Sword Cultivator Meets Sword Formation
The dampness on her body vanished instantly, Sang Ying abruptly opened her eyes, only to find neither the sharp teeth she remembered nor the suffocating pool water.
Instead, it was yet another unfamiliar room.
She immediately stood up, only to find to her surprise that all the wounds on her body had disappeared, and her previously depleted Spiritual Qi was now fully gathered in the Qi Vortex between her eyebrows, as if it had never been used up at all.
"You're finally awake!" Gu Shu said happily.
Before Sang Ying could answer, he blurted out, "You scared me to death! When you rushed into that formation, you glanced at that golden-tailed Jiaoren and then stood there motionless. I called you so many times but you didn't respond! You scared me to death!"
Gu Shu seemed genuinely terrified.
However, Sang Ying quickly grasped the key point. "You just said that I was stunned when I saw the Jiaoren's eyes?"
"Yes!" Gu Shu affirmed, "I've been calling you for a long time."
His relationship with Sang Ying was special; their communication didn't require words, but could be done through telepathy.
This was the first time in a long time that Gu Shu had called out to Sang Ying without getting a response. For a moment, he even thought that Sang Ying had been possessed by that Jiaoren.
But not long after, Sang Ying, who was frozen in place, fainted.
Gu Shu nervous, still wondering whether he should use all his Spiritual Qi to form a barrier to protect Sang Ying, when the golden-tailed Jiaoren waved his hand and sent them out of the formation.
Gu Shu then realized that Sang Ying had already passed through the formation.
Gu Shu, secretly relieved, didn't notice Sang Ying's sudden change in expression. She pursed her lips and said to Gu Shu, who hadn't yet realized the seriousness of the situation, "I was trapped in the illusion earlier, and I heard you trying to persuade me to give up Ten Thousand Daos Born and return to the Flowing Light Sword Sect."
Gu Shu stared wide-eyed at him, who was not actually there, almost jumping up. "Impossible! I would never advise you like that!"
Gu Shu's sword energy was actually the sword energy of Gu Wangchuan, the sword master. He would never easily persuade Sang Ying to give up, especially with the ancient sect Wan Daosheng right in front of her. He would be a fool to advise Sang Ying to choose the Flowing Light Sword Sect!
Although the Flowing Light Sword Sect was where Sang Ying grew up, when it came to his future, he wasn't the kind of clueless, foolish Sword Qi who couldn't see the bigger picture.
"Someone is definitely impersonating me!" Gu Shu indignantly.
"It shouldn't be," Sang Ying shook her head. "This might be a product of that Jiaoren senior's illusion. I'm just surprised that this illusion could even probe my memories and conjure you up as well."
If Sang Ying hadn't understood Gu Shu's personality, she probably would have actually been persuaded by that fake Gu Shu.
"Hiss!" Gu Shu gasped, a wave of fear washing over him. "Do you think that Jiaoren might...?"
Sang Ying knew what he wanted to ask; it was nothing more than his concern that the Jiaoren would learn her secret through the illusion.
However, Sang Ying couldn't really guarantee that, but she was more inclined to believe that the other party didn't have that ability.
"If the illusions of the Jiaoren were so powerful, they would probably have spread throughout the Cultivation World long ago." She comforted Gu Shu in this way, which was also a way of comforting herself.
However, Sang Ying also secretly kept a backup plan, as there were some secrets she didn't want others to know.
Hearing Sang Ying's words, Gu Shu felt a little relieved. "That's good. After all, she's a golden-tailed Jiaoren. I was really worried that she might have some unusual power."
Because the golden-tailed Jiaoren are a color possessed only by royalty among Jiaoren.
Especially that pure gold one in the formation, it's probably worthy of sitting on the throne of the Jiaoren Emperor.
Although it was unclear why the other person was trapped in the formation, judging from her carefree appearance, it was probably not something Sang Ying needed to worry about.
She quickly gathered her thoughts and turned her gaze back to her surroundings.
More than caring about the Jiaoren, she wanted to quickly break through the formation and pass the test!
This is a closed room. Looking around, the four walls appear as one, with nothing different except for the small holes and pits on them.
Sang Ying looked around carefully but couldn't find a way to leave the secret room.
What does this mean, keeping her trapped inside?
The doubts in my heart did not linger for long before another line of text appeared in the air: Leave this house to break the formation.
The words quickly disappeared, and Sang Ying cautiously took a step out of the empty room.
Almost as soon as her feet touched the ground, a spirit sword shot out from a hole in the wall.
Sang Ying narrowly dodged, her steps faltering slightly for a moment. As she took those three steps, three more spirit swords flew out, seemingly sentient, joining forces with the other spirit swords to attack Sang Ying.
Seeing the four spirit swords in front of her vaguely forming a sword formation, Sang Ying finally understood what kind of formation she had entered.
"A sword formation, huh? Then let me see how Ten Thousand Daos Born's sword formation differs from that of the Flowing Light Sword Sect!" Floating River made a soft sound, and flew out of his scabbard, landing in Sang Ying's hand.
With a flourish of her sword, she flicked a spirit sword away with a flick of her wrist.
But new spirit swords kept flying out of the holes in the wall, and in the blink of an eye, dozens of sword lights flashed across the sky above the secret chamber.
Very well, this time it will be a clash of swords!
A rare hint of interest flashed in Sang Ying's eyes.
Ten Thousand Daos Born's entrance test was always longer than those of other sects, and there were precedents where it would take more than ten days to finish.
The new disciples have only been in the formation for a few days, but those waiting outside feel as if more than ten days have passed.
Outside the Thousandfold Formation, the pavilion built by Ten Thousand Daos Born's disciples was packed with people, mostly Rogue Cultivator, but also including some mortals dressed as innkeepers.
The Gu cultivator blended in among them, managing to avoid attracting anyone's attention with his ordinary black robe.
In contrast to his low profile was the male cultivator from the Jing Household who had previously made a bet with the Gu cultivator.
In the past few days, news has spread from somewhere that someone has learned that Jing He was the first person to pass through the first battle.
Once this news spread, the amount on Jing He's betting pool soared ahead of the others.
The gambling den run by the Gu cultivator was intentionally hidden at the very bottom by the stall owner, so it has remained untouched to this day.
However, the bet between the Gu cultivator and Jing Yang cannot be ignored simply by the stall owner hiding the betting pot.
Unbeknownst to the Gu cultivator, the Jing Household had already secretly been watching him, waiting for Jing He to become famous in one battle so they could pull him out and help Jing He's reputation rise to new heights!
The Gu cultivator was unaware of the Jing Household's plans; he was only focused on waiting for the test to end so he could collect a large sum of Spirit Stone from the stall owner.
Time passed day by day amidst everyone's anticipation. Just as people grew increasingly anxious and impatient, the gates of the Thousandfold Formation finally opened!
Amidst the ethereal music, people craned their necks to peer inside, eager to see who would be the first to participate in the formation.
At that moment, everyone, whether cultivator or mortal, clenched their fists and widened their eyes.
Even someone as confident as Jing Yang had beads of sweat on his forehead.
Fortunately, he was not disappointed in the end.
The figure that slowly walked out against the light quickly became clear: a tall frame, thick eyebrows, and a magical Law Artifact for enhancing power worn at the waist...
This is clearly their young master Jing He!