Go Apologize to Chief Chu Yourself

Wasn't Little Chen in seclusion?

How can I still hear the sound of swords being swung?

Could it be that disciples from other academies are secretly cultivating in the Miscellaneous Dao Institute, intending to shock everyone at the Grand Competition?

Several big question marks flashed through Chu Feng's mind, and then he walked towards the direction from which the sound came.

He walked through the woods and, in the dim morning light, saw a white figure wielding a sword in a clearing in the woods.

Before Chu Feng could even get a clear look at the person's appearance and the sword technique they practiced, the swordsman suddenly stopped what he was doing, turned around, and shouted coldly.

Who is it?

Elder Bing.

After Chu Feng clearly saw the person's appearance, he blurted out instinctively.

When Elder Bing saw that the person who came was Chu Feng, the chill on his body instantly disappeared, and a blush appeared on his cheeks.

She never expected that she would be caught red-handed by Chu Feng, the very person who was trying to steal her teacher's skills.

For a moment Elder Bing was at a loss, his eyes darting around. He wanted to shout at the other party, but all the words were stuck in his throat and he couldn't utter a single word.

Chu Feng, seeing that the cultivator was Elder Bing, didn't think much of it and said with a smile, "So it's Elder Bing cultivating here. I thought you were a disciple from another courtyard. You continue, I'm going to find my disciple."

"Um."

Elder Bing gave a guilty reply, watching Chu Feng's departing figure, thinking to herself: Could he have seen everything?

If he saw it, why didn't he just point it out to me?

Or does he have other motives?

A variety of thoughts flooded my mind.

Elder Bing felt extremely agitated and lost all interest in cultivation.

Forget about that. I still have to teach my disciples cultivation today, so I'll go back and adjust my state first.

After leaving the grove, Chu Feng continued searching for Cao Youqian.

A moment later, he saw Cao Youqian practicing boxing outside the library.

"Daqian."

"Master."

Upon hearing Chu Feng's voice, Cao Youqian immediately stopped cultivating and turned to bow to his master.

No need for formalities.

Chu Feng glanced at Cao Youqian. The boy's aura was still somewhat unstable, which was probably due to the effects of his recent breakthrough.

"You're not bad, kid. You've mastered a few techniques, allowing your cultivation to break through a minor realm."

Upon hearing this, Cao Youqian smiled and said, "Master, could it be that my breakthrough caused too much noise and disturbed your rest?"

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Chu Feng looked at Cao Youqian speechlessly. "You're overthinking it. I just came to check on your cultivation on a whim, and then I discovered that you've broken through."

"Oh."

Cao Youqian scratched his head awkwardly and laughed, "Reporting to Master, this disciple has already cultivated the Nine Gates Technique to perfection, and has also comprehended several kinds of Fist Intent."

"Not bad, you haven't disappointed me at all. Do you have any questions about cultivation?"

Chu Feng asked calmly.

"No."

Cao Youqian shook his large head.

"Alright, then I won't disturb your cultivation any longer."

After Chu Feng finished speaking, he turned and left, while Cao Youqian continued practicing his boxing skills.

Half an hour later, the sun rose.

Elder Bing also flew back to Qingxue Clear Snow Peak Heavenly Spirit Institute on his sword.

Elder Bing was somewhat absent-minded throughout the morning, and she didn't respond immediately when her disciples asked her questions about cultivation.

Around noon.

A Xian He landed on Clear Snow Peak and said, "Elder Bing, the Chief Master requests your presence at his residence."

Elder Bing stood up and said, "Yes, I'll just give my disciples a few instructions and then head over."

Seeing that she had agreed, the Xian He flapped its wings and flew away.

After an incense stick has burned.

Elder Bing arrived at the main courtyard, and in addition to her, the elders of Heavenly Spirit Institute also came one after another.

"The head lord has arrived!"

With a loud voice, the Carefree Sword King, dressed in white, appeared before everyone with a smile.

"We pay our respects to the Head Master."

All the elders bowed in unison to the Carefree Sword King.

"No need for formalities, please sit."

Carefree Sword King spoke, he casually pointed and placed several prayer mats in front of everyone.

After everyone was seated, the Carefree Sword King spoke, "I invited you all here today to discuss the grand competition..."

Half an hour later, the Carefree Sword King finally concluded the meeting.

He glanced at everyone present and said, "Elder Bing, everyone else may leave."

"Promise."

The elders left one after another.

The Carefree Sword King Freedom took a sip of tea and spoke slowly, "Elder Bing, do you know why I asked you to stay here today?"

Elder Bing respectfully asked, "Could it be that the head disciple is worried that my presence in the Miscellaneous Dao Institute might affect the disciples' cultivation?"

This grand competition includes the True Disciple Competition, and each True Disciple Competition will determine the Holy Son Seed of the Dao-Seeking Academy.

Every Holy Son Seed is a key talent cultivated by the Dao-Seeking Academy. The more Holy Son Seeds a school has, the stronger it is and the higher its status.

Even the Heavenly Spirit Institute had to take this True Disciple Grand Competition seriously.

"Of course not."

The Carefree Sword King put down his teacup. "With your cultivation level, even if you only give guidance once a month, or once every three months, your disciples will benefit greatly."

I kept you here because I found you were disoriented and completely unlike yourself.

Elder Bing was stunned by these words, and she blurted out instinctively, "Master, was my behavior that obvious?"

The Carefree Sword King laughed, "Outsiders naturally wouldn't be able to tell, but I can go into seclusion at any time to break through to the Half-Saint, so I can see it at a glance."

Moreover, you possess the Ice Soul Sacred Physique and cultivate the Ice God Art. Logically speaking, nothing and no one should be able to disturb your mind.

It seems that the battle between Xiao Chen and Qin Rou has disrupted your Dao heart.

I thought that battle would make you settle down a bit, since you used to be too arrogant, which is both a strength and a weakness.

But the current state of you is hard to describe.

"Master, your disciple was wrong."

Elder Bing lowered his head in shame.

What wrong have you done?

The Carefree Sword King's tone remained as nonchalant as ever, without a trace of blame, and he even took a sip of tea.

Elder Bing looked ashamed. "This disciple shouldn't have stolen Chief Chu."

Cough... cough...

Upon hearing this, the Carefree Sword King nearly spat out his tea.

After a few breaths, he scolded her with exasperation, "You... how could you, a dignified elder of the Heavenly Spirit Institute, do such a thing? Even if you really wanted to learn Chief Chu's swordsmanship, you should have asked him openly and honestly, not... what kind of behavior is this?!"

Elder Bing lowered her head, not daring to look directly at the Carefree Sword King. Her master was right; she had always been an arrogant person, but Chu Feng was the first man to make her taste defeat.

That's what made her forget her place and do such a thing.

The Carefree Sword King said coldly, "Go apologize to Chief Chu yourself and ask for his forgiveness. If you cannot obtain Chief Chu's forgiveness, then you can ask the Dean for punishment yourself."

"Promise."

Elder Bing responded and stood up, walking outside.

Watching her departing figure, the Carefree Sword King suddenly felt a strange weariness in his heart...