The Sword-Washing Pool

The Invincible Nascent Soul ran at lightning speed. Lu Yang reckoned that even if he were in its place, he could never fly that fast.

But no matter how fast it was, it still couldn't escape the First Senior Sister's grasp. She made a grabbing motion, and the Invincible Nascent Soul—which had fled so far it was almost out of the sect—was caught and brought back.

Even after being caught by the First Senior Sister, the Invincible Nascent Soul still refused to give up, trying everything it could to break free: Shrinking Earth, Drawing a Prison, Near at Hand, Yet Worlds Apart, the Lu Clan's Arhat Fist... Any opponent at the Nascent Soul Realm would have been beaten to death long ago.

Unfortunately, its opponent wasn't at the Nascent Soul Realm, so naturally, all those tricks were useless.

Whether it was running away or attacking, none of the Invincible Nascent Soul's many methods could overcome the First Senior Sister.

The Invincible Nascent Soul still bared its claws and fangs, trying to attack the First Senior Sister. She flicked its forehead with a finger, and only then did it quiet down, dazed and dizzy.

The First Senior Sister pinched the Invincible Nascent Soul by its little feet and swung it back and forth, looking thoughtful. "Its attack power is rather impressive. It's a pretty good attack method."

With that, she tossed the Invincible Nascent Soul back to Lu Yang.

"Still, this isn't the right path. You need to hone your skills and try to defeat your Nascent Soul."

"Yes."

Having learned the cultivation method for this stage, Lu Yang settled down and prepared to cultivate a sword formation.

The Seven-Star Sword Set he'd obtained from the Ancient Realm of Creation had been sitting in his identity jade token ever since. He'd