"I didn't expect you could become an inner disciple." Luo Li's face was expressionless, his eyes indifferent.

  Zuo Mo took a glance at the valley and felt slightly relieved. Luo Li had only broken the seal at the entrance of the valley, but hadn't gone in; he was clearly well-prepared. Although Luo Li was deeply favored by the various Shifu uncles, he didn't dare to act rashly. If the spiritual grasses and medicines inside the valley suffered any damage, the seniors of the sect would definitely not let him off easy.

  He wouldn't dare use underhanded tactics on himself, Zuo Mo was very clear about that. As the Young Master of the Spirit Plantation, he was destined to be protected by the sect. The only methods they could use were open and aboveboard ones.

  Looking at the ravaged land and the destroyed restrictions, Zuo Mo knew that the other party was just venting their anger, but he couldn't help feeling a surge of fury in his heart. The other party had definitely come because of what happened to Shifu Hua, but Zuo Mo wasn't afraid at all - he had been in the right from the start, and even if things escalated to the point where the sect leader got involved, no one would be able to say that he was in the wrong.

  Zuo Mo suppressed the anger in his heart and said with a hint of sarcasm, "Elder brother's sword is indeed sharp, it's just a pity for these flowers and grasses."

  Luo indifferently gazed at Zuo Mo, his eyes filled with disdain and contempt: "Whether my sword is sharp or not, you will find out soon enough. You dare to move against my woman, your guts are quite big."

  "Oh." Zu Mo responded languidly, lowering his head to look at his own right hand, saying nonchalantly: "What's the big deal if it moved?"

  If it weren't for the Hao Min incident, these two would definitely be people he'd try to curry favor with. But as things have developed and evolved to this point, they're like fire and water, and there's no possibility of peace between them anymore. Zuo Mo's ferocity has also risen to the surface - rather than being oppressed, it's better to rise up and resist, even if he ends up in a pitiful state himself, he can't let the other side get away with it. If he didn't have some bloodthirstiness, given his status as an outer sect disciple, who knows what kind of oppression he'd suffer later on?

  Luoli's pupils suddenly contracted, and his expression finally changed on his face that had been calm all along: "Three months later, the door exam, I'll be waiting for you."

  "You're saying wait for me and I'll wait?" Zuo Mo sneered, clicking his tongue in admiration: "Elder brother's face is really thick!"

  Luodi's face was ferocious, his gaze at Zuomo was about to spew fire. He suppressed himself and snarled: "Hmph, let's see if your mouth is still so hard later!" After that, he flew away.

  "What's the matter?" Zuo Mo snorted disdainfully and turned to walk into the valley. Everything in the valley was calm and peaceful, Luo Li hadn't come at all. Although Luo Li was arrogant, he wasn't stupid, his grasp of the situation was just right. He had destroyed the seal of the West Wind Valley, but didn't touch the spiritual grass inside, so the seniors of the sect would turn a blind eye.

  Prohibiting same-door fighting, every sect has such a rule. However, same-door fighting occurs repeatedly in each sect, with many reasons, but the tolerance and acquiescence of senior members within the sect are undoubtedly one of the important reasons. The sect is most afraid of having no competitive atmosphere, occasional small frictions, in the eyes of seniors, benefits outweighing disadvantages, to a certain extent, will take an acquiescent attitude.

  However, Zuo Mo felt that these things had nothing to do with him. He didn't believe Luo Li would dare to charge into Xi Feng Valley, his Xi Feng Valley was now one of the most important areas of their sect, even more important than Leng Wu Valley.

  Just like in peacetime, he continued to be busy refining elixirs until Li Yingfeng Shizi arrived.

  "What?" Zuo Mo exclaimed: "What kind of stupid rule is this?"

  Li Yingfeng explained: "It's indeed the case. It's said that the school did this to prevent internal conflicts among disciples, so they made the school assessment a way to resolve it. He can challenge you at that time, and you must accept the challenge. If you don't, you have to give him 50 contribution points."

  "But I'm a Lingzhi husband! As a Lingzhi husband, am I supposed to carry the flying sword and go fight with him?" Zuo Mo said indignantly.

  "You can also ask someone else." Li Yingfeng also had a helpless expression: "This doesn't count as cheating. For cultivators like you who produce things, you can use refined pills or planted items to invite others. However, you can only invite other fellow disciples from your own sect and cannot invite cultivators from other sects."

  "What about the other seniors of our sect? Wei Sheng senior hasn't come out yet. Who else can I ask?" Zuo Mo felt like he was going crazy. The only one in their sect who could defeat Luo Li was Wei Sheng, but Wei Sheng was in the Sword Cave and wouldn't be able to come out for a while.

  "The rules are like this." Li Yingfeng suggested: "You can also go buy some powerful magic weapons."

  Zuo Mo felt himself almost fainting, buying a treasure? He was so poor he was about to drop dead, and yet he bought a treasure! Zuo Mo only now understood the meaning of Luo Li's words before she left that day. His mood suddenly became extremely terrible.

  Damn it! Trouble is big!

  Outside the valley, facing Luo Li, he was so calm and fearless because he was certain that Luo Li did not dare to do anything to him. After learning about this rule inside the gate, he was stunned. What swordsmanship, scaring others is okay, but against Luo Li who has cultivated the "Empty Sword Manual", someone who hasn't even learned a single sword manual, how would they die without knowing?

  The sect's elders would not let Luo Li really hurt him, but a public humiliation was inevitable. Fifty contributions from the sects were a huge sum of money, and he couldn't afford to pay it even if he sold himself. Thinking of this, Zuo Mo's gloominess increased.

  Li Yingfeng looked at Zuo Mo sympathetically. She also couldn't help but feel helpless, and could only take the large power pill that Zuo Mo had prepared and bid farewell to leave.

  News about Luo Li sending a challenge letter to Zuo Mo has spread far and wide, everyone in the sect knows. Hao Min has been seeing Zuo Mo with an arrogant expression these days, making Zuo Mo so angry that he wants to give her another slap. Other people's gazes towards Zuo Mo are also quite strange, among them are some who are gloating, it can be seen that no one thinks highly of Zuo Mo in this battle.

  "I heard Luo Li Shixiong has issued a challenge to you?" Shi Fengrong asked Zuo Mo with interest.

  Even Master Lian knows...

  Zuo Mo could only reply: "Yes."

  "Hmm. I won't interfere with your relationship with Hao Min, but as for the assessment in our sect, no matter what method you use, you can't lose. If you do... humph..."

  The last two cold hums implied that Zuo Mo's already withered heart became even more withered, like a flower petal drying up and falling to the ground.

  "Disciple is just a spirit plant husband..." Zuo Mo couldn't help but remind his master.

  "What's wrong with Ling Zhi Fu?" Shi Feng Rong raised her voice, her eyes turned upside down: "As long as it's my disciple, you can't lose!"

  "But..."

  "I don't care what method you use." Shī Fèng Róng impatiently interrupted Zuǒ Mò.

  Zuo Mo's heart skipped a beat, and he said, "Since Master has so much confidence in his disciple, the disciple will not fall behind. The disciple has no other requests, only to be able to choose one sword manual from the library." Since Master wanted him to not lose, it would be foolish for him to not seek some help. He thought of that "Lishui Sword Manual" in the library.

  "It's too late for you to practice sword now." Shi Feng Rong furrowed her brow.

  "The disciple has only this request." Zuo Mo looked at the door and was slightly delighted, hastily saying.

  "In that case, I can promise you." She glanced at Zuo Mo and said sternly: "But if you lose, I won't go easy on you."

  "Yes." Zu Mo replied firmly.

  "Take this token and go to the library yourself to choose a sword manual." said Shi Fengrong with an icy expression.

  Three months later, Zuo Mo could now only be grateful that the door's assessment was three months away, and he still had a thread of hope!

  He quickly chose "Li Shui Jian Jue" and rushed straight to the Xifeng courtyard.

  Luo Li's calculations were clear, everyone inside and outside the door thought he had no chance of winning. But Zuo Mo didn't want to admit defeat like this, thinking of Luo Li and Hao Min's faces, his chest was filled with anger. Moreover, this would directly decide his future status in the sect, not to mention Master's warning still echoed in his ears.

  Isn't it just Sword Intent?

  Is there anything simpler than sword techniques? Won't it be mastered after being chopped a few thousand times?

  Zuo Mo thought wickedly.

  Relying on conventional methods would leave no chance of winning, so he placed all his bets on the Pú Yāo. However, placing them on the Pú Yāo meant countless crystal stones.

  "Want me to help? Alright, as long as you can afford the crystal, everything's negotiable." The Pú Yāo said with great enthusiasm: "If your price is high enough, hmm, I can directly go and take care of Luo Li for you, guaranteed no one will know a thing."

  As expected...

  Pu You unexpectedly started blackmailing people without anyone's knowledge.

  "What? Higher price than before? That's natural, it's called a rising market!" The potted demon's face smiled with an inexplicable charm: "You'd better think carefully, the price will be even higher tomorrow."

  Zuo Mo found Li Yingfeng.

  "Sister Shī, how many crystal stones can you lend me?" Zuǒ's eyes were bloodshot and his throat was hoarse.

  Li Yingfeng didn't hesitate: "I'll lend you all three, third-class!"

  "Thank you, Sister!" Zuo Mo didn't waste any words, his heart was filled with gratitude. At critical moments, one could see whether a person was worth befriending or not.

  Lao Hei Tou and Guo Lu unhesitatingly lent almost all of their crystal stones to Zuo Mo, even Xu Qing secretly gave him fifty second-grade crystal stones. The entire sect knew that Zuo Mo was borrowing crystal stones, many people looked at him as a joke.

  "Have you borrowed it?"

  "Hah, I don't dare lend it to him."

  "No way! He just became an inner disciple and dares to offend Senior Sister Hao Min. Does he really think he's someone important?"

  "Hey, I remember Little Mo being quite steady and reliable, how could he do something so stupid?"

  "When petty people achieve their goals, they become arrogant and unruly!"

  ……

  Zuo Mo sold some mature spiritual herbs and materials from the Spiritual Fields, obtaining a third-grade crystal stone in return.

  After calculating, there were approximately six third-grade crystal stones on Zuo Mo's hands.

  This was a huge sum, and Zuo Mo had never thought of such a huge sum. Not long ago, his annual income was only twenty or thirty second-grade crystal stones, and the six third-grade crystal stones in front of him were emitting a tempting glow and strong spiritual power fluctuations.

  "This is all I can gather, it's all yours."

  Zuo Mo didn't throw all six Tricolor Glazed Stones at the Potted Plant Yao.

  The Pao demon smiled and laughed as she accepted the crystals, playing with one in her right hand, tossing it up lightly and catching it lightly, her expression intoxicated: "What a wonderful sound, indeed, crystals are the most reliable things in the world."

  "Teach me how to refine it!"

  Zuo Mo took out the jade slip of "Departing Water Sword Classic", his tone was extremely affirmative.

  His complexion was hard to conceal fatigue, and his zombie face was a bit dull, but those eyes seemed to jump with two flames, fierce and ferocious.

  I'm done!