We said we would experience life, fairy, how did you become real?

Jiang Qingyi made rapid progress under Xiao Mo's guidance.

It only took Jiang Qingyi one month to go from the first level of Qi Refining to the second level.

Although some geniuses can advance from the first level of Qi Refining to the fourth level, or even the fifth level of Qi Refining, within a month.

Compared to these geniuses, Jiang Qingyi's talent is indeed lacking.

But Xiao Mo was already satisfied.

Jiang Qingyi is already doing well enough to cultivate; what more could she want?

Before I knew it, several days had passed in the real world.

Xiao Mo was obsessed with cultivating immortality every day, neglecting state affairs and acting as if he had nothing to do with them. He did not listen to the advice of his ministers.

Anyway, besides eating, Xiao Mo spent his time teaching disciples at the Hundred Generations Academy.

In the blink of an eye, ten months have passed in the book of a hundred lifetimes.

In the past year, Jiang Qingyi has grown taller very quickly.

Jiang Qingyi is only fifteen years old, but she is already almost 1.6 meters tall.

But yes.

This is the time when girls are developing and growing.

Moreover, after arriving at the Longquan Sword Sect, Jiang Qingyi had no worries about food and clothing. She could eat her fill every day, and there was meat in every meal. As her nutrition gradually improved, she naturally grew faster.

At this moment, Jiang Qingyi blossomed like a willow branch.

It evokes a feeling of "a girl next door has grown up."

She looks like a grown woman now.

Ten more days passed.

That morning, as Jiang Qingyi sheathed her sword, the aura emanating from her body rose to another level.

"good."

Xiao Mo praised the girl.

His own disciple has already reached the seventh level of Qi Refining.

Hearing her master's voice, Jiang Qingyi turned around and ran over happily: "Master, you're up!"

"The sun's already high in the sky, and I'm still not up?" Xiao Mo chuckled and gently patted Jiang Qingyi's head. "Qingyi, your cultivation speed is getting faster and faster. It seems your efforts haven't been in vain."

"It's all thanks to my master's excellent teaching."

"It's the result of your hard work... cough cough cough cough..." Xiao Mo coughed violently.

"Master, are you alright?" Jiang Qingyi looked at her master with concern.

"It's nothing." Xiao Mo waved his hand. "I just had a mishap while practicing recently and injured my body a little. I'll be fine after a period of recuperation."

"Really?" Jiang Qingyi asked worriedly.

This was the first time I had ever seen my master sick.

"Of course it's true." Xiao Mo changed the subject. "There are less than three months left until the New Blood Tournament. Are you ready?"

"Master, I am ready and will certainly not let you down!" Jiang Qingyi said earnestly.

"Just do your best and leave no regrets."

As he spoke, Xiao Mo took out a sword box from his storage bag and handed it to Jiang Qingyi.

"Master, what is this?" Jiang Qingyi asked curiously.

"This is a gift for you, open it and take a look."

Jiang Qingyi opened the box.

Inside lay a long sword.

"What a beautiful sword!"

Jiang Qingyi exclaimed in surprise.

The longsword was carved from ice and frost, its blade translucent and adorned with lotus flower patterns.

"This sword is called Xuan Shuang. It's a fourth-grade magic weapon, not particularly precious, but it's quite beautiful and suits you well. What do you think? Do you like it?"

"Yes! I like it!" Jiang Qingyi nodded vigorously. "Thank you, Master. Qingyi will definitely take good care of this sword!"

Xiao Mo smiled and said, "This is just a fourth-grade magic weapon. It's just a bit pretty. You'll throw it away when your cultivation level is higher."

"No, Master!" Qingyi hugged the sword box tightly and shook her head vigorously. "Qingyi will definitely keep it safe and will never lose it in her entire life!"

……

Ten Thousand Swords Sect.

As the number one sword sect in the world.

The disciples who are able to enter the Ten Thousand Swords Sect all have high cultivation talent.

Even an outer disciple of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would be considered an inner disciple in other sects.

Today is the grand ceremony for all the newly admitted disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect—the New Blood Martial Arts Tournament!

The new blood martial arts competition originated from a long-vanished sect—the Longquan Sword Sect.

The rules of the new blood competition of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect are no different from those of the previous Longquan Sword Sect; both adopt the form of a lottery.

The top three finishers in the new blood competition will receive generous rewards, including but not limited to martial arts techniques and magical artifacts.

Even the top player in each new blood competition would receive a magical artifact as a gift from the sect leader.

For example, this time, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect offered a first-grade magic weapon as a prize!

This filled each disciple with motivation.

Early this morning, all the disciples participating in the New Blood Martial Arts Tournament, as well as the various elders and peak masters, gathered on a small plain.

On the first day of each new blood competition, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect would appear and announce the start of the competition.

Therefore, every young disciple eagerly awaited the arrival of the sect leader.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is truly legendary.

To all sword cultivators in the world, the sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is a god-like figure.

The sect leader of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect is usually elusive, rarely seen even by the sect's higher-ups.

Therefore, for many people, this is one of the few opportunities in their lives to meet the sect leader.

It was just past Chen Shi (7-9 AM).

A sword shadow swept across the sky and landed straight at the very front of the plain.

The woman stood on the high platform, her long dress fluttering in the breeze.

At the woman's waist hung a white, translucent longsword, as if forged from black ice.

"Is the sword that the sect leader is carrying the immortal sword Baixia from our Ten Thousand Swords Sect?" On the plain, a female disciple asked her friend beside her.

"No, the sect leader rarely uses the White Glow Sword. This sword is called the Frost Sword, and it's just a fourth-grade magic weapon," his friend explained.

"A fourth-grade magic weapon?" The female disciple was taken aback. "Is there anything special about this fourth-grade magic weapon? How can a fourth-grade magic weapon be worthy of the sect leader's status?"

"Then I don't know."

His friend also shook his head.

"Perhaps this fourth-grade magic weapon holds some special significance for the sect leader."

Chapter 6 Master, we really can't bet anymore!

"Come on, come on, the new blood tournament has started!"

"Elder Chen Hai's newly accepted eldest disciple, Zhuge Long, reached the third level of Qi Refining after only one month of cultivation. Now, a year later, he has already reached the half-step Foundation Establishment Realm."

"Zuo Fenghua, the personal disciple of the peak master of Ni Chang Peak, has mastered the Ni Chang Sword Technique to a superb level, reaching the ninth level of Qi Refining, making him an absolute favorite to win the championship!"

"Xiao Yan, the personal disciple of the Cloud Sea Hall Master, obtained the ancient 'Strange Fire' sword technique during his training trip. Each time he absorbs a different kind of strange fire, his strength will increase by a level. He has been cultivating for half a year and has reached the seventh level of Qi Refining, but he definitely has the strength to kill enemies beyond his level!"

"Nan Wen, the son of the Cloud Dragon Peak Master, possesses unparalleled mastery of the Thunderfire Sword Technique."

Longquan Town, the center of the Longquan Sword Sect.

As the new blood competition approaches, various gambling dens have begun to hawk their wares, attracting disciples of the Longquan Sword Sect to place bets.

When you place a bet, these gambling dens will also sell you information about some players, making you more confident when betting, and even making you feel like you are the bookmaker.

Little did you know that the information you possessed was also known to others.

You think you're a trader, but you're just a sucker.

On this day, Xiao Mo walked into the largest casino of the Longquan Sword Sect.

There is a special area inside the casino dedicated to this new blood competition.

Some contestants' names were written on signs and hung on the wall, with the odds listed below. The odds were updated every hour, allowing disciples of the Longquan Sword Sect to place bets at any time.

Xiao Mo searched and searched, but still couldn't find the name he wanted.

"Fellow Daoist, why isn't the name I'm looking for here?" Xiao Mo asked a staff member next to him.

"Oh, fellow Daoist, you must be a cultivator who hasn't been practicing for very long, right? The name you're looking for isn't on the wall, which means the person you're looking for isn't a favorite to win," said the steward named Xu Xin. "Which name are you looking for, fellow Daoist? I can look through it for you."

“Lingqian Peak—Jiang Qingyi,” Xiao Mo said slowly.

“Jiang Qingyi from Lingqian Peak, let me look for her.” Xu Xin took out a box and probed inside with his divine sense.

"found it."

Xu Xin took a sign out of the box.

"Jiang Qingyi of Lingqian Peak, Qi Refining Level 7. At first, she couldn't get started for a long time, but later she must have had some kind of opportunity. In this year, she entered Qi Refining Level 7. Her strength is not bad. She has a chance to enter the top 50. But as for winning the championship, she is still far from it."

"What are the odds?" Xiao Mo asked calmly.

"As for the odds, the odds for making the top 50 are 1 to 2, the top 32 are 1 to 3, the top 16 are 1 to 10, and the top 8..."

"Just tell me the odds of winning the championship," Xiao Mo interrupted.

"Haha, fellow Daoist, no one has bet on Jiang Qingyi to win the championship."

Let me tell you about the rules of our gambling den.

Our pools come in several types.

One type of betting pool is called the "Champion Pool," where you only bet on the champion.

Moreover, bets can only be placed before the new blood tournament begins.

If you bet on Jiang Qingyi to win, and you are the only one betting on her, our casino will deduct one point as a fee, and all the spirit stones in the prize pool will be yours.

But fellow Daoist, you should also know that our pool is very large. If you want to bet on such an unpopular player, you will need to place at least fifty high-grade spirit stones.

This is a lot of money.

I know you want to support your friend, but friends are friends and money is money. Nobody wants to go against money.

"Fellow Daoist, don't you agree?"

Xiao Mo glanced at the steward indifferently, and without wasting any words with him, directly tossed out a bag of high-grade spirit stones: "Fifty high-grade spirit stones in total, all bet on Jiang Qingyi to win the championship."

When Xiao Mo returned to Lingqian Peak, it was already noon, and the aroma of food wafted from the courtyard.

As Xiao Mo walked into the courtyard, Jiang Qingyi came out of the kitchen carrying food.

Since Jiang Qingyi arrived at Lingqian Peak, she has been cleaning Xiao Mo's courtyard and room, and she also cooks all three meals a day.

At first, Jiang Qingyi's cooking was indeed not very good.

But she learned very quickly, and gradually, Jiang Qingyi's cooking skills improved.

Nearly a year has passed, and Jiang Qingyi's culinary skills are now comparable to those of some chefs in restaurants in Longquan Town.

"Master, you're back! The food is ready, please sit down and eat." Jiang Qingyi's eyes lit up when she saw her master return.

"Okay." Xiao Mo nodded and sat down on the stone bench.