We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?.

Chapter 5 Qingyi will never throw it away in her entire life!
After Xiao Mo publicly declared that he was going to cultivate immortality, even if he recovered from his illness, he could openly continue to be a homebody who never left his house.

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Mo used the pretense of cultivating immortality and entering a meditative state to enter the Hundred Worlds Book.

Every five days, Xiao Mo would use the Heaven-Continuing Technique to help Jiang Qingyi recuperate and clear her spiritual meridians.

Furthermore, Xiao Mo used his contribution points to purchase various precious medicinal herbs and personally brewed medicine for Jiang Qingyi according to the prescriptions written in the Continuation of Heaven Manual.

As for Xiao Mo's lifespan.

Xiao Mo didn't care.

The price of the Heaven-Extending Technique is "Xiao Mo's" lifespan. What does that have to do with me, Xiao Mo?
Anyway, I only have fifty years to experience life.

Based on my current physical condition, I can probably last at least seventy years.

There is enough time.

Jiang Qingyi made rapid progress under Xiao Mo's guidance.

It only took Jiang Qingyi one month to go from the first level of Qi Refining to the second level.

Although some geniuses can advance from the first level of Qi Refining to the fourth level, or even the fifth level of Qi Refining, within a month.

Compared to these geniuses, Jiang Qingyi's talent is indeed lacking.

But Xiao Mo was already satisfied.

Jiang Qingyi is already doing well enough to cultivate; what more could she want?

Before I knew it, several days had passed in the real world.

Xiao Mo was obsessed with cultivating immortality every day, neglecting state affairs and acting as if he had nothing to do with them. He did not listen to the advice of his ministers.

Anyway, besides eating, Xiao Mo spent his time teaching disciples at the Hundred Generations Academy.

In the blink of an eye, ten months have passed in the book of a hundred lifetimes.

In the past year, Jiang Qingyi has grown taller very quickly.

Jiang Qingyi is only fifteen years old, but she is already almost 1.6 meters tall.

But yes.

This is the time when girls are developing and growing.

Moreover, after arriving at the Longquan Sword Sect, Jiang Qingyi had no worries about food and clothing. She could eat her fill every day, and there was meat in every meal. As her nutrition gradually improved, she naturally grew faster.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyi blossomed like a willow branch.

It evokes a feeling of "a girl next door has grown up."

She looks like a grown woman now.

Ten more days passed.

That morning, as Jiang Qingyi sheathed her sword, the aura emanating from her body rose to another level.

"good."

Xiao Mo praised the girl.

His own disciple has already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Hearing her master's voice, Jiang Qingyi turned around and ran over happily: "Master, you're up!"

"The sun's already high in the sky, and I'm still not up?" Xiao Mo chuckled and gently patted Jiang Qingyi's head. "Qingyi, your cultivation speed is getting faster and faster. It seems your efforts haven't been in vain."

"It's all thanks to my master's excellent teaching."

"It's the result of your hard work... cough cough cough cough..." Xiao Mo coughed violently.

"Master, are you alright?" Jiang Qingyi looked at her master with concern.

"It's nothing." Xiao Mo waved his hand. "I just had a mishap while practicing recently and injured my body a little. I'll be fine after a period of recuperation."

"Really?" Jiang Qingyi asked worriedly.

This was the first time I had ever seen my master sick.

"Of course it's true." Xiao Mo changed the subject. "There are less than three months left until the New Blood Tournament. Are you ready?"

"Master, I am ready and will certainly not let you down!" Jiang Qingyi said earnestly.

"Just do your best and leave no regrets." With that, Xiao Mo took out a sword box from his storage bag and handed it to Jiang Qingyi.

"Master, what is this?" Jiang Qingyi asked curiously.

"This is a gift for you, open it and take a look."

Jiang Qingyi opened the box.

Inside lay a long sword.

"What a beautiful sword!"

Jiang Qingyi exclaimed in surprise.

The longsword was carved from ice and frost, its blade translucent and adorned with lotus flower patterns.

"This sword is called Xuan Shuang. It's a fourth-grade magic weapon, not particularly precious, but it's quite beautiful and suits you well. What do you think? Do you like it?"

"Yes! I like it!" Jiang Qingyi nodded vigorously. "Thank you, Master. Qingyi will definitely take good care of this sword!"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "This is just a fourth-grade magic weapon. It's just a bit pretty. You'll throw it away when your cultivation level is higher."

"No, Master!" Qingyi hugged the sword box tightly and shook her head vigorously. "Qingyi will definitely keep it safe and will never lose it in her entire life!"

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Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

As the number one sword sect in the world.

The disciples who are able to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all have high cultivation talent.

Even an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would be considered an inner disciple in other sects.

Today is the grand ceremony for all the newly admitted disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect—the New Blood Martial Arts Tournament!

The new blood martial arts competition originated from a long-vanished sect—the Longquan Sword Sect.

The rules of the new blood competition of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are no different from those of the previous Longquan Sword Sect; both adopt the form of a lottery.

The top three finishers in the new blood competition will receive generous rewards, including but not limited to martial arts techniques and magical artifacts.

Even the top player in each new blood competition would receive a magical artifact as a gift from the sect leader.

For example, this time, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect offered a first-grade magic weapon as a prize!
This filled each disciple with motivation.

Early this morning, all the disciples participating in the New Blood Martial Arts Tournament, as well as the various elders and peak masters, gathered on a small plain.

On the first day of each new blood competition, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would appear and announce the start of the competition.

Therefore, every young disciple eagerly awaited the arrival of the sect leader.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is truly legendary.

To all sword cultivators in the world, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a god-like figure.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is usually elusive, rarely seen even by the sect's higher-ups.

Therefore, for many people, this is one of the few opportunities in their lives to meet the sect leader.

It was just past Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

A sword shadow swept across the sky and landed straight at the very front of the plain.

The woman stood on the high platform, her long dress fluttering in the breeze.

At the woman's waist hung a white, translucent longsword, as if forged from black ice.

"Is the sword that the sect leader is carrying the immortal sword Baixia from our Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" On the plain, a female disciple asked her friend beside her.

"No, the sect leader rarely uses the White Glow Sword. This sword is called the Frost Sword, and it's just a fourth-grade magic weapon," his friend explained.

"A fourth-grade magic weapon?" The female disciple was taken aback. "Is there anything special about this fourth-grade magic weapon? How can a fourth-grade magic weapon be worthy of the sect leader's status?"

"Then I don't know."

His friend also shook his head.

"Perhaps this fourth-grade magic weapon holds some special significance for the sect leader."

(End of this chapter)