66: Chapter 32 A Glimpse of Skill_3 66: Chapter 32 A Glimpse of Skill_3 The elders responded in unison:
“The Vice Sect Leader’s magnanimity is indeed broad!”
“The Vice Sect Leader is right, we should focus on the bigger picture.
We don’t approve of Li Dazhi, but let’s just wait for him to slip up later on.”
Elder Bi said, “Enough, I might as well retreat to meditate, lest I obstruct everyone’s view.”
Having said this, he stood up and left.
Priest Moyi watched Elder Bi’s departing figure with a meaningful look, a flicker of light crossed his eyes, and he continued to chat about the Way with the fellow immortals around him as if nothing had happened.
It was early morning.
Li Ping’an was practicing in the woods near his cave dwelling early in the morning, waiting for Ningning Mu to arrive.
He had changed into a brand new disciple robe, his long hair simply tied up, continuing to refine the long spear in his hands.
The power of the Primordial Soul meticulously nourished every inch of the long spear’s material, and Li Ping’an, in a daze, really felt that the spear possessed an extremely faint spirit, able to respond to his call.
However, when he focused his senses, he realized it was just an illusion.
Spiritual Treasures aren’t so easily nurtured.
When his Spiritual Sense captured the silhouette of someone flying on a sword, Li Ping’an stopped his refining and stood up, waiting for her to land.
Uncle sent a message yesterday, asking me to come over at this time!”
Li Ping’an looked at Ningning Mu’s lovely face, noticing the fatigue she couldn’t hide between her brows, and so he comforted her in a warm voice:
“Don’t put too much pressure on yourself, in this inner sect competition, we disciples who have just begun our apprenticeship have no advantage at all.
A young female cultivator of the Condensed Light Realm, who couldn’t rest well all night worrying about ‘what brother wants me for’, was taken aback by his words and then decisively nodded, reluctantly saying:
“Yeah, the pressure on us is simply too great!”
“Not to worry, see what I’ve prepared for you.”
Li Ping’an shook his head with a smile, flicked his right hand to the side, and five streaks of light shot out, transforming into five ‘wooden stakes’ landing nearby.
“This is a set of magical artifacts I’ve prepared for you.”
Li Ping’an smiled and said, “These five stakes are a set called the ‘Swallow Evading Stakes.’ You should refine them a little, and I’ll teach you how to use them.
It’s very easy to learn.”
Ningning Mu’s peach blossom eyes shone brightly.
Without questioning the value of such treasures, she earnestly began to refine them and soon started to practice in the woods.
This set of magical artifacts greatly enhanced the abilities of Ningning Mu, who was skilled with the sword.
Its function was simple: it allowed the user to move very quickly between the five treasure stakes, which were equipped with dozens of changing formations.
After a bit of practice, Ningning Mu had already mastered the essentials.
She was like a lively swallow, shuttling back and forth between the rapidly moving treasure stakes.
Li Ping’an laughed and said, “I’ll give you two hours to get familiar with this magical artifact, and then we’ll practice together in two hours.”
Ningning Mu, raring to go, had her competitive spirit aroused.
Qing Su’s figure quietly appeared at the top of the trees, not disturbing the two disciples’ spar.
Li Ping’an lunged forward with his spear in one hand;
Ningning Mu fully activated the Swallow Evading Stakes, with the five treasure stakes rotating at high speed, as she moved among them, her longsword producing streaks of sword energy at a high speed, with rapid and complex changes, dazzling the onlookers.
The sound of mana colliding was incessant.
Li Ping’an intentionally fed her moves, Ningning Mu was completely engrossed in the practice.
The shadows of the spear, the light of the sword, and the afterimages of the Five Elements Escaping Stakes reflected off one another, and the woods were filled with clear, hearty laughter.
After a sweaty bout, Ningning Mu stopped using the Swallow Evading Stakes.
There was a moment of dizziness, and the figure of Brother Ping’an turned into that of a fellow sect sister with a pale face.
The latter sighed, saluted Ningning Mu, and turned to fall towards the ground.
Ningning Mu quickly jumped down from the Swallow Evading Stakes and saluted the sect sister.
The sound of a bronze gong rang out, followed by the shouts of an external sect officer:
“Caiyun Peak, Ningning Mu wins!”
Applause and cheers erupted all around.
Ningning Mu pursed her lips into a light smile, scanning the crowd, she found Li Ping’an standing in a corner and vigorously waved to him.
On the day of the big competition, she had achieved a victorious start.