Junior Sister must ascend this time!

Yun Qing knelt even more smoothly now, "Junior Yun Qing, the ninety-ninth generation inner disciple of Chengtian Sect, greets the Ancestral Master."

"Get up." Yin Shuang nodded, then put two fingers together and touched Yun Qing's forehead.

"Since we are destined to meet, I will give you a set of sword techniques. Study them carefully, and I will test you at this time tomorrow."

"Thank you, Master!"

After thanking Yin Shuang, Yun Qing used every good word she could think of to describe him.

Yin Shuang tried very hard to keep the corners of his mouth from turning up too obviously, but putting everything else aside, the child's praise made him feel really good.

But he should go back now; he'll come again next time.

After Yin Shuang drifted away, Yun Qing probed her sea of ​​consciousness with her divine sense and found a sword manual, "Lingyun Sword Manual".

The Chengtian Sect's inherited sword technique? Isn't that a copy that everyone in the Chengtian Sect has?

However, this was given by the ancestor, so it might be different from what has been passed down now. She used her divine sense to turn to the first page and saw...

"Let me make this clear first: before you start practicing this sword technique, you need to calm your mind. Because after you practice it, you'll realize that everything you learned before was rubbish. Yes, I said it!"

Yun Qing's lips twitched, and she turned to the second page. This page was similar to the one that had been passed down, except for a line of small print written on the side:

"What rubbish did I write back then? Don't believe in this 'counter-attack' nonsense. It made me get pricked by a hair on my hand during a fight, it hurt so much!"

It was followed by a large "Change": "Whether you start the attack or not is not important. Take advantage of your opponent's inattention and strike first. This is called 'Strike first and you'll be strong; strike later and you'll suffer.'"

"The third move, 'Gentle Breeze Swaying the Willow,' was too weak, so I improved it and renamed it 'Wild Wind Destroying the Willow.' But the elders disagreed, saying it was too violent. I nodded on the surface, but secretly changed the name back. But in my personal version, it will always be called 'Wild Wind Destroying the Willow.'"

Page six contains a picture of a figure holding a long sword, surrounded by densely packed arrows and circles, which seem to represent some profound sword principles.

But upon closer inspection, the arrow points to a sign that reads: "Turn your wrist here, or you'll cramp. Don't ask me how I know."

...............

Yun Qing finished reading the entire sword manual and remained silent for a long time.

So, she obtained the original manuscript, and it's the unedited version!

I never expected you to be such a great master.

The patriarch, back in his tomb, lay down in his coffin, then placed his hands on his chest, just as he was about to rest in peace…

He opened his eyes. Wait! He'd picked up the wrong version!

He's too ashamed to even be a ghost!

Meanwhile, Yun Qing had already started practicing sword moves. Although the sword manual was full of the founder's criticisms, it was indeed insightful and helpful to her a lot.

Yun Qing practiced until her spiritual energy was almost completely depleted before stopping. She ate two spiritual fruits to replenish her spiritual energy and then lay down to sleep.

Even the best spiritual fruit is not as effective as a good night's sleep.

Unbeknownst to her, Elder Zhao had secretly sneaked in while she was sleeping.

He sprinkled some Drunken Immortal Powder in Yun Qing's direction to make sure she wouldn't wake up halfway through.

Afterwards, he set up a spirit-devouring array in the place where Yun Qing often cultivated. Whenever she circulated her spiritual energy to cultivate, the array would drain her life force. At best, it would damage her meridians and cause her cultivation to regress; at worst, she would never wake up again.

He could have just killed Yun Qing, but doing so would inevitably be discovered, and it wasn't worth losing his elder position for the sake of a disciple.

Setting up the formation was troublesome, but it could be said that she was frightened by the ghosts in the Stele Forest while cultivating. It's normal for a junior disciple in the Qi Refining stage to be timid.

Moreover, once the formation failed, those array stones were no different from ordinary stones, so no one would suspect him.

Elder Zhao grew increasingly smug; he was as meticulous as ever. "Yun Qing, Yun Qing, blame yourself for your audacity in challenging me."

Yun Qing didn't wake up until noon the next day. For some reason, she couldn't wake up properly this time.

However, it was still early before the time agreed upon by the patriarch, so she planned to clean up the graves of her senior brothers and sisters again.

As she approached, she noticed that their glasses were empty.

This isn't right. Have the senior brothers and sisters returned?

Yun Qing quickly dismissed her own thoughts: How could a ghost drink alcohol?

Just as she squatted down and started to think, a wine glass smashed on her head.

"what!"

"Who?!"

Yun Qing covered her head and looked up. It turned out that there was a person lying on the peach tree in front of her senior brothers and sisters' graves.

Her face was as pale as paper, her lips were pale red, and her long, dark hair cascaded down like a waterfall.

It looks like a ghost! And a beautiful one at that.

Yun Qing frowned, stepped forward to examine him closely, and felt that this person was very familiar.

"It's very rude of you to stare at people like that."

The man suddenly spoke, then sat up, his gray-purple pupils staring straight at Yun Qing.

Yun Qing was startled, but quickly realized who this person was.

Yan Li, the child her master brought back in her previous life, was a Heavenly Grade Thunder Spirit Root. He was aloof and unsociable from a young age, and bit her arm the first time he saw her.

However, after that one meeting, he refused to become the master's disciple, and naturally, he wouldn't do missions with them, his direct disciples.

His physique was special, so his master left him on Tianji Peak, where he stayed ever since.

Yun Qing recognized him because of his unique gray-purple pupils.

"Is it polite of you to drink my wine without even saying hello?"

"Your wine?" Yan Li raised an eyebrow and jumped down from the peach tree.

"The wine is pretty good, I like it."

Yun Qing wanted to roll her eyes at him. How could he have become so shameless after not seeing him for a hundred years?

Yan Li flicked her forehead. "Don't look at me like that. According to seniority, you should call me senior."

"Come on, call me 'senior' and let me hear it?"

Yun Qing thought to herself: You big-headed idiot, your brain was stunned by the lightning pool of Tianji Peak. When I turn back into Liu Fushu, the first thing I will do is kick you back into the lightning pool.

But she didn't dare say that, so she obediently called out, "Senior."

Yan Li patted her head with satisfaction. "See you later, little rascal."

Just as he was about to turn and leave, he suddenly remembered something, took out a stone from his storage ring and threw it to Yun Qing, "I picked this up under the peach tree, it's pretty, you can have it."

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Yun Qing held the small stone in her hand, examined it, and then smiled. "A formation stone? Interesting."

She walked around and found many such array stones, which together formed the Spirit Devouring Array.

It seems Elder Zhao can't wait to make her move. It's just a pity that in her previous life, besides being a sword cultivator, she was also a formation master. These formations are child's play in her eyes.

Yun Qing tossed the array stones Yan Li had given her up and down, thinking that Elder Zhao would definitely come back to check on her condition that night.

So she changed the positions of some of the array stones, waiting for the "big fish" to take the bait that night.

I hope Elder Zhao will like her gift!