Thinking of the Cliff.
Xu Tian cleaned up all the sword marks on the Cliff of Reflection, then sat cross-legged and meditated, quietly recuperating.
After reaching the Spirit Sea Realm, besides his cultivation, his essence, qi, and spirit had also improved a lot.
Now that he had drawn his sword, he was not that tired anymore.
Previously, he could only draw his sword twenty times a day, but now he felt that it should not be a problem for him to draw his sword fifty times.
After resting for a while.
Xu Tian braced himself and stood up again, continuing his path of drawing his sword to become stronger.
"The 210th sword!"
" 220th sword!!"
On the lonely Reflection Cliff, Xu Tian's expression was determined as he worked hard to cultivate.
Ding! Congratulations to the host for drawing the sword 250 times. Reward: Seven Heaven Trampling Steps!
.....
Time flowed like water.
In the blink of an eye, half a month had passed.
As the disciple competition approached, the Long River Sword Sect became more and more lively.
Everyone was working hard to become stronger, wanting to soar into the sky in the sect competition.
Of course, this had nothing to do with Xu Tian.
He worked even harder.
As he broke through to the Spirit Sea Realm, the efficiency of drawing the sword had greatly improved. His cultivation speed had improved by leaps and bounds.
In just fifteen days, he had already broken through to the Second Level of the Divine Sea Realm.
During these 15 days, Reverend Zhao Ming did not come to the Cliff of Reflection. After all, Xu Tian was not his only disciple.
During the sect disciple competition, he had to take this opportunity to consider the other disciples.
Today, Perfected Zhao Ming's only daughter, Zhao Wan 'er, finally ended her confinement and came to the Cliff of Reflection immediately.
"Senior Brother!"
A beautiful and refined girl in yellow arrived at the Cliff of Reflection.
"Senior Brother, this is your favorite mung bean cake. I specially went down the mountain to buy some for you.”
The young girl was about fifteen or sixteen years old. She had a pair of red phoenix eyes. When she smiled, her eyes curved into the shape of a crescent moon. She was quite playful and cute.
"Junior Sister Wan 'er."
Xu Tian nodded. He did not stand on ceremony and picked up a piece of green bean cake to eat.
This body and Zhao Wan 'er had grown up together and had a deep relationship. Even though Xu Tian had transmigrated and met Zhao Wan' er for the first time, he still felt a sense of innate closeness.
Looking at Xu Tian's appearance, Zhao Wan 'er suddenly felt a little sniffled for some reason."Senior Brother, it's all Wan Er's fault. If you hadn't stood up for me, you wouldn't have been locked up in this Cliff of Reflection.”
Xu Tian smiled nonchalantly." Junior Sister, what are you saying? We are as close as siblings. It's too distant to say such things."”
After a pause, Xu Tian continued,"
"Besides, this Reflection Cliff is quiet. I can cultivate here.”
"But... Senior Brother, you've been stripped of your monthly salary of spirit stones. How are you going to cultivate?”
" Senior Brother, you're not talented to begin with," Zhao Wan 'er said worriedly." You're only at Lv 3 Qi Cultivation Realm. Without spirit stones and pills, when will you be able to reach Lv 9 Qi Cultivation Realm and even break through to the Divine Sea?"”
"Senior Brother, how about I give you half of my monthly sect salary in the future?”
Xu Tian could not help but laugh in his heart when he heard that.
This girl, she's only at Lv 6 Qi Cultivation Realm, and she's already complaining about my lack of talent?
I'm already at the second level of the Divine Sea Realm, alright?
Of course, Xu Tian also knew that Zhao Wan 'er did not mean any harm by saying this. He said,""There's no need for that. I have my own plans here.”
Seeing Xu Tian's determined expression, Zhao Wan 'er did not insist."Alright, don't worry, Senior Brother. I'll definitely work hard on my cultivation. Sooner or later, I'll teach that little slut Zhuang Mingzhu a lesson and avenge Senior Brother!”
Zhuang Mingzhu was the Saintess of the Long River Sword Sect.
Zhao Wan 'er gritted her teeth at the mention of this name.
Xu Tian smiled but did not say anything.
If he remembered correctly, Zhuang Mingzhu's cultivation was only at the first level of the Divine Sea Realm, one level lower than his.
Furthermore, he was now the owner of the Supreme Sword Heart. If he wanted to cause trouble for Zhuang Mingzhu, he could do it at any time.
In fact, as long as he left the mountain and revealed his talent and cultivation, he would immediately be valued by the Long River Sword Sect and his status would far exceed Zhuang Mingzhu's.
However, for Xu Tian, there was no need for that.
He believed that as long as he continued to draw his sword, develop in a low-key manner, and secretly accumulate strength, sooner or later, he would be above everyone.
Zhuang Mingzhu and the past.
It was just playing house.
The current Xu Tian's mentality was no longer at this height.
After chatting for a while more, Zhao Wan 'er left.
She wanted to work hard to reach the realm of sword moves in the way of the sword.
.....
Time fell into silence once again.
In the blink of an eye, a month had passed.
Xu Tian finally broke through again and reached the Third Level of the Divine Sea Realm!
This realm was considered outstanding among the younger generation of the East Continent.
However, Xu Tian was not complacent. On the contrary, he worked even harder.
The progress of drawing the sword had reached 370 times!
At the same time, the Long River Sword Sect's disciple competition of the nine peaks finally began!
The entire Long River Sword Sect was bustling with activity.
There were nearly a thousand participants!
In this competition, some people were happy while others were sad.
Some soared into the sky and attracted the attention of the public.
There were also some who lost miserably and ended up with a sad ending.
Among them, the most noteworthy one was the ninth summit where Xu Tian was!
Apart from Zhao Wan 'er and a disciple called Lin Zhen, the rest of the people from the ninth summit were all eliminated in the outermost competition.
.....
At that moment, in the great hall of the ninth summit.
There was complete silence.
Reverend Zhao Ming sat at the head of the table with a desolate expression.
"Master, most of the disciples of our ninth summit have left and chosen to join the other sword peaks.”
Lin Zhen said softly.
Reverend Zhao Ming smiled bitterly when he heard this and said," I understand. It's not their fault. They indeed have no future if they stay in the ninth summit. It's also my fault for not fulfilling my responsibility as a master.”
Zhao Wan 'er gritted her teeth and said,""Father, if you hadn't gone out on a mission ten years ago and fought with the people of the Giant Demon Sect, you wouldn't have allowed them to be so arrogant!”
That's right, there was a reason for the ninth summit's defeat.
The root cause was that Perfected Zhao Ming had suffered serious injuries when he was carrying out a mission for the sect ten years ago.
Moreover, this injury injured his origin. Even the Sword Sect Master was helpless.
Because of this, Perfected Zhao Ming's cultivation couldn't improve at all. Instead, it was declining even more. He needed to spend a lot of time every day to adjust his injuries!
This also caused his status among the nine peak masters to plummet, and the good resources were all taken away by the other eight peaks.
As time passed, the disciples of the ninth summit fell behind the other eight peaks by a large margin!
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