Quick Wear: Domineering System on Your Own

Rong Xiuzhu stood proudly in the courtyard, his figure as sturdy as a pine tree. With a slight raise of his right hand, his longsword unsheathed, a flash of cold light flashing.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, his gaze revealing concentration. His longsword drew a graceful arc in the air, seemingly capable of slicing through the air.

Then he tapped the ground with his feet and soared into the air, his long sword thrust straight into the void, as if it could penetrate any obstacle. After a brief pause in the air, he slowly descended with an elegant posture.

With a flick of his wrist, the sword danced like scattered stars, making the air around him seem shrouded in sword energy. His movements were smooth and flowing, combining strength and softness, with both fierce power and gentle charm.

Finally, he sheathed the sword with a clean, sharp movement, breathing slightly.

Lin Jue sat at a distant stone table, sipping his tea. The sword dance he had just witnessed had made him feel particularly relaxed. At this moment, an idea flooded his mind.

As night fell quietly, at Lin Jue's invitation, several people came to his unique courtyard with curiosity.

After everyone took their seats, Lin Jue was the first to break the silence and said, "Now, there is only half a month left before the competition. I wonder what everyone thinks about this?"

Rong Xiuzhu pursed his lips slightly, his eyes filled with complex emotions. He pondered for a moment and said, "The competition is divided into two parts. The first part is an individual battle, and the second part is a team battle. If I can successfully advance to the Nascent Soul stage, I am confident that I will win the individual battle. As for the team battle..." He glanced around and finally fixed his gaze on Lin Jue. "Tell me! What do you think?"

Lin Jue understood what he meant and smiled faintly in response, "For a long time, we have been cultivating individually. Although our strength is considered to be at the top among our peers, we are still lacking in teamwork. If we want to come out on top, we must win the team battle. Therefore, we need to formulate a battle plan."

"Right now, we don't have a contracted beast, so we'll inevitably be at a disadvantage in battle." Lin Jue turned to look at Dongfang Yi, "Second Senior Brother, you must contract a spirit beast or demon beast within half a month. Otherwise, it will be very difficult for Third Senior Brother to fight against the sword cultivator and the contracted beast alone."

Dongfang Yi nodded repeatedly and said solemnly: "I will ask my master to take me to the back mountain tomorrow."

"My plan is to immobilize them." He then told several people his plan.

Afterward, he continued, "I even gave this plan a catchy name—closing the door and beating the dog."

"As long as we can achieve Master's requirements within half a month, this plan of closing the door and beating the dog will be invincible."

Rong Xiuzhu remained silent, only silently shifting his gaze toward the window. He secretly sighed in his heart, "He really is playing tactics. What a dirty heart!"

At this time, Bai Yun took out a few pills from the storage ring and placed them on the table and said slowly: "This is the Shengyuan Pill I refined. It can help everyone to advance."

Lin Jue's eyes suddenly lit up: "Isn't this just like someone offering a pillow when you're sleepy? Senior Sister, your elixir arrived just in time. As long as I succeed in the promotion, the top spot will be within my grasp."

He carefully put the pill into his storage ring and continued, "By the way, after we successfully advance, we will go to the depths of the forest to find some monsters and test the power of 'closing the door to beat the dog'."

From then on, the first sect meeting among disciples came to a successful conclusion.

That night, after ingesting the elixir Bai Yun had meticulously crafted, everyone returned to their rooms, closed their eyes, and entered a state of meditation. In the silence, time slipped by silently. As a small flash of lightning vanished, the four of them, as if in telepathy, opened their eyes simultaneously. They were pleasantly surprised to discover they had successfully ascended to the Golden Core realm. True to their master's words, no thunder tribulation had befallen them during this ascension.

Early the next morning, Lin Jue called everyone to go to the depths of the jungle to conduct experiments. Knowing that Dongfang Yi was going to contract a spirit beast with his master, he did not call him.

Dongfang Yi was being taken by Ling Jiu to an unknown destination. It took them two hours of flying on their swords to reach their destination.

The first thing Dongfang Yi did when he came down was to straighten his slightly messy hair. He was a little puzzled. Why hadn't even a single strand of his master's hair changed, even though they were both flying swords? It really was incomparable.

The two walked into a forest. As soon as Dongfang Yi stepped into it, he felt the presence of something terrifying. Turning around, he saw his master with a calm face, so he followed closely. Anyway, with his master around, he was not afraid of anything.

Lingjiu figured that Dongfang Yi's chance for the day lay here. After walking for a while, they encountered a few particularly powerful creatures, but unfortunately, their appearance wasn't good enough to make the cut. They did manage to collect a few demon pills.

As the two of them rested, a white cat leaped down from a tree like a flash of lightning, landing squarely in Dongfang Yi's arms. Dongfang Yi took one look at the soft, adorable creature in his arms and gently stroked its fur. The cat seemed especially affectionate towards Dongfang Yi, constantly rubbing against his chest.

Lingjiu watched their interaction, his eyebrows slightly raised, and his tone was full of teasing: "Yo! Here you come!"

"Hmm? Master, what did you say?" Dongfang Yi raised his head and asked with a puzzled look on his face.

Lingjiu lazily leaned against the tree and said slowly, "Since you like it so much, let's make a contract. From now on, it will be your spirit beast."

Dongfang Yi really liked this white cat, but at the same time, he was a little worried. "If we contract it, we'll have to force it into fights. It's so small and delicate, I'm afraid another monster could slap it away with a single blow. That would be too pitiful for it."

Lingjiu couldn't help laughing when he heard this, his eyes full of meaning: "Don't underestimate it, it's not an ordinary white cat."

"It's the bloodline of the White Tiger!"

"What?" Dongfang Yi was shocked. He quickly began to carefully examine the cat in front of him, and then said happily: "You are actually a descendant of the white tiger! Are you willing to make a contract with me?"

The white tiger in his arms nodded slightly, as if in response. Then, with a solemn expression, Dongfang Yi began to chant a mysterious incantation. He resolutely slashed his finger, and crimson blood instantly gushed out. He carefully placed his finger on the white tiger's head, and a single drop of blood slowly fell, gently dripping onto the white tiger's head. As if taking on life, the blood slowly absorbed into the white tiger's body.

For a moment, the air around them seemed frozen, only a mysterious force quietly surged. A moment later, a mysterious light flashed, and the contract was successfully concluded. An invisible connection seemed to form between Dongfang Yi and Baihu, a special bond quietly forming between them.

Dongfang Yi held it affectionately and said, "Master, please give it a name!"

Lingjiu blurted out without hesitation: "Call me Xiaobai!"

The white tiger meowed in cooperation.

Lingjiu glanced at it and really thought he was a cat.