Chapter 117

But it's too slow!

In her past life, when she cultivated, every pore on her body could turn into a vortex, and a hurricane would even form above her head, frantically devouring the surrounding Spiritual Power.

But now, her cultivation speed is practically as slow as a tortoise's crawl!

Ran Zirou opened her eyes again, her gaze falling on the red scroll.

Without hesitation, she flipped it open.

As the scroll was unfurled, a profound and vast aura, seemingly emanating from ancient times, rippled outwards.

It was as if an ancient behemoth was slowly opening its eyes.

Qu Cang was so frightened by this powerful aura that he took several steps back.

Although he didn't know what kind of Cultivation Method the scroll contained, he sensed an evil aura.

"Rou'er, this Cultivation Method..."

The red mist rippled outwards, engulfing Ran Zirou directly within it.

A thick, red mist, beautiful yet dangerous.

With his back pressed against the cold wall, Qu Cang felt a flame rising within him after inhaling the red mist, threatening to ignite a wildfire.

Something's not right!

"Rou'er? There seems to be something wrong with your Cultivation Method. Don't practice it!"

However, what responded to him was a section of fair, lotus-root-like arm.

Her delicate, fair skin, set against the backdrop of the red mist, exuded a fatal allure.

The hand reached for his chest, then suddenly grabbed his collar and dragged him into the red mist.

[Host, there are also treasures in the pool in front of you. The pool is covered with a layer of ice, which is actually caused by Ice Lotus, a rare treasure that is only seen once every few thousand years.]

At this moment, the Spirit Sword Sect's group had arrived at a frozen lake.

The surrounding flowers, grasses, and trees were all growing lushly, clearly a vibrant springtime, but the lake was frozen over, obviously caused by the magic treasure.

Li Zi stepped on the ice, curiously wiped the surface, and looked down.

Zhu Min came to her side, and she had a stern and cold expression.

"There's a thirty-year-old Greenfield Python nearby, why don't you train with it?"

Li Zi's eyes widened suddenly. "Senior sister, I just finished fighting with that rabbit and I haven't recovered yet."

Zhu Min remained unmoved, instead turning to the others, "You Foundation Establishment Realm, go out and find Spirit Beast to fight. You must make a breakthrough before we leave the Secret Realm."

The three men trembled in fright. "Yes!"

Without any chance to resist, Li Zi was simply dragged away.

Ji Zheng had already drawn his sword, ready to cleave the lake in two.

The Greenfield Python was a full ten meters long, and its massive size forced Li Zi to use all his skills to fight it off. He used Swordsmanship he had learned in turn, and finally managed to leave a sword mark on the python's blue body with great difficulty.

Zhu Min rested one hand on the Kunwu Sword beside her, her icy words colder than the Ice Lotus at the bottom of the lake.

"That sideways thrust had no power at all. Did you think you were dancing? Try it again!"

"No! The Purple Rainbow Sword Art should have an explosive feel like a phoenix's cry when it's executed. Do you hear that in yours? It's because you're using the wrong way to exert force when you strike. You shouldn't use your wrist; you should use your arm."

"Don't always rely on Swordsmanship; your sword lacks killing intent. Try your hand-to-hand combat skills."

An hour later, Greenfield Python collapsed to the ground with a thud.

Li Zi was covered in bruises, and his Spiritual Power was almost completely depleted. He barely managed to stand firm when he landed on the ground.

"Senior sister, how is it now?"

Zhu Min stepped forward, glanced at the unconscious Greenfield Python, and looked down at Li Zi, saying, "Never cultivate the Sword Dao again. You're not suited for it."

Li Zi, panting heavily, collapsed to the ground. "Senior sister, I think using a sword is great. You can maintain a safe distance from your opponent, sometimes even attack from a distance, and you don't have to worry about getting blood splattered on you."

Zhu Min mercilessly exposed her.

"You've been fighting for an hour, and there's no blood. You just knocked Greenfield Python unconscious with your fists. Even without a sword, you don't need to worry about blood splattering on you. You should learn more about Footwork in the future. When you encounter enemies, just run away."

Li Zi felt insulted.

Just running away?

Is she that kind of person?

Perhaps it was because she was a soul from the 21st century and had received a modern education, but when she saw the bloody wounds while using her Swordsmanship, she felt a tingling sensation all over her body, as if she could empathize with the pain.

Her swordplay wasn't skillful enough; she couldn't deliver a fatal blow with every strike.

Swallowing hard to moisten her dry, sore throat, Li Zi asked weakly, "Senior sister, do you have any good footwork techniques? Please teach me."

Zhu Min glanced at her and said, "You're really spineless."

The three Foundation Establishment Realm disciples over there were also badly beaten.

Ji Zheng got his hands on the Ice Lotus and had just put it down when he heard a powerful howl of a ferocious beast coming from afar.

The sound waves generated by the cry dispersed the clouds in the sky, forming a ring of clouds.

Zhu Min and Ji Zheng exchanged a glance.

"There's treasure!"

"Let's go take a look!"

Li Zi held under Zhu Min's elbow, with Medicinal Pill in his mouth, struggling to absorb its Medicinal Pill power and recover his strength.

The other three Foundation Establishment Realm disciples weren't much better off than her.

The group flew away on their Sword Flight and arrived near a valley.

Zhu Min set Li Zi aside and sternly instructed him, "Cultivate diligently, learn from the lessons of the battle just now, and recover your Spiritual Power as soon as possible. There's another fight to be had later."

Li Zi felt the frenzied aura of the Spirit Beast in the valley and suddenly shivered.

"Senior sister, I... I want to fight with all the guys in here?"

No, that Spirit Beast could kill her with a single breath!

Zhu Min's gaze drifted slowly towards the mountain peak at the other end of the valley.

"Fight them."