"Boom!..."
Hurrying with all her might, utterly heedless of her expenditure of true essence, Liang Zhu finally used her wave-borrowing method to send the Small Boat beneath her flying down under Cloudfloat Bridge atop a massive wave.
But schools of saberfish had kept charging at her along the way. Even though she had spared no true essence to drive the Small Boat over the waves, she was still at least half a cup of tea behind the other eight Qingxuan disciples.
Compared to Yu Lan, the fastest among them, she might even have been a full cup of tea behind.
For when she reached the bridge, Yu Lan and Du Qianjiang, the Peak Lord protecting her, had already entered the shadows beneath Cloudfloat Bridge.
According to Liang Zhu's earlier deductions,
once they entered the shadows beneath Cloudfloat Bridge, they would have broken through half of the Heavenlight Cloudshadow Sword Formation.
Liang Zhu did not give up, however. As she continued using her wave-borrowing technique to propel the Small Boat rapidly forward, she called to Xu Taiping, who stood at the bow:
"Junior Martial Uncle, if we can't take the chief's spot, let's see if we can make the top three!"
Standing at the bow with his hands behind his back, Xu Taiping nodded without turning around.
"Just keep going forward."
At the same time, seeing that Liang Zhu was neither discouraged nor complaining, he felt deeply gratified and transmitted his voice to Fairy Lingyue:
"Second Senior Brother has taken in a fine disciple."
Fairy Lingyue replied with a hint of envy in her voice:
"Yes. Back then, this big sister of yours spent hundreds of years searching for someone to inherit her mantle, only to find a treacherous disciple who nearly scattered my soul and dispersed my spirit."
Fairy Lingyue