Fellow Daoist! That scoundrel has written a new book again.

Thinking about this, Zhu Wuyao found it hard to accept. She planned to rest up and then continue to work on the rankings by day and night.

On Pinglan Mountain.

Liao Daoyou noticed Zhu Wuji's return, assuming he had eaten and drunk his fill and was going back to sleep.

This person is so unambitious and spends all day complaining. Just as he withdrew his divine sense, he saw his prized disciple, Han Ge, return.

Elder Liao nodded with a hint of satisfaction.

Han Ge stepped forward and proactively informed them of the rankings, his tone slightly arrogant:

"This disciple is incompetent. I entered the Sword Trial Realm twice last night, but could only raise my ranking to seventh."

"That's right. The higher you go, the less likely your ranking will change. You've really made Pinglan Mountain proud."

The Qingyun Sect has a large number of disciples, only slightly fewer than the Juque Sect, with more than twenty peaks of varying sizes. Although Elder Liao himself is quite powerful, he has fewer disciples.

Although it's just a small list, such results are still something to be proud of.

Receiving praise from his master, Han Ge smiled. He thought of the masked man from earlier and casually recounted it to Elder Liao:

"I encountered a masked person, who is probably also there to compete for a place on the minor ranking list."

"I thought it was some low-key senior brother who didn't want to reveal his identity, and I regarded him as a formidable rival. Fortunately, I did not fail to live up to Master's expectations and was not surpassed by him."

A masked person?

Elder Liao frowned slightly and asked:

"Why is this person hiding inside the sect? Does he have any other distinguishing features?"

Hearing his master's curiosity about this matter, Han Ge thought for a moment and replied:

"I took the initiative to go up and talk to him, but this fellow disciple seemed unable to speak."

"As for why you're wearing a mask..."

Han Ge smiled and teased, "Perhaps you want to become a mysterious expert on the list?"

Can’t speak…

Elder Liao saw the image of Zhu Wuji before his eyes.

Could it be that she's afraid Han Ge will discover her identity, and that's why she doesn't dare to speak?

He didn't intend to expose Zhu Wuji's identity. No matter what the kid thought, as long as he didn't cause trouble and wanted to strive for improvement, that was good.

Elder Liao probed discreetly:

"Oh? What's this person's ranking?"

"I came out around the same time as this person, and among the top dozens of people, I didn't see any changes that matched up."

Elder Liao had developed a somewhat favorable impression of Zhu Wuji.

Upon hearing Han Ge's words, although he felt a little regretful, he was not disappointed.

He nodded.

He offered some encouragement to Han Ge and provided guidance and answers to the questions he raised.

After everyone left, Elder Liao planned to find out what Zhu Wuji was doing. Since he had the idea of ​​turning over a new leaf, he, as his master, should lend a hand.

Divine senses probed out.

Zhu Wuji was fast asleep, and there was a wine pot with the lid left on the low table next to his bed!

"Humph!

"An unsatisfying thing!"

Elder Liao withdrew his divine sense again.

He also thought that if Zhu Wuji was feeling ashamed and motivated to improve, and was practicing swordsmanship in the courtyard, he would show up and give him some guidance.

Little did they know, they were witnessing Zhu Wuji wasting his days.

I'm afraid that the masked man wasn't Zhu Wuji!

It's no wonder Elder Liao speculated about him like that; he had been heartbroken by Zhu Wuji.

If it weren't for the importance of the master-disciple relationship, and the fact that this person had entered the sect through the Ascension Order, Elder Liao would have expelled him from the sect long ago.

They were replaced by Han Ge, Fu Yu, and others.

Elder Liao should probably check on this to see if he's tired or if he's overexerted his spiritual energy.

The initial impression of Zhu Wuji was extremely bad, so when Elder Liao saw him drinking and sleeping soundly, his first reaction was that he was neglecting his duties.

In truth, Zhu Wuji's credibility with him had completely collapsed.

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Zhu Wuyao was sound asleep.

She didn't realize that Elder Liao was silently deducting points from her score in his mind.

The scenes in my dream were bizarre and fantastical.

One moment he was being overwhelmed by the swordsman, the next he was ranked second to last, and then he was in the Sword Trial Realm, where the scenery was distorted and changed.

Perhaps it was the effects of the alcohol, but my mind was unusually active even in my sleep.

She dreamt of a swordsman leveling up by defeating monsters.

wrong!

The swordsman is leveling up by fighting her!

In the dream, the swordsman in the virtual realm of sword testing has an experience bar above his head. Every time he kills her, the swordsman levels up, growing from a small monster to a boss.

Zhu Wuyao felt an intense sense of pressure; his health bar was about to be depleted. However, the swordsman had a strong sense of ritual and was determined to finish Zhu Wuyao off with his ultimate move.

"boom--!"

She suddenly opened her eyes.

I woke up with a start.

A half-finished move appeared before my eyes.

Half a move... why is it still only half a move...?

What about the other half?

Last time, Zhu Wuyao was startled awake by this final half-move. She made a quick decision, took out the finest immortal wine and drank it down, wanting to continue the dream with the lingering aftertaste.

Yet he still only dreamed of half a move.

Zhu Wuyao raised his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. He was still a little drunk and had a headache.

But she won't admit her mistake.

That incomplete move must have originated from the Falling Leaf Sword Technique. The sword intent within it is inherited, as if it was meant to be executed in this way from the beginning. It is a derivation of the next level of the Falling Leaf Sword Technique.

While it shares the same lineage as the Falling Leaf Sword Technique, it also seems completely different.

She remembers it clearly.

The final level of the Falling Leaf Sword Technique is not nonexistent, but rather lost.

Back then, Zhu Wuyao's sect contribution points were limited, so he chose this "incomplete sword technique". He originally planned to change it later, but then he discovered that the Falling Leaf Sword Technique was practiced incorrectly by his predecessors.

The Falling Leaf Sword Technique should be rated higher.

That's why I kept practicing and never thought about changing.

However, the loss of the final level ultimately limited Zhu Wuyao's swordsmanship, resulting in her incomplete understanding of the Falling Leaf Sword Technique.

She walked into the courtyard.

He took out the bladeless sword.

Now, the bladeless sword has been repaired with a murderous intent, making it completely different from the broken sword of Falling Leaves Inviting Autumn in legend. So there's no worry about it becoming evidence.

Moreover, this sword is extremely simple.

The image of that half-finished sword move flashed through my mind.

As the bladeless sword moved, disrupting the spiritual energy in the courtyard, it seemed as if the power was concentrated in the sword. A cold glint appeared, indicating that the wind was moving, the leaves were moving, and the killing intent had been stirred.

The sword intent was poised to be unleashed.

But it came to an abrupt end the next moment.

The frozen sword aura dissipated, and the oppressive atmosphere in the courtyard vanished, leaving everything calm and peaceful.

"Indeed, only half a move..."

Let alone the complete sword technique, this sword move is only half a move, let alone comprehending the sword intent from the sword move.

Sheathing his sword, Zhu Wuyao sat back down on the threshold.

Qingyun Sect truly lives up to its reputation as a major sect of swordsmanship.

The Sword Testing Realm truly has its unique features.

It wasn't until she saw that half of the sword move that Zhu Wuyao realized that before that, she probably not only wielded a broken sword, but had also only learned half of the sword technique.

Sect Leader Fang helped her retrieve the broken sword.

He obtained half of the sword technique in the Star-Picking Tower.

What about the art of celestial observation?

Beyond the magic of making moves and stealing the sky, what other hidden techniques might there be?

Zhu Wuyao recalled the little girl trapped by fate in the water mirror when she broke through the mountain gate—

What can shelter you from the wind and rain can also keep you from seeing the light of day.