Fairy, return my flying sword to me

Chapter 99: The Wind Rises (Part )
"There is actually no absolute distinction between the nine realms."

"I came from the upper realm and didn't find much difference between the two worlds in essence."

"The difference is...people."

"People in the Upper Nine Realms have longer lifespans. Even mortals who haven't practiced cultivation and are often plagued by illness can easily live to three hundred years old."

"As for those in the lower nine realms, if they cannot cultivate, it is said that living to sixty or seventy years old is considered a long life."

"Not only that, those who have cultivated talents in the upper nine realms are naturally able to sense the existence of spiritual energy and space. In the eyes of most of them, shrinking the earth into an inch is really just the most basic magic."

“It’s not that the world is fundamentally different, but because of people, the world has a distinction between up and down.”

"Before I went down to the mortal world, I heard some strange sounds."

"Some of them are advocating some bloodline theory."

"They feel that the people of the Lower Nine Realms...are too inferior."

"We always seek assistance from the Upper Nine Realms, but we can't bring much help to them."

“So, they have to give up…”

"They need to get rid of these burdens and focus on developing themselves."

"They decided... to seal off the connection to the Netherworld."

“I don’t know if they did what they said they would do, so I want to see.”

"Do you see it now?" Lin Jian asked softly.

"Ah."

"Um……"

"Um……"

Lin Jian was anxious, "And then?"

Haruyuki glared at her with his beautiful eyes, "I saw it."

"Just looking?"

"What else?" Chunxue's lips pursed, and she lowered her head, hooking her index finger and pressing it against her eye bags, feeling a wave of sadness. "After all, I've lost all my true energy now, and I'm just a weak, pitiful, and helpless ordinary person..."

"..."

OK.

There is hope for this day.

The lower nine realms were being chased and beaten by the demons, and when they hoped for help from the upper nine realms, they were told to withdraw their help.

Even the door was locked.

Haha! Take the pill.

Feeling the stinging sensation of air leaking out of his body all the time, Lin Jian suddenly felt even more sad.

Woo woo woo, can you please get better soon?

"I want to get better soon. Do you have any ideas?"

"On drugs," Haruyuki said as a matter of course.

"I've taken all I could." He really didn't have any money, but how could he be without some basic healing medicine when he was going to fight for the sect?

Sun Qinghan, Li Qingyu and the others almost treated themselves as medicine bottles. They didn't eat a single bite of dinner and just ate the medicine until they were full.

"Try the Spiritual Root Creation Pill?"

Lin Jian was shocked, "Can that thing heal wounds?"

"It can help you practice, and healing your injuries is a side effect."

"What the hell?" Lin Jian took the pill from his ring and was about to take it when he suddenly realized something. "What if I take it now and I have to fight tomorrow?"

As soon as I took the pill, I became weak and weak, and this lasted for the whole day. By the time the effect of the pill wore off tomorrow, the competition would be over.

"You can quit at any time." "Huh?" Lin Jian made a puzzled sound, "Why didn't you tell me earlier that it would have this effect?"

Haruyuki spread his hands and said, "You haven't asked yet?"

"Why am I asking this?!"

If you don't use up all the medicinal effects of the pills you worked so hard to make and then voluntarily withdraw from the process, isn't that just a waste of money?

Lin Jian no longer hesitated and took a dozen pills.

I quietly found a deserted place, and the storm in the forest began to suck me in.

The next morning, seeing Lin Jian looking refreshed, Li Qingyu and the others were all stunned.

Yesterday, we were still worried about what to do in case we encountered some tough battles without Lin Jian, the absolute main force in the team battle. Unexpectedly, when we turned around, we saw Lin Jian revived with full health and appeared in front of everyone.

"How did you do it?"

"It can't be helped, this is just talent." Lin Jian shook his robes. "Do you understand what the protagonist's recovery ability is?"

Li Qingyu's eyes were confused. "What kind of text is broken text?"

"The referee is here!"

An unknown elder sang loudly, and a familiar face walked in front of the four teams standing upright.

It was the former Elder Jian Chun.

It seemed that his fellow disciple Jianxu just wanted to join in the fun yesterday, and no one knew where he went today.

Jian Chun's eyes swept over every young disciple of the four participating teams in front of him, and he couldn't help but sigh when he saw the hope that came from their hearts on their faces.

Yes... After being entangled in these mundane affairs for a long time, I began to only care about my own benefits and interests, and I have forgotten what I was pursuing when I first started practicing Taoism.

What my senior brother said yesterday was correct. The drive of these young people is the future of the cultivation world.

But... why did my senior brother, who came here with such high spirits yesterday, become so discouraged and confused today?

Jian Chun collected his thoughts and said with a faint smile, "In yesterday's individual battles, you all performed very well. Whether winning or losing, you all demonstrated the spirit of your respective sects! Your sects have trained you to great heights, proving that the Holy Land's decision to entrust you with the defense of this demonic rift was the right one."

"But individual battles are only a test of your most basic strength. Today's team battle is the true test of your individual abilities in complex environments."

"Only the sects that train the most outstanding cultivators can control more resource points in this vast land. I believe your sect has explained the reasoning behind this in detail before you set out."

"Go, go find the Spirit Spring Pearls that we have prepared ahead of us."

"We will be here waiting for your return."

"I must emphasize this point once again—the competition is a test of each of your abilities, as well as your character."

"Joining forces against one another is not a sign of strategic greatness, but simply a sign of contempt for one's own capabilities."

"Let's go! Bring back the Spirit Spring Pearl!"

"Yes, Elder!"

Accompanied by the melodious sound of the conch shells, the four participating teams, wearing the uniforms of their respective sects, shot out in an instant and stepped into the vast Yunmeng Lake.

At the moment of departure, everyone intentionally kept their distance from each other.

After all, a team battle is a team battle between four teams. If two teams get too close, they will inevitably collide on the way forward.

Once the routes match, who will choose to retreat when encountering the same hidden point of the Lingquan Pearl?
Giving in is a waste of time, while fighting is a lose-lose situation.

Only by avoiding the route as much as possible can you be more efficient.

However, as the map designer, the judge will definitely not let this process become too boring and turn it into a PVE journey for each of the four sects, so inevitable collisions are also necessary.

But the details can only be known after going deeper.

……

Seeing the participating teams from the four sects finally enter the venue, the elder of Xuanfeng Sect, who was lagging behind the other elders, quietly retreated and disappeared into the forest.

The bait has been set, and now it's time to close the net...

(End of this chapter)