You call this the way of the sword?

Upon seeing Yun Sheng, Yang Qingfeng thought for a moment and then took the initiative to greet her.

"Senior sister, Qingfeng has something he would like to ask you."

"Junior Brother Yang, what is it?"

Yun Sheng is very beautiful. She looks like she is only in her early twenties, but she exudes a charming and mature aura. She has a natural mature woman's charm, and with her well-trained figure, she is a perfect beauty.

Even though a young and inexperienced girl like Qiao Wanyi is no less beautiful or well-proportioned, she still seems insignificant compared to her.

Yun Sheng had only just stepped out of the stock exchange when he immediately attracted countless gazes.

Even a young master like Qiao Lie from the capital subconsciously glanced at her a couple more times, then frowned and looked at his sister.

"See? This is your Qingfeng brother. He's indifferent to you, but he'd practically throw his shoes at other women."

"What do you know?"

Qiao Wanyi threw the two pieces of equipment at Qiao Lie's face with a backhand, and said disdainfully, "You'd better wear these clothes like a dog and savor the saltiness that Brother Qingfeng treated me with!"

"Damn it..." Two balls of crimson fire instantly flared up in Qiao Lie's eyes, but he stopped them in the next second.

Qiao Wanyi looked at Yang Qingfeng, her delicate eyebrows furrowed, and she nervously bit her lip.

Qiao Lie naturally knew what she was thinking, and coaxed her in a low voice, "You did the right thing. Don't tell him about the master for now. Really, it won't make a difference if you tell him. Let him focus on leveling up."

Qiao Wanyi was a little worried: "Will he blame me when he finds out?"

Qiao Lie's eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a new continent: "Isn't this perfect? ​​If he dares to blame you, it means he doesn't understand you at all, and he doesn't deserve you. I'll burn him to ashes for you to get revenge!"

Qiao Wanyi glanced at him sideways. "You?"

Qiao Lie was speechless for a moment, then asked, unwilling to give up, "What level is he exactly?"

Level 13.

Qiao Wanyi coldly uttered a sentence, leaving Qiao Lie frozen in place, bewildered.

Level 13 already?

How is that possible?

How did he do that?

It's just an hour earlier, isn't it?

I was actually bringing up the level system just now...

Realizing that the clown was himself, Qiao Lie's face quickly turned a deep liver color, and the fiery passion in his eyes reignited, gradually transforming into a burning fighting spirit. "Only four levels below, four and a half days left, dungeon cooldown stones, there's still a chance!"

"I won't lose!"

Nearly two days had passed since the new dungeon opened, and new cultivators were arriving at the stronghold one after another. The first thing they did was to go to the exchange to activate the Divine Seal.

The exchange had arranged for a special representative to receive Yun Sheng, but Yun Sheng was clearly not among them.

Yang Qingfeng and she stood at the entrance of the exchange and chatted as if no one else was around.

"What is the true level of cultivation represented by each day's progress?"

Yun Sheng, recalling Yang Qingfeng's first question, countered with, "Your question is a bit strange. What is true cultivation level?"

Isn't cultivation level just about spiritual attainment and rank?

Seeing this, Yang Qingfeng realized his intuition was correct. There weren't many people in this world who cared about true cultivation levels, yet his two skills were closely related to them, which was quite strange.

However, Yun Sheng was clueless and further questioning was futile.

Yang Qingfeng then asked, "Does Senior Sister know how long it will take for the Little Ghost King to be resurrected?"

This was common knowledge to Yun Sheng, and she smiled and replied, "About three days."

Yang Qingfeng's eyes flickered slightly, and he also raised the corners of his mouth.

Sure enough, she wasn't surprised or asked any questions.

She knows everything she does.

"Were both pieces of the Little Demon King's jewelry set dropped by the Little Demon King?"

"That's right."

"Did those newly promoted cultivators who reached level 17 or 18 in previous years all train in the secret realm?"

"Mostly."

Knowing he was being watched by Yun Sheng, Yang Qingfeng stopped being polite and asked almost anything he wanted: "If I want to break the new record, does Senior Sister have any other secret realms to recommend?"

The Ghost King's Secret Realm only refreshes every three days. You can only fight it once more before the big exam. It's difficult to even break through to level 17 using the Ghost King's Secret Realm, let alone level 18.

Yun Sheng smiled and said, "Yes, but I don't recommend it."

Yang Qingfeng was somewhat surprised, and after a moment's thought, asked, "Isn't leveling up too fast a good thing?"

Yun Sheng casually brushed a strand of hair behind her ear, then glanced at the other newcomers passing by. "Everything has its advantages and disadvantages. If you're willing to trust your senior sister, then don't be too radical."

radical?

Yang Qingfeng was even more puzzled. Who in the world doesn't want to level up quickly? How could it be considered radical?

When he didn't understand, he asked, "Please enlighten me, senior sister."

"You're really not being polite."

Yun Sheng's expression and tone carried a hint of reproach.

Normally, she wouldn't waste her breath on any newcomer, but Yang Qingfeng was backed by a Pillar of State General, and Yang Qingfeng himself was also outstanding enough.

After thinking for a moment, she told Yang Qingfeng some secrets.

They chatted about their secrets on the street, ignoring the stares and whispers around them, until the Sun family cultivators arrived in a flurry, at which point Yun Sheng brought up the topic.

Yang Qingfeng took his leave and brushed past the Sun family cultivators.

Before she had taken two steps, a cultivator from the Sun family came from behind and asked, "Miss Yun Sheng, I've heard that you and my young master Sun Longwen had dealings with a newly promoted cultivator. Could you tell me his name?"

Yun Sheng said calmly, "His name is Yun Zhiyang, he's my younger brother..."

Yang Qingfeng breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally gotten rid of the Sun family. Without looking back, he quickened his pace and fled the scene.

Yun Sheng knew what she had done and that she had even stopped the Sun family from intervening on her behalf. She must have guessed that Yun Sheng was trying to shift the blame elsewhere, so she had no choice but to leave.

Yang Qingfeng continued north until he stepped into the core area again, at which point he slowed down and began to ponder some of the secrets Yun Sheng had mentioned.

To be precise, it's not a secret, but few people mention it.

All the world knows is that in previous years, many exceptionally talented new cultivators emerged, breaking records in a very short time and becoming the most outstanding geniuses of their time.

But where did all these geniuses go?

According to Yun Sheng, these geniuses all received the treatment they deserved and were given key support by the empire.

However, not all geniuses can become pillars of an empire.

It's not a problem with them, but rather that they are being interfered with by both external and internal factors.

The world is not as peaceful as we imagine.

These are Yun Sheng's original words.

The conflict between the five races has never ceased, and battlefields still erupt in various places. When the racial war becomes a protracted war, the covert struggles will also break out.

The simplest and most effective step is to address the root cause of the problem.

Not only humans, but whenever a genius appears in the world among the five races, it will inevitably attract the attention of the other four races, who will then use any means necessary and at any cost to nip it in the bud.

"There are only two outcomes to becoming a world-renowned genius."

"Become a pillar of the empire, or die on the way."

Yang Qingfeng pondered Yun Yao's words and felt his horizons broaden considerably.

He originally intended to break the new record and strive to become the best one this year, thereby entering the sights of certain people and then pursuing more clues.

Looking back now, I realize that no matter how well I performed, those guys who killed my grandfather wouldn't have given me a second glance. After all, with external evils lurking around, I might not have lived that long.

Ultimately, it comes down to a matter of strength.

"The road ahead is long, don't rush."

"To reach those people, one must first possess the strength to resist external evils. Appropriately concealing one's strength is to allow oneself to go further."

"However... the strength of a skill cannot be hidden; one can only solidify the foundation."

Walking deep into the dark and secluded canyon, seeing the monsters appearing ahead, Yang Qingfeng made up his mind to stop thinking about it, raised his hand to release his sword spirit, and began to farm cultivation points.

At the same time, he took out the Na Yuan Pill given to him by Qiao Wanyi.

During this trip, I encountered Qiao Wanyi and obtained a bottle of Na Yuan Pill that could accelerate the recovery of mana. It was not exactly a godsend, but it was also a fortunate coincidence.

Since this is the will of Heaven, and good intentions should not be wasted, it is time to replenish the Sword Domain.