Refuse to trample on the pride of heaven

Lu Wensheng's gaze then turned to Ji Yanli, who was standing quietly like a solitary peak.

The smile on his face became gentle and intimate, as if he was reminiscing with an old friend: "Brother Ji, come to think of it, it's been a while since we discussed sword techniques together."

He paused, his eyes sweeping over the vague outlines of the classics in the library, his tone carrying just the right hint of temptation, "This demonic cultivation technique must also contain many treacherous and unique sword techniques, some of which are sinister and cunning, some are strange and unpredictable, and are completely different from the righteous sword techniques we practice.

"Brother Ji, don't you want to see and study this 'unique' sword? Perhaps you can draw inferences from it and find a new path in the way of the sword?"

Ji Yanli's eyes, which were originally as calm as an ancient well, suddenly lit up when he heard the words "swordsmanship", "strange way" and "research".

The corners of his mouth rose two pixels: "Okay."

Song Wen: “…Senior Brother!” He looked at his senior brother who was obviously hooked by the “New World of Kendo” and was ready to plunge into the sea of ​​books. His heart sank and he felt that the last line of defense was about to be lost.

This one was precisely grasped! Lu Wensheng really understood it!

As for the disciples of Lingxiao Sect? Lu Wensheng didn't even need to speak to mobilize them.

Participating in the improvement of martial arts techniques can earn generous rewards in spirit stones, and the disciples of Lingxiao Sect have already taken the lead.

The lively-tempered man almost shouted at the top of his voice: "Leader! Such a good deed that benefits both ourselves and others and has immeasurable merits, how can we, the disciples of Lingxiao Sect, be left out? We are best at improving our skills!" His shout was so righteous.

They even said things like “My Lingxiao Sect was born to improve magic skills”, fearing that they would miss out on the “lucrative job” if they were a step late - damn it, no one is going to compete with them for the spirit stones!

Seeing this, how could the disciples of other sects hold back? With the threat of "points debt" hanging over their heads (for some), and the tangible temptation of spirit stones before their eyes, and more importantly, with figures like Qin Xiao and Ji Yanli involved, wouldn't it seem ungrateful and irresponsible if they continued to refuse?

Then, everyone patted their chests, their voices louder than the other:

"Don't worry, Chief! It's our duty!"

"That's right! Paving the way for our fellow believers is our duty!"

"Count me in! I'm familiar with the classics in our sect's Kung Fu Pavilion, so maybe I can learn a thing or two!"

In an instant, Song Wen was the only one standing there all alone. Even Zhang Zhixu didn't respond, but silently moved two steps away from him, making him look particularly "unsociable" and isolated.

Song Wen stiffened his neck, his face flushed red, as if he was using all his strength to express his final stubbornness: "I! I don't want to spar with you, nor do I want to discuss any sword techniques with you! And I don't need any spirit stones!"

Damn it! Lu Wensheng is such a master of tactics! He uses both soft and hard tactics, coercion and inducement, and even tries to divide and disintegrate people! But he won't fall for it! He's not one of those fence-sitters!

Looking at Song Wen's "rather die than surrender" look, Lu Wensheng's smile deepened, even with a hint of kindness of "caring for a child" (which Song Wen found extremely hateful).

To deal with this kind of "troublemaker", he didn't even bother with bribery and chose to sue the "parents" directly.

He tilted his head slightly and looked at Ji Yanli, who was already standing at the door of the library with a slightly inquiring look in his eyes. He asked in a calm tone that seemed like just a "friendly reminder," "Brother Ji, I remember... when Uncle Tao sent Brother Song out for training, did he specifically tell him anything?"

Song Wen: Humph, what kind of martial arts technique is that? Even a dog wouldn’t care...

Ji Yanli's gaze was like a real ice cone, instantly locking onto Song Wen.

His cold voice was not loud, but it carried undeniable authority as he uttered a few words clearly: "You must obey orders and do not act erratically."

"!!!" Song Wen was struck by lightning, his whole body stiffened, and the last bit of luck was ruthlessly extinguished.

He seemed to see the smiling yet spine-chilling face of his master, Tao Yin.

Song Wen was furious, helpless, and furious, his eyes filled with tears. He angrily said, "I didn't say I didn't want to see the exercises. Besides, you guys are really pretending to be reserved!" You're just waiting for Junior Brother Lu to treat you, right?!

Look, that's the technique! Okay?! He's a dog, woof woof woof! 😊 (? ???????????)😊

Lu Wensheng smiled and said, "Let's just say, who did Senior Brother Song research on this?" This little guy's reaction is quite funny - he doesn't feel any guilt at all for bullying a "child".

Yan Qingshu, who was standing by, witnessed the whole process of how Lu Wensheng used just a few words, or inducement, or provocation, or bringing in the "parents" to "handle" this group of unruly and diverse geniuses, making them obedient and willing (or forced to be willing).

A picture suddenly appeared in her mind: two small but evil devil horns quietly emerged from Lu Wensheng's head, a heart-shaped devil tail was swung behind his buttocks, an extremely "nuclear-kind" smile was on his face, and then he let out a standard villain laugh: "Jiejiejie"

Yan Qingshu: “…” The Deer Demon is indeed worthy of his name.

As for the disciples of the Discipline Hall... Lu Wensheng didn't need to say a word about them.

What coercion or inducement? They are all pure cattle and horses, without any additives -

It is said that Song Wen and his companions, who were unable to participate in the Xuanyin Sect's formation due to their lack of strength, were truly striving to become stronger, and almost had the words "shame leads to courage" engraved on their foreheads.

Needless to say, Song Wen turned all his frustration into motivation for cultivation. Apart from the necessary rest and finding out what big news Lu Wensheng had made outside - mainly to confirm how much excitement he had missed, he spent most of his time in the quiet room or the martial arts field.

He was originally quite talented, but he had been forced by Tao Yin to study in the past, and he was naturally lively and loved to be in a lively atmosphere. Now he was stimulated and restrained by his master, and he had no friends to accompany him. After calming down, he made progress much faster than before.

Gu Jinzhi's changes are even more eye-catching.

This famous "busybody" and "little prince of gossip" actually reduced the frequency of visiting neighbors and refreshing the jade mirror screen, which even shocked his father Gu Qinghe. He was so scared that he ate two more bowls of rice, thinking that his son had been possessed by another soul.

As for Ning Rongrong and other "great writers" who became famous with the Jade Mirror Stories, they reluctantly put aside the lingering and ups-and-downs story lines in their works and posted the "Suspension Notice" on the homepage of Jade Mirror, causing countless readers to wail.

They also plunged into cultivation.

After all, they were unable to participate in the trip to Xuanyin Sect, which made them deeply realize that without sufficient strength, they might not even be able to catch up with the excitement of the show, let alone participate in it.

For a time, the serialization section on Yujing became much quieter. Not only was Yan Qingshu, the originator with a great imagination, gone, but even these mainstays disappeared. The entertainment section of Yujing suddenly became much more depressed, and the storytelling world suffered a heavy blow.