Junior sister took first place again

Ning Jiasheng's heart tightened after hearing this, but he still tried hard to suppress the faint worry deep in his heart. A look of doubt appeared on his face, and he asked, "Why do you say that, Senior?"

“There are three reasons for this.”

The mysterious man slowly stretched out his right hand and gestured a number in the air with his slender fingers.

Ning Jiasheng's curiosity intensified upon seeing this. She straightened her clothes slightly, then bowed slightly to the mysterious man, saying sincerely and humbly, "I'd like to hear the details. Please enlighten me, Senior."

The mysterious man coughed lightly and spoke slowly, "First, I saved your life, and the condition I proposed was to take you as my apprentice, but you repeatedly refused me. Could it be that my skills are not good enough for you?"

Having said that, the mysterious man stared at Ning Jiasheng closely, as if he wanted to see something from her face.

Faced with the mysterious man's questioning, Ning Jiasheng didn't know how to answer for a moment.

After all, he had indeed saved her life, and the request he made was not excessive. Seriously speaking, she was the one who got the upper hand...

So she could only stand there silently, with her head down and no words.

"Secondly, you once obtained an object and promised the guardian spirit to avenge its master. That demon pill is mine, and I've already used it on you."

Ning Jiasheng looked up in surprise. How could there be such a coincidence in the world? "It turned out to be you!"

The mysterious man nodded and said meaningfully, "So even without mentioning this life-saving favor, you already owe me two favors."

Ning Jiasheng had no objection. She was destined to be unable to become his disciple. However, she would now do her utmost to fulfill the promise she had made, even at the cost of her life.

Even if the other party is an existence that can kill an Immortal Lord in the Tribulation Realm.

"Senior's kindness, even if I spend my entire life, I will never be able to repay it."

"Although it's quite presumptuous of me to promise you revenge in front of you, considering my current state, I still have to say that when I get out, I will definitely have a fair fight to the death with that person."

"So..." Ning Jiasheng said solemnly with a calm expression, "Please tell me about the other party's origins."

"Not urgent."

The mysterious man spoke calmly, then continued:

"Third, the demons have placed a restriction on you, so you can only exert 10% of your normal strength at most. And this is not the most difficult part—"

Having said that, he flicked his sleeves, and countless transparent barriers with water ripples suddenly appeared around him, spinning rapidly like a kaleidoscope. Just one glance made Ning Jiasheng dizzy, his hands and feet cramped, and he swayed a few times and almost fell to the ground.

At the same time, twisted black lines appeared on his body.

"This Heaven-Locking Formation is combined with the Soul-Sealing Technique on you. If you want to get out, the only way is to use the formation."

Ning Jiasheng clenched his fists. He and his inner demon were now openly at the point of a life-and-death battle. He hoped that by the time the demons moved south, the secret realm would have been closed.

After sorting out the matter, Ning Jiasheng bowed down and said, "Junior understands. Thank you for your kindness, Senior. I am willing to serve you as a servant and follow you to learn the formation."

"That's right. There are no taboos among the immortals. It's just a matter of changing the name. Why be so rigid?"

Ning Jiasheng chose to remain silent. To her, the word "Master" was not something that could be called casually.

Fortunately, this time the Immortal Venerable only mentioned it casually. Ning Jiasheng didn't want to dwell on the matter. He slowly straightened up from the ground and said respectfully, "I wonder which legendary Venerable you are?"

After all, now that I have decided to follow him for a period of time, to serve him attentively and to learn from him, even if he doesn't want to reveal his true identity, it doesn't mean I have to spend every day with him wearing a mosaic-like face.

Well, Ning Jiasheng admitted that he was a little curious about the true face of this immortal.

However, putting this aside for now, it is really strange that she has to cover her face all day long. There are no other living creatures here except her.

Just as Ning Jiasheng was secretly complaining, before she could think any more, she saw the person in front of her gently wave his sleeves and use magic to lift her knees. Then, the magical spell that had been used to conceal her face was quietly removed.

In an instant, Ning Jiasheng felt his breathing stagnate, and two words popped out involuntarily from the depths of his heart like a volcanic eruption:

WTF!

She opened her eyes wide and pronounced these two words in her heart in a clear voice.

It wasn't that Ning Jiasheng intended to swear, but in this situation, only these two words could express her mood.

The moment he saw the appearance of this immortal clearly, Ning Jiasheng froze in place like a sculpture.

After all, as an immortal and the former master of Yuhua Peak, even if he has passed away, his glorious deeds will surely shine like bright stars in the files of Xuanling Sect.

Ning Jiasheng had been to the Sutra Library countless times in the past. She had gone there more than once to admire the portraits of the great men of the Xuanling Sect in order to feast her eyes.

How could she not recognize the appearance of Immortal Master Suying!

Ning Jiasheng's heart was in turmoil. She never expected that the mysterious immortal in front of her would be the famous and legendary Immortal Suying on Yuhua Peak.

The Immortal Master Tracing Shadow, this world-famous existence, is not only famous in the world for his extraordinary and unparalleled attainments in formations.

He is particularly noted for his uninhibited and unrestrained personality and his sharp, ruthless tongue. He is like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, impossible to ignore.

His various legendary deeds are like the bright stars in the night sky, passed down from mouth to mouth within Yuhua Peak, and have lasted for a long time. He has become a legendary figure who is high above and unattainable in the minds of many formation masters, and he inspires admiration and yearning.

At this moment, Ning Jiasheng's eyes widened as he stared at the person before him in disbelief, his voice trembling slightly involuntarily: "Former... Uncle-Master Xun!?"

The current Peak Master of Yuhua Peak is Senior Brother Qingfeng. It doesn't seem right to call him Peak Master anymore, but adding the word "front" is too weird. Various records about the Immortal Venerable Suying in the files emerged in Ning Jiasheng's mind, and he suddenly got inspired and called him Uncle Master.

Her eyes were fixed on the Immortal Master Suying, as if she wanted to confirm that all this was not a dream.

The corners of Immortal Suying's mouth rose slightly, outlining a faint smile, and he responded softly: "Yes, it is me."

The gentle yet majestic voice was like a spring breeze, but it also carried an invisible pressure.

Ning Jiasheng's heart skipped a beat, and his heart was instantly filled with shock and admiration.

She came back to her senses as if awakened from a dream, and hurriedly bowed deeply to the Immortal Suying again. This time, her gesture was even more respectful and humble than before: "Junior pays homage to the Immortal Suying."

Immortal Master Suying waved his hand, signaling Ning Jiasheng not to bow. "No need to be so polite. We are from the same sect, why are you being so polite now?"

"After all, I am still your legitimate uncle."

Although Ning Jiasheng still had many doubts in his heart, he did not dare to ask any more questions and could only nod and respond, "Yes, Uncle Xun."

Immortal Suying's gaze fell on the back of Ning Jiasheng's hand again, and a complex emotion flashed in his eyes: "Where did you get this feather?"

By the way, Immortal Suying, then his enemy is not——

Demon King!

Ning Jiasheng did not dare to hide anything and told Immortal Suying the whole origin of the feather.

After hearing this, Immortal Master Suying was silent for a moment, then slowly spoke: "The Demon King's items are of great value. You must use them with caution."

Ning Jiasheng nodded in agreement. She naturally understood the importance and danger of the Demon King's feathers.

"Uncle Xun, the Demon King is now..."

"Okay, let's not talk about this anymore."

Immortal Master Tracing Shadow waved his hand, and the surrounding environment suddenly changed. The originally desolate land became a holy place for cultivation filled with spiritual energy. "From today on, you will practice the formation here, and I will personally guide you."

Ning Jiasheng looked around and saw that the place was beautiful with clear water and rich spiritual energy. It was indeed a good place for cultivation. She felt grateful and bowed to Immortal Suying again, "Thank you, Uncle Xun."

Immortal Master Suying nodded, and then began to teach Ning Jiasheng the basic knowledge of the formation.

He explained in great detail, from the origin of the formation to the application of various formations, and then to the combination of formations and spiritual energy. Every point benefited Ning Jiasheng a lot.

Over time, Ning Jiasheng's understanding of formations deepened, and she began to experiment with constructing her own. Under the guidance of Immortal Master Tracing Shadow, her formation skills improved, and she even began to experiment with incorporating sword spirit into formations, creating unique sword formations.

During the practice, Ning Jiasheng gradually learned about the past of the Immortal Master Suying.

He was once the pride of Xuanling Sect and a legend of Yuhua Peak.

His attainments in formations are unmatched, and he can even reverse the fate and change the course of battle.

However, he was willful and often did unexpected things, which offended many people.

While Ning Jiasheng was concentrating on her training with the Immortal Master Suying in this small world, her real master, the Immortal Master Qinglian also opened his domain and stood alone in the same place like a sculpture for a long time.

"Qinglian, I haven't seen you for many years. You seem to have become much weaker."

Suddenly, a voice as light as a feather was heard in the realm. It was hard to imagine that there would be someone in this world who would dare to be so unscrupulous as to make such an unwarranted judgment on the Immortal Qinglian, who was hailed as the world's number one swordsman.

Faced with such provocation and contempt, Qinglian Immortal Venerable remained silent with his lips tightly shut. At this moment, not far in front of him, a dense black mist slowly gathered and condensed, gradually transforming into a familiar figure.

The moment the inner demon appeared in the appearance of Ning Jiasheng, the eyes of the Immortal Qinglian finally changed.

This immortal, who usually rarely showed any emotion, had a flash of anger and disgust in his eyes. Although it was extremely subtle and fleeting, it was still accurately captured by the inner demon.

The inner demon was instantly overjoyed, and the anger of being intercepted midway also disappeared in an instant. "You have trained your disciples very well. I am very satisfied."

She proudly opened her arms, carefully looked at her current appearance, and then spoke with a faint smile.

The gaze of the Immortal Qinglian was as cold as frost. There was no warmth in his eyes, as if he could freeze everything in the world.

Facing the provocation of his inner demon, his voice was calm and firm, as if it came from a cold wind in the sky, icy and sharp.

"How can I allow you evil demons to impersonate my disciple and change back to your original appearance?"

There was unquestionable majesty in the voice of Qinglian Immortal Venerable, and his figure appeared particularly tall in the domain, like an inviolable god of war.

The inner demon still wore Ning Jiasheng's smile, but her eyes revealed a hint of cunning and playfulness. She shook her head slightly, as if mocking Qinglian Immortal Venerable's ignorance.

"Qinglian, ah Qinglian, after staying in the human world for so long, you really are becoming more and more like a 'human'. You can't stop me with this look."

There was a hint of contempt in the Heart Demon's voice, and she seemed unconcerned with Qinglian Xianzun's anger. A trace of murderous intent flashed in Qinglian Xianzun's eyes, and countless sword energies suddenly emerged from his domain, attacking the Heart Demon like a violent storm.

The inner demon's figure loomed in the sword energy, but she didn't seem afraid of it. Instead, she became more excited. "Qinglian, your sword energy may be sharp, but to me, it's like child's play."

There was a hint of provocation in the inner demon's voice. Her figure shuttled through the sword energy, as if mocking the powerlessness of the Immortal Qinglian.

The expression of the Immortal Master Qinglian became even more indifferent. Suddenly, an even more powerful force emerged from his domain. This force swept across the entire domain like a tsunami, completely submerging the figure of the inner demon.

Under the impact of that powerful force, the inner demon let out a piercing scream. But then, her laughter rang out again: "Haha, Qinglian, do you think you can defeat me like this?"

As the words fell, a black light rushed out from the vortex of power and headed straight for the Immortal Master Qinglian.

The Immortal Qinglian's expression remained unchanged in the face of the inner demon's provocation. His strategy was not to defeat him, but to suppress and restrict him.

"Your tricks can't shake me." The voice of Qinglian Immortal Venerable was calm, as if he was stating an indisputable fact.

The inner demon's laughter echoed throughout the realm. Her figure gradually became clearer within the black light. She still resembled Ning Jiasheng, but the malice in her eyes was completely different. "Qinglian, your power is indeed formidable, but this world, the sects, the aristocratic families, the hearts of the people, are all filled with cracks. These cracks are the source of my power."

Immortal Qinglian remained unmoved. His sword energy became more concentrated, and each strike was filled with determination and resolve. "My strength comes from protection. As long as I am here, you will never harm them."

The inner demon's figure weaved through the sword energy, seemingly searching for Qinglian Immortal Venerable's weakness, but each attack was easily neutralized by Qinglian Immortal Venerable. "Qinglian, do you really think you can protect forever? The world is changing, and so are people's hearts. What you protect will one day leave you."

A gleam of determination flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Qinglian, and a warm and powerful force suddenly emerged in his domain. This force was like a spring breeze and rain, gradually calming the turmoil in the domain.

"You are wrong. True power does not come from destruction, but from creation and protection."