The evil woman cultivates immortality, and the whole clan offers sacrifice to the heaven

The four-member elite team led by Xu Tianming was strong and well-coordinated, which at one point brought considerable pressure to Meng Wan.

However, Meng Wan relied on her deep understanding of the Tiancan swordsmanship and the sharpness of the Frost Blade to eventually defeat them one by one.

The sharp sword energy of the sword training team and the strong bodies of the physical training team seemed vulnerable in front of Meng Wan.

She stood in the center of the ring, like a god of war, standing firm and defeating all challengers.

Seeing that all the teams were defeated, the performance field fell into silence.

There was awe in everyone's eyes when they looked at Meng Wan.

Instructor Qingyi slowly walked onto the stage and announced, "Today's performance ends here. Meng Wan stays, and the others can leave."

The noise in the performance field gradually faded away, and the crowd became sparse, until only Meng Wan and Instructor Qingyi were left.

Teacher Qingyi looked at the disciple she had personally selected and nodded with satisfaction.

With a slight wave of her white hand, a white jade porcelain bottle drew a graceful arc and fell into Meng Wan's hands.

"Here, this is your reward for defending the ring for me. It will help you regain your strength."

Teacher Qingyi's voice is clear and pleasant, refreshing like a clear spring in a mountain stream.

Meng Wan quickly bowed to express her gratitude and opened the cork. A rich elixir fragrance wafted into her nose, refreshing and invigorating.

She poured out a pill and swallowed it. The pill melted in her mouth and a warm current instantly flowed through her body. She suddenly felt her meridians relaxed and her blood replenished.

Meng Wan carefully put away the remaining pills and expressed her gratitude to Teacher Qingyi again.

Teacher Qingyi waved his hand casually, "Now you are my disciple, if you have any confusion in your practice, just speak up."

Meng Wan hesitated for a moment and took out an ancient scroll from the storage space. It was her new "Daoyuan Blood Sutra".

"Master, I have come across this method by chance, but I still cannot fully comprehend it. I hope you can point me in the right direction."

Meng Wan held the Daoyuan Blood Sutra in both hands, speaking in a respectful tone.

Teacher Qingyi took the "Daoyuan Blood Sutra", stroked the pages with her slender jade fingers, and her eyes fell on the blood-colored title.

Teacher Qingyi's gaze lingered on the Daoyuan Blood Sutra for a long time. Her fingers gently slid across the pages, and after a while, she slowly spoke.

"This is a very advanced magic technique. Even a cultivator in the Nascent Soul stage would find it difficult to control it."

Teacher Qingyi's voice was low and serious, with a hint of warning, "Meng Wan, your current cultivation is not enough. If you want to learn this skill, you must at least cultivate to the Nascent Soul stage."

Meng Wan's heart sank slightly when she heard this, but then she nodded to show her understanding.

Teacher Qingyi pondered for a moment, took out a golden card and handed it to Meng Wan.

“With your strength and understanding, it would be a waste of time to come to class before you reach the Nascent Soul stage.

Here is a training room permission card. With this card, you can use the training room for free and achieve infant condensation sooner."

The card was engraved with complex runes and emitted a faint glow.

Meng Wan took the authority card with both hands, bowed, and spoke in a firm tone.

"Disciple Meng Wan will definitely live up to Master's high expectations. I will definitely practice hard and strive to achieve Infant Condensation as soon as possible."

Teacher Qingyi nodded, a relieved smile on her face.

She gently warned, "The road to cultivation is bumpy and difficult, remember not to rush for quick success, and if you have any questions, you can contact me at any time."

After watching Teacher Qingyi leave, Meng Wan couldn't help but sigh.

In a place like Tiandao Academy, it is extremely important to have a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage to lead the way.

With the authorization card, Meng Wan went straight to the training room.

The person who received her was a Nascent Soul cultivator with a stern face. He took the authority card from Meng Wan and looked at it carefully for a moment.

"Are you Master Qingyi's new disciple?" The Nascent Soul cultivator's tone was filled with envy.

Meng Wan nodded slightly, maintaining a humble attitude, "That's right."

The Nascent Soul cultivator nodded and inserted the permission card into a glowing formation.

“According to the regulations, with this card, you can use the D-level training room for three months and the C-level training room for one month every year for free.

Of course, if you want to use a higher level training room, such as Class B or Class A, you will need to pay extra spirit stones."

The Nascent Soul cultivator explained.

Meng Wan was secretly delighted. The permissions of this card were more generous than she had expected.

The concentration of spiritual energy in Dingdeng's training room is several times that of the outside world, which is enough for her current level of cultivation.

"Thank you, senior brother, for informing me."

Meng Wan bowed again to express her gratitude and immediately applied for a Grade D training room.

After getting the key to the training room, Meng Wan couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the benefits of having a master in the Spirit Transformation Stage were really obvious.

Although she has not been able to escape her slave status, she now far exceeds ordinary disciples in terms of cultivation resources and status.

Meng Wan walked quickly into the practice room. She sat cross-legged on the cushion, slowly closed her eyes and adjusted her breathing.

In fact, she had already touched the barrier of the second level of the Golden Core several months ago, and even felt that she might break through at any time.

But she has been deliberately suppressing her cultivation and has been reluctant to break through.

At this moment, Meng Wan slowly relaxed the suppression of her cultivation.

In an instant, the imprisoned power in the body surged like a flood that broke through a dam.

The golden elixir was spinning wildly in her dantian, constantly devouring the surrounding blood and energy, becoming more and more solid.

A tingling sensation spread from her dantian to her limbs and bones, and Meng Wan couldn't help but let out a low moan.

She could clearly feel that her golden elixir was undergoing a qualitative transformation, becoming purer and more powerful.

In just a few breaths, Meng Wan broke through the second level of Golden Core without any hindrance.

This is just the beginning.

The blood in her body seemed to have no end, surging and continuing to impact higher levels.

The three-layer barrier of the golden elixir was vulnerable to the powerful blood energy and collapsed instantly.

Meng Wan's cultivation level has reached the third level of Golden Core in one fell swoop!

However, the momentum did not stop, she still felt full of strength in her body, as if she had enough energy to continue breaking through.

She took a deep breath, suppressed her cultivation once again, and transformed the remaining spiritual power into pure blood to nourish her body.

Haste is not her goal; she wants to maximize every bit of her strength to lay a solid foundation for future practice.

In the next few months, Meng Wan immersed herself in seclusion and cultivation.

She absorbed the blood and energy in the training room without sleep or food, and constantly tempered her body.

Outside the practice room, time passes and spring goes and autumn comes.

On the performance field, Teacher Qingyi's lecture arrived as scheduled.

Teacher Qingyi stood on the high platform, explaining the key points of fighting, and from time to time she picked out a few students and asked them to fight.

Xu Tianming stood among the crowd below, but his eyes drifted towards the entrance of the performance venue from time to time.

He hasn't seen Meng Wan for a long time. (End of this chapter)