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

This icy training ground doesn't mean much to Ning Yue.

It's nothing more than keeping an eye on the disciples, being ready to protect them at any time, and trying not to expose oneself as much as possible.

Because some disciples really don't react when they encounter danger; they just stand there, stunned.

Ning Yue and Shi Yinghan came here to prevent this situation from happening, in case they were actually hurt.

But this was very simple and easy for Ning Yue, requiring little effort.

It was indeed very boring.

Yesterday I sent the giant python and the phoenix out for some fresh air, so today I'll keep the little mermaid company here.

Ning Yue was willing to come to the training ground, although it was to bring the little mermaid out for some fresh air, but his main purpose was to participate in the second trial for disciple selection.

After the first trial, the door to the second trial will appear. It's been so long, she decided to go and have some fun.

So Ning Yue endured until everyone left the training ground and met up with Shi Yinghan.

Seeing her hurrying along, Shi Yinghan asked, "Junior Sister, what's the matter that you're in such a rush?"

Ning Yue smiled mysteriously, looking at the door that appeared before him, exactly the same as it had been five years ago, and said with great interest.

"Senior brother, do you still remember the second trial?"

Shi Yinghan paused for a moment, glanced at the several doors of different colors, then turned his gaze back to Ning Yue and hesitated.

"Junior sister...you don't know how?"

"That's right! Goodbye, senior brother!" Ning Yue dashed into the Sword Gate like a gust of wind!

Before Shi Yinghan could react, still in shock, she opened her eyes again and her junior sister had vanished.

Shi Yinghan: "..."

Ning Yue has happily gone to find her great-grandmother; she is no longer the Ning Yue of five years ago!

We must have a proper sparring match and shock her!

The unremarkable little village reappeared before my eyes, completely silent and still.

Ning Yue asked, "Didn't some disciples come in? Where are they?"

After waiting two seconds without a reply, Ning Yue looked behind him and asked, "...Little Grandma?"

A girl dressed in yellow stood behind Ning Yue, looking at her with a curious gaze.

"Why are you back in again?"

Ning Yue chuckled, "I just missed you, so I came here specifically to see you."

The girl gave a soft hum, seemingly in a good mood. After a few seconds, she glanced sideways at Ning Yue.

"Your skills have improved quite a bit in just a few years!"

"Of course," Ning Yue tilted his chin up, "You'll be in for a big surprise later!"

"No need to wait any longer." The girl in yellow raised her hand and grasped at the air, and a long sword gleaming with cold light appeared in her hand.

"Now, surprise me!"

"Aren't you training your disciples right now?" Ning Yue hesitated for a moment. "...Didn't I just see a disciple come in?"

"I sent my clone away, don't worry about it, just draw your sword." The girl in yellow looked at Ning Yue with great interest.

Ning Yue chuckled and casually pulled out a flower: "...Alright then."

The flower emitted a faint green glow, and the emerald at the center of the hilt shone brightly.

The girl in yellow was taken aback when she saw the blooming flowers.

Ning Yue suddenly remembered something and asked, "How should I address you, senior?"

Although she calls her "little grandma" behind her back, she can't keep calling her "little grandma" all the time.

The girl stared intently at Ning Yue's sword, and upon hearing this, casually said, "I am the third sect leader of the Fusang Sect. Call me Sect Leader Yun."

Ning Yue assumed a fighting stance, holding the Sheng Hua flower horizontally in front of him, and looked at Sect Master Yun, saying, "Please enlighten me!"

For some unknown reason, Sect Master Yun did not move, but kept shifting his gaze, examining the living flower in Ning Yue's hand.

Ning Yue picked up Sheng Hua and glanced at her twice: "...What's wrong?"

Sect Master Yun suddenly smiled and looked at Ning Yue, saying, "Do you know the origin of your sword?"

Ning Yue picked up the flower again and glanced at it twice: "What's its origin?"

The original form of Sheng Hua was a piece of withered tree branch, which Xiao Hua randomly found in her consciousness space and threw to her to forge her natal sword.

Sect Leader Yun stepped forward, ran his fingers over the flower twice, and his eyes grew brighter with each touch.

"This is... a branch of the divine tree Fusang."

"The Divine Tree...? Fusang?" Ning Yue exclaimed in surprise.

"Not bad." Sect Master Yun nodded and continued.

"I heard that this place where the Fusang Sect is located was once home to the divine Fusang tree, and the Fusang Sect takes its name from this place."

"And the natal sword in your hand," Sect Master Yun said, pointing to Sheng Hua, "is actually a branch of the divine tree Fusang."

"Holy crap..." Ning Yue looked at Sheng Hua with amazement, "You have this kind of background?"

The flower trembled slightly, as if in response.

This is quite a big deal.

"No wonder the quality is so high." Sect Master Yun murmured, his eyes gradually revealing an even more excited look than before.

"I'm going to fight you to my heart's content today!"

Ning Yue paused, then smiled. The blooming flowers shimmered with a soft glow, reflecting off Ning Yue.

"I'll make sure you have a great time."

……

The two fought fiercely here, their momentum almost evenly matched.

They both got a good beating in no time.

Sect Master Yun and Ning Yue looked at each other, their excitement and agitation almost overflowing.

"You didn't tell me you were this powerful!" Ning Yue blocked the attack from Sect Master Yun, looked at her, and his eyes were full of recognition and shock at her strength.

"I should have come to see you sooner!"

"Hmph!" Sect Master Yun smiled, "I knew how powerful you were the first time I saw you."

She also wanted to go out and see Ning Yue when she had some free time.

Sect Master Yun was so focused on Ning Yue that he couldn't even maintain the illusions of the surrounding villages, which all turned into smoke and disappeared.

Ning Yue had forgotten exactly how long the fight lasted, but afterwards he and Sect Master Yun lay down on the ground together.

Both Sheng Hua and Sect Master Yun's swords were thrown aside. Ning Yue lay on the ground in a spread-eagle position, with Sect Master Yun's leg draped over Ning Yue's body.

Sect Leader Yun wiped the sweat from his brow and turned to Ning Yue: "...Come visit me more often in the future, okay?"

"That's fine..." Ning Yue pondered for a moment and said, "But how did I get in here? I only got in during the disciple trial."

"Oh right, right..." Sect Master Yun remembered this.

The training grounds here are only open when disciples come to participate in the trials.

Ordinary disciples are not allowed to enter or leave at will.

"Simple." Sect Master Yun directly tore off the brocade belt from his waist and handed it to Ning Yue. "From now on, you can come in directly through this."

Ning Yue took it, glanced at it in his palm, and then put it away: "Okay, I'll come find you again when my swordsmanship improves."

"I'm always ready." Sect Master Yun looked at Ning Yue's profile with great satisfaction, and almost wanted to fight her for another seven days and seven nights.

Suddenly, a few suppressed coughs came from the side.

"Cough cough...!"

Ning Yue and Sect Master Yun both looked to the side at the same time—

Several young-looking disciples stood awkwardly to the side, looking at Ning Yue and Sect Master Yun on the ground.

She stammered softly, "Um... we were fighting just now, and I don't know how, but I suddenly ended up here."