[Morning dew still clung to the leaves when you pushed open the wooden door of your thatched hut and saw Nie Qingzhu standing alone in the bamboo grove.]
[You were about to ask what was going on, but she spoke first. "Zhou Jing, your qi suddenly went astray yesterday, leaving you unconscious all night."]
["You're fine now. Go on."]
[You opened your mouth to speak, only to find a jade-green pill the size of a longan before you.]
[Nie Qingzhu spoke again. "Cultivation is what matters. Break through to the Body Sculpting Realm as soon as you can. This pill will save you months of effort."]
[You accepted the pill, thanked her, and left. Your figure gradually disappeared at the end of the mountain path.]
[A woman in white stepped out of the bamboo grove.]
["Aunt Zhu, was this child sent by another lineage of Mount Fangcun?"]
[Nie Qingzhu shook her head. "Judging by his age, he's still too young. Besides, his current progress in cultivation would hardly draw our special attention."]
["Still, his heart is sincere. We can just about count him as a disciple of the peak and keep watching him."]
[The woman in white nodded, gazing at the snow blanketing the sea of bamboo. "I'll be in seclusion studying the sword art for a while. Sorry for the trouble of handling the peak's affairs, Aunt Zhu."]
[With that, the white-clad figure walked back into the grove.]
[Nie Qingzhu had wanted to dissuade her, but when the words reached her lips, she did not know how to begin.]
[She knew the sword art the woman in white intended to study in seclusion was the Seven Kills Sword Manual.]
[Years ago, that very manual had plunged Little Green Peak into chaos... Were they going down that road again?]
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