The whole family went mad, but the junior sister turned the tables and her luck soared.

Once the spirit swords that had been hiding in the sea of ​​clouds or surrounding Yun Yici flew away, the space around her suddenly opened up.

Huai Chuan remained obediently leaning against her back, while the yellow-robed sword spirit flew in front of her, like a little girl guiding her way.

Yun Yici then asked, "By the way, may I ask what your name is, senior?"

The yellow-robed sword spirit said, "My original name was Fu Luan, but now everyone calls me Xiang Si."

After she finished speaking, she explained, "My sword master's surname was Mo, and her given name was Xiangsi. She died at the young age of twenty-nine. Her master and your master were fellow disciples, so we are of the same lineage."

"No one else can enter this space except for us and the sect leader."

"A thousand years have passed, and we have transformed into the appearance of our master in life to accompany the sect leader and support the operation of the entire sect. Gradually, our names have become less important."

“I used to be the youngest in the sect, the Sword Master. Now that you’re here, you’re the junior sister.”

Yun Yici was speechless for a moment, as she had long anticipated the death of the owner of the Fuluan Sword.

However, what she didn't expect was that the Sword Master of Fuluan had just come of age when he died.

As she walked, Yun Yici seemed to actually see the lively and charming little girl who loved wearing yellow, walking in front of her amidst laughter and cheerful chatter.

Mo Xiangsi turned around and smiled at her, "I used to be the youngest in the sect, but now that you're here, it's your turn to be the junior sister."

As Yun Yici was lost in thought, she happened to meet Fu Luan's cold, emotionless eyes.

She jolted awake and instantly became clear-headed.

what happened?

Did she see Mo Xiangsi?

Fu Luan noticed that Yun Yici was acting strangely and advised, "When climbing this cloud ladder, you must not let your mind wander."

Yun Yici said, "Please give me your guidance, senior."

The spirit swords all rushed down, and Huai Chuan and Fu Luan, who were with her, both regarded her as one of their own.

Fu Luan said, "The disciples call this cloud ladder the Ladder of Wish Fulfillment. Anything you wish for can be realized."

Yun Yici gasped, finally understanding why she had just met Mo Xiangsi.

Her first reaction was regret, and then she thought that if Mo Xiangsi hadn't perished, the two of them could have met.

Yun Yici said, "I remember a senior saying earlier that this cloud ladder is also a test for entering the sect. In the end, it should not be about achieving one's goals, but about getting lost on this path."

Fu Luan said, "In the past, when our sect was recruiting disciples, anyone could climb this cloud ladder. As long as you reached the top, you would be qualified to become a disciple of our sect."

"Temptation is one, fear is another. Only those with a clear mind and who are compatible with the Great Dao can enter my sect."

Climbing this cloud ladder mainly requires a calm mind, so the disciples of Lingwei Sect climb it back and forth as if it were a game, while ordinary cultivators outside can't climb it no matter what.

Because if you have even the slightest distraction while climbing, you'll fail.

It will fulfill your every wish, even more than you can imagine.

Those who indulge in temptation will drown in it to death.

He who succumbs to fear only becomes more fearful.

For example, Yun Yici had previously wondered what would happen if she couldn't reach the end of the secret realm by the time it closed.

Huai Chuan stopped her in time; otherwise, if her idea had become a reality, this path would have truly never ended.

In fact, the spirit swords that accompanied her all the way up had been talking to her, chattering away to attract her attention, and were secretly helping her.

Having figured out the principle, Yun Yici then focused her attention on her feet and on every step she took.

When she focused her attention on herself, her mind naturally emptied, as peaceful and relaxed as if she were lying in the warm afternoon sun.

Yun Yici moved extremely fast, and she felt the wonder of the cloud ladder more and more.

The two precepts of the Cloud Ladder are: First, learn to relinquish your desires—love, passion, material desires, and the desire to kill—and not be dominated by them, until you forget yourself and the world, and are free and at ease.

Secondly, learn to face your fears correctly and never amplify them.

Only with a pure and undistracted mind can one ascend to the highest path.

Yun Yici understood, quickened her pace, and could vaguely see the end of the cloud ladder.

Nevertheless, she still reminded herself not to be deceived by her own desires.

Meanwhile, Mu Yunjian and Ning Tinglan, who had only climbed a short distance, were unaware that the gap between them and Yun Yici was widening even further.

Mu Yunjian ascended the cloud ladder with a whoosh and moved swiftly along it, while Ning Tinglan followed at a distance.

After a short while, Ning Tinglan noticed that something seemed off about Mu Yunjian.

At this moment, Mu Yunjian was too excited, and all he could see was the summit.

Ning Tinglan frowned slightly, then sped up and blocked Mu Yunjian's path.

He said, "Senior Brother Mu, wait a moment, don't rush. I feel that this cloud ladder is a bit strange."

Mu Yunjian shoved him away and said, "Didn't you hear how that great demon humiliated my mother? Even if I die on this cloud ladder today, I will definitely climb to the top."

"I want to get my hands on his essence and blood, and then trample him under my feet!!"

As dusk fell, he thought of his mother, and his heart was filled with sorrow and pain.

The powerful demon guarding the gate spoke harshly, but that was the truth.

Their demon clan was slaughtered; their original sin was weakness.

If it were the race of that giant beast outside, let alone being slaughtered, it would be more likely to slaughter other demon races. Who would dare to offend it?

As dusk settled, consumed by murderous intent, images of the day the clan was slaughtered gradually began to appear before his eyes.

Ning Tinglan noticed that Mu Yunjian's crimson eyes had turned bloodshot, and he was filled with murderous intent. He was about to slash forward with his spirit sword without any regard for the consequences.

He quickly drew his sword to block Mu Yunjian's attack.

He shouted, "Mu Yunjian, what's wrong with you?"

Mu Yunjian seemed to have lost his mind and didn't recognize him anymore.

Seeing that Mu Yunjian really wanted to kill him, Ning Tinglan was greatly shocked.

He reacted quickly, exchanging over a hundred blows with Mu Yunjian in the blink of an eye.

Before Ning Tinglan could think of any other solution, he caught a glimpse of about a hundred beams of light flying toward them from the distant clouds.

Ning Tinglan realized that things were really bad; they were now truly caught in a pincer movement.

He blocked Mu Yunjian's sword and shouted, "Mu Yunjian, wake up! You just said you wanted to be a good person and not be looked down upon by that great demon outside."

"What are you doing now? Are you going to slaughter your fellow disciples?"

"Look over there."

Ning Tinglan gestured for Mu Yunjian to look in the direction from which the beam of light had come.

However, by then, those bright objects were already clearly visible.

What flew towards them were about a hundred spirit swords.

They vary in thickness and style, and their sword energy can be either outward or inward. What they have in common is that they are all peerless divine weapons with a cold aura.

Ning Tinglan was stunned by the scene.

In a moment of distraction, he was accidentally slashed in the left arm by Mu Yunjian.

Fortunately, his specially made disciple robes were strong enough that he did not suffer any real harm.

The sword spirits were stunned by the sight of their fellow disciples killing each other.