What do you mean the game swordsman I controlled has come back to life?

Autumn winds blow and leaves fall; more than a month has passed.

Yue Qingwu walked through the sect as usual.

The wind blew through her black hair, and a young man dressed in the attire of the Shangqing Sword Sect appeared beside her.

Yue Qingwu's bright eyes revealed a questioning look.

"You must be the currently popular Yue Qingwu in the sect. I am Wei Pingyi, a true disciple of the inner sect who cultivates the Guiyi Sword Technique of our ancestor."

"I've come here specifically to spar with you, fellow Daoist." Wei Ping said, his sword slung over his shoulder, his gaze sharp.

"Senior Brother Wei, I have no intention of fighting with others. Please find someone else," Yue Qingwu said.

Upon seeing this, the surrounding disciples of the Shangqing Sword Sect all stopped and stood there.

"Here he comes! Senior Brother Wei Ping has indeed come to challenge Senior Sister Yue Qingwu."

"Isn't this inevitable? Senior Brother Wei Pingyi practices the Guiyi Sword Technique, which is the foundational sword technique of our sect's founding patriarch."

Naturally, he wanted to receive the ancestral master's inheritance, but while he was traveling, someone else beat him to it.

"No, the sword technique I practice is of paramount importance to me, and the inheritance you possess is crucial."

"And I also want to see what makes you so special that you've earned the recognition of the ancestral sword spirit." Wei Pingyi refused decisively.

"Can't we value peace? Fighting and killing are really bad," Yue Qingwu continued to persuade.

"It has appeared; Senior Sister Qingwu's kindness has been revealed."

"Generally speaking, when Senior Sister Qingwu says this, she is giving people a way out. In the past, there have been cases where people from the Confucian school did not take it seriously and were beaten to their knees and begged for mercy."

The disciples nearby were whispering amongst themselves.

"If you're not combative, how can someone like you call yourself a sword cultivator?"

"How come the sword cultivators of the Shangqing Sword Sect have become like this after returning from their travels?" Wei Pingyi scoffed.

"I'm really not good at fighting with people."

After Yue Qingwu spoke, all the disciples around him fell silent.

Really? We don't believe it.

Only Senior Brother Wei Ping, who had just returned, was unaware of the truth; those of them who had been within the sect all along knew it all too well.

Within the entire Shangqing Sword Sect, the one who loves fighting and dueling the most is Senior Sister Yue Qingwu.

They even entice others to fight them.

"Alright then, I won't fight you for nothing. This is a Minor Five Elements Restriction-Breaking Talisman, which has the effect of breaking formations."

Even a Golden Core cultivator's barrier can be breached, giving you a chance to escape.

"If you win, this is yours; if you lose, hand over the ancestral master's legacy and give me the sword, Mo Feng."

Wei Ping took out a yellow paper talisman and said.

"I don't need it." Yue Qingwu shook her head.

"That's not up to you. I can launch an attack here, but it will cause damage to the sect. However, I will be responsible for compensation."

"Or you can come with me to the sect's arena for a duel, where there's a protective array." Wei Ping said.

"Alright," Yue Qingwu said helplessly.

Honestly, she really didn't want to fight anymore, but since the other party had pushed her to this point, she was also willing to fight back.

The two transformed into a streak of light and quickly arrived at the sect's martial arts arena.

"Let's finish this quickly, make your move."

Yue Qingwu didn't want to waste time; she was afraid that if she continued fighting, Senior Li would wake up.

That wouldn't be something that could be resolved with just a friendly exchange.

"You mean you think you can get rid of me quickly?" Wei Ping sneered, feeling looked down upon.

As news of Wei Pingyi's sparring with Yue Qingwu spread, a large number of Shangqing Sword Sect disciples came to watch.

"I think it should be possible."

Yue Qingwu said matter-of-factly, because to him, the first time he saw this person, he was full of flaws.

"All swords return to their origin!"

The familiar starting stance made Yue Qingwu even more certain that her opponent was not strong.

Yue Qingwu dodged the countless swords rushing towards her, and with her delicate hand, she took out a sword and held it in her hand.

He leaped towards his opponent with a light touch of his toes, casually waving his sword to deflect the incoming longsword.

The longsword tumbled and collided with the following longsword, instantly disrupting the subsequent swords of the Myriad Swords Return to One sect, causing them to fly around haphazardly.

"Your cultivation is impressive, but it's not over yet." Wei Ping was about to form a hand seal.

"No, it's over." Before anyone knew it, Yue Qingwu had already pressed the tip of her sword against Wei Pingyi's throat through the rain of swords.

He used hand seals to unleash sword techniques and spells right in front of her, truly showing no respect for her.

Yue Qingwu had made this mistake many times when fighting the patriarchs in the blank world, and he knew very well how to break it.

According to Li, it's about capturing the pre-animation.

"How is this possible?" Wei Ping exclaimed in disbelief, and with a backhand, he knocked the sword away from his throat.

"No, I haven't used my full strength yet. I don't need you to hold back. Even if you stab me, you won't kill me!"

"I really don't want to hurt you," Yue Qingwu said helplessly.

Avoid subsequent attacks.

"Don't look down on me! Draw your sword! Do you think I'm not even worthy of you drawing your sword?" Wei Ping said angrily.

"What's going on? This cutscene is taking so long. Shall I take over? Stop dawdling."

Suddenly, Yue Qingwu recalled the disgruntled voice of Senior Li.

It made her heart skip a beat.

Oh no! Senior is here!

Yue Qingwu immediately stopped holding back, taking advantage of the fact that her senior had not yet taken over her body.

"Echoes of the Hometown"

Immediately, a sword sheath appeared in Yue Qingwu's hand, blocking Wei Ping's long sword.

He kicked the sword-wielding hand, snatched the sword, and slammed the scabbard into Wei Pingyi's chest.

puff!

Wei Ping coughed up a mouthful of blood and flew backward, crashing into the barrier.

"The echoes of the ancestral homeland, how could you have learned it so quickly after only receiving the inheritance?" Wei Pingyi asked incredulously.

Reflecting on the echoes of my cultivation homeland for two hundred years, I still struggle to even begin to grasp the basics.

Qingwu remembered that he had only received the inheritance a month ago, so how could he have learned it already?

For a moment, this inner disciple, a prodigy of the Shangqing Sword Sect, felt a tremendous sense of defeat.

"I, Wei Ping, used to consider myself a genius and had a very high opinion of myself. Now it seems that I am nothing more than a clown."

He couldn't help but smile wryly as he got up and gave the Lesser Five Elements Restriction-Breaking Talisman to Yue Qingwu.

"I admire your ability to defeat me with your 'Echoes of the Homeland' move. This is yours now."

Yue Qingwu took the Small Five Elements Breaking Talisman and put it into her storage ring.

"Fellow Daoist, could you please return my sword to me?" Wei Pingyi said.

"Hmm?" Yue Qingwu's eyes turned cold as she turned to look at the other person.

"What did you say?"

That's outrageous! I clearly stole this sword from you openly and honestly, why should I return it to you?

You NPC are really pushing your luck. If it weren't for the fact that you dropped a purple item, I would have killed you long ago.

"Uh, I didn't say anything."

Wei Ping swallowed hard.

For some reason, he hadn't found Yue Qingwu scary just now, but now, just that one look from him made him tremble all over.

His intuition told him that if he said another word, he would die here.

"Luckily you noticed quickly and saved your life." Yue Qingwu breathed a sigh of relief.

It wasn't in vain that I managed to defeat you so quickly; otherwise, if you had faced Senior Li, you really wouldn't have survived.

"Senior Sister Qingwu's eyes were terrifying just now, like she wanted to kill me."

"Shh, isn't that how Senior Sister Qingwu always is? She's already being very lenient by only taking Senior Brother Weiping's sword."

The disciples were discussing among themselves, clearly aware of the style of their sect's senior sister, Qingwu.

Listening to his fellow disciples' discussions, Yue Qingwu couldn't help but lament how his reputation had become like this.

It's time to check what the main quest is this time.

Lu Li just wanted to kill that old Bi Deng as soon as possible.

Stop with the long, tedious main storyline. Even if we're going through the main plot, you have to let me kill that old man, Biden, first.

What do you mean by "thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river"? Lu Li is just playing a game, and it's already very kind of him to wait several days.

PS: Thanks to the amazing Yiyun for the certification! May she live forever! I'm so unworthy of being called a master! I'll make up for it with another chapter later. The plot gets harder and harder as it goes on, so I need to promise I won't give up!