Xiao nodded: "His Azure Dragon Sword Qi has reached a state of perfection, and the sword qi is as solid as a physical object."

He is far stronger than ordinary cultivators who have mastered the subtle arts. Given time, he may even surpass me. As the two were talking, the outcome of the match was already decided on the arena.

Chen Zheng retreated three steps, sweat beading on his forehead, but Jiang Chuan's Azure Dragon Sword Qi continued to swirl in the air, its power undiminished.

"I concede defeat," Chen Zheng said, cupping his hands in surrender.

Jiang Chuan sheathed his sword and returned the greeting, saying, "Thank you for your courtesy."

Jiang Chuan won the first match easily.

He stepped off the stage, just as Jiang Wei came down from stage number eighteen, a smile on his face.

"Brother Jiang Chuan, well done!"

Jiang Chuan asked, "How is it on Brother Jiang's side?"

Jiang Wei waved his hand: "We won, but the opponent was weak, so it didn't take much effort."

The two walked to a spot, and Jiang Wei lowered his voice: "The opponents we face next will probably get stronger and stronger, especially those at the Purple Mansion Realm. We need to be careful."

Jiang Chuan nodded: "If I encounter an opponent at the Purple Mansion Realm, I will do my best. If Brother Jiang needs anything, I will certainly help you."

Jiang Wei patted him on the shoulder: "Good brother, that's what I think too."

The second match began, with Jiang Chuan's opponent being Liu Kai, who was at the mid-stage of the Zhiwei realm.

Liu Kai was skilled in fire attacks, and he immediately unleashed a raging inferno, engulfing the arena in a sea of ​​fire.

Jiang Chuan sneered and unleashed the Azure Dragon Sword Qi once more. Wherever the azure sword light passed, the flames were extinguished.

After several rounds, Liu Kai was no match for him and was defeated.

In the third and fourth matches, Jiangchuan won consecutive victories.

His Azure Dragon Sword Qi swept across the arena, suppressing his opponents or determining the winner within a few moves.

After four rounds of competition, the entire training ground remembered Jiang Chuan's name, and discussions arose one after another:
"Jiang Chuan is really amazing, he's won four games in a row."

"I heard that he was only at the late stage of the Micro Realm, yet he was able to defeat many masters."

When the fourth match ended, only eight people remained on the field.

Jiang Chuan discovered that five of them were at the Purple Mansion Realm: besides himself and Jiang Wei, there were Wang Han, Tang Zhizhi, and Su Wen.

Wang Han, clad in golden armor, exudes an extraordinary aura. He is said to be at the third level of the Purple Mansion Realm and is a favorite to win this year's championship.
Tang Zhizhi was beautiful, but she was a master of the second level of the Purple Mansion Realm and the most beautiful woman among the freshmen this year.

Su Wen was a disciple of Zuowang Peak, at the second level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and possessed superb swordsmanship.

Looking at the eight people on the stage, Lin Xiao said to Pei Guoguo, "Next up is the civil war among those at the Purple Mansion Realm. This is going to be a good show."

Pei Guoguo raised an eyebrow: "Jiang Chuan has already done very well to get this far, but I don't know if he can beat those experts in the Purple Mansion Realm."

In the fifth match draw, Jiang Chuan drew the third arena, and his opponent was Tang Zhizhi.

Jiang Wei quickly came over to remind her, "Brother Jiang Chuan, Miss Tang is at the second level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and her strength is not weak. You must be careful when you attack her, so as not to hurt her."

Jiang Chuan smiled and said, "Brother Jiang, don't worry, I'll take care of it."

Having said that, he ascended the platform on his sword.

On the stands, the inner disciples were discussing amongst themselves.

"Jiang Chuan is powerful, but Tang Zhizhi is at the second level of the Purple Mansion Realm. His cultivation level is suppressing him, so he might not be easy to defeat."

"Moreover, if he wants to win the championship, he will have to fight three more matches, each of which will be against players at the Purple Mansion Realm, which is extremely difficult."

“Wang Han is only at the third level of the Purple Mansion Realm, and his strength is formidable. I think this championship is rightfully his.”

On the arena, Jiang Chuan and Tang Zhizhi stood at their respective positions.

Tang Zhizhi lightly stroked the sword hilt with his fingertips, a smile playing on his lips: "Young Master Jiang has won four consecutive matches; his spiritual energy must have been greatly depleted."

In this match, I'll have to try using their strength against them.

Before she finished speaking, she flicked her wrist, and a jade talisman flew out from her sleeve and hovered above her head.

Jiang Chuan tightened his grip on his sword: "Miss Tang, are you planning to use a spirit pet?"

Tang Zhizhi nodded: "In the lower three realms of competition, it's not considered a foul to have a spirit pet assisting, right?"

Jiang Chuan smiled, lightly tapping his knuckles on the bladeless scabbard: "What a coincidence, I also have an old buddy in this sword."

As he placed his palm on the sword sheath, a stream of nine-colored light flowed out from the sheath.

As the radiance faded, a white deer with golden antlers stood atop the clouds, its body surrounded by delicate, shimmering feathers. It was the Nine-Colored Deer.

A low gasp immediately rose from the stands. It should be known that among cultivators of the lower three realms, only one in ten thousand can tame a spirit pet, let alone the legendary nine-colored deer, which symbolizes good fortune.

"Jiang Chuan is quite something, actually managing to make the Nine-Colored Deer recognize him as its master." Lin Xiao muttered to himself from the stands.

Pei Guoguo tugged at his sleeve: "Aren't spirit pets supposed to be suppressed with magical artifacts? Why is he..."

Lin Xiao shook his head: "This deer has no spirit-binding mark on its body; it's likely following me willingly."

Tang Zhizhi raised an eyebrow slightly, and the jade talisman suddenly shone brightly.

A bolt of silver lightning shot out from the talisman, landing and transforming into a three-foot-tall fox with fur as white as quenched silver and a crackling tail tip. It was the third-tier spirit beast, the Lightning Fox.

On the reviewing stand, the elder beside Emperor Daizong gripped the armrest of his chair tightly: "The speed of Lightning Fox is likely to put Jiang Chuan in a difficult position."

Jiang Chuan remained calm and tapped the scabbard three times with his fingertips.

A hissing sound came from underground, and the blue bricks of the arena cracked open, revealing a giant emerald snake emerging from the ground. Its scales gleamed with a metallic sheen, and its tongue flicked in and out with a whooshing sound.

"The second spirit pet!" someone shouted.

Two third-tier spirit beasts faced off, with the Lightning Fox making the first move.

Its body blurred into afterimages as it moved at high speed around the blue scales, lightning shooting from the tip of its tail.

Qinglin did not pursue, but instead coiled its body into a vortex, its scales standing up like knives.

Letting the lightning strike its body, it instead took advantage of the opponent's closeness to suddenly whip its tail, bringing a foul gust of wind that swept towards the fox's head.

In the center of the arena, Tang Zhizhi's sword was already drawn.

Her sword was slender like a pen, and its first glint evoked the charm of ink painting.

The first move, "Thousand Peaks Shadow," unfolds, with the sword tip pointing out seven illusory shadows, attacking seven major acupoints along the river.

Jiang Chuan parried with his sword, only to find that the opponent's sword strike was both soft and strong, and was deflected to the side by his own force.

"What a fine blend of ink and sword intent," Jiang Chuan thought to himself.

Tang Zhizhi's second move, "Floating Wine Cups on a Winding Stream," followed immediately. The sword's blade meandered like flowing water, and the sword light transformed into a long river, enveloping the river and its banks.

He retreated three steps, and just as the Azure Dragon Sword Qi was about to strike, he saw Tang Zhizhi's sword tip tremble slightly, and the Long River split into tributaries, wrapping around his wrist holding the sword.

"If this continues, we'll be dragged into her rhythm." Jiang Chuan made up his mind and changed his sword technique.

The opening stance of "Righteous Qi Sword" unfolds, with golden light emanating from the bladeless sword. It abandons the use of skillful techniques and strikes straight down.

Seeing that his sword strikes were as fierce as splitting a mountain, Tang Zhizhi quickly swung his sword to parry.

The two swords clashed, and a loud bang caused the blue bricks of the arena to crack.

Tang Zhizhi's hand went numb, and he tapped the hilt of his sword three times with his fingertips.

"Young Master Jiang, please forgive me."

Before she finished speaking, the long sword in her hand suddenly shimmered with ink-like light, and the blade seemed to be filled with ink, drawing a thick ink mark in the air.

The arena space suddenly distorted, and shades of blue and gray spread out. The original blue sky and white clouds disappeared, replaced by a black and white ink painting.

Jiang Chuan felt a sudden darkness before his eyes. When he looked up again, he saw a continuous range of dark mountains standing all around him. The mountains had rough, rugged strokes, yet they exuded a real sense of oppression.

"The sword technique of 'Ink Landscape'!"

On the platform, Elder Mofeng, standing beside Emperor Daizong, suddenly stood up. "This is Mofeng's ultimate technique! This little girl has actually mastered it to the 'Mountain Realm' at the age of sixteen!"

Tang Zhizhi's voice came from deep within the painting: "Young Master Jiang, this is not an illusion." (End of Chapter)