Chapter 1: Everyone shows their special abilities in the forest

  Red leaves dance in the west wind, autumn is deep.

  Below the waterfall, beside the maple forest, on a huge rock in the rapids, a man in white stood like a lone crane.

  The white clothes were like flying snow, and the man's long hair was also flying like snow in the west wind.

  He had white hair and eyebrows, but there was not a single wrinkle on his face, and he looked unrecognisable. His forehead was high, his cheeks were sharp, his face was cold and murderous, his skin was like dead fish, without a trace of blood, and his lips were no exception, as if they had been frozen, showing a strange leaden white.

  The weirdest thing is his eyes.

  Those eyes were long and narrow, with the whites of the eyes completely frozen, like ice and stone.

  In his left hand, he held a veritable longsword that was over seven feet long.

  It is said that an inch longer is an inch stronger, but if the sword is seven feet long, even unsheathing it becomes a problem.

  This man uses such a long sword. If he is not pretending to be impressive, his sword drawing must be as fast as lightning, and his swordsmanship must be original and extraordinary.

  The torrent crashed against the boulders, water droplets splashed, the west wind blew quickly, and maple leaves all over the mountain fell like blood rain.

  The sleeves of the clothes are dancing in the wind, the hair is flying, and everything between heaven and earth seems to be in motion.

  Only the man in white stood motionless, as if he had become one with the boulder. From a distance, he looked like a ball of motionless smoke.

  When the wind blows, it seems to be scattered into thousands of threads.

  His eyes were still wide open, their pupils as hard as ice and stone, lifeless and without any spirit.

  No one could have imagined that a pair of eyes like this could emit light as sharp as lightning.

  His eyes flashed, and the man in white moved. There was a sound of silk tearing through the air, and the man shot out like lightning!

  The scabbard of the seven-foot sword also became three feet shorter.

  The scabbard did not break, but just sank straight into the stone three feet. At the same time, the figure of the man in white shot straight into the air, and the sword was unsheathed. The man and the sword instantly merged into a flying rainbow, shooting towards a red leaf dancing in the west wind three feet away!

  The sword was seven feet long, and it reached the thirty-foot distance in an instant. The tip of the sword pierced through the red leaf and penetrated the green blade by three feet!

  That red leaf was just an ordinary leaf. The sword was so swift that the red leaf was not blown away by the sword wind. There was only one explanation - the sword was too fast!

  So before the red leaves were blown away by the sword wind, they had already been pierced and penetrated by the sword tip!

  The sword penetrated three feet and was suddenly pulled out. When the sword tip was completely out of the leaf, the man in white flew back onto the rapids and fell from the air!

  His feet were standing exactly in the same position, his right hand still on the hilt of the sword, but the sword was sheathed.

  His fierce gaze also disappeared, and he stood there motionless as if nothing had happened.

  The wind was still blowing, and the red leaf was still dancing in the wind.

  At this moment, a voice suddenly came with the wind, saying: "In just three months, I didn't expect that fourth brother's swordsmanship has improved so much!" The feminine voice seemed very far away, and yet seemed to be just around the corner. Where the voice fell, a person swept over the treetops like the wind and landed by the rapids. His figure was as graceful and light as a fallen leaf.

  He was tall and thin, dressed in gray, and looked like half a dead bamboo.

  Before his body landed in the air, he stretched out his bird-claw-like right hand and pinched the red leaf between his index and middle fingers.

  The red leaf was not moved by his body. When he landed on the ground, there was no sound. It was like a piece of flying catkins, quietly falling to the ground.

  Before he landed, every inch of muscle in his body seemed to be moving, and only when he touched the ground did the movement stop, and only then did this person feel real.

  He looked very old, with a face full of wrinkles, and his hair was gray and sparse, with each strand so thin that you could count them.

  The man in white watched him land, then said, "Isn't it the same with big brother's magic flying technique?"

  The man in gray smiled and raised his hand. The red leaf flew out from between his index and middle fingers and danced in the air!

  Dozens of cold rays flashed instantly, and the red leaf that had just flown up fell down again, landing on a huge rock next to it. On the rock, there were seventy-seven forty-nine purple-blue steel needles like cow hair!

  At the same time, a stunningly beautiful woman walked out from the maple forest, dressed in colorful clothes.

  She seemed to be quite old, but not too old. She was of moderate build, with an attractive figure, and her eyebrows and eyes were full of charm.

  She was not walking very fast, but her waist was twisted very badly, and it looked like her slender waist would break at any time. However, even though she twisted like that, it never broke.

  This is the bending waist step, and she is wearing the Starfall Crown. Looking at her, it is not difficult to remind people of Liang Ji's wife in the Later Han Dynasty who was good at flirting and captivating everyone.

  Her right hand was gently stroking her hair which was ruffled by the strong wind.

  Her slender hand was as smooth as white jade, just as seductive as her face and figure. If one had not seen it with one's own eyes, who would have believed that the forty-nine poisonous needles on the red leaf, which were so deadly that they could kill people instantly, were actually emitted from this hand?

  With a wave of his hand, poisonous hidden weapons were shot out like a torrential rain, with a force as fast as if fired from a spring. The method of launching the hidden weapons was as incredible as the weapons themselves.

  The man in gray looked at the fallen leaf and suddenly sighed, saying, "What a pity..." "What a pity?" The woman blinked and asked with a smile. Her laughter was as charming as her figure.

  "Seventy-seven forty-nine steel needles were all shot at a flying leaf, and none of them missed. I believe no one can deny that this hidden weapon technique is first-class." The gray-clothed man's eyes were still on the fallen leaf, and he said, "But it's just a sigh. There is still a long way to go before reaching the pinnacle."

  "Anything to add?"

  "Changes!" The gray-clothed man looked away from the fallen leaves and said, "The seventy-seven forty-nine steel needles must contain at least seven kinds of changes."

  “Are seven variations too many?”

  “Not much—” The gray-clothed man turned his gaze to the woman’s face and said, “Before your hidden weapon hits me, I can transform at least five times. Although it’s not as good as the Eldrin Clan’s ‘Ladder Cloud Leap’, it’s enough to dodge your hidden weapon and return your fatal blow.”

  "Fortunately, there are not many people who are as skilled in magical flying as you are. As far as we know, the elves' 'Cloud Ladder' has been lost."

  "As far as I know, there is none!" The gray-clothed man looked like an eagle: "At least, I have seen an Eldrin Clan disciple who is proficient in 'Ladder Cloud Leap'."

  "Could it be that elf Changqing?"

  "It is the Taoist Orlando Sacredtree." The gray-clothed man sighed again and said, "The 'Tiyunzong' is one of the seven unique skills of the elves. How could it be lost so easily?"

  "It is said that he can also hold seven hidden weapons in one hand."

  "Yes!"

  "How does it compare to my sky full of flowers and rain?"

  The gray-robed man asked back, "Can you also use one hand to launch seven hidden weapons of different shapes and weights at the same time, and can those seven hidden weapons hit the target at the same time?"

  "Seven hidden weapons in one hand is a hidden weapon technique like this?"

  The man in gray led the way without saying a word.

  The woman also fell silent, without even a trace of smile on her face.

  The white-clothed man on the stone had a cold light in his eyes, and suddenly asked, "Is the elf's Yin-Yang sword technique as fast and accurate as the one I used just now?"

  "It's much faster and more accurate."

  "Are what you said, brother, true?" The man in white sneered.

  The man in gray didn't answer, but just smiled.

  The man in white saw this and his face turned even paler. At this moment, another voice rang out from the maple forest: "I wonder if the elves' mountain knife has the same power as my thunder knife?"

  As the voice fell, a big man in red clothes and a beard strode out of the forest.

  He was a burly man, like half an iron tower, with the right half of his body naked, and a long sword for slashing horses held upside down.

  A cold light flashed, and the long sword fell quickly. Amid the sound of thunder, it slashed at the red leaf on the stone that was pierced by the sword and nailed with poison needles and hidden weapons!

  The red leaves were not blown away by the wind from the knife, and were cut into two by the knife. The huge rock was also cut into two halves at the same time!

  The big man in red roared and pointed his sword to the sky. His roar was like thunder, shocking everyone.

  The gray-clothed man looked down and said, "Good sword!"

  The big man in red laughed.

  The gray-clothed man said, "Brother, I just hope that every time you kill an enemy, he will be like this stone."

  "What's the meaning?"

  "Standing there, waiting for you to chop me down with your sword!"

  The big man in red gritted his teeth, turned around and suddenly slashed at the man in gray thirteen times!

  The man in gray seemed not to notice anything, but when the knife arrived, his skinny figure flew away, dodged the knife thirteen times in a row, and flew three feet before landing on a huge rock on the other side of the rapids.

  The big man in red did not chase him. Instead, he turned his hand and thrust the knife into the ground.

  "Eighteen years──" The man in gray suddenly sighed, looking up to the sky. In this moment, he seemed to have aged a lot.

  The woman in colorful clothes asked: "How were our skills eighteen years ago?"

  "Much better, but still a long way from my ideal. Take you, Third Sister..." The man in gray turned his eyes and said, "You still don't have the confidence to take off that colorful dress."

  "I like wearing beautiful clothes." The woman said with a smile, but it was a little forced.

  The big man in red added, "Brother, don't forget that Third Sister is a woman. Isn't it a woman's nature to love beauty?"

  "Besides, he is wearing colorful clothes. When the opponent sees him, he will inevitably be dazzled, and he will take the opportunity to attack with hidden weapons."

  The gray-clothed man sighed again and said, "This will undoubtedly remind the enemy to be careful of hidden weapons."

  He turned his eyes away and continued, "I know that everyone has worked very hard over the years. I believe that there are not many people in the Mystic Realms who can defeat us now."

  "What are you waiting for!" The big man in red puffed out his chest.

  The man in gray smiled and said, "If we fail again this time, I'm afraid we won't have a chance in the future. There is something I should have kept in my heart, but it's like a bone stuck in my throat, and I can't feel relieved until I get it out!"

  "Then just spit it out."

  "Our magic and arcane skills are not enough to conquer the world!" The gray-clothed man smiled bitterly and said, "We have undoubtedly tried our best. Our magic and arcane skills are only at this level. It doesn't matter how hard we practice. It's just that our magic and arcane skills will not make any progress even if we continue to practice."

  "So what Big Brother meant was..."

  "Perhaps we should learn from others—" The man in white rarely spoke, but suddenly asked, "Are the Seven Wonders of the Eldrin Clan the most suitable?"

  The man in gray nodded.

  The colorful-clothed woman laughed again and said, "It's a pity that we are too old. Even if we are sincere and willing to become the elves' disciples, it is just wishful thinking. They will never agree."

  "What should we do then?" the big man in red asked anxiously.

  "To learn the magic arts of other sects, as far as I know, there are at least seven hundred ways."

  "That's right..." the man in white asked, "Brother, since you said that, I believe you have already thought of the best way."

  The man in gray nodded and said, "This method is not something I came up with. Someone has used it before."

  The other three people seemed to remember something in an instant and were shocked.

  "Having experienced failure once, we shouldn't make the same mistake again." The man in gray seemed a little emotional.

  The man in white suddenly asked, "Who among us is suitable to do this?"

  "No one is suitable." The gray-clothed man turned his eyes and said, "We are too old, and with our status, we can't swallow this."

  The man in white raised his eyebrows and said with realization: "Big brother wants him?"

  The man in gray smiled and said, "Do you think he is the most suitable and ideal candidate?"

  The man in white took the lead.

  The colorful-clothed woman glanced at him seductively, and said with a sweet smile, "He is indeed a very smart child."

  "At least smarter than me." The big man in red actually said this.

  "Since no one objects, it's decided." As soon as the gray-clothed man finished speaking, his body moved, like a wisp of light smoke, and he actually flew up against the waterfall that was pouring down like a river in the sky.

  When the big man in red pulled the knife out of the ground, the woman in colorful clothes had disappeared.

  "Interesting, interesting!" He laughed loudly, shouted repeatedly, and strode back the way he came.

  The man in white watched the back of the big man in red disappear, then he turned his wrist, pulled the scabbard out of the stone, stretched out his body, flew over the rapids, and swept into the depths of the maple forest.

  The huge rock broke into pieces in real time, scattered in the rapids, and caused countless splashes of water!

  When the splash disappeared, everything returned to normal.

  The west wind blew even faster.

  In the early morning, the dawn has not yet dissipated and the morning fog is still thick.

  The twenty-seven peaks are blurred in the morning mist, and the top of Tianzhu Peak is invisible when you look up. The entire Sacredtree Highlands is like a paradise on earth.

  When a bell rings, the mountains and valleys respond.

  In the Sacredtree Highlands, the ringing of this bell marks the beginning of the day.

  The bells rang continuously, one after another, and the morning mist gradually dissipated, as if being dispersed by the sound of the bells.

  When the chanting sound faded away in the Purple Sky Palace, the disciples of the Eldrin Clan had already gathered in the square to practice the magical arts they were going to practice.

  Shouts came one after another as a group of elf disciples, with their upper bodies naked, were practicing their boxing skills.

  Their movements and shouts were equally coordinated.

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  A dozen feet further, in front of a high wall, thousands of elf disciples were preparing hidden weapons.

  A tall and thin man was walking behind them. His arms were also thin, but his palms were unusually large. He was Yao Feng, the best among the young generation of the Eldrin Clan in magical flying and hidden weapons.

  Three feet in front of the high wall, there was a human-shaped wooden target with several hidden weapons nailed on it.

  Yao Feng walked past the disciple on the far left, paused, and rushed forward. He waved his hand, and a flying knife flew out of his hand!

  The knife flew straight towards the wooden target with extreme speed.

  With a "bang", the knife flew and hit the wooden target, and the entire wooden target shattered into pieces!

  All the elf disciples looked up in response and were shocked.

  What was even more shocking was the man standing against the wall about ten feet away from the wooden target.

  It was undoubtedly colder on the mountain in the early morning than at the foot of the mountain, but it was not the time to wear cotton-padded jackets. However, that man was wearing several thick cotton-padded jackets, and even his hands and feet were wrapped in thick cloth. Even his head was no exception, with only a pair of eyes showing. The strangest thing was that he had a large iron plate hanging on the front and back of his upper body.

  He turned around in response, the muscles around his eyes twitched, and his eyeballs almost popped out.

  Yao Feng said immediately: "Practicing hidden weapons requires not only accuracy and skill, but also swiftness."

  He turned his gaze and stared at the man standing against the wall and said, "It's your turn."

  The man was shocked and asked, "Me?"

  Yao Feng shouted, "What are you still doing there?"

  The man's eyes flashed, and he finally leaned over and picked up a wooden target.

  Yao Feng turned halfway around, then waved his hand and said, "Drum beat!"

  There was a big cowhide drum under the tree over there, and an elf disciple with his upper body naked was holding a wooden stick in each hand and beating it hard.

  When the drum sounded, the man jumped up.

  He jumped out, and when he reached the wooden target that had been shattered by the flying knife, his legs seemed to go weak.

  Yao Feng then shouted: "Begin!"

  As soon as the words fell, the dozen or so elf disciples immediately shot out the hidden weapons in their hands.

  There was a loud "thump thump" sound immediately. Some hidden weapons were nailed to the wooden target, and some were shot towards the man.

  Their hidden weapons were different, and their body shapes and techniques were also different, some twisting their waists, some crouching, some shooting into the air, but none of them seemed very accurate, and the man holding the wooden target looked like he could be shot by their hidden weapons at any time.

  Fortunately, the clothes he wore were thick enough, and his vital parts on his chest and back were protected by a large iron plate.

  He is certainly not a madman, but he is simply a sitting duck.

  When it comes to practicing with hidden weapons, live targets are undoubtedly more difficult than dead targets. Only after you have mastered dead targets, you are qualified to practice with live targets.

  Those elf disciples are already qualified, but it is their first time to practice with live targets.

  This was a very interesting thing for them, but it was very boring for the man who used the wooden board as a living target.

  It was unclear whether the elf disciple who was beating the drum was doing it on purpose to embarrass him, as he beat the drum faster and faster.

  Amid the "dong dong" drum sounds, the live target moved rapidly left and right, and the hidden weapons of the seven elf disciples became faster and more frequent.

  It was fast, dense and powerful, but inaccurate. With seven "dang dang dang" sounds, seven air-permeable darts hit the iron plate one after another.

  With the sound of "thump, thump, thump", three more sleeve arrows were inserted into the left shoulder of the living target.

  The "dangdang, dongdu" sounds were actually pleasant to the ears, and the drummer couldn't help but laugh.

  The disciples also laughed and fired their hidden weapons at the same time, but their target became that living target.

  The sound of jingling suddenly became louder.

  The living target also realized that it was done on purpose. His exposed eyes showed anger and he paused.

  "What are you doing?" Huotou had just finished saying this when a bunch of hidden weapons flew towards him. He lowered his hands and quickly blocked his face with the wooden target.

  None of the hidden weapons hit the wooden target; they were all aimed at him.

  The sound of clinking continued incessantly. The hidden weapons hit the iron plate and splashed around, while those that hit him were nailed to his clothes.

  The man beating the drum laughed and said, "Who told you to stop? If you don't move on, I'll shoot you into a hedgehog!" As he spoke, he beat the drumstick rapidly.

  The seven disciples responded with hidden weapons flying everywhere.

  The living target ran hurriedly again. This time he ran particularly fast, but the hidden weapons still fell on him.

  It was certainly impossible that the seven disciples' hidden weapon techniques would become so clumsy in just a moment.

  It was clear that they were no longer practicing with wooden targets, but human targets.

  Amid the jingling sounds, laughter broke out.

  Not only did Yao Feng not stop him, but he also laughed out loud.

  The anger in the target's eyes grew even stronger. He suddenly yelled and rushed forward, all the way to Yao Feng's front.

  "I quit!" He angrily threw the wooden target to the ground and tore off the thick cloth wrapped around his head.

  Behind the thick cloth was a very young face, not too handsome, but definitely not ugly.

  His hair was soaked with sweat, and beads of sweat the size of beans were rolling down his forehead. It was really uncomfortable to wear so many clothes in this weather.

  He stared at the seven disciples who were practicing hidden weapons with an angry look on his face. Suddenly, Yao Feng grabbed a drumstick and swung it horizontally, hitting the iron plate in front of his chest.

  With a loud bang, the target was startled, but everyone burst into laughter.

  He raised his stick and pointed at the target, saying, "Cyrus Emberheart, what are you not going to do?"

  Although Huo Target's clothes are funny, his appearance is not funny at all, just like his name.

  "I won't do this hidden weapon thing!" he roared.

  "If you don't do it, who will?"

  "I don't care about that." Cyrus Emberheart immediately took off the two iron plates.

  "You forgot what Second Brother instructed."

  "Second Brother only told me to hold the wooden target and help you practice with hidden weapons. He didn't tell me to be your hidden weapon holder."

  "It's inevitable that a hidden weapon will hit you accidentally."

  "You guys are deliberately throwing hidden weapons at me. Don't think I can't see it."

  "Okay, have you decided not to do this?"

  “No!” Cyrus Emberheart turned around and was about to leave.

  Yao Feng tilted his head, and the disciples immediately rushed forward and surrounded Cyrus Emberheart.

  Cyrus Emberheart suddenly turned around and asked, "What do you want?"

  "Well, you little bastard, let me see why you are so arrogant." A disciple stretched out his hand to grab Cyrus Emberheart.

  Cyrus Emberheart's expression changed and he asked, "What did you call me?"

  "Little bastard!" The disciple grabbed Cyrus Emberheart by the chest and asked, "Did I call him the wrong name?"

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart)'s face changed again and again. Just as he was about to explode, Yao Feng interrupted him: "If you don't do it, we won't be able to practice hidden weapons. If Second Senior Brother blames you, you will be in trouble."

  "I'll go find Second Brother and explain it clearly."

  "Okay, let's go together. Don't let this kid gossip and put the blame on us."

  "Go!" The disciple who grabbed Cyrus Emberheart's chest was about to take a step, but Cyrus Emberheart immediately pushed his hand away and said, "Let go first!"

  The disciple let go of his hand, but slapped Cyrus Emberheart in the face and said, "Who told you to shout here?"

  Cyrus Emberheart's face changed drastically.

  At this moment, a voice suddenly came from the side, saying: "You have hidden weapons but you don't want to practice. What are you doing making a fuss?"

  Everyone looked in the direction they were greeted and saw a burly man walking towards them. It was the second senior brother Xie Ping whom they were going to meet.

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) immediately ran forward and said, "Second Brother..."

  Xie Ping's eyes dropped, and he frowned and said, "Are you causing trouble again?"

  Cyrus Emberheart pointed at the people behind him and said, "They are..."

  Before he could finish his words, Xie Ping slapped his hand back and scolded him, "How rude!"

  Cyrus Emberheart stroked his hurt hand and said, "They...they..."

  Xie Ping interrupted him again and said, "They are bullying you, aren't they?"

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) nodded, but before he could say anything, Xie Ping raised his hand and slapped him, saying, "Who do you think you are? Why are they bullying you?"

  Cyrus Emberheart was stunned by the blow.

  Xie Ping snorted and said, "I have to hear you say this several times a day. Are all the people in the Sacredtree Highlands against you?"

  Cyrus Emberheart said nothing.

  Xie Ping then asked his fellow apprentices, "What exactly is going on?"

  The one who had just slapped Cyrus Emberheart said, "We were just practicing hidden weapons, and this kid suddenly lost his temper and threw the wooden target down, saying he wanted to quit."

  Xie Ping's eyes fell on the wooden target, and he turned to ask Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart): "Did you throw this wooden target away?"

  Cyrus Emberheart shouted, "They just kept aiming their hidden weapons at me, not caring about the wooden target at all..."

  "So you threw it away?"

  Before Cyrus Emberheart could make a decision, Xie Ping said, "If all their hidden weapons could accurately hit the wooden target, there would be no need to practice anymore."

  "That's right!" Yao Feng interrupted.

  "Shut up!" Xie Ping shouted at Yao Feng, and asked Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart): "You don't want to do this, and you don't want to do that, so what do you want to do?"

  Cyrus Emberheart bit his lip and said, "I came to the Sacredtree Highlands to learn the magic of the Eldrin Clan."

  "To practice magic and arcane arts, you must first lay a solid foundation. What you are doing now is the basic work."

  Cyrus Emberheart was speechless.

  “Who here doesn’t go through this phase?”

  "It was just a few months for them, but it was years for me."

  "You should know the reason." Xie Pingyi raised his head and said, "The elves are a well-known and upright sect. How can a person with an unknown origin be qualified to learn the magic of the Eldrin Clan?"

  "Did you hear that, you little bastard?" Everyone burst into laughter.

  Cyrus Emberheart was furious, his chest heaving, but he finally held back. This was not the first time he had heard such words.

  "In my opinion..." Xie Ping stared at Cyrus Emberheart, sneered, and said, "You should first figure out who your father is. Otherwise, even if you die of old age among the elves, it will still be like this."

  Cyrus Emberheart hung his head.

  Xie Ping stroked his beard and said, "Since you don't like being a live target, if I force you to do it, it would be bullying you. Fine, then don't do it."

  The drummer shouted, "Without a live target, how can we continue practicing..."

  "Who said no?"

  "He doesn't do..."

  "You do it!" Xie Ping pointed at the drummer and turned to Yao Feng and said, "How about you play the drum?"

  Yao Feng nodded, and the drummer made a bitter face, but did not dare to object. Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) saw it and was so happy that he almost laughed.

  Xie Ping turned his gaze and said, "As for you──" "I can help and pick up the hidden weapons on the ground." Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) rushed to answer.

  Xie Ping smiled and said, "Didn't you say you didn't want to do it?"

  He smiled with some ill intentions. Cyrus Emberheart could see that before he could say anything, Xie Ping said, "The farmhand who takes care of the pigsty has a family wedding and will be down the mountain for a few days. I'm having a headache about who to take over his job and take care of the pigs."

  When everyone heard this, they burst into laughter again, but Cyrus Emberheart was stunned and said hesitantly: "I..."

  "Don't worry." Xie Ping smiled again and said, "I guarantee there won't be any hidden weapons aimed at you."

  Cyrus Emberheart's face turned red all the way to his neck.

  Xie Ping then waved his hand and said, "Follow me!"

  He was about to start when Cyrus Emberheart suddenly said, "I want to see the Elder of Law Enforcement!"

  Xie Ping paused, raised his thick eyebrows, and said, "Oh?"

  The drummer immediately stepped forward and said, "Second Brother, he doesn't obey you, let's teach him a lesson!"

  Xie Ping stretched out his hand to stop them, saying, "Back off!" He turned to Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) and said, "Okay, but don't regret it!"

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) had already said it, and it was useless to regret it. How could he not know what kind of person Xie Ping was?

  Xie Ping didn't say anything else, but walked forward without even turning his head. Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) was still hesitating, but everyone rushed over and pushed him towards the Law Enforcement Hall.

  The Law Enforcement Hall is located in a side hall. Although the place is not large, the atmosphere is very solemn. It is filled with smoke and incense all day long, and entry and exit are strictly prohibited.

  Written on the pink and white screen wall are the ten commandments of the Eldrin Clan. I believe that any elven disciple would be terrified upon seeing these commandments.

  The two law enforcement elders were also two very serious-looking men. They were both junior brothers of the current elf leader.

  Chisong is older, nearly fifty years old, and his aura is superior to Cangsong.

  He was not very tall, but quite sturdy. When he was not angry, his eyes were like copper bells. When he was angry, he was even more frightening, and his voice was like thunder.

  The dark pine is shorter and thinner than the red pine, has smaller eyes, and its voice is much weaker than that of the red pine. Its laugh is even more "chirping", which makes it not only unimpressive, but also humorous.

  He also knew his own limitations, so in the Law Enforcement Hall, he always let Chisong speak and would only interrupt when absolutely necessary.

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) already felt a little regretful when he arrived at the Law Enforcement Hall. When he saw the two law enforcement elders, he wanted to kick himself even more. However, Xie Ping had already walked in, so he had no choice but to go in.

  The elf disciples rushed in, but were immediately stopped by Chisong, who asked, "What are you doing?"

  Before they could answer, a pine tree nearby chirped and said, "Of course we are here to watch the fun."

  "What's there to see?" Akamatsu glared and said, "Get out of here!"

  "Get out!" Cangsong joined in.

  Although everyone was unwilling, they did not dare to disobey the order and hurriedly left the hall, but then dispersed to the left and right, hiding in the corridor, peeking out and looking around.

  Chi Song ignored them and asked Xie Ping, "What's going on?"

  Xie Ping pointed at Cyrus Emberheart and said, "I just asked him to hold a wooden target to help a few fellow disciples practice with hidden weapons. Some of the hidden weapons missed their target and hit him."

  Chisong turned his gaze to Cyrus Emberheart and said, "Oh!", "You again?"

  It seemed as if he only now saw clearly that it was Cyrus Emberheart.

  "I..." Cyrus Emberheart grabbed his hair, not knowing what to say.

  "Your name is Cyrus Emberheart, right?" Akamatsu's eyes widened even more.

  Cyrus Emberheart was about to answer when Chisong slammed the table and yelled, "Why do you just like to cause trouble for us?"

  Cyrus Emberheart was stunned by the scolding, and Akamatsu shouted, "Kneel down!"

  Cyrus Emberheart had no choice but to kneel down.

  Chi Song then turned to ask Xie Ping: "Where were you talking about just now?"

  Cangsong answered for Xie Ping: "He said that some hidden weapons were misfired and landed on Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart)."

  "This is a fact." Xie Ping emphasized in a deep voice.

  Cyrus Emberheart was still wearing those thick cotton jackets, and the hidden weapons had not been completely removed.

  Chi Song's eyes turned and he said, "People make mistakes, horses stumble, and it was me who used the hidden weapon..."

  Cangsong pushed Chisong, who paused and continued with what he was about to say: "Among ten thousand times, it is inevitable that you will fail once."

  Cangsong continued, "Even the head master, he doesn't dare to boast that he has practiced to the point of being absolutely infallible."

  "That's right!" Chisong patted Cangsong's shoulder in praise, and turned to Chaiqi (Cyrus Emberheart) and said: "You heard it, even veterans like us occasionally make mistakes, let alone those boys."

  Xie Ping continued: "This is their first lesson on hidden weapons."

  "Then it's only natural that he failed." Chisong looked Cyrus Emberheart up and down several times and said, "You don't seem to be injured by the hidden weapon."

  Cyrus Emberheart nodded.

  Chi Songyi frowned and said, "Why are you still coming to the Law Enforcement Hall?"

  Xie Ping rushed to answer for Cyrus Emberheart: "He thought we were trying to make things difficult for him. We started arguing, and he threw the target away in anger."

  Chisong shouted softly, "How dare you!"

  Xie Ping continued, "He said he didn't want to do it. If we force him to do it, and the news reaches the headmaster, he will think we are bullying him. Anyway, the farmhands in the pig house are taking a break, and the piglets need someone to take care of them, so I just let him go."

  When Akamatsu heard this, he stroked his beard and laughed, saying repeatedly: "Good idea, good idea."

  "But he refused to accept it and insisted on coming to the Law Enforcement Hall."

  Chisong's smile faded, he glared at Cyrus Emberheart and said, "You are unwilling to practice magic and arcane..."

  "The second commandment of the criminal Eldrin Clan—" Cangsong then pointed his finger at the screen wall where the commandment was.

  "Stirring up trouble──" "The sixth rule." Cangsong knew all those rules by heart.

  "The inferior is insubordinate."

  “This is Article 9.”

  "For all three crimes, you should be expelled from the Sacredtree Highlands—" Chisong paused and said solemnly, "But I consider that you are young and ignorant."

  Cyrus Emberheart had not argued until now, but now he sighed and said, "I know my sins, and I am willing to go to the pigsty."

  "It is the greatest virtue to admit one's mistakes and correct them." Chisong waved his sleeves and said, "Go..." Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) retreated with a bitter face.

  Chi Song turned to Xie Ping and said, "You'd better not bother us with trivial matters like these in the future."

  Cangsong continued: "We are already busy enough."

  "That's right, that's right──" Xie Ping could hardly hold back his laughter.

  "Step back—" Akamatsu waved his sleeves again.

  Cyrus Emberheart actually knew what a pigsty smelled like. Although he had never taken care of a pigsty before, he had passed by there countless times.

  The pigsty seems to be particularly smelly today.

  He pinched his nose several times, but finally let it go. His nose had never been very sensitive, but today was an exception.

  Even his "ears" seemed to have become particularly sharp today. He didn't know whether the piglets welcomed him or were making things difficult for him, and they kept howling.

  Cyrus Emberheart couldn't stand the pungent stench and the piercing howls. He looked like he would faint at any moment, but he never did.

  Even he himself found this strange.

  Finally, he decided to drive the piglets into the river to wash them clean.

  The river water was originally very clear, but once those piglets went in, it became turbid.

  The running water was cool, and the breeze brought the fragrance of leaves from the distant mountains. The pigs were no longer howling incessantly like before, and the stench was not as bad as before. Cyrus Emberheart was greatly cheered up.

  He stretched himself and was about to give the piglets a bath when he saw a man.

  The one he loved seeing the most.

  The person was far away on the hillside across the river. He was wearing a light yellow dress. Among the green bushes, he looked like a newly blooming yellow chrysanthemum. When he moved, he looked like a butterfly.

  Cyrus Emberheart suddenly became full of energy. He scratched his head with his backhand and kept saying, "Go, go!" and drove the pigs to the other side.

  His tone was not harsh, and he suddenly felt very fond of those pigs.

  If it weren't for the pigs, he would have to find another excuse to go there.

  Lun Wan'er was the only one on the hillside.

  She is the only female disciple in the Sacredtree Highlands and also the most favored one, and that's not entirely because she is a girl.

  Her naivety and innocence, as well as her kindness, are what make her lovable.

  In Cyrus Emberheart's mind, she is the only good person in the entire Sacredtree Highlands.

  She was the only one who not only did not bully or embarrass Cyrus Emberheart, but also often lent a helping hand and spoke for him.

  She was still very young, only seventeen years old, but her magical powers were second only to her five senior brothers Bai Shi, Xie Ping, Cheng Fangyuan, Jin Zhanpeng, and Yao Feng among the younger generation of elf disciples. This was not only because she had a good master and had started practicing martial arts since she was a child, but also because of her concentration and diligence.

  She practiced every day, rain or shine, mostly outdoors on sunny days, like today.

  The lithe figure, the skillful swordsmanship, the beautiful posture, every movement is like a dance.

  The breeze blows gently, her hair flutters, and her fluttering sleeves look like butterfly wings.

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) was stunned, but he was suddenly surprised when Lun Wan'er turned around and appeared behind the tree where he was hiding. She let out a delicate cry and stabbed him with a sword!

  Before Cyrus Emberheart could even utter a cry of surprise, the sword had already stopped three inches in front of his eyes, and the cold energy on the sword pierced into his forehead like a sharp needle.

  He shuddered and blurted out, "Show mercy!"

  Lun Wan'er pointed her sword at Cyrus Emberheart and said, "Why are you hiding here secretly? What are you planning?"

  Cyrus Emberheart scratched the back of his head and said, "Watching you practice swordplay."

  Lun Wan'er shook the sword and said, "Do you know what the punishment is for secretly learning magic arcane arts?"

  "I saw you concentrating on sword practice, and I was afraid of startling you, so I moved aside."

  "If you still don't admit it, I'll talk to the law enforcement elders and let them question you." Lun Wan'er seemed very serious.

  Cyrus Emberheart immediately panicked and kept shaking his hands, saying, "I'm miserable enough now, Miss Wan'er, go and talk to me again..."

  "How miserable are you now?" Lun Wan'er asked back.

  Cyrus Emberheart was stunned and said, "I...I...I'm fine."

  Lun Wan'er turned her gaze and asked, "What happened to the pigs over there? Why did they get here?"

  "I rushed here." Cyrus Emberheart smiled bitterly.

  "Why are you herding pigs?"

  "The farmhand who drives the pigs has a wedding at home and wants to go back. He wants to discuss with us who is willing to take over for a few days. Who else is willing to do this? Only I can do it." Cyrus Emberheart thought as he spoke. Although he only said a few words, he was almost sweating profusely.

  Lun Wan'er asked with a smile, "Are you good friends?"

  "The relationship is quite good."

  "In that case, you are indeed a very loyal person."

  Cyrus Emberheart involuntarily puffed out his chest.

  "You went to the Law Enforcement Hall just now to discuss this matter with your two uncles Akamatsu and Ruo Song?" Lun Wan'er then asked.

  When Cyrus Emberheart heard this, his face immediately turned red all the way to his neck, and he wished there was a hole in the ground so he could crawl into it.

  Lun Wan'er looked at him, blinked, and said, "When did you learn to lie?"

  Cyrus Emberheart smiled bitterly, rolled his eyes and said, "I... I'd better go back over there..."

  He was about to take another step when Lun Wan'er stopped him and said, "You haven't answered yet."

  "I...I..." Cyrus Emberheart grabbed his hair, not knowing how to speak for a moment.

  Lun Wan'er sighed and said, "You know it's embarrassing to be exposed, so don't lie in the future."

  Cyrus Emberheart just nodded.

  "What did I tell you normally?" Lun Wan'er shook her head and said, "As long as you work harder, you won't let your brothers humiliate you, right?"

  Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) forced a smile and said: "Actually, this is nothing. Think about it, Han Xin suffered humiliation under the crotch, but later he was still honored as the Grand Master, right?"

  "That's just how you are." Lun Wan'er shook her head again and again.

  Cyrus Emberheart's puffed-out chest had already shrunk back, and he scratched the back of his head and said, "I'd better leave."

  Lun Wan'er was both angry and amused. Just as she was about to say something, the sound of nine bells suddenly rang out from the sky.

  Cyrus Emberheart was stunned.

  "Alarm bell!" Lun Wan'er frowned.

  Cyrus Emberheart turned his gaze and asked, "I wonder what happened?"

  "Someone wants to break into the mountain!" As soon as the words fell, Lun Wan'er moved and rushed out quickly.

  "Miss Wan'er—" Chai Qi (Cyrus Emberheart) called out urgently.

  Lun Wan'er glanced back and said, "Hurry up and drive the pigs back!" But she didn't stop.

  After three ups and downs, Lun Wan'er had already flown down the hillside, gliding down the mountain like a flying swallow.

  Gentle autumn breeze, gentle sunshine.

  The dew on the stone steps has dried up, but the dewdrops on the tips of the leaves are still crystal clear.

  In the sunlight, the Sword-Removing Rock, a symbol of the majesty of the Eldrin Clan, stands like a giant beside the stone steps leading up the mountain.

  There is also a person standing like a huge rock in front of Jiejian Rock.

  The man should be around thirty years old, with thick eyebrows, thin eyes, a flat nose and thick lips. He can be said to be ugly. He is short and fat but not obese. He is wearing a brocade robe that is not very neat and his hair is a little messy. He gives people a sense of wild beast ferocity and an indescribable ruggedness.

  A group of elf disciples stood in front of this man, and four elf wizards were being helped away by their fellow disciples, all with sword wounds on their shoulders.

  All the elf disciples were furious, but the man in brocade clothes had disdain in his eyes. He was dressed in gorgeous clothes, and the sword in his hand was inlaid with seven-colored gems, which was also very valuable!

  A middle-aged elf wizard suddenly stepped out from the crowd, shook his sword, and shouted in a deep voice: "Elf Jade Stone respectfully accepts your high skills!"

  The man in brocade clothes turned his eyes and said, "People of the Shi generation should not disappoint me too much!" He thrust his sword forward!

  Yu Shi sneered, drew his sword and quickly sealed it. With a clang, the two swords collided. The man in brocade clothes turned his wrist and stabbed out with two more swords.

  Halfway through the stab, the two swords had turned into eight swords, and the jade stone connected the eight swords, and was forced to take a step back.

  The man in brocade clothes immediately attacked, and in the blink of an eye, he stabbed out thirty-six swords and forced the jade stone back several steps.

  He suddenly bent his left foot and shot an arrow with his right foot, then suddenly shot an arrow with his left foot and bent his right foot. His body movements were as flexible as his sword skills.

  Thirty-six swords stabbed out, and thirty-seven swords followed closely. Yu Shi had just blocked the sword when the thirty-eighth sword had already stabbed at him like lightning. It was too late to block it, so he quickly took another step back.

  The sword continued to move forward and the pursuit continued. Yu Shi changed seven postures, but he could not get rid of the long sword of the man in brocade clothes. When he started to play the eighth posture, he felt a chill on his wrist, as it was pressed down by the three-inch sword tip of the man in brocade clothes.

  The man in brocade clothes shouted, "Throw away the sword!" The sword in his hand had already struck the jade arm three times.

  Yu Shi's entire right arm immediately became numb, and with a "ding-dong" sound, the sword finally slipped out of his hand and fell to the ground.

  The man in brocade clothes did not pursue him, but laughed and said, "It is no more than that."

  Yu Shi was filled with both shock and anger. The elf disciples had already drawn their weapons, and they could no longer hold back and surrounded him together.

  At that moment, a loud shout came out: "Stop!" Two people rushed over from the mountain.

  One was Xie Ping, the other was a middle-aged elven wizard with a square face and a solemn expression. He was Bai Shi, the eldest disciple of Orlando Sacredtree, the leader of the Eldrin Clan.

  The man in brocade clothes looked at Bai Shi’s face and raised his eyebrows and said, “You are—” “Elf Bai Shi!”

  "Orlando Sacredtree's eldest disciple?"

  "donor……"

  "Gongsun Hong!"

  Bai Shi seemed to remember something, his expression changed slightly, and he asked, "Master of the White Tiger Hall of the Iron Court?"

  "That's right!" Gongsun Hong smiled arrogantly.

  The Iron Court is so powerful in the Mystic Realms that its influence has long surpassed that of the nine major sects. He is the eldest disciple of Darius Ironcrown, the master of the Iron Court, so naturally he is also very arrogant.

  Bai Shi asked in a deep voice, "The donor has come from afar..."

  "On the orders of my master, I am to deliver two gifts to the elves and to Orlando Sacredtree!" Gongsun Hong shook his outer cloak, revealing a brocade box in his hand with a big red note on it.

  He called Orlando Sacredtree directly, and everyone was furious. Xie Ping blurted out, "How dare you!"

  Bai Shi turned to the crowd and said, "How can we be so rude when someone brings us gifts?"

  Yu Shi hurriedly explained: "Brother, you don't know, this donor insisted on bringing the sword up the mountain, how could we not stop him?"

  Bai Shi said "Oh", turned to Gongsun Hong and said, "It's the donor's fault."

  Gongsun Hong's eyes fell on the Sword-Removing Rock and asked, "Removing the sword in front of the rock is a rule of the Eldrin Clan?"

  Bai Shi said seriously, "Since the founding of the tribe by the founder Sanfeng, the Eldrin Clan has had this rule."

  Gongsun Hong nodded and suddenly smiled, "Unfortunately, this is just the rule of the Eldrin Clan."

  "When in Rome, follow the local customs; when entering a country, ask about prohibitions."

  “I learned swordplay at the age of seven, killed people with a sword at the age of twelve, and traveled across the Mystic Realms for seventeen years using this sword!” Gongsun Hong pressed the sword between his eyebrows.

  Bai Shi said: "I can see that this is a good sword!"

  Gongsun Hong sneered and said, "For so many years, no one except my master could ask me to keep this sword."

  After a pause, he continued, "This time I am on a mission as an elf, and I am representing the Iron Court, the world's number one court. Everything I bring represents the prestige and dignity of the Iron Court."

  Bai Shi said in a deep voice: "The Eldrin Clan also has the prestige and dignity of the Eldrin Clan."

  "What if I must bring a sword up the mountain?"

  "It's like being an enemy of the entire Eldrin Clan."

  "The Iron Court and the Eldrin Clan have been enemies for three hundred years." Gongsun Hong laughed and said, "Master's orders are hard to disobey. The gifts must be sent to the mountain. As for the sword, I will definitely not leave it behind."

  "Donor, you insist on doing what you want. I have nothing to say." Bai Shi waved his hand and said, "Set up the formation."

  Seven elven wizards flashed out from the side, changing their shapes quickly and surrounding Gongsun Hong in the middle.

  Gongsun Hong's eyes flickered, and he asked, "The Big Dipper Formation of the Eldrin Clan?"

  "That's right!" Bai Shi stepped back.

  Gongsun Hong laughed and brandished his sword, saying, "The sword has no eyes!"

  "Please be careful, donor!" Bai Shi's face was as cold as water.

  As soon as the words fell, a dragon roared, and the swords of the seven elf wizards were unsheathed at the same time!

  The seven elven wizards moved swiftly and in unison. Just by looking at the way they drew their swords, one could tell that they had been trained for a long time and had already reached a tacit understanding.

  Gongsun Hong's eyes turned cold in response, and the disdainful look on his face gradually disappeared.

  The seven elven wizards held the sword in their right hand, raised the sword gesture with their left hand, and their eyes fell on Gongsun Hong's face.

  Their eyes were sharp, and the temples of the seven elven wizards were all bulging. There was no doubt that their magical powers were superb.

  Gongsun Hong glanced around, sneered, and shook his sword with a "whoosh".

  The seven elf wizards all led the sword tactics, and their long swords also swung at the same time, pointing to the right with their shoulders level. The elf wizard in the middle shouted "Amitabha" and continued: "Seven Star Sword Formation, seven swords will be used at the same time, you are the only one, and my fellow Taoist disciples will also attack together."

  "The Seven-Star Sword Formation is famous in the Arcane Dominion. Gongsun Hong has long wanted to learn about it!" As soon as the words fell, Gongsun Hong rushed up with his sword!

  Seven wizards chanted "Amitabha" in unison and displayed their swords.

  With the sound of their sleeves rustling, they each moved forward seven feet and trapped Gongsun Hong in the formation.

  Gongsun Hong only felt the chilling sword energy and the figures flashing before his eyes, and one elf wizard seemed to have turned into seven.

  He roared and shook the sword, a cold light flashed, and one sword turned into eight swords, "Wind and Rain from Eight Directions", slashing out from eight directions!

  Seven sounds of "clang clang clang" of metal clashing were heard, and the seven elven wizards took Gongsun Hong's sword, but Gongsun Hong's sword towards the southeast missed.

  He stood up and headed towards the southeast, but before he could move half a foot, two elven wizards appeared in front of him, stabbing at him with their swords!

  Gongsun Hong swung his sword left and right, blocking the stabbing sword!

  The double swords changed one, two, three times, one change was quicker, and Gongsun Hong took on the remaining two changes and four swords, and his body was forced to return to its original position!

  The two elven wizards did not pursue, their figures crossed and their positions changed in an instant.

  The other five elven wizards also changed their positions at the same time.

  "The Seven Star Sword Formation is indeed worthy of its reputation!" Gongsun Hong held the sword in front of his chest and spun around.

  He looked at the right angle and was about to thrust his sword when a voice came through the air, saying, "The Sect Leader has ordered that the envoy must not be stopped from going up the mountain."

  As soon as the first voice fell, the second voice took over, and the third voice was very close.

  Bai Shi immediately shouted, "Stop!"

  The seven elven wizards paused, and immediately sheathed their swords. Bai Shi then waved his hand and said, "Please, benefactor!"

  "Not fighting anymore?" Gongsun Hong sneered as he pressed his sword.

  "How dare I disobey the Sect Master's orders?"

  Gongsun Hong sheathed his sword and said, "I'll teach you the Seven Star Sword Formation again if I have a chance."

  The seven elven wizards said nothing, and Bai Shi also remained silent. They walked forward to lead the way.