After her senior sister was reborn, she actually became a powerful and arrogant protagonist?!

Chu Luobai frowned, subconsciously feeling that this contract was a bit too domineering.

"Hmm, I don't know about that."

Hulu scratched his head, his little face scrunched up.

"However, my master once told me that the merfolk do not actually like such contracts."

If the other party dies, you will also perish. Who would like such a contract?

No wonder the merfolk have chosen to live in seclusion in the South China Sea, unwilling to emerge from the world for hundreds of years.

"Master, please don't worry about those things anymore. We agreed that we would manage the Sword Lake Blessed Land once we returned to the sect."

Hulu kept shaking Chu Luobai's shoulders, looking somewhat anxious.

"Okay, okay, I'll go back now."

Chu Luobai sighed helplessly and pulled open her shirt to reveal her fair shoulders.

On the left side of his chest, a sword-shaped golden rune was imprinted, seemingly shimmering with light.

Chu Luobai channeled her spiritual energy into it, and the next second she arrived at the Sword Lake Blessed Land.

Previously, when Chu Luobai was in Tianyuan Imperial City, he was in a hurry to digest the spiritual power of the remnant soul, and after digesting it, he was in a hurry to return to the sect.

She had never really looked closely at this vast Sword Lake Blessed Land.

At the very center of Jianhu Blessed Land is a deep, mirror-like lake, its water so clear and transparent that it seems to reflect all things in the world.

The gourd carried Chu Luobai to land beside the lake. As soon as they got close, Chu Luobai felt countless sword energies.

"This is...."

Chu Luobai subconsciously looked down into the lake, where countless cold sword lights shone beneath the shimmering water.

“These were all left behind by the previous owner when he practiced swordsmanship here. He was very dedicated to his training. Once, he stayed here for ten years without eating or drinking. I was so worried about him.”

Hulu recalled somewhat angrily.

“I wanted to get rid of all these things that were in the way, but the owner said they should be left for the new owner.”

"They even said the new owner would be very happy to see this."

The gourd stared at the lake shrouded in sword energy, tilting its head in bewilderment.

"What's so great about these things? Are you happy now, Master?"

"Of course I'm happy."

Chu Luobai reached out and rubbed the gourd's head, then stepped onto the water.

The toes lightly touched the water's surface, creating a series of ripples.

The further Chu Luobai went, the more she could feel the rich spiritual energy around her and the sword intent permeating the air.

Even Lingxiao, who was on his back, began to get excited.

"Do you know about the gourd? It's filled with the sword energy left behind by the Sword Immortal, which is priceless to sword cultivators."

Are these things really that powerful?

The gourd tilted its head; as a spirit formed from the essence of this world, it could not comprehend its masters' feelings toward the sword.

In its eyes, those swords were just like the dirt on the ground—nothing more than objects.

"If I take this Sword Lake out, I can establish my own sect based on it and no one will say anything."

"Hulu, we won't go anywhere else today."

As Chu Luobai walked to the small island in the middle of Sword Lake, the sword energy he encountered along the way gave him a subtle understanding.

"Hey! Why are both owners like this?"

The gourd, which had intended to properly introduce the Sword Lake Blessed Land to Chu Luobai, stomped its feet in anger.

Chu Luobai summoned Lingxiao, who stood quietly by the lake, holding a long sword.

With his eyes gently closed, the sword energy surrounding him seemed almost tangible.

In a daze, Chu Luobai saw a figure standing by the lake, holding a long sword, just like her.

The person moved the instant the breeze swept by.

The sword tip sliced ​​through the air, producing a faint hum.

His movements became faster and faster, the sound of his sword gradually grew louder, and as the sword energy surged, the sword energy that was originally hidden at the bottom of the lake also began to vibrate.

Chu Luobai acted on impulse, and the sword move he used was exactly the same as that figure.

The gourd sat on a tree branch in the distance, idly swinging its toes.

The tall, slender figure in the distance gradually overlapped with the one in my memory.

"It's strange, why do the masters all like this place so much?"

"Never mind, I'll talk to the master about the Sword Tower later."

Lakeside.

I do not know how long it has been.

Chu Luobai sheathed his longsword and let out a long sigh of relief.

The sword intent and sword energy left behind by this senior sword immortal are indeed exquisite.

In a short period of time, Chu Luobai felt that he had gained a lot of insights, and even Lingxiao had grown.

However, the spiritual power of this half-step ascending expert was too strong. Chu Luobai wanted to practice for a while longer, but he still couldn't withstand it.

The sword energy that filled the entire lake was constantly tearing at her skin.

"I wonder when I will be able to reach the level of the Drunken Sword Immortal."

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Day two.

As dawn broke, Chu Luobai got up as usual and headed to the Strength Training Sword Square.

Although she no longer needed this kind of cultivation after reaching the Dao Integration Realm.

But when Chu Luobai thought of how his master, who had already entered the Mahayana stage, insisted on coming every day, he felt embarrassed to slack off.

Half a month later, there were noticeably more disciples in the sword-training square.

It still can't compare to the number of people in a lifetime.

"Everyone has his own ambition."

Chu Luobai shrugged indifferently, found a secluded corner, and summoned Lingxiao to begin cultivating.

Yesterday, after returning to Xiaoyao Peak, Chu Luobai went straight to her room, and Qiu Lin was also exhausted and went back to her room to sleep.

This resulted in not many disciples knowing that Chu Luobai had returned to Xiaoyao Peak.

The disciples were all shocked when they saw Chu Luobai appear.

The returning disciples all said that Chu Luobai disappeared along with the Poet Saint's Secret Realm.

Several disciples close to Xiao Xuancheng also spread rumors that Chu Luobai's own excessive greed led to his demise in the secret realm.

With almost everyone assuming that Chu Luobai was no longer coming back.

Not only did Chu Luobai suddenly appear, but he also seemed to have become stronger.

The disciples' initial surprise gradually turned into envy as they thought about what good opportunities Chu Luobai might have obtained in the Poet Saint's Secret Realm.

Zhao Yunlan, standing among the disciples, was filled with disbelief.

Despite being at the mid-stage of the Refining Spirit realm, he hadn't even noticed Chu Luobai's approach.

Zhao Yunlan knew perfectly well what this meant, but he just refused to believe it.

He's still stuck in the mid-stage of Refining Spirit, how could Chu Luobai have advanced again!

She's just a woman with average talent and no Daoist heart, how could she possibly cultivate so much faster than me!

Zhao Yunlan gripped his long sword tightly, walked slowly through the crowd to Chu Luobai, and questioned him.

"Chu Luobai, have you been practicing some kind of evil art?"

Chu Luobai, who was diligently practicing her swordsmanship, was so startled by these words that she almost thought she had misheard.

He was almost falsely accused of being a demonic cultivator back in Xiaoyao Peak, and now that he's just returned, he's being publicly questioned again about whether he's practicing some evil arts.

In that instant, Chu Luobai couldn't help but wonder why he hadn't noticed in his past life that the people on Xiaoyao Peak all had some kind of mental problem.