It was hard to blame True Monarch Purple Universe for hesitating. After all, from the moment the Dao Integration Old Devil screamed to the moment his aura vanished completely, only a few seconds had passed.
This was a Dao Integration expert, a pillar of the Immortal Sect.
At that moment, True Monarch Purple Universe suddenly recalled what True Person Xiaoning had told him when trying to persuade him—all the things he hadn't believed.
Could this ancient cultivator who had emerged from seclusion really be one of the Sword Sect's four great elders, or some old monster of the Supreme Elder rank?
But if the cultivator really was an old monster of that level, how could the Dao Integration Old Devil have escaped from him?
He still had to go and take a look.
A flicker of purple light, and True Monarch Purple Universe vanished from above the clouds.
He was only following the rules. Even if it really was some old monster of the Sword Sect, would they actually attack him?
At Xuanyue Tower, the young master and his two subordinates walked out the front door.
They were going to turn themselves in. What the three of them had done wasn't serious, at its core; at worst, they'd be tossed into jail.
And since they were turning themselves in, they might even get a few days knocked off their sentence.
Sigh~
Hopefully, after getting out of the Law Enforcement Hall's jail, he'd be a little luckier.
"You three little devils managed to fool me earlier."
True Monarch Purple Universe's figure appeared within a faint wisp of purple qi.
Seriously?
Again?!
Was this ever going to end?!
The young master was wailing inside, but he moved without hesitation, not caring whether anyone was around.
Thud!
He dropped to his knees and quickly said, "Spare us, senior! The three of us have already learned our lesson, and we're on our way to turn ourselves in at the Law Enforcement Hall!"
Already learned their lesson?
True Monarch Purple Universe's thoughts stirred. "Which fellow Daoist did you run into earlier?"
"It was..." The young master was just about to answer when his mind went blank.
All that remained in his memory were two blurry figures. He couldn't remember who they were or what had happened.
"I don't remember."
Hmm?
Vast soul force condensed into fine threads and burrowed straight into the souls of the three before him, searching through their memories.
He searched through memories of fabricated souls, soul cultivation, refining resentment into swords, and all sorts of other odds and ends, but the scenes he actually wanted to see weren't there.
Something was wrong with their memories.
"You can go."
Although these three were demonic cultivators, they hadn't done anything heinous yet. True Monarch Purple Universe had no intention of making things difficult for three Nascent Soul juniors.
After they left, True Monarch Purple Universe stepped forward. A flash of purple light, and he entered the enormous underground laboratory beneath Xuanyue Tower.
A few minutes later, True Monarch Purple Universe returned to the surface empty-handed and transformed into a streak of purple light, darting toward the horizon.
Meanwhile, at school.
Zhang Yunlu had finally been given another opponent: Fang Lin, who carried a black battle saber.
"I admit I underestimated you a little earlier. You really are no match for those students as fragile as lambs."
He spoke loudly enough for plenty of students to hear, and they glared at him.
Fang Lin drew his battle saber and tossed the scabbard off the ring. The pitch-black blade looked especially heavy.
"So I'll use my full strength to defeat you."
Zhang Yunlu blinked, puzzled. Why was this guy saying such inexplicable things the moment he got up here?
"Enough talk. If it were me up there, I'd have gone straight for the slash!" Chi Jiuyu grumbled from the stands.
Talking tough before he'd even won—either there was something wrong with his head, or he didn't know his own limits.
"Almost forgot!" She slapped her forehead and hurriedly pulled out her phone.
[You have 5 unread messages]
The messages were from "My Most Respected Master." She'd just switched her phone to silent mode, so she hadn't heard them.
"How did you run into another Dao Integration expert?"
"Your Martial Uncle should have noticed. Wait where you are for a bit."
The next message came half a minute later.
"What's going on? Has your Martial Uncle arrived yet?"
"Answer me, now!"
"/Angry"
Chi Jiuyu: "..."
Since when had you ever cared about me this much?
"Martial Uncle, doesn't Master know what's going on over here?"
"Mm. My current condition is a little unusual, so your senior sister can't divine my whereabouts. You'll be affected too."
Oh!!
So that was it.
Chi Jiuyu's eyes lit up. No wonder Master had kept messaging her.
A rare opportunity—she hurriedly typed.
"I'm still being chased, Master."
The moment she sent the message, the other side replied.
"Bullshit! Those two nobodies can't chase you down. And if I can't see what's going on with you, your Martial Uncle must be right beside you. You still dare to lie to me? Looks like you're asking for a beating."
That was some terrifying typing speed.
Ah... This, this, this!
She'd been exposed right away. Chi Jiuyu's scalp prickled. When Master said she'd beat her, she meant it!
She should've known better than to tease her just then.
"I'll talk to senior sister." Xu Xing took the phone from her. "Just focus on watching the test."
"I was only joking! Martial Uncle, you have to explain it to Master for me, okay?"
"Don't worry."
I'll definitely tell her, but whether she listens is another matter.
Hearing Xu Xing agree, Chi Jiuyu finally felt a little reassured.
She looked up at the central ring. Zhang Yunlu and Fang Lin had already started fighting.
Because of the things Fang Lin had said at the start, she'd been pretty cautious. But after testing him with a couple of moves, she realized... he wasn't all that impressive?
He was naturally a little stronger than the previous challengers, and his saber techniques were quite fierce, but he was nowhere near the shadow she'd faced in the trial!
Emm...
Whatever, she'd better knock him off the ring quickly. If she dragged this out, the ring might give her another nasty review.
Zhang Yunlu really couldn't trust this ring, with its honeyed little mouth.
"Just as I thought—you're different from the others! But this is where it ends!" Fang Lin growled.
He bent slightly, gripping his saber with both hands.
He stepped forward! He slashed!
A streak of white light shot from the blade, heading straight for Zhang Yunlu.
A blade aura!
From childhood to adulthood, he'd always been number one.
On the Starry Sky Battlefield, he'd had a renowned master to teach him, and he'd honed his saber skills by fighting alien creatures that had been captured for him. He'd never lacked pills, either!
This time, he was going to be number one again!
Zhang Yunlu was nothing but a stepping stone on his path to greater heights!
Zhang Yunlu leaned slightly to the side, dodging it in an incredibly narrow margin.
"Not over yet!"
Two more blade auras tore through the air!
Three blade auras—his saber technique had reached minor mastery!
Fang Lin's figure rushed after the two blade auras, clearly hoping to decide the match with this move.
Zhang Yunlu neither dodged nor retreated. She raised her sword to meet him, and the instant it swung, the blade vanished.
When it reappeared, two sword auras clashed with the blade auras and canceled them out. The remaining five sword auras shot straight toward Fang Lin.
Seven sword auras—her sword technique had reached perfection!
She was giving it everything she had. During the trial, she'd died several times because she'd been careless, so she knew all too well that holding back meant not taking responsibility for her own life!
The sword auras drew closer and closer. Fang Lin could no longer dodge.
Soon, white light filled his vision. When his sight returned, he found himself standing outside the ring.
He'd lost?
Fang Lin looked dazed.
In the stands, Chi Jiuyu yawned.
That sword technique was pretty good—quite underhanded, especially the part where it suddenly vanished.
[Defender: rated Excellent]
That was really simple. Had it run out of things to say after repeating itself so many times?
[Challenger: Piled high with resources, yet smug over a sword technique that's only reached minor mastery. A frog at the bottom of a well, a buffoon putting on a show.]
This time, the insults weren't too harsh. After all, his performance really was better than the others'.
Fang Lin listened in a daze. After quite a while, he slowly walked forward, picked up his scabbard, and silently went back.
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