All beasts submit, and the peerless imperial princess is about to defy the heavens!

A short while later, Nian Zhao came out and led everyone to set off.

They rode in a flying magical artifact prepared by the sect, which could accommodate several hundred people, making quite a grand spectacle.

As for the Second Elder, he was already quite impatient with managing the sect's affairs, so he took advantage of this time to secretly go into seclusion.

As for matters within the sect, they were naturally delegated to the Third Elder, Zhu Kangle.

Nian Zhao was quick-witted and managed to snatch this job. He didn't want to stay in the sect and manage so many things; it gave him a headache.

It's better to go out.

Because the place was spacious, each of them had their own room.

The first thing Feng Ning did upon returning to her room was to enter the spatial dimension to continue practicing her swordsmanship.

She practices 300 times a day, but she's only done a dozen or so, which is far from enough.

Fortunately, time flows relatively slowly in this space; otherwise, she would have no time to do anything but practice her sword all day.

She repeated the same movements over and over again, practicing the same sword moves time and time again.

Dull and tasteless.

She didn't quite understand the point of doing this. This basic sword technique wasn't very lethal; it was just to teach people how to use a sword.

So even if you master it, it doesn't seem to be of much use.

It seems that, apart from wasting time, it is really of no use at all.

But she always felt that Nian Zhao wouldn't assign such a boring assignment; there must be some reason behind it.

Perhaps she hasn't grasped the meaning enough and can't understand its deeper significance.

If you can't understand it, then do it.

Whatever its purpose, since it's homework assigned by Nian Zhao, she just needs to complete it on time.

She practiced it three hundred times until her arms ached when she stopped again.

She took out a pill and swallowed it, partly to replenish her physical strength and partly to restore her mental state.

After washing up briefly, I left the space.

As soon as I stepped outside, I saw Nian Zhao standing at the door.

"Master, why are you here?"

Nian Zhao looked at her in confusion, "Where did you go just now?"

Feng Ning was taken aback, then looked at him with a smile, "I'm in the room."

"Really? But I couldn't sense your presence just now."

Feng Ning looked at him speechlessly, "What else can I do? I wasn't in the room, so did I fly away?"

Nian Zhao still looked inquisitive.

Feng Ning could only say helplessly, "Actually, it's not a big deal. I was practicing my sword inside and was afraid of disturbing others, so I set up an array to prevent others from probing me."

Hearing her say that, Nian Zhao began to believe her somewhat.

After all, there really was a formation around her house, which could indeed isolate the aura inside.

If she hadn't opened the door, he wouldn't have sensed Feng Ning's presence at all.

With that thought in mind, he stopped worrying about it. "Alright, how's your training going?"

Feng Ning thought for a moment and said, "I've practiced it dozens of times, but it hasn't been very effective."

Then he asked, "Master, why do you want me to practice swordsmanship? This swordsmanship can't be used to fight, and it's not good for physical fitness. It seems like the only thing it does is waste time."

Nian Zhao rolled her eyes at her. "Do I look like such a boring person? Just focus on your training, and you'll eventually see the benefits."

"Can't we say it now?"

"What good will saying it now change?"

Feng Ning thought about it and realized that nothing really could be changed. She would still practice as before, and if there was no effect, there would still be no effect.

Until those benefits materialize, it's all just empty promises; whether she listens or not doesn't matter.

Having figured this out, she had nothing more to ask. "Alright, I'll continue practicing then."

"it is good."

Seeing how hard she was trying, Nian Zhao didn't bother her anymore.

Feng Ning had actually already completed the three hundred repetitions.

But since she was idle anyway, she might as well practice swordsmanship, so she practiced for a while longer.

After practicing all morning and taking a short break at noon, I started studying the formations again.

Having many skills is never a bad thing; she won't put all her eggs in one basket.

Moreover, she had agreed to Xingjin Tianzun's condition that she should research the ancient teleportation array as soon as possible.

Originally, formations were just an auxiliary ability for her, but now that I think about it, I should really practice them properly.

She then began her tireless cultivation journey.

Practice swordsmanship in the morning, study formations in the afternoon, and cultivate mental strength in the evening.

Very busy.

And then there's Qingyi. I don't know why, but even though she can understand what people are saying and has her own consciousness, she just won't speak.

Even though Ye Yuan said it, it can talk now.

That evening, she remembered this matter, went into her spatial dimension, and studied it carefully.

"Qingyi, do you even know how to speak?"

Qingyi tilted her head and looked at her for a while, her little mouth seemed to open slightly, but she didn't react.

"Can you understand what I'm saying?"

Qing nodded, indicating that she understood.

Feng Ning was even more puzzled. "This is strange. Could it be that Ye Yuan failed?"

Just as she was thinking this, she saw Qingyi running around with her little legs moving.

I don't know what they're doing, but they look very busy.

Feng Ning was speechless.

Just like a little kid who hasn't grown up...

Just as she was thinking this, a sudden idea struck her!

child?

According to this line of thinking, if Qingyi were a child now, it would be understandable that he wouldn't be able to speak.

No one is born knowing how to speak; shouldn't they be taught?

Although Qingyi isn't a real child, he's still a newborn, so it's reasonable that he can't speak yet.

She couldn't wait to test her idea.

He quickly turned around, pulled Qingyi over, and placed her in his palm.

"Qingyi, come here, tell me, ah..."

Qing blinked her big eyes at her.

"..." Could it be that she's overthinking it?

She looked up, somewhat disappointed, "Sigh..."

Then a small voice came out, "Sigh..."

Feng Ning suddenly lowered her head and looked at her palm. "Hmm?"

Then, Qingyi's childish voice came out, "Hmm?"

Feng Ning's face lit up with surprise. "Are you mimicking my voice?"

Qingyi opened her mouth slightly, but couldn't say anything more, so she just nodded.

He can't say such a long sentence yet!

"Okay, okay, don't rush, let's take it slow. Tell me first, boss."

Aoichi said, "Ahhh..."

Feng Ning smiled and tapped his head. "Remember, I'm your boss."

Qing nodded slightly.

Feng Ning shook her head, "You can't nod, you have to learn to speak."

Qingyi thought for a moment and then let out a sound, "Ah."

Feng Ning was instantly amused, and then cheerfully called out Kong Kong's name.

Kongkong was lazy and idle every day. He did nothing but sunbathe and sleep in his space and didn't need to cultivate.

Let him teach Qingyi to speak.