Gentlemen, it's time to enter the Banner of Ten Thousand Souls.

Chapter 362 is not a dictionary, but a copybook.
Chen Ye was only visiting the Qinghe Sword Sect out of courtesy, intending to chat for a bit, inquire about Su Chunyi's situation, and then take his leave.

As a result, Sheng Huai'an is now carefully teaching him swordsmanship.

Chen Ye really wanted to ask, "Does your Qinghe Sword Sect teach swordsmanship so casually? It's too pitiful that Feng Huaiyu couldn't even become a disciple of the Qinghe Sword Sect in his entire life."

However, this principle is actually quite clear when you think about it.

Chen Ye's character was personally verified by Zhang Qi, and he also had the connection with Su Chunyi, plus the good deeds he had done in Fengdu City these past few days.

With all these advantages, the Qinghe Sword Sect began to look at Chen Ye in a different light.

As for Feng Huaiyu, the Qinghe Sword Sect was actually not very happy about him ever since he joined the Qinghe Sect to ride on its fame.

No matter how good-tempered or reasonable someone is, they cannot tolerate such completely unreasonable behavior.

Even so, Sheng Huai'an still earnestly instructed Feng Huaiyu in swordsmanship. Previously, when Wang Wancheng saw Feng Huaiyu, he did nothing to him and even earnestly advised him not to waste time on swordsmanship.

The Qinghe Sword Sect has already done more than enough by doing this.

Chen Ye could only sigh for Feng Huaiyu, and then he devoted himself to learning swordsmanship.

Both of them forgot their previous agreement. They had said they would help Sheng Huai'an improve his interpersonal skills, but they turned around and started practicing swordsmanship.

Then, Chen Ye proved once again that Zhang Qi's judgment was incredibly accurate.

Sheng Huai'an frowned and sighed, "You really don't know anything about swordsmanship, which makes things a bit difficult."

Chen Ye apologized, because half of what Sheng Huai'an said was swordsmanship terminology from the Qinghe Sword Sect, and he only understood about 20-30% of it.

Just when Chen Ye thought that a genius would have a hard time understanding the thoughts of a fool, Sheng Huai'an said, "I was overthinking it. You are not suitable for learning swordsmanship this way. Let me think about it for two more days, and I will write a simple method of swordsmanship training for you."

"Can it be rewritten?"

Chen Ye was shocked. Was this literary giant going to get him a dictionary?

Sheng Huai'an replied, "It's not about rewriting... I'll try to simplify it as much as possible. Just practice according to the instructions, you don't need to think too much about it."

Oh, it's not a dictionary, it's a calligraphy copybook.

Chen Ye was quite embarrassed; it seemed that even Sheng Huai'an couldn't change Chen Ye's aptitude problem.

Sheng Huai'an reminded him, "Although the sword technique has some power, it is not for fighting enemies, nor will it affect your current cultivation level. Instead, it allows you to carefully sense the subtle changes in your soul. Your current situation is truly rare, and I cannot be sure whether this method will be useful, but at least I can guarantee that it will be harmless."

Chen Ye said gratefully, "Thank you, senior."

He doesn't seek a secret technique to solve the problem, but having more possibilities for solving the problem is always a good thing.

Seeing Sheng Huai'an enthusiastically revising his swordsmanship, Chen Ye asked, "Then, Senior, are you still planning to receive guests?"

Sheng Huai'an said without hesitation, "It's gone. This swordsmanship is interesting."

Chen Ye thought to himself that Sheng Huai'an still didn't want to deal with a group of strangers. Perhaps it was true that he created his own sword technique, but it was probably just an excuse he had finally found.

Regardless of the truth, it was time for Chen Ye to take his leave.

As they walked out of Feiyun Tower, there were still many cultivators waiting outside. When they saw Chen Ye appear, they dared not discuss it privately anymore.

For many independent cultivators, the name Huangquan Sect is merely something they've heard of, since the world is vast and the Northern Frontier is just one part of it.

Most cultivators had never even left the Western Region, so they naturally didn't know what the real Yellow Springs Sect looked like.

The grandeur of Fengdu City and the power of the Yellow Springs Sect are vague concepts.

But they were just stopped at the door, while Chen Ye came and went freely, which they saw with their own eyes.

The envoy from the Qinghe Sword Sect didn't even see the guests from Tianxin Island and the Mirage Sect, only Chen Ye from the Yellow Spring Sect. The other rogue cultivators could only mutter about the relationship between the two sects in their hearts, and then carefully made way for Chen Ye. Chen Ye didn't care about their earlier gossip and continued to stroll around in a good mood.

Yunlu Immortal Sect was indeed a paradise on earth, which broadened Chen Ye's horizons considerably. However, without a guide, Chen Ye only saw some scenery after walking for half a day.

After a leisurely stroll that could be considered a bit of a disappointment, Chen Ye returned to the small courtyard where he lived at the Yellow Spring Sect.

Before they even got close, they saw several cultivators standing at the entrance.

Chen Ye wondered, "Has the Yellow Springs Sect become so famous? I've only been here a short time and someone's already coming to visit?"

With this in mind, Chen Ye quickened his pace.

Just as he reached the door, the cultivators stopped Chen Ye with stern faces.

One of them looked at Chen Ye and said coldly, "Sorry, the envoy of the Yellow Springs Sect is not receiving guests at this time."

Chen Ye couldn't help but take a few more glances at these people. Their clothes were quite uniform, making them look like disciples of the same sect, but Chen Ye couldn't recognize which sect they belonged to.

However, this statement is too outrageous. Who gave them the right to speak on behalf of the Yellow Springs Sect?
Chen Ye asked, "Are you disciples of the Yellow Springs Sect?"

The person who had spoken earlier shook his head and said, "No, we are disciples of the Incense Burning Sect."

Chen Ye frowned. The Incense Burning Sect... It's been a long time since I've heard of this name. Have these people even changed the style of their clothes?

Chen Ye asked in a deep voice, "The disciples of the Incense Burning Sect are blocking the gates of the Yellow Springs Sect. Is it up to you whether or not you will receive them?"

The man sneered, "Fellow Daoist, you can't say that. My elders from the Incense Burning Sect are inside discussing important matters with the envoy from the Yellow Springs Sect. It will probably take a whole day. I'm just advising you not to waste your time."

Chen Ye looked at the several unfamiliar faces, who were probably newly recruited disciples of the Incense Burning Sect. He wondered where the Incense Burning Sect was located now.

Although Chen Ye had taken in Pang Duoduo, Mo Suixin, and Fang Hao, he didn't have a good impression of the Fenxiang Sect.

Chen Ye said, "I am the disciple of the Yellow Springs Sect. If I want to enter, are you going to stop me?"

These people looked a little strange, but they still insisted, "Fellow Daoist, I said that the elders of the Incense Burning Sect have important matters to discuss with your sect. Why don't you wait for them to finish their discussion before going in?"

"Do the disciples of the Yellow Springs Sect need the permission of your Incense Burning Sect to enter?"

Chen Ye laughed in anger. Judging from the arrogant appearance of this group of people, it seemed that the massacre of their entire family had not taught them much of a lesson.

However, they didn't seem to have realized what was happening yet, and someone even muttered, "It's just to make you wait a moment."

Seeing that these people still wouldn't move aside, Chen Ye didn't waste any words with them. He grabbed one of them with each hand and threw them behind him.

Although Chen Ye is only at the Tongxuan Realm, his cultivation level far surpasses that of these few cultivators who have just joined the Fenxiang Sect. With a wave of his hand, a massive amount of spiritual energy surges into their bodies and directly into their Qi Sea.

Invaded by foreign spiritual energy, his Qi Sea immediately became malfunctioning, rendering him unable to use any spells or supernatural powers, and he was thrown out by Chen Ye.

None of these people were particularly skilled cultivators, and they never expected Chen Ye to attack without even saying a few harsh words. As a result, they were caught off guard and rolled far away.

Screams rose and fell, but even after rolling on the ground, they still had the strength to shout. As expected of a prestigious sect, their body-refining skills were quite good.

Just as these people were cursing and swearing, the people in the courtyard were finally alerted.

Chen Ye saw Fang Hao and Mo Suixin walk out of the courtyard gate, along with an elderly man with white hair and beard.

Chen Ye didn't recognize this person; he guessed he was some old sage from the Incense Burning Sect.

Seeing his disciples staggering and falling in a sorry state, the old man's face immediately darkened. Just as he was about to speak, Chen Ye interrupted him, saying, "Whose idea was it for the Burning Incense Sect disciples to block the gate of my Yellow Springs Sect?"

(End of this chapter)