Luo Li shook his head with a mixture of pride and regret: "This doesn't even count as the true No-Emptiness Sword Technique. Reorganizing the No-Emptiness Sword Technique, is it that easy?"

  Qin Chen quickly regained his composure and couldn't help but sigh, "It's already so powerful when it's incomplete, I wonder how strong the complete 'Empty Sky Sword Manual' will be?" He involuntarily looked up at the place where the lightning had disappeared earlier. The crack in the air and the lightning had all vanished without a trace, leaving no signs of their existence.

  "The abilities of our ancestors are unfathomable even by ghosts and gods." Even the arrogant Luo Li is deeply convinced and obedient to the founder of our sect.

  "Junior brother, don't belittle yourself. In just three months, you've achieved this much, and I didn't misjudge you." Qin Cheng's eyes showed a satisfied expression: "It's really exciting! I wonder how many chances Wei Sheng has of winning against junior brother?"

  Luó's hands involuntarily clenched into fists, and flames danced in his icy eyes: "A mere sword servant dares to climb over my head, unaware of life or death!"

  "Hehe, in a few more days, it's time for the mid-term assessment. Brother Qin, you'd better let Sister Lin vent her frustrations, I've noticed that her mood hasn't been great lately." Qin Cheng laughed and said: "Unfortunately, Wei Sheng won't make it to the mid-term assessment, otherwise, it would be even more exciting."

  Duo Zuo Mo, Luo Li had never put it in his heart. His goal was Wei Sheng. He said indifferently: "He will come out eventually."

  Qin Cheng left Luo Li Na with satisfaction and returned to his residence, where he saw many outer door disciples hurrying about. These outer door disciples stopped in their tracks when they saw Qin Cheng and hastily paid their respects: "Senior Brother!"

  "What's the hurry?" Qin Cheng asked.

  These outer sect disciples exchanged a glance, and after a moment, one of them spoke up: "Left Mo Shixiong was practicing his sword in the river and accidentally got washed away by the current. The Sect Master ordered us to search for him along the river."

  Qin Cheng heard this and suddenly lost his smile, waving his hand: "Well, you can go then."

  These outer disciples, like Meng Dajie, hastily left. They weren't foolish either; the internal strife between the two factions of inner disciples was something they didn't want to get entangled in.

  Qin Cheng walked leisurely, the more he thought about it, the more amused he became. Practicing sword in the river and being washed away by the water was such a ridiculous thing, he had never heard of it before. This was really comical! He didn't take it to heart and threw the matter to the back of his mind. In his opinion, farming was important, but in this era where sword cultivators reigned supreme, only those without ambition would go plant crops.

  The one who truly made him take it seriously is Wei Sheng! Only this person can pose a threat to his position!

  Before Wei Sheng appeared, his position was extremely stable and he had long regarded himself as the next master of the Wu Kong Sword Sect. But he never expected that halfway through, a suddenly appearing Wei Sheng would be so strong, directly threatening his position with ease.

  He was calm and composed, knowing that someone else was more concerned about Wei's rise than he was - Luo Li. How could a proud person like Luo Li tolerate the fact that someone who was once his sword servant had suddenly risen above him? This was even more unbearable than killing him!

  Qin Cheng's face floated up with a cold smile, he wasn't the only one. These inner disciples who crawled up from the outer gate directly affected the interests of the original inner disciples, and those with opinions weren't just him alone.

  Even if you're in charge, you still need to consider their opinions.

  Zuo Mo walked along the main road, his upper body bare and only a strip of cloth remaining on his lower half, with bare legs and feet. Occasionally, passersby would see him and have an expression of oddity. However, looking at the ice crystal sword in his hand, no one dared to mock him.

  Zuo Mo didn't know where this place was, and only found out after asking someone that it was about five hundred miles away from the Eastern Floating Land. Zuo Mo couldn't help but bitterly smile to himself - he hadn't expected to be washed away by the river for five hundred miles. Fortunately, five hundred miles wasn't considered far for him now that his cultivation had greatly increased and his speed of movement had been greatly enhanced.

  He made up his mind that once he reached the fifth level of foundation building, he would go learn a flying technique so that in the future, when encountering such situations, he wouldn't have to rely on just two legs.

  But he wasn't worried, he had asked a few people and they all said that as long as he followed this road and kept walking forward, he would be able to reach Dongfu. Once in Dongfu, Wu Kong Mountain wouldn't be far away.

  As he walked, he pondered the gains of these days in his mind, and didn't feel tired at all. Having just broken through, there were many places that weren't yet clear and distinct, and many things that needed to be re-adapted to. Although traveling alone, Luo Mo didn't find it dull.

  "Excuse me, brother, what place is up ahead?"

  Zuo Mo's thoughts were interrupted by a strange voice, and he raised his head with some displeasure.

  He raised his head and was stunned for a moment.

  Damn it, why are there so many men in this world who are more handsome than me?

  A subconscious thought emerged in Zuo Mo's mind.

  Handsome, too handsome!

  The man in front of him was about the same height as him, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding a heroic aura, wearing a white robe, with an indescribable elegance. If Pu Yao's handsomeness was a gentle beauty, then this man's handsomeness was a heroic charm that was overwhelming. This was the first time Zuo Mo had seen someone who could rival Pu Yao in terms of looks.

  Take another look at yourself, with a skeleton-like figure, wearing shorts and having a zombie-like face.

  Zuo Mo felt uncomfortable in his heart, very uncomfortable!

  "Who are you? What brings you here?" Zuo Mo drawled, eyeing the other person sideways, as if this were his own backyard.

  The other man bowed with his fist and said: "I am Lin Qian, a younger brother. I came here to travel and don't know the way. Please, older brother, tell me."

  Lin Qian? Just hearing his name is enough to know he's a hypocrite! Zuo Mo cursed him viciously in his heart.

  "Want to have some fun?" Zuo Mo looked up and down at his opponent, then stretched out his right hand, rubbing his thumb and index finger together. On that undead face that had remained unchanged for a thousand years, an expression of "you know what I mean" actually appeared.

  Lin Qian was taken aback and looked at Zuo Mo's rubbing fingers, bewildered: "What's wrong with your hand, brother?"

  Zuo Mo almost spat out a mouthful of blood, his face pale with rage as he exclaimed: "Even the Firebirds that guide us require crystal, asking for directions is a paid service, do you understand?"

  "Oh." Lin Qian oh-ed and honestly took out a crystal stone from his pocket and handed it to Zuo Mo.

  Zuo Mo's eyes suddenly opened wide, and he snatched the crystal stone with lightning speed.

  Good grief! A third-grade crystal stone! This guy actually brought out a third-grade crystal stone!

  Rich young master! Fatty sheep! Triumph boy!

  Zuo Mo immediately sized up Lin Xian and asked the way, but was surprised that he would take out a third-grade crystal. Only those young masters who didn't understand the ways of the world would do something so foolish. As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Zuo Mo's tone quickly became extremely friendly: "Ah ah! Helping each other in times of need is what we should be doing. Don't worry, Lin brother, I'm familiar with this area."

  "Oh." Lin Xian nodded as if he understood and didn't understand at the same time, but a relieved expression appeared on his face.

  "Ah, go forward, and you'll reach Dong Fu." Zuo Mo revealed the little information he had, then asked mysteriously: "Does Lin brother know what kind of place Dong Fu is?"

  "I don't know." Lin Qian's face was full of interest as he asked.

  As expected, it's a rich second-generation kid! Zuo Mo felt both jealous and contemptuous. In this day and age, apart from these wealthy young masters, who else had the leisure to travel around for fun?

  In his heart, he was cursing, but on the surface, he said: "This Dongfu is one of the thirteen strongholds of my Tianyue realm, where everything is available..." Suddenly, he thought that this young master in front of him might be from a big place, and this set of words would probably not arouse the other's interest. He changed his tone: "Speaking of Dongfu, it was the Dongfu immortal who, with one sword, cut off the peak of Mount Dongfu and used half of the mountain as the base to establish..."

  "Awesome!" Lin Qian exclaimed repeatedly, his eyes filled with admiration and adoration.

  Looks like he's an incompetent rich kid!

  Zuo Mo's heart slightly relaxed, and he continued: "If Lin brothers want to go sightseeing, Dong Fu is indeed a good place to go."

  "Please advise me, brother."

  Zuo Mo randomly pieced together the things he had heard from others: "If you say to appreciate the scenery, then Mei Feng at Dong Qi Sword Gate is the best. If you say to play with water, then Mang Tian He is a good place to go, the river water is rapid and the scenery on both sides of the river is also very steep..."

  He spoke nonsense, but Lin Qian listened very carefully.

  "Dongfu may be a bit out of the way, but it also has some formidable masters. That day, I saw a Qianyu Fushen boat, wow, it was really intimidating!"

  "Qian Yu Fu Chuan?" Lin Qian suddenly asked.

  "Yes, it's Akano Makoto's palace."

  Anyway, it was on the way, so the two of them traveled together and earned a third-grade crystal stone. Zuo Mo was also very satisfied. Lin Xian's cultivation wasn't high, only slightly higher than Zuo Mo's, and Zuo Mo wasn't afraid of him playing tricks.

  For cultivators, there is not much difference between day and night. Although the night falls, they do not stop their footsteps. Although they cannot ponder the sword mantra, with one person talking, it's not lonely either. The little ink in Zuo Mo's belly was quickly emptied, turning into Lin Xian's non-stop chatter.

  Zuo Mo only now discovered that this seemingly pampered young master was actually extremely knowledgeable. As he listened, he couldn't help but feel a few points of respect. This was the first time he had met someone with such profound knowledge. In his surroundings, people were either single-mindedly cultivating their sword skills or busy with mundane tasks. He had never seen anyone like Lin Xian who was well-versed in all aspects of the world.

  Nor did he know if it was a rare encounter with someone willing to listen to him, Lin Qian's enthusiasm was high, talking about everything under the sun, and Zuo Mo's heart was filled with wonder.

  The two of them didn't walk slowly and soon arrived at a place not far from Dongfu.

  "Left Shixiong! Left Shixiong!"

  Zuo Mo heard someone calling him, and when he looked up, it was a few outer sect disciples. These outer sect disciples let out a sigh of relief: "We've finally found you, Big Brother! The Sect Leader is quite worried about you, and has specially ordered us to come find you."

  After finishing, their faces were somewhat strange. In front of them, Zuo Mo and Lin Xian formed a stark contrast. Next to a super handsome guy stood a half-naked, sword-wielding skeleton, this scene was simply...

  Zuo Mo didn't care about the gazes of these outer sect disciples, he turned around and handed that third-grade crystal stone to Lin Xian's face, his tone serious: "Brother Lin's knowledge is like the sea, Zuo Mo admires it. This crystal stone, I don't dare accept. In this one day and night, younger brother benefited greatly, enough to serve as a guide! Unfortunately, younger brother will soon be taking the sect's assessment, no time to accompany Brother Lin in play, may Brother Lin have fun!"

  After finishing speaking, he unceremoniously stuffed the three-piece crystal stone into Lin Qian's hand.

  The outer disciples on the side stared with wide eyes, staring blankly at that third-grade crystal stone.

  Lin Xian waved his hand, and Zuomo rushed towards the direction of Wu Kong Mountain. Several outer sect disciples came back to their senses and hurriedly followed up.