This is not how immortals cultivate

Chapter 380 Senior Sister, Don't Be Afraid, Xiao Lingyue is Just a Young Girl

"Fairy, your swordsmanship is superb. Your swordsmanship, which severs the seven emotions and six desires, is truly extraordinary. I have lost this battle."

Xiang Yuan sheathed the Wujie Sword and saw the ravaged sea below, wondering where the opportunity was hidden.

Shang Qingmeng accepted the two divine swords, Jiangxiao and Cangming, her brows furrowed slightly. She was not satisfied with the victory; she could sense that 'Yinshuang' had not gone all out.

Or rather, there are serious problems with 'Yinshuang's' swordsmanship. His moves are not fluid, and he does not consider the situation when choosing his sword stance. He just rushes forward blindly, and only manages to deliver six-tenths of his full power.

Swordsmanship cannot be done so recklessly!

For a moment, Shang Qingmeng couldn't tell whether 'Yinshuang' was deliberately being modest or if there was a serious problem with the swordsmanship itself.

After much thought, it must be because the Wujie Sword is too powerful, making it difficult for 'Yinshuang' to control. This restrictive control leads to frequent flaws.

This is no longer interesting.

Shang Qingmeng said calmly, "Senior Sister Yinshuang's swordsmanship is quite good, but her magic weapon is not compatible with her. You have just mastered this sword and are not yet familiar with it. We will have another competition tomorrow."

After saying that, he prepared to leave.

As he turned around, he saw 'Yinshuang' looking around. Out of respect for his opponent, he reminded her, "There may be an opportunity here, but it is difficult for ordinary people to find. Even if they do find it, they will not be able to enjoy it. Senior Sister Yinshuang, there is no need to waste your time. Go back and calm your mind to comprehend the sword. Preparing for tomorrow's sword competition is the way of cultivation."

Xiang Yuan nodded perfunctorily and said casually, "Opportunity is what you can't get if you want it. If it's easily taken away by others, how can it be left for us newcomers? Today we can give it a try."

Hearing these words, Shang Qingmeng was too lazy to say anything more, and calmly spoke of life philosophy: "Senior Sister Yinshuang, instead of worrying about illusory opportunities, you should be down-to-earth and rely on yourself. That's all I have to say. Take care of yourself."

Xiang Yuan watched Shang Qingmeng's departing figure speechlessly. No, you didn't say that when you insisted on being down-to-earth.

Xiang Yuan pointed his fingers into a sword shape, pointing it towards the direction of the Wushuang Palace's formation. His primordial spirit pierced through layers of space, transmitting a message to Xiao Lingyue that her husband was alive and well, ready to seize the opportunity for his own use, and that there was no need to worry.

He cleaved the scorching sea below with a single sword stroke, unleashing a torrent of crimson waves, and then slipped into it, using the Five Elements Escape Technique to penetrate deep underground.

A scorching wave swept in, the temperature terrifying and astonishing. But for Xiang Yuan, who was thick-skinned and had undergone several transformations, the toxic heat wave was only average, far less unbearable than the Xuanhuang Blood Sea.

Simply put, the water temperature is okay.

They dived thousands of meters underground and reached the seabed of magma, where they saw a vein of fire essence that had been suppressed there.

To be precise, the earth veins and fire marrow existed first, before this Fire Dragon Forbidden Land came into being.

Its shape resembles flowing red gold, floating and sinking in boiling lava, radiating pure light like dewdrops of blood, making Xiang Yuan's index finger itch.

He felt that he was becoming more and more strange. At first, he refined the Blood Spirit Mushroom into his body, then he refined the Blood Pool of the Styx Ancient Road, and then he had the Five Poisons Sect's Medicine Pool. All of these were normal. All three were medicines, and it was normal for medicines to be refined into the body.

Later, the style changed. The Formless Seal Method regarded the liquefied demon core as a rare treasure that could be refined and absorbed into the body. Later still, the emperor's blood could also be regarded as a rare treasure.

As things have developed to this point, the Moon Marrow Jade Liquid, which has been precipitated for ten thousand years by the extremely cold energy beneath the Cold Pool of the Peerless Palace's Small Cave Heaven, and the Earth Vein Fire Marrow suppressed in the Sword Heart Sect's Small Cave Heaven, can both be regarded as external supplements...

In a sense, this can be considered as devouring the heavens and earth.

Xiang Yuan shook his head, dispelling his distracting thoughts. The Formless Seal Method follows this path. This is not called abnormal development; it is called the sublimation and evolution of life. Numerical flow works in this way.

The earth vein fire marrow has astonishing heat; touching it is like kissing a branding iron, consuming it burns the meridians and severs the blood vessels, and refining it will reduce it to ashes. Anyone who attempts to tame it for their own use will be killed by a chosen master.

For Xiang Yuan, none of these were problems. He sat cross-legged, circulated the Formless Seal Technique, and regarded the Earth Vein Fire Marrow as a great external tonic, absorbing and refining it to strengthen his primordial spirit internally and his divine power externally.

The process remains the same; those that cannot be refined in time will temporarily settle in the limbs and bones.

In just half a day, Xiang Yuan had completely drained the earth's fiery essence.

Without the geothermal core, the temperature of the surrounding scorching sea dropped rapidly. Layer by layer, the Fire Dragon Wasteland will eventually regain its vibrant life and flourishing state.

It's still early, at least half a year away. Xiang Yuan doesn't need to worry about being exposed and attracting Jianxinzhai to come and collect debts.

It's alright if you ask for it. Bai Wuyan said that if the Door Crack Sword Master is dissatisfied, she can hold her responsible.

"While the White House owner is certainly annoying, she does have her merits. If there's something good, she's willing to feed it to the furnace; if not, she'll steal or rob it..."

Xiang Yuan silently gave Bai Wuyan a thumbs up and was about to leave when he suddenly spotted a doorway beneath the dried-up earth vein fire marrow.

"what?!"

Xiang Yuan was curious and sensed an opportunity. He pointed his sword and swept away the ashes and debris.

You read that right, it is indeed a door.

The Small Cave Heaven belongs to the Sword Heart Sect, and the Earth Vein Fire Marrow was most likely placed here by the Gate-Crack Sword Master as a gatekeeper...

Xiang Yuan hesitated, wondering whether he should go in and take a look.

Bai Wuyan has a terrible temper, and the Door-Crack Sword Master is no pushover either; both are self-willed. If this were the Door-Crack Sword Master's treasure room, this rat would surely be remembered for wreaking havoc in the rice granary.

"It's not a big problem. The White House said not to be polite with Jianxinzhai, she will take responsibility for the consequences."

Xiang Yuan muttered to himself, then shook his head slightly after a moment. He had already offended Bai Wuyan, and if he offended the Sword Master of the Door Fence, he would be in for a lot of trouble. He couldn't handle such a blessing if two powerful women joined forces to deal with him.

Today, I'll stop while I'm ahead, but I won't stop now!

Just as Xiang Yuan was about to leave, a trace of demonic energy seeped out from the crack in the door. Its purity was so high that it was beyond what ordinary cultivators in the Qianyuan Realm could cultivate.

Extraterrestrial demon!

Xiang Yuan's eyes narrowed sharply as she suddenly awoke with a start. The Sword Sovereign at the Door Crack had sealed an extraterrestrial demon within the small grotto. The Earth Vein Fire Marrow wasn't the bolt on the treasure room's door; it was something she used to suppress demonic energy and prevent the extraterrestrial demon from escaping.

"Strange, if you've already killed the extraterrestrial demon, why seal it away? Why leave the scarce resources for future generations to farm reputation?"

Xiang Yuan was puzzled. He had witnessed the Sword Master of the Door Cracks fight against the extraterrestrial demons and knew very well that this powerful woman was one of the firewalls of the Qianyuan Realm. She and the extraterrestrial demons were sworn enemies and there was no possibility of reconciliation.

If that's the case, the right thing to do is to nip it in the bud; why keep it around for the New Year?

We can't be harboring bandits to enhance our own power!
Xiang Yuan couldn't figure it out. Regardless of what the Sword Master of the Door Crack was thinking, since he had come and broken the seal, he should clean up the mess and eliminate any future troubles to prevent the extraterrestrial demons from escaping and causing harm to the common people due to his momentary mistake.

Xiang Yuan arrived at the gate, took out the Mad Beauty Sword and stood it in front of the gate. The scarlet sword vibrated, and he used demonic energy to fight against demonic energy, driving the rolling black mist back into the gate.

Rumble!
With innate divine strength, he pushed open the stone door, which was over ten feet thick. Behind the door was a chaotic, folded space.

The sky was dark and the earth was vast and boundless.

There was no light, no sound, and not even gravity or weight. Numerous black light spots floated in mid-air, flowing with black demonic energy, and slowly wriggled as if they were alive.

As Xiang Yuan stepped inside, though there was no solid ground beneath his feet, his body remained as steady as Mount Tai. His gaze swept around, and he noticed greedy eyes looking his way.

These black lights are not inanimate objects, but the lingering remnants of a sealed demon.

To be precise, he was beaten to the point of near death by the Sword Master of the Door Crack and left here to wither away on his own.

The Sword Master of the Door Crack had aged considerably and was besieged by a large number of extraterrestrial demons who had descended upon the Qianyuan Realm. Killing these extraterrestrial demons would not only be time-consuming and exhausting, but would also further shorten his already limited lifespan.

Weighing the pros and cons, beat him half to death, then leave him in a corner to die.

She never considered the possibility of these extraterrestrial demons escaping. With such a hardworking and unpaid gatekeeper in the earth vein fire marrow, the remnants of the demons inside cannot get out, and the busybodies outside cannot get in.

This is sure!

Xiang Yuan came in today. As soon as he entered, he saw the remnants of the Heavenly Demons baring their teeth at him, flashing greedy red light, regarding him as a possible candidate for possession and rebirth.

"Roar roar roar————"

The demons danced wildly. The remnants of the Heavenly Demons sensed the fragrant scent of living people and immediately became agitated. Black mist surged, condensing into grotesque yet translucent demonic shadows.

He was not the Sword Master Su Ran, but just an ordinary mortal in the Tong You stage.

Brothers, let's go!
It's unclear who led the charge, but the demonic shadow howled like the wind, dragging its tattered and mangled body as it lunged into the distance with a strange howl.

Xiang Yuan smiled without saying a word, but simply drew his sword.

"Jiejiejiejie————"

The scene shifts, and the demonic energy within the folded space vanishes, leaving only a few black winds silently howling, proving that a buffet of extraterrestrial demons once took place here.

The Heavenly Demon was placed on the dining table.

Xiang Yuan was surprised to learn that there were such weak extraterrestrial demons in the world. He put away the Mad Beauty Sword and politely closed the door: "Really, you have such a good reputation as the Sword Master, but you only did half the job and now I have to clean up your mess."

Today you extracted the earth's fiery essence; consider it money you paid for this. The score is settled, so you can't be unreasonable or relentless in the future.

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

The scene of the fencing tournament.

Xiang Yuan teleported over and nodded to Dao Xue, who was looking at him with concern, to indicate that he was not injured. Then, looking at Xiao Lingyue, whose pretty face was tense, he spoke first before she could speak, saying, "Look, Dao Xue knows how to care about her senior sister, but you, as her wife, don't care about your husband at all."

Xiao Lingyue rolled her eyes. She knew better than anyone Xiang Yuan's strength. Shang Qingmeng was no match for him, and her worries were completely unnecessary.

Besides, instead of worrying about Xiang Yuan's safety, we should be more concerned about the outcome of their sword fight.

"Senior Sister, how did you fare in your sword duel with Shang Qingmeng?" Dao Xue asked in the chat room.

"Fairy Shang is quite powerful; ordinary grandmasters are no match for her. I possess a magic weapon bestowed upon me by my master, the Palace Master, and I can only parry her moves as they come. Ultimately, my foundation is insufficient, and I lost by half a move," Xiang Yuan said.

It's not shameful for 'Yin Shuang' to lose to Shang Qingmeng. He was never going to beat her anyway. It's even less shameful for him to lose to Shang Qingmeng, since he has always been the one bowing down and submitting to her.

Losing is perfectly justified, there's nothing to be ashamed of.

Dao Xue fell silent upon hearing this. In this sword competition, she would inevitably face Shang Qingmeng sooner or later. Even Yin Shuang, wielding the Wujie Sword, had failed to defeat her. Wouldn't she have no chance of winning?

The method of severing the seven emotions and six desires is truly powerful; even though they are both at the Tongyou stage, the difference is immediately apparent.

Xiao Lingyue opened her mouth, but privately conveyed her dissatisfaction: "You promised not to lose, so why did you still lose?"

"Then what should we do? Win her with the last move?" Xiang Yuan helplessly transmitted his voice, then chuckled and said, "Madam, looking at your resentful expression, if you close your eyes, I would think it's Chan'er in front of me!"

Xiao Lingyue immediately deflated upon hearing this, and said dryly, "Never mind, as long as you don't get entangled with Fairy Shang..."

"I'm afraid that won't work. She has a date with me to continue our sword fight tomorrow."

"???"

……

The next day, at the same time and place, Shang Qingmeng challenged Xiang Yuan to a sword duel at the Fire Dragon Forbidden Land.

Despite winning by half a move, she was still dissatisfied. She felt that 'Yinshuang' had no fighting spirit at all. Although her sword moves were smoother than yesterday, her sword aura lacked any sharpness and was listless and lacked energy.

What, is it too much of a hardship for you to fight me with swords?

Continue tomorrow!

Tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow, one day after another.

Under Xiao Lingyue's silent gaze, Xiang Yuan would spend an hour alone with Shang Qingmeng every day. Occasionally, when Shang Qingmeng was in the mood, she would come to Xiang Yuan's door late at night to have a private chat in a corner.

I used to really like Fairy Shang!
Xiang Yuan and Shang Qingmeng never hid anything during their sword fight. With Xiao Lingyue's powerful spiritual perception, she was able to observe the entire process clearly.

She did indeed watch it, and while she was amazed by Shang Qingmeng's powerful abilities, she also vaguely sensed a hint of flirtatious exchange.

This made Xiao Lingyue feel deeply ashamed, and she seriously practiced sword fighting every day. Because of her impure thoughts and unfounded jealousy, she saw in Xiang Yuan's upright and honest demeanor the possibility of him having an affair behind her back.

My husband was right, she's becoming more and more like Chan'er!

Xiao Lingyue was deeply troubled. After thinking it over, she blamed it on her senior sister Cheng. If it weren't for her mother always imparting some useful knowledge, she wouldn't think that everyone was having an affair with Xiang Yuan.

Xiao Lingyue sternly warned herself to stop immediately. She couldn't continue like this, or she would end up like Senior Sister Cheng, constantly suspicious and unable to cultivate if her mind became chaotic.

To her shame, Xiao Lingyue felt that she was probably sick, suffering from a disease called "the backyard of Prince Zhao's mansion," and it was quite serious.

Not only did she feel that Xiang Yuan was cheating on her every day, but after confirming that the Grandmaster she was fighting was Daoist Zi Ping of Jianxinzhai, she subconsciously glanced at him and was stunned to see a line of small words on Zi Ping's beautiful and righteous face.

This woman is my husband's mistress!

That's outrageous! Zi Ping's eyebrows are neatly trimmed, and her eyes exude a heroic and righteous air, making her a proper cultivator in every sense of the word.

Just because someone is beautiful, you suspect they're having an affair with your husband. What else could this be but a serious illness?

Moreover, after suspecting Shang Qingmeng, to then suspect Ziping, who is a master-level fellow disciple, is to look down on Jianxinzhai!

One cannot, at least one should not.

Xiao Lingyue repeatedly warned herself that it was wrong to slander others' reputations and that she should wake up quickly, otherwise she would really become the unreasonable Chan'er or the gossipy Senior Sister Cheng who was always spreading rumors.

Today is the second-to-last day of the fencing tournament.

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, there will be a battle between grandmasters in the next two days.

On the side of Wushuang Palace, Xiao Lingyue stepped forward, dressed in black.

In contrast, the atmosphere at Jianxinzhai was much more lively. Qin Zhaorong stood behind Ziping, massaging her shoulders to encourage her: "Senior Sister, don't be afraid. Xiao Lingyue is just a young girl, unlike you. You've aged gracefully and become a fine wine. Although you are both newly promoted Grandmasters, you are older. You can outdo her in terms of age!"

Zi Ping: (_)
We might as well not have this junior sister. Why not give her to Wushuang Palace? Maybe they'll be interested in collecting junk!

"besides……"

Qin Zhaorong whispered in Ziping's ear, "You have a precious treasure that can soothe the soul and improve blood circulation. That young girl across the way doesn't have that kind of luck. She's so innocent and naive. You can easily outsmart her in terms of experience!"

Zi Ping stepped forward expressionlessly, not wanting to speak to Qin Zhaorong.

Qin Zhaorong persisted, certain that Ziping had it in the bag, and cupped her hands in a megaphone shape: "Go, senior sister, beat her to a pulp... oh, she doesn't have any breasts."

According to Qin Zhaorong, since Ziping was already in a winning position, she might as well help to stir up some hatred and anger Xiao Lingyue, so that Xiao Lingyue would suffer an even more complete defeat.

She used the same sarcastic tone at the Zhen Dianfu post station last time.

This time...

Not good; the ridicule has backfired on me.

Xiao Lingyue was slightly taken aback by the comments from outside the room, but didn't take them to heart. Seeing Zi Ping's embarrassed expression, she kindly nodded to indicate that it was harmless.

Xiang Yuan disagreed. He was unhappy with Qin Zhaorong's mockery of Xiao Lingyue and kept it in mind, thinking that he would beat her You Rong to a pulp one of the time.

Let's see how you'll jump around like that in the future!

Xiao Lingyue and Zi Ping were not familiar with each other and had never met before. They couldn't find a topic to exchange pleasantries, so they skipped the usual business of mutual flattery and took out their magical swords to spar a few moves as a test.

The magical sword in Xiao Lingyue's hand is not its true form; its original form is a great sun, which is her supreme treasure for cultivating both body and mind, named 'Eternal Sun Wheel'. She also has a golden battle armor named 'Innocent Armor'.

The naming style was influenced by Bai Wuyan, whose Wujie Sword and Immaculate White Lotus greatly inspired Xiao Lingyue. Her master was noble and beautiful, which made her yearn for her. From a young age, she was the goddess in her heart who could not be profaned. Therefore, she gave the two magical treasures similar names.

Now I regret it a bit, because for certain reasons I want to change the name of the magic item.

Ding!
Once they started fighting, Zi Ping immediately realized how difficult it was.

The Peerless Palace has a body-refining method, and its disciples have amazing arm strength. Xiao Lingyue's strength was even more exaggerated than she had imagined, as if she had been immersed in rare and precious herbs since childhood. Before her opponent even exerted any force, her wrists were already slightly sore and numb.

She's no ordinary blonde girl!

Zi Ping lightly touched the ground with her toes and quickly moved backward. Her jade-inlaid Taoist robe rippled with divine light as she took out the alchemy array diagram and the celestial pattern plate and placed them on her head. With the Azure Star Sword in one hand and the White Cloud whisk in the other, she had a total of five magical treasures, which left Xiao Lingyue dumbfounded.

With so many magical treasures, how did you become a grandmaster?
He truly is a genius with exceptional talent!

Xiao Lingyue was greatly surprised, thinking to herself that there was such an extraordinary woman in the world. She immediately transformed, donned golden armor, and resonated with the long sword in her hand, descending like the sun and sweeping away the might of the blazing sun.

Daoxue was startled when Ziping made her move.

After several months apart, Zi Ping seemed to have undergone a complete transformation, her strength improving by leaps and bounds. Dao Xue asked herself honestly, if she were given another chance to fight, she might, most likely, or perhaps not be able to defeat Zi Ping.

Even she wasn't a match for him, so wouldn't Xiao Lingyue be...?

boom!
Golden light, like a waterfall, suddenly exploded!

Xiao Lingyue swiftly traversed the ground, her figure transforming into a dazzling golden rainbow. The instant her toes touched the ground, a sea of ​​fire engulfed everything within a ten-zhang radius. A magnificent sword light swept across, unleashing a radiant glow, like a great sun falling to earth, incinerating all laws.

With a single sword strike, he shattered the Heavenly Pattern Plate, cleaved the alchemy array diagram, and caused the divine light of the jade-inlaid Daoist robe to collapse layer by layer, nearly killing Zi Ping instantly.

Daoxue: ∑(_;)
No, how did you all cultivate? Is this the world of geniuses?
Leaving aside the fact that Dao Xue was hit with a ton of damage and began to doubt her own abilities, on the Jianxinzhai side, Qin Zhaorong was horrified and could not believe that Zi Ping, who seemed to have the upper hand, had fallen into a disadvantageous position as soon as they met.

Qin Zhaorong:==(д!!!)
That's impossible, there's no reason for it. Such a big medicine, where did all the medicinal power go?
Senior sister is being foolish. Enjoying yourself is one thing, but after coming back from the dead, you can't miss a single drop of the medicine you need!

If you really don't understand, next time hide me, your junior sister, in the closet, and I'll show you.

boom!
Xiao Lingyue shattered the star map with one sword, broke the array map with two swords, and crushed the divine light emanating from the jade-inlaid Taoist robe with the third sword. Zi Ping didn't even have time to make a hand seal before a sword was placed against her neck. The strong wind ruffled her Taoist robe and disheveled her hair, making her look extremely embarrassed.

They lost so quickly?

"Senior Sister Ziping, you flatter me."

Xiao Lingyue put away the magic weapon, nodded slightly to Zi Ping, and turned back to the ranks of Wushuang Palace.

One side was cheering and bustling, while the other side was lifeless and dejected.

Zi Ping left the scene in a daze, completely overwhelmed by the numerical mechanics, still in a daze. She thought that with Xiang Yuan's dual cultivation of primordial spirit, she could easily defeat a young girl like Xiao Lingyue.

I never expected that a master in his early twenties would possess such terrifying talent.

Having witnessed what a true genius is, Zi Ping, who once regarded becoming a grandmaster as her lifelong pursuit, now feels a strong desire for the upper three realms.

She craves power!
The upper three realms are too ethereal, so let's put them aside for now and focus on maximizing our cultivation at the Tongyou stage.

Zi Ping had seen Xiang Yuan's supermarket, which had a complete range of products related to the laws of heaven and earth, dazzling the eyes. Just looking at the catalog would take a long time. She once sighed that she would never cultivate immortality again, as cultivating Xiang Yuan's cultivation would be enough for her to enjoy for the rest of her life.

Having been thoroughly provoked by the genius, she couldn't wait to find Xiang Yuan and go on a shopping spree at the supermarket.

The question is, where do we find people?
"Sister, I..."

Zi Ping stood in front of Shang Qingmeng with shame, her words trailing off as she felt utterly humiliated.

"It's alright, Senior Sister. As long as Senior Sister makes a slight move, victory in this sword competition is assured," Qin Zhaorong said, worried that Shang Qingmeng would punish her.

Playing around is fine, but when it really matters, we still need to lend a hand to our senior sister.

"Ziping, you've been entangled with him for so long, and this is all you've got... Hmph, you're drowning in lust, you'll never amount to anything."

Shang Qingmeng's blunt truth was still so hurtful. She focused her attention on the Wushuang Palace's ranks and no longer regarded Xiao Lingyue as an insignificant passerby.

Thinking of the battle between Su Ran Sword Master and Bai Wuyan, she frowned slightly and suddenly felt a sense of pressure. She said in a low voice, "This woman has extraordinary talent. She may become my formidable opponent in the future. I must have a match with her at this sword competition."

Without further ado, Shang Qingmeng couldn't wait until tomorrow; she was going to have a match with Xiao Lingyue today.

He entered in a white robe, his gaze sweeping over the Wushuang Palace's ranks before settling on Xiao Lingyue.

"Sword Heart Hall, Shang Qingmeng..."

"please!"

Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.

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