After transmigrating into the body of a junior sister of a celestial sect, the cultivation world wen

"Um..." Ning Yue asked uncertainly, "Will you kill me?"

"Hmm?" the girl asked with a smile.

Ning Yue coughed. "I'm not in any danger, am I?"

"Of course not!" the girl denied.

Just as Ning Yue was about to breathe a sigh of relief, the girl continued—

"Before you die each time, the spatial energy here will give you a breath of fresh air, and then quickly restore you to your original physical state."

Ning Yue: "..."

"How was it?" the girl said with a grin. "Isn't it humane?"

Ning Yue: "..."

Ning Yue turned to run, yelling, "Help—!!"

The next second—

The girl who was still behind me suddenly appeared in front of me.

Since you've delivered yourself right to my doorstep...

Don't blame me for stabbing you!

Ning Yue took a deep breath and swung his hand horizontally—

Three seconds later—

Ning Yue coughed up a mouthful of blood with a "poof".

The girl pulled her hand back, and the sound of sharp weapon scraping against flesh rang out as the longsword was pulled out from Ning Yue's abdomen.

Ning Yue collapsed to the ground with a thud: "I hate it!"

……

As soon as Ning Yue opened her eyes, she reached out to touch her stomach, but she didn't feel the horrific wound, nor did she feel any pain.

The girl was carefully wiping the long sword in her hand not far away.

Ning Yue silently closed his eyes and opened his palms.

I plan to ambush her when she's not paying attention.

Feeling the coldness of the iron in his hand, Ning Yue opened one eye.

He rose silently and then attacked the girl's side with lightning speed.

—The longsword had just thrust forward, about to strike!

The girl's figure suddenly disappeared.

Ning Yue opened her eyes wide—

A slightly cool hand climbed onto Ning Yue's shoulder.

A faint female voice drifted over: "Wow! You've recovered so quickly?"

Ning Yue: "..."

Someone who didn't know better might think this was a horror movie...

Ning Yue had a rich inner monologue, but he didn't slow down!

He turned around swiftly and raised his hand to stab.

The girl was slightly surprised, but her voice still sounded confident.

"In all these years, you're the first person to attack me as soon as they wake up."

"And—the attack was good, the reaction was quick, he's a good kid."

Ning Yue didn't find it pleasant to be called a "good kid" by people who looked about her age.

She frantically wielded the longsword, which wasn't very handy, and each attack was a significant improvement over the last.

The girl was surprised and cooperated with Ning Yue to dodge.

With each sword strike he dodged, his smile widened.

"Good boy, stab me one more time—"

Ning Yue, unable to bear it any longer, shouted, "Shut up, little grandma!"

The girl paused, smiled at Ning Yue, and then, as before, quickly disappeared.

Ning Yue knew that this was not some kind of magic, but rather that the girl's speed was enough to make people mistakenly believe that she had teleported or disappeared.

After actual combat, Ning Yue became increasingly certain—

It was no easy thing to damage even a corner of her clothing.

Seeing that he couldn't find anyone, Ning Yue said provocatively, "So what if you're fast? Come out! Let's have a face-to-face swordsmanship contest!"

After saying this, she cautiously observed her surroundings, but the girl's figure was too difficult to catch.

I could only catch a glimpse of his shadow occasionally out of the corner of my eye.

But it will disappear in the next second.

Suddenly, Ning Yue's eyes narrowed.

I saw it—the shadow of a girl!

She wasted not a second, and thrust her sword forward—

"Pfft—"

The sound of a sharp sword piercing flesh is enough to make your teeth ache.

Ning Yue opened her eyes wide in disbelief—

How could this be...?

Three seconds later—

Ning Yue collapsed to the ground with a thud!

How could I be the one to get infected?!

……

Blue sky and white clouds, a flowing stream...

What a beautiful rural landscape!

If we ignore the girl squatting beside her, staring intently at her...

Ning Yue reached out and formed a sword again, saying wearily, "Are the others working as hard as I am?"

"..." The girl paused for a moment, resting her chin on her hand: "Very few people who come here manage to touch the hem of my clothes. Basically, it's time for me to let them out."

The girl scoffed lightly: "Otherwise, when will they ever get there?"

"Is that so?" Ning Yue straightened up, supporting himself on the ground, and looked at the girl with a deep gaze.

"Yeah," the girl's voice sounded bored as she sized up Ning Yue, "You haven't recovered yet? Let's fight! You're so fragile!"

Ning Yue smiled slightly. "...As you wish."

"Oh?" The girl raised an eyebrow. "...Getting excited?"

"Alright," she raised her hand, and a longsword appeared from thin air. "Come on!"

Ning Yue stubbornly persisted for another five minutes.

"Again—!"

Ning Yue lasted for ten minutes this time.

"Again—!"

Ning Yue persisted for fifteen minutes.

"Stop, stop, stop, stop—!"

Ning Yue waved his hand in acknowledgment.

The girl, unaware of what was happening, quickly stopped the longsword that was about to pierce Ning Yue's body.

"...What's wrong?"

A glimmer of hope shone in Ning Yue's eyes as he pinched two fingers together and placed them in front of the girl.

"What are you doing?" the girl asked, looking at her in confusion.

"Look closely—can you see a loose white thread?"

The girl squinted and brought her fingers closer to Ning Yue's.

When held up to the sunlight, the thread, less than two centimeters long, was not conspicuous; it took her a long time to notice it.

"Hmm, I see it. What's wrong? Is this your new weapon that lets you hit me?"

"No..." Ning Yue shook his head and whispered, "It's actually a loose thread on your shoe."

Girl: "..."

She stared blankly for a long time before looking down at the tips of her shoes.

Indeed, some sword energy remained on it.

She took a deep breath, but after a long pause, she still couldn't say anything.

Ning Yue grinned: "You said that if I just touch the hem of your clothes, I'll consider it a pass. You're not going to cheat, are you?"

The girl gritted her teeth: "...Of course not!"

She was careless, but who can really pay attention to such a small loose thread?

Besides, everyone who comes here for the trial is very straightforward; they're all single-mindedly drawn to the hem of her dress.

Who would have thought that Ning Yue, who doesn't play by the rules, would fixate on a loose thread on a shoe!

The girl gazed silently at the sky.

Oh well, I guess I'll just consider myself less skilled. I'll have to protect the loose threads when I'm more experienced in the future!

She raised her hand, and a door appeared in the void.

Ning Yue walked over obediently and waved politely to the girl, saying, "Goodbye, okay?"

The girl said coldly, "Wait!"

Ning Yue paused in his steps: "Is there anything else you would like to instruct me on?"

"Practicing swordsmanship with you is passable. How long have you been practicing?"

Ning Yue closed his eyes and thought for a moment, then asked her, "How long have I been in this space?"

The girl crossed her arms: "You're fast, less than two hours!"

Ning Yue stroked his chin: "Then I'll practice swordsmanship for less than two hours."

Girl: "...!"

She asked incredulously, "How much did you say?!"

"Less than two hours." Ning Yue turned and smiled, reaching out a hand to open the door: "Goodbye forever, little grandma."

A burst of light appeared.

Ning Yue looked at the familiar scene before her.

It's finally out!

Thinking of the girl's terrified expression just now, Ning Yue couldn't help but laugh.

You stabbed me so many times! Now you know how powerful I am!

However, that girl was indeed formidable; it would take some effort to even touch the hem of her clothes.

But what can I do? I've only had the sword for less than two hours!

Without using some tricks, who can compare to someone who has practiced swordsmanship for hundreds of years?

Even loose threads are still clothes!

She walked out with light steps.

"My disciple—my disciple! My disciple! I'm here!!!"