Chapter 34: The Dignity of a Senior Sister

  Opening the black bag, a bright green pellet about the size of a peanut was inside, shining brightly.

  Cai Zhao Tian said, "After you become true disciples, each of you will have your own courtyard. I am now giving you the keys to your courtyards. From now on, you will have a home in Biyun Sword Pavilion." With a wave of his sleeve, a string of keys attached to wooden plaques entered the hands of the four people.

  The key is made of pure gold, and the wooden plaque is also made of red wood. A true disciple of the orthodox school, indeed blessed with good fortune. On the wooden plaque, an address is engraved.

  "This is a fairy robe from the Fairy Sword Pavilion, which is much more useful than ordinary clothes. It can help increase your ability to comprehend the mysteries of the immortals and has excellent defensive effects. In the future, if there are any activities, try to wear it. Of course, if you have an even better fairy robe, I won't force you to wear this one."

  Cai Zhao Tian waved his hands, and the four new disciples suddenly had an extra set of immortal robes in their hands, which were the special immortal robes of the Xianjian Pavilion, symbolizing the identity of the true disciples of the Xianjian Pavilion.

  Cai Zhao Tian said: "Alright, the four new true transmission disciples, your blessings have been distributed. From now on, cultivate diligently and make contributions to the sect. Better blessings will come later. Tomorrow morning, at sunrise, arrive here on time for meditation. If there are any changes, you will be notified separately. The master is leaving now." After finishing speaking, his body flashed with white light and disappeared.

  Even Zhenchuan disciple leader Tang Lingyan couldn't see any trace of Cai Zhao Tian's disappearance.

  "Tang Lingyan stood up and said to the true transmission disciples: 'Everyone, Master has left. Today's cultivation will stop here. You all go back to your own cultivation!'"

  The true disciples of Zhen Chuan rose one after another, several putting their swords on the ground and mounting them to fly into the clouds. Several gathered together, discussing what they had just heard, while a few female true disciples came to Huang Juan and Shu Baixue's side, talking about some girls' matters.

  Those true disciples who flew with their swords mostly had storage spirit devices, and a few did not have storage spirit devices, carrying flying swords on their backs, putting down the flying swords, and then flying again. The flying sword forms of these true disciples were different, with different functions, but all had the ability to fly in the air.

  Tang Lingyan's hand flashed with a red light, and the Scarlet Judgment appeared, floating in mid-air, falling to her ankle, just about to step onto the Imperial Sword and leave.

  "Sister, I didn't expect to meet you here." Zhang Feiyang stood not far away, walking towards Tang Lingyan with a smile. He had great admiration for this powerful senior sister, and amidst his admiration was also curiosity - he couldn't understand why Tang Lingyan would have such good fortune at such a young age; did she also possess a divine artifact like the "Heavenly Cauldron"?

  Tang Lingyan let out a soft "huh" and looked slightly surprised, saying: "So it's you, this inner sect disciple... no, wait, from now on I'll have to get used to calling you a true transmission disciple!"

  "Actually, Master can have today, thanks to Master Sister. Master Sister that day let Master Brother find the hundred-year-old dragon tree, helped Master Brother a lot. Master can come to Xianjia Fudi, become a true disciple, with a great credit of Master Sister."

  Tang Lingyan said inexplicably: "Did I help you a lot?"

  Zhang Feiyang said: "Yes, the hundred-year-old dragon tree is very important to Shidi."

  Tang Lingyan smiled and said, "Really? It seems that I unintentionally helped you out. Originally, I didn't plan to help you, but that day I saw that you were a bit pitiful so I lent you a hand. However, speaking of it, it's not like it was a big favor. If I hadn't pointed the way for you, you would have been able to find the Hundred Year Dragon Tree anyway!"

  Zhang Feiyang said, "For Shifu, finding a hundred-year-old dragon tree was easy, because Shifu could fly with her sword. But for me at that time, an inner disciple, I didn't know how to fly with my sword. To find that hundred-year-old dragon tree, I searched through several mountains, exhausting myself until my legs couldn't walk anymore. Luckily, I got Shifu's guidance and avoided a lot of detours, finally finding the hundred-year-old dragon tree."

  Tang Lingyan said, "That's right, for inner disciples, finding the Stepping Mountain is quite difficult. However, you are now a true disciple, so practice your sword flying skills well and finding that hundred-year-old dragon tree will be easy as pie. Alright, let's stop here for today, see you tomorrow."

  "Senior sister," Zhang Fei Yang said, "I just reported my own age, but looking at your skin as tender as a baby's, I don't know how old you are?"

  Tang Lingyan's mouth curved into a smile, and she stretched out a slender finger like jade, shaking it gently three times without responding. Her fair hand touched the "Crimson Judgment", stabilizing the flying sword, then floated onto it, merging with the flying sword to become a waterfall of red light, piercing through the clouds and disappearing from sight.

  "Wow, Tang Shifu's flying sword is so fast! It's even faster than those few true transmission disciples. Except for the red light, you can't even see a shadow!" Zhang Feiyang looked at that cloud and suddenly felt like he couldn't catch up no matter how hard he tried.

  Suddenly a commotion broke out, in front of the Yu Jian Hall, five true disciples were arguing about something, and Sun Hongyue was among them.

  Sun Hongyue glared at a laughing authentic disciple, shouting: "Senior brother, how can you do this? I'm a new authentic disciple, how can you treat me like this? Return it to me quickly!"

  That true disciple held a small black bag in his hand, which was the black bag containing "Ding Hua Dan". He laughed and said: "I'll give it back to you, come and get it if you have the ability!" As he spoke, he jumped onto a wide flying sword and floated in mid-air. The wide flying sword was not sent by Cai Zhao Tian Shifu, but must be his own.

  Sun Hongyue reached out to grab, and the true transmission disciple flew a little higher. Unable to touch it, Sun Hongyue jumped up to snatch it, and the true transmission disciple flew even higher. Then, with a flick of his flying sword, he almost stabbed Sun Hongyue's body, but the sword energy had already been released, knocking Sun Hongyue to the ground. The true transmission disciple immediately laughed even more triumphantly.

  Several true disciples beside him also burst out laughing and pointed at Sun Hongyue, cursing: "Donkey face!"

  Sun Hongyue got even angrier, plucked up the courage to stand up and said: "Don't be arrogant, do you know who I am? I'm a once-in-a-century genius cultivator, Luo Gong Shifu personally taught me 'Jade Purification Technique', in the future, I will definitely become powerful, you can't treat me like this, quickly return my 'Condensed Jade Pill'!"

  The true disciple of the royal sword almost burst out laughing and said, "Didn't Luo Gong Master tell you that the heavy responsibility of Guangda Xianjian Pavilion is handed over to you?"

  "Sun Hongyue was surprised: 'How did you know?'"

  The true disciple of the sword said: "They say the same thing about us!"

  Sun Hongyue was stunned, and suddenly realized that Master Luo Gong had deceived them. Sun Hongyue's eyes were fixed on the bag containing the Conghua Dan, unable to retrieve it, feeling extremely disappointed.

  The true disciple of the Sword Emperor opened the black bag, looked at the dan beads inside and said: "After reaching the Qingxian realm, every increase in spiritual power is extremely difficult. This spirit dan can give me a bit more spiritual power, it's simply great!"

  "Brother Han, eat it!"

  A true disciple of Zhen suddenly shouted.

  Han Shixiong chuckled and popped the "Ninghua Dan" into his mouth, swallowing it with a gulp. Instantly, his eyes shone brightly as he exclaimed, "Although I'm just a Silver Immortal, for some reason, after eating this Ninghua Dan, not only did it transform my immortal bones, but also increased my spiritual energy! It's actually increased my spiritual energy!"

  "Congratulations, Teacher Han!"

  A true disciple smiled.

  Sun Hongyue knelt on the ground, never expecting that he would be bullied on his first day at Zhenchuan Sword Pavilion after being so domineering in Neimengong, and even had his precious "Dinghuadan" snatched away by this Han Shixiong. How could he survive from now on?!

  Zhang Feiyang had been watching all along, originally thinking that Master Han was just teasing Sun Hongyue, but he didn't expect Master Han to actually swallow the Qinghua Dan. He couldn't bear to watch anymore and strode over, angrily saying: "What kind of master are you? Snatching a new junior brother's elixir, do you still have any face?"

  Han Shixiong looked at Zhang Feiyang in surprise, his sword floating to Zhang Feiyang's side, pointing and asking: "You're also a new true transmission disciple? Quickly hand over the Ninghua Dan! From now on, I'll be taking care of you."

  Zhang Fei laughed and said, "Come down and take it."

  "It's a show!" Han Shixiong was delighted, jumped off the flying sword, stretched out his hand to take it, but saw a golden hammer whizzing over, pointing straight at his own head.

  Han Shixiong's heart was shocked, and he hastily retreated two steps to dodge, but the Zhēn Yāo Chuí weighed a thousand catties, and the strong gust of wind blew onto Han Shixiong's face, making him feel that the Zhēn Yāo Chùi was not a simple spiritual artifact. Han Shixiong jumped back onto his flying sword and angrily shouted: "You little brat, you're playing tricks on me!"

  "What? Can only you fool others and not be fooled by others? Hehe, I'm fooling you!"

  Several distant true disciples laughed out loud. Huang Juan also saw the commotion, pushed through the crowd of women, ran over with big strides, chest heaving, drew out the Xuan Sword, shouted loudly, chopped in mid-air, blocked between the two people, glared at Master Han, and shouted: "Who dares to bully my ally? First get past me!"

  Huang Jia was startled by Huang Juan's aura, hummed and said: "You newcomers are very bold. But it's no wonder, you just arrived at Zhen Chuan Sword Pavilion, you don't know much. Now I'll tell you, my name is Han Yanan, ranked 31st on the 'Disciple List', among the thousands of peaks in Xianjian Pavilion and more than 2,000 true disciples, my strength ranking is 31st. If you provoke me, you won't have a good day."

  Huang Juan snorted and said: "What's so great about that? In a few days, I'll still be ranked first!"

  Han Shixiong looked at Huang Juan with pride, then looked at Zhang Feiyang, and smiled strangely: "My awesomeness, you will know later." After finishing, he laughed and flew away on his sword, followed by the four true disciples.

  Huang Juan said: "Zhang Feiyang, what's going on?"

  "Qiang Ling Dan's..." Zhang Fei Yang said briefly, causing Huang Juan to widen her eyes.

  Huang Juan exclaimed: "There is such trash in the True Transmission Sword Pavilion, ranking 31st and being so arrogant, it's simply not putting people in their eyes. In the future, when I become powerful, I will definitely beat him into a dog!"

  Zhang Feiyang looked at Huang Juan's cute expression and smiled: "Let's ignore him, Master gave us flying swords earlier, let's try them out!"

  Huang Juan inserted the Xuan Sword into her back, then threw the Flying Sword to the ground and said: "The Flying Sword is also a spiritual instrument, it needs to be blood-infused first, I've already done that earlier." Her flying sword floated up, Huang Juan stood on top of it, swaying back and forth, dancing with joy, bursting into laughter, feeling very playful, but still not proficient enough!

  Zhang Feiyang bit his finger and wiped it on the flying sword, instantly gaining a spiritual connection. The flying sword floated at his ankle, and he jumped onto it, as if jumping onto a wobbly wooden board, swaying back and forth. With his mind controlling the flying sword, it floated even higher, and suddenly he felt like he was surfing on ocean waves. The flying sword suddenly flipped over, and Zhang Feiyang lost his balance, tumbling down from mid-air.

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