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"If you don't mind, please let me join the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion and focus on cultivating. I will definitely integrate the essence of our sect and bring it to great heights!" Seeing that there was a chance of success, Xuanyuan Zhi immediately expressed his determination and courage in wanting to join the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. Everyone looked at each other, before their gazes finally stopped at the jade-like woman.

"If you want to become a disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, you can't just talk about it." I know that your talent and poise are extraordinary, but if you want to say something nice, anyone will be able to say it. With that, the girl pulled out a long sword from her back. With a cold glint at the tip of the sword, she said, "If you have the heart, take three of my Floating Light Sword. If you accept, it won't be too late to accept you as your disciple."

The girl's sword, 'Floating Light', was abnormally sharp. Xuanyuan Jii looked at her, then looked at his sister. At this moment, Xuanyuan Hong was also extremely nervous and she did not even dare to make a sound.

"So, are you afraid?" the woman asked. He looked at her with a strange gaze. It couldn't be a person with a mind that looked good but didn't actually have anything.

"Yes, I am." Xuan Yuan continued, "It's just that I'm not afraid of physical disability, and I'm not afraid of death. She was afraid that if something went wrong, Hong'er would have no one to take care of her. However, if Miss is very confident in her own sword techniques, or is willing to accept Hong'er as her disciple, I will definitely accompany you. "

"Very good!" Before the woman had finished speaking, three streaks of cold light swept past Xuanyuan Zhi's head, but only two strands of hair were left. With the last blow, the blade of the sword was firmly gripped in Xuanyuan Zhi's hand! Her long black hair was very obvious in her slender white hands.

"The purpose of this induction ceremony is only to cut off disciples' sins, disasters, and regrets. Taking a blow from me would only ruin the ceremony. However, it also means that you already have a certain level of strength. " That faint voice had a bit of a broad feeling to it, as if it was filled with a very loud and clear feeling …

The woman slowly put the floating light back into the sword sheath. "If young miss had used inner force, I would not have had the chance to receive it. Moreover, this took a lot of my energy. As for the theory of annihilating disaster … as long as one is an Immortal to the Dao, there's nothing to worry about. "

"Sure, you're quite interesting." The woman reached out her hand and briefly introduced herself, "Wanyu." Just looking at her actions, she seemed to be a straightforward person. A woman like this could be said to be clear-cut. It was easy for people to like this kind of person.

Xuanyuan Zhi also extended his hand out, his words garnering the opposition of his followers, "Impudent! This was the daughter of the dignified pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion! How dare you be so rash! " Xuanyuan Jiujiu shook hands with Wan Yu, but unexpectedly, the gentleness and gentleness of a woman was vividly displayed in the palm of her hand.

When everyone returned to the inn, Wan Yu gave Xuanyuan Sui another room, but allowed Xuanyuan Hong to stay in his own room. Xuan Yuan thought about it again and felt that it was indeed safer to come like this. After a few days of hard work, he could finally relax and fall into a deep slumber.

On the second day, when the genius lit up slightly, Xuanyuan Jiuchen was pushed awake and together with the others, they began their journey back to the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. On the way here, Xuanyuan Jiusheng learned the other party's main purpose: Wan Yu had recently entered a bottleneck, so he went out to relax and buy some materials for his cultivation. It could really be described as a coincidence. If he hadn't been tricked, then Xuanyuan Sui wouldn't have gotten lost, and perhaps he wouldn't have met Wan Yu.

Wan Yu also introduced them to the various common knowledge of cultivation. Cultivating levels included Qi Cultivation, Foundation Establishment, Jindan Stage, Nascent Soul Stage, Enlightenment Stage, Soul Division, Body Fusion, tribulation Stage, and Large Success Stage. If one was able to master these nine stages, then they would have to wholeheartedly study them after that. Only after experiencing nine levels of tribulation would one be able to become a Great Honored Warrior. As for Qi Cultivating Stage 12, the rest were divided into three stages. Each stage depended on one's own talent. Usually, it would take half a year for a Qi Cultivating Stage cultivator to reach this stage. Before that, each stage required two years, and after that, each stage required at least ten years.

In addition, it was not a unique cultivation method that one could learn after joining the Myriad Sword Pavilion. Only after passing the examination could one become an official disciple. Listening up to here, Xuanyuan Po secretly made up his mind. He must work hard and strive for success in cultivation.

However, no one, including Wan Yu, knew what an artifact was. Xuanyuan Jiyi sighed, thinking that this was something that could only be obtained by destiny. Presumably, ordinary people wouldn't even be able to ask for it, even knowing about it would become a problem. Perhaps only the pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion would know of these secrets.

The horses of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion were also different from ordinary horses. They seemed to never get tired. Spirit energy freely roamed around their entire bodies – the carriage was rushing very fast. In just a day and a half, they arrived at the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion which was about one thousand kilometers away. The disciples of the sect all went out to receive him. When they saw him, they naturally treated him as a fellow disciple.

Among these disciples, the person who was leading the way was a person called Wan Shu. This person had a skinny face, small but narrow eyes, and when he smiled, his eyes were squinted. Upon seeing Wan Yu, he immediately came forward to greet her. Wan Yu didn't seem to be interested in this person. Wan Shuang could only look at the newly arrived Xuanyuan Jiu and Xuanyuan Hong.

Perhaps one of them was handsome, while the other was lively and adorable. The two of them were very popular and were brought to visit every corner of the Ten Thousand Swords Pavilion. Among them, there was a place called 'Book Collection Vault' that caught Xuanyuan Sheng's attention the most — it was grand and majestic. Its surroundings were suffused with spiritual energy and the aura of an ocean assaulted them. There seemed to be countless treasures hidden within, making people yearn for them. This might be a good place to look for a tool.

Before long, everyone had held a welcoming ceremony for the Xuan Yuan siblings. Because Xuanyuan Hong did not have any spiritual roots, she could not freely learn cultivation methods like the ordinary disciples. In addition, she was cute, pure, and likeable, being chosen by Wan Yu as her personal little girl. As his elder brother, Xuanyuan Lie naturally enjoyed this blessing as well. Who would have thought that all of these would be seen by a single person?

This person was Wan Shu, and he liked Wan Yu, the daughter of the pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. He also coveted the pavilion master's position and was wholeheartedly trying to please the pavilion master and Wan Yu. Who would have thought that Wan Yu was not interested in him at all? Everything he did was a waste of time. On top of that, when Wan Shuai saw the way Wan Yu was treating Xuanyuan Jianji, he felt even more resentful, thinking that there was some sort of secret between Wan Yu and Xuanyuan Jianji. He made up his mind. If he found out one day, he would definitely expel Xuan Yuan from his sect and coerce Wan Yu to become his.

"Bear with it. We still need time." He advised himself that he must calm down.

On the other side, Xuan Yuan had already been engaged in a heated battle with his followers, pestering them to accompany him in his cultivation technique practice. The leader's follower was called Wan Deng. Seeing that he was truly sincere, he put his heart into instructing Xuanyuan Zhi, hoping that he would become a talent.

In addition, every day after that, in addition to practicing with his fellow Senior Brothers and Sisters, he also diligently went to the Scripture Pavilion to study and read, hoping to learn what a certain item was. However, after practicing for a few days, he was still unable to find anything. The pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion roamed the area again, but he couldn't find a single trace. Although Xuan Yuan was progressing at a rapid pace, he was still worried about his sister.

Every year, the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion would conduct an examination. Only those who passed the examination would be qualified to become a true disciple of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. Through studying and understanding, Xuanyuan sui learned that the content of every year's examination was different. Every examination varied from person to person, even to the point where each person was different. Sometimes, it was very difficult, such as going to the snowy mountains in the north to pick emerald flowers; sometimes, it was very simple, such as memorizing a scripture and gaining the qualifications. These all depended on one's personal qualities, learning status, and so on.

Xuan Yuan had made preparations for the assessment, but he had left out an important factor: Every year's examination questions would be decided by a few of the seniors from the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion. As long as the exam questions did not violate the basic principles, he could do whatever he wanted with the questions. Wanshu had already bribed the remaining few Senior Brothers, and was waiting for the moment Xuanyuan Jiuchen took the exam to thoroughly suppress him! However, the current Xuanyuan Jiujiao was unaware of this.

Every day he would go through the scriptures day after day. Although he had not been able to find out what kind of item it was, he was unexpectedly able to grasp a lot of knowledge. With the guidance of the Immortal Cultivation Secret Manual and his tireless efforts in practicing it, Xuanyuan Jianji had long since reached Qi Disciple level 10, far surpassing the strength of a normal disciple. However, he understood the principle of not revealing his wealth. Normally, he would only reveal his strength as a Qi Disciple level 5. This false image made all the others secretly rejoice.

On this day, Xuan Yuan was studying in the Scripture Pavilion. Suddenly, he felt a change in the atmosphere outside the Scripture Pavilion. When he stepped out of the door, everyone had become respectful and solemn. Even Wan Shu, who usually had a gloomy face, had a focused expression on his face. Xuanyuan Jiyi asked a senior brother beside him what had happened. The Senior Martial Brother whispered to him, "The pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion has returned today. I believe you have never seen him before, so you should take this opportunity to pay your respects to him. When Xuanyuan Jiu heard this, he was overjoyed. Perhaps the answer that he had been hiding in his heart for a long time could be answered!

Xuan Yuan was elated, but he did not notice the danger that was coming from his side. This man called Wan Shu had already set his eyes on him as if he was following his shadow. He must pay attention to his own comfort.

At this moment, Xuan Yuan did not know that he was in danger, he had been thinking that as long as he met the pavilion master of the Ten Thousand Sword Pavilion, there might still be hope for his little sister, because Xuan Yuan felt that he was the only one who knew what kind of "item" was inside the pavilion.

Walking out of the Scripture Pavilion, he slowly walked down the desolate street. Because the disciples knew that the pavilion master liked to live in a place with no people, so only this road was feasible in the city. With his cultivation at the tenth level of the Qi Refining stage, he was considered one of the most outstanding disciples and could be considered a top expert so there was nothing to be afraid of.

"Let's hurry up and leave. If we miss this chance, I'm afraid my sister won't have any more hope." The words echoed in his heart. Because he had lost both of his parents since he was a child, only he and his sister were close. If one day he lived in this world and his sister died of old age, then he wouldn't have the face to go to his parents in the underworld.