The eldest sister just wanted to give up, while the spirit swords vied to recognize her as their mas

In fact, Yun Fuzhao was not sure whether he was lying or not. He was a mortal and his oath was not affected.

But her intuition was always accurate, and the fact that Zhenpin Pavilion had raised prices on the spot had already tipped the scales in her heart towards the Rong family.

“In that case,” Yun Fuzhao placed the bag of spirit stones from his waist on the table, “here are one hundred high-grade spirit stones as a deposit.”

At the Zhenpin Pavilion, a third-grade alchemy furnace costs ten high-grade spirit stones. She didn't know how the Rong family priced their products, so she paid a deposit first.

Unexpectedly, Rong Ji said, "The Rong family always does the work first and then pays. No deposit is required."

He paused for a moment, then added, "I haven't refined an alchemy furnace in a long time, so I don't know if I can still produce good quality alchemy."

Yun Fuzhao waved his hand, "Third rank is fine."

Rong Ji nodded, but still seemed uneasy. He asked again, "Are you sure you want to use our Rong family's alchemy furnace?"

"Let me put it this way," Yun Fuzhao lowered his voice, "If our Wuyai Sword Sect's alchemists win this sect competition, not only will it bring glory to our sect, but I can also clear your names."

Even Rong Yao couldn't sit still any longer; her eyes lit up. "Really?"

Why would I lie to you?

Yun Fuzhao patted her shoulder, "Just focus on refining the pills, leave the rest to the sect leader."

Rong Ji was also somewhat moved. "Thank you, sir."

"Oh, it's a win-win situation."

*

[Rongji doesn't look like the kind of person who would do that kind of thing.]

[He Yu, the third guard of the Yun family brigade: He did not lie when he swore the oath; the upper realm can verify the authenticity of the oath.]

Upon seeing these words, Yun Fuzhao felt relieved. She had been a little worried, but now she was relieved.

[Yun Family Team 3, Ziqian: You must participate in the Sect Competition as well.]

[Yun Family Team 2, Hong Ziqing: Little Zhao Zhao, if you participate more, we'll have a better chance of winning. Don't let our sect lose too badly.]

Several powerful figures have already regarded the Boundless Sword Sect as their own sect.

Yun Fuzhao: [No problem.]

She has been stuck at the Great Perfection of the Nascent Soul stage for a long time. The powerful being said that the Nascent Soul stage and the Out-of-Body stage are a watershed. Only by crossing this threshold can she possibly ascend.

Ascension was something Yun Fuzhao had never considered.

Her biggest wish now is to manage the Boundless Sword Sect well, select an upright and kind successor, hand over the position of sect leader, and finally retire gracefully.

These days, Yun Fuzhao is so busy that he doesn't have time to cultivate.

“Yun Fuzhao.” Que Chi leaned against her door, looking like he had been waiting for her for a long time.

"Did today end so quickly?"

Que Chi has been teaching his disciples simulation techniques these past few days, but progress has been slow. The Ghost Clan's unique secret technique is not easy to learn.

"Hmm." Que Chi stretched. "They've finally made some progress."

The disciples who learned the Simulation Technique were all chosen by Que Chi himself. Yun Fuzhao discovered that they had a common characteristic: their appearances were not distinctive, the kind that would disappear into a crowd in an instant.

Que Chi: "I'd like to remind you that your disciples should not use this secret technique during the sect competition."

Yun Fuzhao nodded, "I didn't originally plan for them to participate."

"what do you mean?"

Yun Fuzhao looked around and said, "I plan to train them to be like assassins, you understand?"

"This is acceptable."

In those novels, powerful figures would train a group of elusive, secret guards. If she learned simulation techniques, it would be a trump card in any future battles.

Similarly, once Yun Fuzhao has thoroughly mastered the entire "Void Dragon's Roar" scroll, he will teach it all to them.

Now, all disciples in their sect can learn the Void Dragon Roar technique. However, the results of their learning vary from person to person.

[You Ziqian rewarded me with Sword Shadow Splitting Light Technique x1]

System 001: [Congratulations to the streamer, You Ziqian, for gaining 400 points! Your fan level has increased.]

[Yun Family Team 4, You Ziqian: Most people have encountered the Void Dragon's Roar technique, so it's not exactly a life-saving trump card. This sword move was created after my ascension; it's unique.]

[Yun Family Brigade 3rd Guard He Yu: I'm not convinced! When will my level be increased?]

[Yun Family Brigade 2, Ren Chensheng: I'm not convinced either.]

Haha, you guys are really something, even starting to compare yourselves.

System 001: [The level determination criteria are related to the influence of the gifts given to the streamer. The more crucial the moment a gift is given, the faster the level will increase. Please keep up the good work, everyone!]

Yun Fuzhao was both amused and exasperated. Now, who could tell who the streamer was?

"What are you thinking about?"

Que Chi waved his hand in front of her, finally bringing Yun Fuzhao back to her senses. The smile on her lips had not yet faded.

Que Chi snorted coldly, "Which young lover are you thinking of, making you laugh so happily?"

"What little lover?" Yun Fuzhao slapped his hand away. "Who else is it?"

Que Chi kindly pointed it out to her, "One is from the demon race, and the other is from the fox race."

Yun Fuzhao looked at him suspiciously, and after a long while, he suddenly said, "A member of the Ghost Clan."

As soon as he finished speaking, the person in front of him froze, and his silver-adorned ears turned bright red.

He coughed and retorted, "Nonsense."

"You know that too?" Yun Fuzhao glared at him irritably. "Instead of wasting time being jealous, you should be training them in simulation techniques."

"..."

Caught off guard by having his thoughts exposed, Que Chi's heart raced, but he still stubbornly insisted, "Jealousy? Those two words don't even exist in my life. Let alone for a heartless thing like you."

"Hey, why are you resorting to personal attacks?"

Que Chi roughly stroked Yun Fuzhao's hair like he was petting a dog, messing up her hairstyle. "Just telling the truth."

Yun Fuzhao was furious and took out the Wuji Sword, chasing after him throughout the entire sect.

The commotion was noticed by the fox sitting in the tree.

Tang Xing, standing to the side, sullenly said, "How can the princess flirt with other males!"

Qi Huai glanced at him lazily, "You misspoke."

"Huh?" Tang Xing was a little confused, thinking he was referring to that title. "She touched the young master's tail and ears, and she even courted you. Isn't she the princess yet?"

Qi Huai nodded, "Yes."

His gaze fell on the woman who was running with a flushed face, and the corners of his lips unconsciously turned up. "What's wrong is 'flirting'."

He pointed his long, slender fingers into the air. "Look."

Tang Xing looked in the direction he was pointing and immediately gasped. This was definitely not flirting. Yun Fuzhao's moves looked like he really wanted to beat someone to death.

"The princess is so majestic."

Que Chi couldn't dodge in time and fell to the ground. Yun Fuzhao was about to pounce on him and punch him a few times when someone grabbed his collar.

She turned her head and met that face that could captivate anyone.

Qi Huai smiled and said, "Stop hitting me, doesn't your hand hurt?"

He took Yun Fuzhao's hand and said, "Even if you're not in pain, it hurts me."