Time, Sword Intent Soars, The Pain of a Simp!

Time flies like an arrow, Sun Moon pass like falling flowers and flowing water.

In the blink of an eye, spring has turned to autumn, and two years have passed in a flash.

Shrek Academy.

Secret Training Chamber.

"Having cultivated a form resembling a crane, two scrolls of scriptures lie beneath a thousand pine trees..."

Jiang Xiu stood with his legs planted firmly on the ground, dressed in a white brocade robe. Following the unique cultivation method of the Body Sect, he continuously circulated the qi and blood within his body. The rich Bloodline Power was like a rushing river, gurgling and roaring.

After two years of cultivation, Jiang Xiu's every move contained an Intangibility rhythm, as if he had returned to his original simplicity.

This clearly signifies that the second stage of the Flawless Golden Body, the marrow Marrow Cleansing, is about to reach its perfect completion.

As the name suggests, "Marrow Cleansing" is the process of washing away impurities from the body's muscles, bones, and flesh, raising the upper limit of Soul Master and allowing them to accommodate more Bloodline Power.

After the Marrow Cleansing, the most crucial third stage of the Flawless Golden Body is Remolding.

This means refining the acquired to replenish the innate. Only when the Marrow Cleansing realm is sufficiently perfect can the Remolding realm better provide feedback and lay the foundation for the final Golden Body realm.

The Four Styles of Flawlessness of Body Tempering, Marrow Cleansing, Remolding, Golden Body, and flawless body formation are indispensable; without any one of them, one cannot be considered proficient.

"Canglang! Canglang!"

Jiang Xiu calmed his internal energy, and the crisp sound of swords ringing in his ears from time to time, sharp yet exuding a murderous aura.

Not far from Jiang Xiu, a young girl was constantly wielding a golden longsword. Her long golden hair was neatly tied into a ponytail, and her beautiful blue eyes seemed to be focused solely on the Stargod Sword in her hand.

Her graceful figure moved with the sword, like a dragon or snake in the strokes of a brush. Star patterns shimmered on the Stargod Sword, and golden sword light constantly burst forth, radiating starlight and sword intent.

Looking at Ye Xinglan, Jiang Xiu's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

For the past two years, besides cultivating, plotting against the Sky Ox Emperor and feeding Na'er, he has been constantly training Ye Xinglan.

Ye Xinglan is like a spring; the more intense and profound his training, the faster Ye Xinglan grows. Now, his sword intent is more complete and firm, and he has even reached the minor completion stage.

Seemingly sensing Jiang Xiu's gaze, Ye Xinglan unleashed a sharp sword beam, then gripped the Stargod Sword tightly with both hands. A golden phantom instantly appeared behind her, its resounding sword cries echoing around her, before transforming into a golden light and hurtling towards Jiang Xiu.

"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"

The sword energy was like a rainbow, with dazzling golden sword lights layered upon each other. The Stargod Sword kept emitting energy, as if it wanted to block all of Jiang Xiu's escape routes.

Seeing this, Jiang Xiu's lips curled slightly. Every time his cultivation was about to end, Ye Xinglan would challenge him.

Despite repeated defeats, Ye Xinglan never gave up. Whenever she came to cultivate, she never missed a competition.

Immediately, Jiang Xiu's purple eyes sharpened, and he stretched out his slender fingers, which were faintly covered with a layer of golden light, as if stirring clear water, and probed into the dense sword light.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

A pleasant metallic clang rang out. Jiang Xiu seemed to be able to predict Ye Xinglan's sword strike location every time, his fingertips precisely flicking the back of the sword each time, reducing the surrounding sword light.

"Snap!" Jiang Xiu brought his two fingers together, and the blade of the Stargod Sword was firmly fixed between his two fingers, unable to move an inch.

As the Stargod Sword was restricted, all the sword light in the sky vanished in an instant, like bubbles.

"I lost again." Ye Xinglan slowly sheathed the Stargod Sword, a barely perceptible glimmer of weakness appearing in her beautiful blue eyes.

Over two years, she challenged Jiang Xiu a total of 567 times, but each time ended in failure.

She thought that by working hard to cultivate, she would be able to close the gap with Jiang Xiu, but she was wrong. As the number of challenges increased, the time she could last against Jiang Xiu became shorter and shorter.

It seemed that, just as Jiang Xiu had said, she had time to catch up, until she could no longer see his figure...

"You did lose, because your sword wasn't ruthless enough, nor strong enough," Jiang Xiu said softly as the golden light at his fingertips dissipated.

Upon hearing this, the light in Ye Xinglan's eyes dimmed slightly. Her belief was firm, but it could waver at times.

"But..." Just then, Jiang Xiu changed the subject. "You're much better than you were two years ago."

"Really?!" Upon hearing this, Ye Xinglan's beautiful eyes widened instantly, a hint of excitement appearing in her eyes, and the flame in her heart blazed up again.

This was the first time Jiang Xiu had ever praised her!

I couldn't help but feel a sense of recognition for my hard work; it was a strange feeling, even a little bit... satisfying...

How strange...

Looking at the resolute girl before him, Jiang Xiu nodded and smiled, "Of course, with your strength, you're now more than capable of breaking into the top ten of the Genius Youth Ranking."

"It seems so..." Ye Xinglan paused slightly, as if she had figured something out.

It turns out it wasn't that she hadn't improved, it's just that Jiang Xiu improved too quickly...

Even now, she can't quite see through Jiang Xiu's cultivation level.

"Jiang Xiu, I want to increase the intensity! Please!" Ye Xinglan said earnestly, a determined look in her eyes.

She needs to keep chasing Jiang Xiu; she needs even greater motivation!

"Hmm?" Jiang Xiu paused for a moment, then chuckled lightly, "I'm always ready."

"Mmm." Ye Xinglan nodded emphatically, her beautiful eyes filled with eagerness, her high ponytail swaying slightly, shimmering with golden light.

After a moment, Ye Xinglan seemed to remember something and said apologetically, "By the way, Jiang Xiu, I have to participate in the assessment of the new students in a few days, so I might be delayed by a day. I'm sorry."

"New student assessment..." Jiang Xiu murmured upon hearing this, his eyes gazing into the distance.

Shrek Academy recruits students every three years. Time flies so fast. He remembered that Gu Yue was also going to participate in this recruitment with Tang Wulin and the others.

However, he also remembered that Cai Yue'er's confinement should be coming to an end soon...

Seeing that Jiang Xiu did not answer, Ye Xinglan looked a little nervous for some reason.

"You seem a bit lost in thought." Seeing Ye Xinglan staring intently at him, Jiang Xiu waved his hand and said, "You can go ahead. I've been busy these past few days anyway."

Hearing Jiang Xiu's answer, Ye Xinglan breathed a slight sigh of relief. She had been sparring with Jiang Xiu Jiang Xiu so many days, and being with him gave her a strange sense of security and comfort.

"It's time for today, I'll be going now." Jiang Xiu glanced at the time and straightened his robes slightly.

Judging by the time, the girl who was diligently saving money should have saved enough by today. She should go to the Shrek Academy's Forging Room and wait for him to come to her.

This concerns a powerful family and the opportunity for the Underworld Emperor to become a god.

"Okay, I'll see you off." Ye Xinglan nodded slightly, then hugged the Stargod Sword and silently followed Jiang Xiu out of the Sparring Room.

With a soft creak, the metal door of the Sparring Room opened, and Ye Xinglan and Jiang Xiu walked out together.

Sparring Room is a large training ground where many Shrek students train.

On the rest platform above the training field, a chubby figure's eyes lit up when he saw Ye Xinglan and Jiang Xiu walking out side by side. It was Xu Lizhi.

In two years, Xu Lizhi has gotten even fatter...

"I'm leaving now." Jiang Xiu waved as he reached the entrance of the training ground and headed towards the Forging Room.

It was nearing dusk, and the golden sunlight scattered, the dappled rays seeming to drape Jiang Xiu in a layer of armor.

Gazing at the boy's tall and upright figure, Ye Xinglan was slightly lost in thought. It wasn't until Jiang Xiu had walked away that Ye Xinglan snapped out of her reverie, her fair face flushing slightly, a rare occurrence for her.

"That's strange, why am I spacing out? I never used to..."

Ye Xinglan frowned slightly, and couldn't help but mutter to herself that she had never been distracted since she had cultivated sword intent.

And every time she gets distracted, it seems to be related to Jiang Xiu, which is really strange...

Unable to figure out why, Ye Xinglan simply stopped thinking about it. She figured she could just continue cultivating with Jiang Xiu tomorrow.

"But it doesn't feel right to let Jiang Xiu teach me for nothing every time; I need to make amends..."

After pondering for a moment, Ye Xinglan made a decision in her heart.

She then returned to the Sparring Room, where she needed to consolidate her training from the previous day.

Watching Ye Xinglan walk into the Sparring Room, Xu Lizhi, sitting on the rest platform above, sighed sadly, "That's the 567th time. Sister Xinglan has practiced with Jiang Xiu for the 567th time already."

Since that incident, his sister Xinglan has stopped training with him, and he can only observe her secretly from the shadows.

His sister Xinglan's every move towards Jiang Xiu was something he had never seen before.

Could it be that Sister Xinglan has already taken on Jiang Xiu's form...?

No! It hurts! It hurts so much!

"Hey chubby, what are you doing here?" A questioning female voice came from the other end. Ning Xian, who had just finished her sparring session, had just arrived at the rest platform.

"No... it's nothing, I'll just rest for a bit," Xu Lizhi hurriedly replied.

"Really?" A hint of a smile flashed in Ning Xian's eyes. Xu Lizhi always came here, but he never practiced with her, so she could tell at a glance what he was doing here.

However, she did not point this out, which is the most basic wisdom of a disciple of the Nine Treasures Glazed Tile Sect School: not to interfere in other people's affairs.

Suddenly, Xu Lizhi seemed to remember something and tentatively asked, somewhat nervously, "Sister Qian, this private Sparring Room is only for cultivation, right?"

"Hmm... I guess so," Ning Xian said, tapping her chin meaningfully, "But there's a lot you can do in a secret room..."

As she spoke, Ning Xian raised her delicate eyebrows.

"No! Impossible! Secret chambers are what Angel Martial Soul Master like to do, Jiang... he doesn't have Angel Martial Soul." As if struck by a blow, Xu Lizhi retorted excitedly.

"Little Fatty, sometimes you have to learn to give up..." Ning Xian saw this and remembered that Xu Lizhi had fought alongside her. After hesitating for a moment, she still kindly advised him.

"No, I haven't tried yet. Sister Xinglan has never rejected me," Xu Lizhi said, shaking his head.

"Sometimes, not answering is already a form of rejection," Ning Xian continued.

"Then why did Sister Xinglan only reject me and not others? It means I still have a chance," Xu Lizhi said firmly.

"Hmm? Hmm? Is that how you understand it?" Ning Xian was slightly taken aback...