Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords, Zeng Shushu Gifts a Book!

The next day, early in the morning.

Under Su Ru's lead, Bai Ye and Tian Ling'er headed for Xiaozhu Peak.

Xiaozhu Peak.

It was likewise one of the Seven Qingyun Veins. Unlike Dazhu Peak, which was abundant in Black Bamboo, Xiaozhu Peak produced a kind of bamboo known as Tear Bamboo.

This bamboo was exceptionally tough and emerald green, reputed to be the toughest bamboo in the world.

Because there was a red spot inside the bamboo resembling a teardrop, making it extraordinarily beautiful, it became known as Tear Bamboo.

At the same time, because Xiaozhu Peak only accepted female disciples, the peak and its Tear Bamboo became famous throughout the world.

This time, Grandmaster Shuiyue was holding a disciple-taking ceremony.

The Seven Peaks had all learned of it, and nearly every Peak Head had sent disciples to attend the ceremony.

Thus, Xiaozhu Peak was rather lively today. The outstanding disciples of the Seven Peaks had almost all gathered here.

Xiao Yicai of Tongtian Peak, Qi Hao of Longshou Peak, Zeng Shushu of Fenghui Peak, and others—these were all disciples of considerable talent from their respective peaks, representing their peaks at the ceremony.

Bai Ye was still dressed in snow-white robes today, with the Demon Suppressing Divine Sword and the Drunken God Gourd hanging from his waist. Every now and then, he took a swig of wine.

"Humph! Drunken Madman Senior Brother, you're still drinking? If Senior Shui Yue sees you later, just wait for death!"

"Senior Shui Yue hates disciples like you the most!"

Tian Ling'er looked at Bai Ye beside her with her little eyes, her face full of schadenfreude.

"Little Ling'er, your senior brother isn't afraid. What are you afraid of?"

Bai Ye merely smiled faintly, utterly unconcerned.

At the same time, his gaze swept over the many disciples who had come to Xiaozhu Peak to attend the ceremony.

It seemed Grandmaster Shuiyue truly valued this personal disciple. The occasion was actually this grand.

"So that's Dazhu Peak's personal disciple?"

"You can tell just by looking at his wine gourd and smelling the alcohol all over him. Someone like that can become Dazhu Peak's future Peak Head?"

"How infuriating! A guy like him can actually become the future Peak Head?!"

"If Head Seat Tian of Dazhu Peak hadn't been protecting him, this fellow would have been driven out of Qingyun Sect long ago."

At Xiaozhu Peak, quite a few disciples from the Seven Peaks were looking at Bai Ye, their expressions carrying a trace of resentment.

Clearly, Bai Ye's name was rather well-known among the Seven Peaks.

Bai Ye simply ignored everyone's indignation.

How could these people possibly know of his strength and talent?

"Junior Sister Su Ru, this must be Bai Ye, Dazhu Peak's prized disciple?"

At that moment, a graceful woman dressed in snow-white robes appeared before Bai Ye and the others. Her gaze rested on Bai Ye, and her expression also revealed a hint of displeasure.

Shui Yue knew of Bai Ye, this disciple of Dazhu Peak.

She had heard that this disciple disliked cultivation and enjoyed drinking. Seeing Bai Ye reeking of alcohol and dressed so casually, she knew the rumors were true.

Shui Yue had always disliked such disciples. Especially since Bai Ye was from Dazhu Peak, she disliked him even more.

"Senior Sister Shui Yue, congratulations on gaining such an excellent disciple."

"Little Ye, this is Head Seat Shui Yue. Why haven't you greeted Senior Shui Yue?"

Su Ru smiled faintly at her words, then looked at Bai Ye and spoke.

"Greetings, Senior Shui Yue!" Bai Ye said respectfully.

Shui Yue's expression was cold as she looked at Bai Ye. "No need. I cannot bear being addressed as Senior by such an outstanding disciple of Dazhu Peak."

Damn it!

Old hag!

I gave you face, and you took it!

Bai Ye immediately began cursing inwardly.

He had not even said anything, yet this old hag had already started picking a fight.

Hearing Shui Yue's words, Su Ru could only shake her head with a bitter smile.

Senior Sister Shui Yue had always disliked Dazhu Peak's disciples. She especially disliked someone like Bai Ye, whose "reputation" in Qingyun Sect was far from small.

"Little Ye, go have a look around. Interact with the disciples from the other peaks."

Unable to do anything else, she could only find an excuse to send Bai Ye away.

Bai Ye readily agreed.

That old hag did not like him, and he did not like her either.

As one of the Seven Qingyun Veins, Xiaozhu Peak was naturally vast. Tear Bamboo stood tall everywhere, and together with the many women of Xiaozhu Peak, formed a unique scenic sight.

On one side of Xiaozhu Peak, many female disciples were gathered around a girl who looked about seven or eight years old, chattering away.

There were also quite a few male disciples from the various peaks nearby, clearly trying to make their presence known among these Xiaozhu Peak disciples.

Bai Ye turned his gaze toward that seven- or eight-year-old girl.

Though she looked only seven or eight, she wore snow-white robes. Her childish face carried a trace of coldness and breathtaking beauty. One could imagine that once she grew up, she would undoubtedly become a great beauty.

This must be the disciple Grandmaster Shuiyue intended to take this time—Lu Xueqi.

Bai Ye withdrew his gaze. He had no intention of joining the crowd and merely wanted to find a nice place to take a nap.

"Ding! Congratulations, Host. You have signed in at Xiaozhu Peak and received the reward: Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords."

Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords: A supreme sword technique rumored to have been created by the Ancient Sword Emperor. With one sword strike, it transformed into ten thousand eight thousand sword forms, its power boundless. A single blow was enough to shatter an entire mountain range, capable of shaking heaven and making ghosts weep.

Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords?!

Upon hearing the system's notification, Bai Ye's expression remained calm, but his heart trembled slightly.

Nice!

It looked like this was another supreme Divine Art.

Over the past five years of signing in, although Bai Ye had signed in every day, the things he obtained had not been particularly valuable.

Even the top-tier Divine Arts could not compare to the likes of the Divine Sword Lightning Control True Art.

Now, the Ten Thousand Eight Thousand Swords he had obtained by signing in at Xiaozhu Peak was clearly a Divine Art and martial skill no weaker than the Divine Sword Lightning Control True Art.

"Brother, what are you grinning foolishly about?"

Suddenly, a voice interrupted Bai Ye's fantasies.

A man dressed in luxurious robes appeared directly before Bai Ye. He looked at Bai Ye with curiosity in his eyes.

"My name is Zeng Shushu. Brother, I heard you're Dazhu Peak's chief disciple, the legendary Drunken Sword Immortal."

"Not bad, kid. Even I, Zeng Shushu, don't have a title like that. How long have you been in the sect, yet you already have such an impressive title?"

Zeng Shushu looked extremely vexed.

"You want that title? Starting today, I'll give you my title of Drunken Sword Immortal."

Bai Ye looked at Zeng Shushu with a faintly amused smile.

"I would like it, but unfortunately, I don't possess your elegant bearing, Junior Brother Bai Ye."

"Look at you—those white robes, the divine sword and wine gourd at your waist. That temperament is truly extraordinary. Those common fools simply don't understand you, but I absolutely believe in you."

"I know about you, Junior Brother Bai Ye. You've never lost to any disciple in a challenge."

Zeng Shushu narrowed his eyes and smiled at Bai Ye. "If Junior Brother Bai Ye were to use his full strength, those disciples who dislike you would have their eyes popping out."

Patting Bai Ye on the shoulder, Zeng Shushu pulled out a book. "I could tell at a glance that you're no ordinary man, Junior Brother. Take a look at this secret manual of mine that I never pass on to others."

Bai Ye took the book in a daze and slowly opened it.

When he flipped to the first page, he froze slightly.

Nice!

A dirty book!

Just what I'd expect from you.