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The paper crane landed lightly on the plaza of Sword Peak. Lin Yitang dismounted and looked around, her gaze quickly drawn to the male cultivator beside her.

The male cultivator was in his early twenties, with a robust physique and a bare upper body covered in bulging muscles.

At this moment, he was wielding a heavy, jet-black sword in the square. Each swing created a gust of wind, stirring up dust. His face and body were covered in sweat, making him appear even more rugged and untamed.

Lin Yitang clicked her tongue in amazement, thinking that this must be the client of this mission. Judging from his demeanor, his strength must be extraordinary. Moreover, the murderous aura emanating from him made him someone not to be underestimated.

After finishing a set of sword techniques, the male cultivator sheathed his sword, strode up to Lin Yitang, and grinned: "You must be Junior Sister Lin, who came to accept the mission?"

Lin Yitang nodded, clasped his hands in a fist and said, "That's right. Senior brother, are you the one who issued the mission?"

The male cultivator laughed and patted his chest: "That's right, it's me. My surname is Qin, you can call me Senior Brother Qin, Junior Sister. Since you're here, let's skip the small talk and get straight to the point."

Lin Yitang secretly observed Senior Brother Qin and saw that his aura was surging, indicating that his cultivation level should be at the seventh level of Qi Refining, the same as hers. She nodded and was about to speak when she saw Senior Brother Qin frown, seemingly somewhat puzzled.

Senior Brother Qin looked Lin Yitang up and down, frowning: "Strange, I clearly posted a task for the late stage of Qi Refining. Logically, it should be someone at the ninth or tenth level of Qi Refining who should accept it. How come someone at the seventh level of Qi Refining has come? And a frail girl at that."

Lin Yitang has delicate features, with long black hair casually tied up with a red ribbon. She wears a loose outer disciple's robe and has a slender figure. Her arms and legs appear somewhat thin, as if a gust of wind could blow her over.

Seeing that Senior Brother Qin seemed to have doubts, Lin Yitang chuckled and said, "Senior Brother, you don't need to doubt my strength. Although I don't have much fighting experience, I can handle sparring. Just leave it to me, Senior Brother. Don't worry, I'm very strong."

Seeing that she was confident, Senior Brother Qin led Lin Yitang to a bustling martial arts arena.

He pointed to the small arenas on the field and said, "The rules of my One Sword Peak sect have always been lenient, and it is common for disciples to spar and compete with each other. These arenas were set up for this purpose."

Lin Yitang looked in the direction he pointed and saw swords flashing on the arena, with disciples leaping and dodging with the agility of dragons. She nodded, a hint of eagerness flashing in her eyes.

Seeing this, Senior Brother Qin frowned, paused, and couldn't help but say, "Junior Sister, it's not that I don't trust you, but sparring is dangerous, and I'm afraid I might accidentally cut you in two. How about letting my junior brother spar with you? He's also looking for a sparring partner, and you won't be shortchanged."

Seeing that he couldn't persuade Senior Brother Qin, Lin Yitang stopped talking.

Before long, a slender white-robed swordsman stepped into the training ground and walked straight toward Senior Brother Qin.

The thin male cultivator looked at Lin Yitang with a hint of surprise in his eyes and asked Senior Brother Qin, "Senior Brother, why is your sparring partner a female junior brother?"

Senior Brother Qin waved his hand casually, "It's alright, let's try it first, and we'll make further plans if it really doesn't work. This is Junior Sister Lin. Although she is a woman, her cultivation is no weaker than mine, so she should not be underestimated."

He turned to Lin Yitang and solemnly introduced, "Junior Sister Lin, this is my junior brother Zhao Qian, whose cultivation has reached the fifth level of Qi Refining. He will be sparring with you for the next month. Please give him your guidance."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qian bowed to Lin Yitang and said, "Greetings, Junior Sister Lin. Please do not hold back."

Lin Yitang returned the greeting, saying, "Senior Brother Zhao, you're too kind. I'm new here, so I'd appreciate your guidance."

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yitang and Zhao Qian found a fighting ring and began to fight. For a moment, the ring was filled with the energy of swords, and the tension was palpable.

Zhao Qian struck first, drawing his longsword with a dragon-like aura, aiming straight for Lin Yitang's face. Although he looked thin, Zhao Qian was a legitimate swordsman and his strength was indeed formidable.

Lin Yitang swayed slightly, nimbly dodging the sword's edge. With her right hand forming a seal, several fireballs formed from spiritual energy roared out and entangled with Zhao Qian's sword light.

One of the original owner's best skills was movement techniques. Now, Lin Yitang has mastered all of the original owner's movement techniques and footwork, making it difficult for Zhao Qian to catch her.

The two exchanged blows, their swords flashing and sparks flying in a tangled web. Zhao Qian's swordsmanship was fierce, his attacks relentless, forcing Lin Yitang to dodge repeatedly. But Lin Yitang's movements were agile, always managing to evade a fatal blow at the last second and seize an opportunity to counterattack.

Initially, Lin Yitang, lacking practical combat experience, suffered quite a few losses, being slashed by Zhao Qian's sword several times. She only managed to avoid injury thanks to her agile movements and superior cultivation. However, during the battle, Lin Yitang gradually figured out Zhao Qian's sword techniques.

Her mind raced, and she channeled her spiritual energy to form an earth-attribute barrier around her—an earth shield technique. Each time Zhao Qian's longsword struck the barrier, it produced a series of piercing scraping sounds, yet it couldn't penetrate the earth shield in the slightest.

Seeing that the longsword was ineffective, Zhao Qian changed his sword technique, transforming it into countless sword shadows that surged towards Lin Yitang like a tidal wave. Lin Yitang's expression turned solemn as she rapidly formed hand seals, transforming her spiritual energy into water arrows that shot towards the sword shadows.

Arrows and sword shadows clashed violently, unleashing a series of earth-shattering roars. The two figures intertwined, their moves becoming increasingly ruthless and cunning.

Lin Yitang suddenly let out a clear shout, her figure vanishing from her spot and reappearing behind Zhao Qian in the next instant. A golden sword materialized in her right hand, whistling sharply as it tore through the air, and she thrust it straight towards Zhao Qian's back. Zhao Qian reacted quickly, rolling away to narrowly avoid the deadly attack.

Before he could even react, Lin Yitang had already closed in, striking him in the chest with a palm. Zhao Qian hurriedly raised his sword to block, but Lin Yitang's palm strike was a feint. A wisp of wood-elemental energy flew out from her left hand, transforming into vines that coiled around Zhao Qian—this was the Wood Entangling Technique.

Zhao Qian knew he was in trouble. In the blink of an eye, he was tightly bound by the vines. He gritted his teeth and exerted his strength, giving his longsword a sudden jolt, but he still couldn't break through Lin Yitang's vines and had no choice but to admit defeat.

Zhao Qian approached his senior brother Qin with a long face, his tone full of helplessness and grievance: "Senior brother, where did you find this girl? She's so fierce, she's practically a female demon! Her control over spiritual energy is more troublesome than a poisonous snake! Not only could I not hit her, but she also made me unable to move, I couldn't even touch her!"

Senior Brother Qin was also surprised. He didn't expect that Lin Yitang's claim of being strong was actually true.

He patted Zhao Qian on the shoulder and comforted him, "Junior brother, don't be anxious. Victory and defeat are common occurrences. Junior sister Lin's strength has indeed exceeded my expectations. Just work hard to improve in the future."

After saying that, he turned to Lin Yitang, cupped his hands and said, "Junior Sister Lin, I underestimated you before. Let's continue our sparring tomorrow. Please give me your guidance."

Lin Yitang smiled slightly and returned the greeting with clasped hands: "Senior brother, you are too kind. It is my honor to be able to exchange skills with junior brother Zhao."

She peered through the gate of the training ground and glanced at the sky outside, realizing that night had already fallen. She then said, "Since it's getting late, let's call it a day. I need to rest and reflect on what I've learned today."

Senior Brother Qin nodded in agreement, saying, "Junior Sister is right. The key to cultivation is perseverance. If we fight again tomorrow, we will surely reach a higher level."