Junior sister, I really need to control you.

Chapter 102 Hidden Edge Temple, Sparring

After spending another month observing the casting furnace, Li Yinsheng took his leave with Mu Xiaoyu and Shangguan Ling'er.

With only one month left until the Shifeng Conference, he had to take Mu Xiaoyu to the Cangfeng Temple, the organizer of the conference, to register.

Besides registering, he also needed to go to Yutan Temple to get some books on formations.

Otherwise, after the Sword Test, when his junior sister has mastered sword intent and he receives the reward, the Chess Soul will have no new knowledge to deduce, which would be a great waste.

Moreover, they've been staying at the Casting Furnace Temple for two months, so it's time for them to go back and visit their martial uncle.

Although he had gone out for a period of time before to hunt monsters or search for medicinal herbs, he had never gone away for two months straight.

This is the longest I've ever been away from home.

Before leaving, Master Yanyu gave Li Yinsheng a Qiankun bag.

There were two piles of things in the Qiankun Bag: one pile was books, and the other pile was also books.

The difference is that the pile was huge, with hundreds of books, forming a small mountain. It was because Master Yanyu had most of the weapon-refining books in the Forging Furnace Temple copied.

The other pile was small, containing only a dozen or so books, which were the weapon-refining insights of Master Yan Yu and three other Masters.

With these two stacks of books, he estimated that he wouldn't need to worry about his junior sister's weapon-refining textbooks for a long time.

The four masters' insights into weapon crafting even contained a great deal of knowledge related to crafting magical artifacts; it could be said that they shared everything they knew.

In return, Li Yinsheng gave Yan Yu Zhenren the withered and flourishing spiritual energy he had recovered during his two previous cultivation sessions in the cave, to extend his lifespan.

He originally intended to share some with the other three True Immortals, but all three insisted on giving it all to True Immortal Yan Yu.

After all, for a Taoist temple of the size of Zhulu Temple, it wouldn't make much sense or use for the three immortals to live a few more years.

However, allowing Master Yanyu to live a few more years would be extremely beneficial to the Zhulu Temple.

It is worth mentioning that before leaving, Shangguan Ling'er also commissioned a magic weapon at the Forging Furnace Temple.

This girl is incredibly wealthy. Li Yinsheng felt that it was easier for her to commission a magic weapon than for him to commission a high-grade magic artifact.

Since Master Yan Yu had already waived all their expenses, Li Yinsheng, feeling a little embarrassed for not spending any money on talismans, also placed an order.

He asked the weapon refiners at the Forging Furnace Temple to help repair the fist mark he had left on the brass incense burner.

After being repaired, the brass incense burner regained its original grade. Although it is also a high-grade magic weapon, it is clearly superior to the Cold Bright Sword.

With these two magical artifacts, my junior sister's Shaoyang Dao test will be basically complete.

In any case, according to Shangguan Ling'er, among the top-ranked geniuses who passed the Shaoyang Dao examination, very few were able to produce quasi-magic treasures; most of them used high-grade magic artifacts.

The requirement for aspiration in spiritual practice is simply a "top-tier evaluation." As long as it is top-tier, it makes no difference whether you rank near the bottom or near the top.

"Don't be nervous about the Shaoyang Dao Examination. It's just a contest of magic with your fellow practitioners. If you win, you'll advance."

On the brocade hairpin, Shangguan Ling'er rubbed Mu Xiaoyu's head and said casually.

"I also took the Shaoyang Dao examination back then, so there's nothing to be nervous about."

"Sister Shangguan participated too?" Mu Xiaoyu's eyes lit up. "What place did Sister Shangguan get?"

"First place, of course. What else could it be?" Shangguan Ling'er retorted.

"Wow! Sister Shangguan is so amazing!" Mu Xiaoyu exclaimed with admiration.

"It's nothing special," Shangguan Ling'er said without any pride, but looked at Li Yinsheng and said, "It's just that your senior brother hasn't participated, otherwise he would definitely be number one."

When she arrived, it was autumn, and Li Yinsheng was only twenty-two years old.

He spent five months at Xuanzhen Temple and two months at Zhulu Temple. Now it is the spring of the following year, and Li Yinsheng is twenty-three years old.

A twenty-three-year-old Great Master, at least he was a Great Master when he was twenty, right?

She couldn't even imagine what a miserable scene it would be like on the arena if Li Yinsheng were to participate in a Shaoyang Dao examination when he was twenty years old.

It is likely that widespread suffering will ensue.

Hearing Shangguan Ling'er's words, Li Yinsheng smiled but said nothing.

"Senior brother is too low-key!" Mu Xiaoyu said, hands on her hips.

As she put her hands on her hips, she pulled up her sleeves slightly, revealing a silver bracelet on her wrist.

Shangguan Ling'er glanced over them, her eyes looking somewhat strange.

That silver bracelet was a low-grade defensive magic weapon that Mu Xiaoyu had crafted for herself, and it looked very similar to Li Yinsheng's magic weapon.

To be precise, apart from the colors being reversed and the bracelet being a size smaller to better fit Mu Xiaoyu's wrist, the two bracelets were practically identical.

Li Yinsheng's bracelet has a pure black background, but it slowly shimmers with bright silver specks.

Mu Xiaoyu's own bracelet was pure silver with speckled black spots.

Shangguan Ling'er also asked Mu Xiaoyu why she wanted to make such a similar bracelet. Mu Xiaoyu's answer was straightforward: she had already made one before, and it was easier to replicate it than to think of a new one.

Although this answer doesn't seem to have any problems, many low-class magical artifacts are indeed standardized and look pretty much the same.

But seeing Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu wearing almost identical bracelets, she still felt something was off.

Riding the Qiluodian, Shangguan Ling'er soon arrived at Cangfeng Temple with Li Yinsheng and Mu Xiaoyu.

The registration fee for the Shifeng Society is very high. Although it varies depending on the age of the participants, it is at least tens of thousands of talismans.

Therefore, no one will sign up just to join in the fun, unless they think they have too much money to spare.

"Miss Shangguan, most sword cultivators have bad tempers. Please don't repeat what you did at the Forging Furnace Temple before—"

Li Yinsheng was giving instructions when Shangguan Ling'er spoke up, her voice carrying throughout Cangfeng Temple as she combined her magic power with her divine sense.

"Where is the Spirit Phoenix True Man of the Zhengyang lineage, and the patriarch of the Cangfeng Temple? Why don't you come out and greet me!"

Li Yinsheng raised his hand to cover his face.

Two sword lights swept out from Cangfeng Temple, stopped in front of Qiluodian, and transformed into two figures, one old and one young.

The older ones, who looked to be around fifty years old, wore a drab gray Taoist robe. Apart from a gray rope binding their hair, they had no other decorations, and even their beards and eyes were gray.

The younger one looked about the same age as Master Zhaoxuan of the Casting Furnace Temple, both in their early thirties, with striking eyebrows and bright eyes, and were very handsome.

Compared to Li Yinsheng, he seemed rather inconspicuous.

The young cultivator, with a cold expression, directly asked Li Yinsheng and Shangguan Ling'er, "Fellow Daoists, what brings you here?"

"I'll register the younger generation of the temple for the 'Test of Skills' competition," Li Yinsheng said politely.

"There," the young master pointed to a side room in the Taoist temple below, "is where you can register. Disciples will explain the registration fees."

Shangguan Ling'er frowned slightly, clearly dissatisfied: "Fellow Daoists, not only did you not personally take us to register, but you didn't even bother to inform us of your names?"

"Hidden Peak Temple, Master Yunqiao, Qi Shuo." The young master was not annoyed, but simply cupped his hands and said indifferently.

He seemed to have no respect for Shangguan Ling'er, a great master from a powerful lineage.

"Zangfeng Temple, Master Shen Gu, I've forgotten his name," said another master who had remained silent.

Li Yinsheng cupped his hands and said, "Li Yinsheng of Xuanzhen Temple."

"Li Yinsheng!" Kamiya Masato's gray eyes lit up instantly. "You're Li Yinsheng, the one who killed the insect cloud?"

"That is indeed me," Li Yinsheng nodded.

He was somewhat surprised. Although it was not surprising that the news had spread, the disciples of Cangfeng Temple were few and they did not have much interaction with other Taoist temples. Their relationship was just average. How could they have found out about it?

"Finally, something interesting has arrived!" Kamiya Masato stared at him. "I've heard rumors that you're a swordsman?"

Li Yinsheng was stunned for a moment, then realized what was happening.

When he was at Bamboo Forest Peak, he used the Two Elements Dividing Light Sword to cut through the insect cloud's magic, which was witnessed by all the cultivators on the mountain.

To those with limited vision, the power of those sword lights was enough to mistake him for a true sword cultivator, so it's not surprising that there were rumors that he was a sword cultivator.

"I suppose so," Li Yinsheng said.

"What do you mean by 'considered'? Is it true or not?" Kamiya Masato pressed.

"My cultivation is quite diverse, but I consider myself to have achieved some success in sword cultivation, so I can be considered a sword cultivator," Li Yinsheng said.

"Excellent!" Master Kamiya was overjoyed. "Since you're a swordsman and can even slay the insect cloud, your skills must be quite impressive. Come, come, let's spar!"

As he spoke, he exhaled two wisps of gray smoke from his nostrils, which transformed into two swords at his sides, pointing directly at Li Yinsheng.

The younger Master Yunqiao, standing to the side, also stared at Li Yinsheng with shining eyes and said, "You should spar with me later!"

Li Yinsheng was full of questions.

Who are you two? You want to spar on your first meeting?

"Fellow Daoists, we are here to register, not to spar—" Shangguan Ling'er said with a frown.

"You're not a sword cultivator, this is none of your business!" Before Shangguan Ling'er could finish speaking, Master Shen Gu and Master Yun Qiao interrupted her almost simultaneously.

Shangguan Ling'er's face darkened: "You think I'm being rude to you?!"

With a flick of her wrist, a jade ruyi appeared in her palm. She waved it at the two people in front of her, and the surrounding area of ​​a hundred feet instantly turned into an extremely cold domain!

Thousands of slender, icy threads appeared in the air, entangling the two True Immortals, Shen Gu and Yun Qiao, and also binding the two flying swords beside True Immortal Shen Gu.

Li Yinsheng could see from the side that although these thousands of icy threads seemed to spread out from the void, they were actually all connected to the Xuan Yu Ruyi.

With a flick of his fingertips, Kamiya Makoto caused two flying swords to tremble within the silk threads, swirling with gray light, and in the blink of an eye, they severed a large portion of the surrounding silk threads.

Master Yunqiao opened his mouth and spat out a golden light.

With a flick of her wrist, Shangguan Ling'er caused the Xuan Yu Ruyi to emit a brilliant dark light.

Thousands of icy threads exploded into silvery mist, completely obscuring the area several feet around the two True Immortals.

A moment later, the icy mist dissipated, leaving behind only a piece of translucent, black ice several feet in diameter.

Kamiya and Unkyō were sealed tightly in the very center, with only their eyeballs still able to move.

Kamiya Masato's gray twin swords stopped trembling in the ice and became immobile.

The golden light emitted by Master Yunqiao was also a flying sword, but it only took half of its shape before being frozen by the Xuanbing ice, thus freezing in place.

"Why are all you sword cultivators so bad-tempered!" Shangguan Ling'er's face darkened.

"You two seem to be about the same when it comes to temper, right?" Li Yinsheng thought to himself, standing to the side.

"This ice will melt on its own in a day and a night. You two can stay here and calm down for a day." Shangguan Ling'er looked at Li Yinsheng. "Let's go, let's go register."

Li Yinsheng blinked.

No way—you froze two of the temple's elders without a word, how are we supposed to register normally?

"Miss Shangguan, this—why don't you release him first, and we can talk things out?" Li Yinsheng said.

"Don't waste your energy. These sword cultivators don't know how to speak properly, and most of them are not mentally sound." Shangguan Ling'er shook her head.

I am Jiang Ningzhi's best friend. How could I not know what a sword cultivator is like?

As he spoke, two sharp sword lights suddenly flashed in the gray eyes of the Divine Valley Master, who was already frozen in the Xuanbing. They shot out like lightning, piercing through the Xuanbing and leaving two small holes.

Perhaps because of these two small holes, Master Shen Gu's divine sense was able to penetrate and directly transmit his voice to Li Yinsheng and Shangguan Ling'er.

Then the first sentence stunned the two of them.

"You are truly formidable; I have lost," said Kamiya Masato.

"While your magic weapon is somewhat interesting, it's not a flying sword, and judging from your appearance, you don't know any sword techniques. Sparring with you is pointless!"

"Release me immediately! I want to spar with Fellow Daoist Li!"

Li Yinsheng and Shangguan Ling'er both fell silent.

"Hurry! I want to spar with a swordsman who can slay a cloud of insects! Release me now!"

Kamiya Makoto continuously transmitted his thoughts through divine sense.

"Fellow Daoist Li, what sword technique did you use to slay the insect cloud?"

"Hurry and spar with me! If you win, I'll waive your registration fee and let you choose a treasure from my Qiankun bag!"

Li Yinsheng transmitted his thoughts to Shangguan Ling'er: "Miss Shangguan, you're right, sword cultivators are indeed not quite right in the head."

Dude, is the abbreviation of your title "Kamiya Masato" simply "Godman"?

Shangguan Ling'er shook her head: "But this is a bit too abnormal."

"Fellow Daoist Li! Are we going to spar or not? My Qiankun bag is full of good stuff! Frost Dew Iron, Mysterious Fragrant Wood, Earth Origin Metal Stone, and Blood Jade Fruit—"

Blood Jade Fruit!

Li Yinsheng's eyes lit up.

He remembered very clearly that among the rare and precious materials recorded in the True Blood Manual that could be used to accelerate one's progress, the Blood Jade Fruit was mentioned!