Ji Ning and the other two landed at the entrance of the Discussion Hall, looking inside. Although it was nighttime, the interior of the Discussion Hall was very bright, with voices chatting and laughing.

  "Jiulian Shijie, I'll take these 100 black and white pellets and 10 kilograms of yuan liquid." The speaker was a figure in white clothes with bloodstains on his 'Yin Xue Wen Jian' (Drinking Blood Asking Sword), and he had a hint of joy on his face, clearly pleased to have won the debate over the Tao with his fellow disciple.

  A woman in a light blue Taoist robe with long hair sat cross-legged on the stone pillar opposite, floated over and landed beside him, shaking her head: "Three years ago I could still win against Sword Master Junior by a thread, didn't expect to lose to Sword Master Junior now."

  "My junior brother also barely won with all his might." The usually proud Xue Xian asked humbly.

  "Jiulian Shijie, the purpose of a duel is to gain an advantage. You and Wenjian Shidi are evenly matched in terms of strength, but Wenjian Shidi's attacks are slightly more sharp."

  "Jiulian Shijie..."

  Several men and women are chatting and laughing together.

  At this time, Ji Ning, Mu Zixiao and Bu Ying entered the Hall of Discussion, those men and women all turned their heads to look over.

  "Jiulian?" Ji Ning's gaze fell on the woman called "Jiulian", who wore a simple and casual sky blue Taoist robe, with black long hair. Her face was beautiful, but slightly less so than Meng Xin's. However, this Jiulian Shijie had an extraordinary air about her.

  It was as if a fairy lotus had appeared, and the surrounding senior and junior brothers couldn't help but be drawn in.

  "With such temperament, it's likely that she has an extraordinary background." Ji Ning thought to herself.

  "Jiulian Shimei." Bu Ying's voice rose slightly as soon as he saw Jiulian. With a smile, he continued, "These two are my new junior brothers at the Heibai Academy this year. This is Muzi Shuo and this is Jining."

  Jiulian's gaze fell, with a hint of a smile at the corner of his mouth: "I heard that during the day, Mu Zishuo, your junior brother, lost two battles in the Tiandao Hall and left in a huff."

  Mu Zi suddenly felt embarrassed with a thin face.

  "It's just because you're a newcomer to our sect and have never been so frustrated before." Ji Ning said.

  Jiulian looked at Jining: "You are Jining, who was taken as a great apprentice by Diancaishi Zu."

  "Yes." Ji Ning nodded.

  Bo Ying said next to him: "Bei Ming, you are the disciple of Dian Cai Xianren. And Jiu Lian is also a disciple of 'Five Mad Sages'."

  "Disciple of the Five Mad Saints?" Ji Ning exclaimed in surprise.

  "I just rushed back to the academy in the late afternoon, so I didn't see my junior brother's initiation ceremony." Jiulian said softly, "Now that my junior brother is here, are we going to discuss the Tao?"

  Ji Ning smiled and nodded: "I also want to spar with senior brothers and sisters."

  "You'd better be careful then, I just lost a game." Jiulian smiled.

  "Junior Brother Ji Ning!"

  A cold voice sounded.

  Ji Ning turned his head to look, and the one speaking was indeed the white-robed Xue Xun. Xue Xun had come here specifically to defeat Ji Ning and vent his pent-up anger. Unexpectedly, he ran into his long-admired Ninth Sister, and he went all out to win against Ninth Sister in the hopes of leaving an impression on her. Who would have thought that this Ji Ning would come along and be so deeply engrossed in conversation with his Ninth Sister...

  "Ask Sword Master," Ji Ning said with a smile.

  "Do you still remember that battle in the mountain cave?" asked Xue Xian, his voice cold.

  "I remember." Ji Ning nodded. "That time I wanted to report my own name, but Xue Xian Swordmaster didn't let me report it out, saying that we wouldn't meet again in the future."

  Xue's face changed as he asked about the sword.

  "My junior brother hasn't even spoken yet, but my senior brother already knows my name." Ji Ning smiled, "I wonder what business my senior brother has with calling out to my junior brother?"

  "Blood-drinking, sword-asking eyes with a cold gleam: 'Do you dare to go on stage and debate with me?'"

  "Is it time to ascend the stage?" Ji Ning turned his head towards the huge hall of the Luandao Temple, which looked like a large auditorium from his previous life. There were seats on both sides, and in the center was a massive arena for fierce battles. On either side stood tall stone pillars, where debaters could sit and engage in a battle using puppets!

  Jiulian said beside him: "Be careful, Master Ning's junior brother, I just lost to him. It was indeed Jian Sword junior brother."

  Blood-drinking and sword-asking, jealousy is even more fierce, eyes cold and sharp: "Dare or not dare?"

  "Junior brother has come here to spar with senior brothers, how could he not dare? Ji Ning smiled and shook his head, "Isn't it just a hundred black and white pellets and ten kilograms of yuan liquid?"

  "Haha, a hundred Black and White Pills and ten kilograms of Yuan Liquid are just the smallest prizes." Xue Xun asked coldly. "Black and White Pills are rewards from the Academy, very rare. As for this Yuan Liquid, we bet one hundred kilograms of Yuan Liquid, do you dare?"

  Ji Ning furrowed her brow.

  Xue Xing asked the sword in a cold voice: "That's right, my junior brother has just entered the door, and the Academy only gave him 100 jin of yuan liquid. My junior brother is probably still unable to take out 100 jin of yuan liquid." As he spoke, he flipped his hand, and a token appeared in his hand. "This is the yuan token of Tianbao Mountain, with a total value of 1,000 liang of yuan liquid, which is equivalent to 100 jin of yuan liquid. As long as you take this yuan token to Tianbao Mountain, you can directly exchange it for 100 jin of yuan liquid!"

  "Do you dare to bet?" Xue Xie asked Ji Ning.

  ……

  The atmosphere in the room suddenly became a bit stiff, and the other fellow disciples immediately discovered that something was off between Xin Yue and Ji Ning. When dealing with Mu Ziqi before, they were always the smallest stakes. After all, no one wanted to create resentment among themselves in the future, but Xin Yue's increased betting was clearly taking advantage of others.

  Newcomer, take out 100 kilograms of yuan liquid, isn't it for the other party to cultivate without yuan liquid?

  They have no idea...

  At first, Yin Xue asked Jian to fight with Ji Ning, but he didn't expect it to be so intense. However, just now he found that Jiu Lian Shifu and Ji Ning were talking very enthusiastically, usually Jiu Lian Shifu would only casually say a few words to him, but when talking to Ji Ning, she was the one who took the initiative to speak. This made Yin Xue ask Jian feel very unfair.

  "What's wrong with me compared to Ji Ning? Why did Jiu Lian Shijie look at Ji Ning differently from the very beginning? Whether it's comparing treasures, strength or family background, Ji Ning is not as good as me!" Yin Xue asked, her eyes cold and full of disdain.

  "Junior Brother Ji Ning," Ninth Sister said, "you've just entered the sect, so I can lend you 100 kilograms of Spiritual Liquid."

  As soon as these words came out, the aura on Yin Xue's body became even more terrifying.

  Ji Ning smiled and said, "No need. Since you asked Sword Master to stake 100 kilograms of yuan liquid, I'll take it on." Ji Ning flipped his hand, and a few symbol cards appeared in his palm, "This is the yuan card from Tianbao Mountain, which can also be exchanged for 1,000 kilograms of yuan liquid."

  "Huh?"

  "Tianbao Mountain Original Sign?"

  Everyone looked at the Yuan plate in Ji Ning's hand.

  Xue Xun had indeed entered the sect a long time ago and had gone on many adventures outside, so it was normal for him to have obtained some treasures to exchange for yuanpai at Tianbao Mountain! But Ji Ning had just entered the sect. Yet he casually took out this thousand-two yuanpai... This was no ordinary thing. These people didn't know that this was something Ji Ning had won in battle in Worryfree Cave.

  The Battle of Worry-Free Cave has spread, but very few of these black and white academy disciples know about it. Even Yuanshen Dao people only knew a little bit about the 'Wu Xiu' news.

  ……

  "A hundred black and white pellets, a hundred kilograms of yuan liquid." A hoarse voice sounded, and an old man with white hair standing at the edge of the Hall of Discussion spoke up, "Since both of you agree, then the wager will be this."

  "Now, I ask the two of you disciples to choose your own puppets." The white-haired old man continued.

  This white-haired old man is also a puppet, responsible for some trivial matters in the Temple of Reason.

  Ji Ning and Xue Xingyun immediately walked towards a side door, inside the hall that the side door led to were numerous puppets.

  Entered another small hall.

  The white-haired old man pointed to the hundreds of puppets beside him, all black and seemingly carved out of rock. "These puppets have the same Yuan Force core. The power they release is also the same as the early-stage Yuan Force of the myriad things. In this way, the impact of the divine consciousness bestowed by those reincarnated immortals with divine consciousness in the Academy on the battle will be very small."

  Ji Ning nodded.

  Divine sense, slightly surpassing Zifu's full strength. Still far from the prelude to Wanxiang. Even if it is applied to a weapon, its impact on combat is very small.

  "These puppets all come with their own built-in weapons." The white-haired old man said, "There are flying swords, flying needles. There are silk ribbons, giant hammers... In short, almost all magical artifacts are available! You can choose one puppet based on your own strengths."

  He quickly chose a Blood Drinking Sword Puppet and walked directly in front of it, placing his hand on its body as he began to refine it.

  "I'll go first. You can take your time to choose." Xue Xue asked Jian Xing, and then directly walked out. The puppet also turned into a phantom and quickly left.

  Ji Ning glanced over, then slowly and carefully looked at each of the puppets.

  ……

  In the Taodan Hall, there were eight disciples who were onlookers, including Muzi Shuo and Jiulian Shijie.

  "The bet is actually this big, one hundred black and white dan is fine, but actually one hundred kilograms of yuan liquid! Asking Sword Junior Brother is a bit excessive, bullying the new junior brother can't be so bullying."

  "That's going too far."

  Those fellow students were talking to each other.

  At this time, Xue Xun and Jingjian walked out from the side door, then jumped directly, jumping over a hundred feet, landing on one of the stone pillars that was more than ten feet tall, sitting cross-legged on top of the pillar.

  Whoosh! The puppet also jumped down and landed on the battlefield below, then stood there quietly waiting.

  "The chosen one is the Beidou Puppet."

  "Qian Jian Shixiong is indeed ruthless, choosing his strongest Northern Dipper Puppet."

  "I don't know which puppet Ji Ning Shidi chose."

  Puppets have no distinction between high and low strength, only suitability for the user. If Ji Ning chose a puppet that controlled a giant hammer, its actual strength would not be able to be brought out much.

  "It's out."

  "Junior Brother Ji Ning has come out." Everyone looked over, and Mu Zi Xiao's eyes also held concern. As for Ninth Sister Jiu Lian, she was carefully watching Ji Ning, her eyes filled with curiosity.

  Ji Ning walked out, with a puppet following behind him.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  Ji Ning and the puppet jumped up one after another, Ji Ning landed on a stone pillar and slid down with his knees bent. The puppet fell to the ground below, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

  Two stone pillars stand opposite each other in the distance.

  Ji Ning and Xue Xiangzi were facing each other, about a hundred zhang apart.

  The two puppets below were also a hundred feet apart.

  "Rise!" the white-haired old man shouted.

  Rumble...

  In an instant, a huge seal appeared, completely sealing the entire venue inside. People like Mu Zi and others were outside the venue, while Ji Ning and Xue Xianxian were inside the seal.

  "Thousand Sword Puppet!" The Blood Drinking Sword sitting cross-legged on the stone pillar glanced over and coldly snorted, "Underestimating one's own strength."

  "Please instruct me, senior brother," Ji Ning said loudly.

  "Please," said Xue Yexia, drinking from her sword.

  The other fellow disciples around them all held their breath, watching the newly accepted disciple of Dian Cai Xianren, Ji Ning, and the one who had been in the sect for many years, Yin Xue Jian Xiong. Who was stronger between the two?