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"Before coming here, I never expected that you from Qingyun Peak would take first place. However, I admire your swordsmanship and hope we have the chance to spar again in the future," Liu Wuyun sighed.
"I would be more than happy to. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future," Ren Pingsheng simply smiled. He was not particularly surprised to have won first place; that was not his original goal. Of course, he had no objections to casually claiming the title of first in Wufeng.
The competitions among the other four continued. Ren Pingsheng won all four matches, making him the undisputed first place. They still needed to compete a few more times among themselves to determine the final rankings.
Ren Pingsheng sat below, enjoying their matches. In his view, Fei Hou's strength was slightly superior. As expected, Fei Hou from Lingyun Peak won two consecutive matches and secured second place. Liu Wuyun from Liuyun Peak took third place, Kong Zhan from Wangyun Peak came in fourth, while Wei Ziqi from Cangyun Peak finished fifth.
The rankings for Wufeng were announced, bringing mixed feelings among the participants. However, the results surprised everyone; as Liu Wuyun had said earlier, no one would have thought that Qingyun Peak would end up taking first place. Sometimes, things are just that miraculous.
At this moment, Ren Pingsheng solidified his unshakeable position at Qingyun Peak, erasing any lingering memories of previous top disciples from their minds.
They developed a fondness for this ordinary-looking yet calm brother whose swordsmanship was extraordinary and somewhat mysterious. At the same time, they silently resolved to guard the title of first in Wufeng diligently.
"Congratulations, Junior Brother Ren! We will see you at the outer sect in half a month," Fei Hou said with a beaming smile.
"Haha, by then we will have learned new techniques and should have another good match," Kong Zhan said as he rubbed his bald head, already thinking about the next challenge—truly living up to his title as a battle fanatic.
"The outer sect disciples are just getting started; we will definitely surpass you in the end," Wei Ziqi and Liu Wuyun chimed in eagerly.
"Well then, let's meet at the outer sect; there will be plenty of chances to spar," Ren Pingsheng replied with a light smile, showing no concern for their challenges.
Ultimately, this Wufeng Grand Competition came to a close amidst the lively atmosphere at Qingyun Peak. Everyone was discussing today's matches and how Ren Pingsheng had displayed remarkable prowess. When they reached an exciting point in their conversation, their expressions lit up with enthusiasm, making those who missed the competition lament their misfortune.
The main character of their discussions, Ren Pingsheng, was now in the front hall of his room, pondering something while holding his fine iron sword. Occasionally swinging it a few times, he wore a look of realization. He was summarizing the gains and losses from today's competition while considering how to integrate the essence of Ruyun Sword Technique into Feiling Sword Technique.
"No, I still can't fully integrate them; it seems my comprehension isn't sufficient yet. I should focus on perfecting Feiling Sword Technique first. Although I used the later killing moves today, I clearly wasn't proficient enough; there's still much room for improvement," Ren Pingsheng decided to set aside other thoughts and directly practice Feiling Sword Technique.
The first six moves were not difficult at all; he had already perfected them long ago. When executed, they flowed like water and were pleasing to behold.
After practicing several times, he suddenly changed his sword stance and unleashed 'Feiling Illusion.' The hazy sword light spread out—both real and illusory—making it hard for anyone to discern truth from illusion.
Then a flash of Ghostly Light appeared as a beam of sword light sliced through the air. 'Feiling Flash' and 'Feiling Slash' followed one after another.
Thus, he continuously alternated between these last three killing moves until he gradually became more proficient with them, increasing his speed in actual combat even further.
"Ha..." Feeling the spiritual energy within him completely depleted, Ren Pingsheng stopped his cultivation. "This ultimate move can only be used three times at most before my spiritual energy runs out. It seems I need to be more careful in the future. Otherwise, if I encounter an enemy and am not cautious, I might find myself in danger."
He calmed himself down and began practicing the Ancient Lan Divine Art's Qi Refining technique, repeatedly absorbing the surrounding spiritual energy. After more than an hour, Ren Pingsheng picked up the fine iron sword again and practiced the Flying Spirit Sword Technique as if he were tireless. The results were quite gratifying; he had fully mastered the last three ultimate moves, and both the speed and power of his execution had doubled.
"Brother Ren, I've broken through! I've finally reached the fourth layer of Qi Refining!" A few days later, after completing some chores for the sect, Ren Pingsheng heard Chu Xiao's wailing voice.
"Oh, breaking through is a good thing. Congratulations," Ren Pingsheng replied nonchalantly.
"What kind of attitude is that? Jealous? No way! You actually could be jealous? That shouldn't be! Oh, I know! You're jealous because I'm more handsome than you, right? Don't be sad; it's just a matter of innate conditions. There's nothing to be done about it; who told me I was so good-looking?" Chu Xiao said with a smug expression that seemed to invite a beating.
Ren Pingsheng naturally couldn't be bothered to argue with him and turned to head back to his room.
"Hey, don't go! It's not easy to see you once; keep me company for a chat. I've been so focused on breaking through these past few days that I've been bored to death. By the way, did you know that you're quite famous among the registered disciples now? Many disciples admire you greatly."
"Famous? Really? Whatever, as long as it doesn't cause any trouble," Ren Pingsheng said with some annoyance as he rubbed his forehead. He was completely immersed in his cultivation and had no interest in other matters.
"There are also quite a few female disciples who... ah ha..." Chu Xiao had a knowing look on his face and smiled mischievously.
"I'm not interested; however, I think they would be more interested in you, the handsome guy."
"Really? I think I'm pretty handsome too. You have good taste. It seems I'll have to be a bit reserved when facing those female disciples from now on. Yes, reserved."
Ren Pingsheng looked at this guy who was happily talking to himself and couldn't help but feel speechless. This guy had decent talent but didn't put his heart into cultivation; otherwise, he wouldn't have taken so long to break through. Not wanting to think too much about it, he went straight back to his room to cultivate.
"Alright! I've finally broken through to the first layer of the Nine Transformations Body Refinement Technique!" Ren Pingsheng exclaimed joyfully as he jumped out of the waterfall. It had taken him ten days of enduring hardships to achieve this breakthrough. At this moment, he suddenly felt an urge to cry.
After getting dressed, Ren Pingsheng glanced at the waterfall above the pool, which continued to cascade down, unsure of what to say. The waterfall no longer had a significant effect on him; unless he could persist for a year or half a year, there would be no noticeable improvement. However, he didn't have that much time to waste here.
"In two days, I'll become an outer disciple; there will be many things to do then." Ren Pingsheng took a few deep breaths and then drew his fine iron sword, practicing the Flying Spirit Sword Technique. Now that he had mastered this sword technique, its power had greatly increased.
"Flying Spirit Flash!" A streak of Ghostly Light flashed by and pierced through a nearby tree where two people were embracing each other. With a flick of his wrist, he executed "Flying Spirit Slash," cutting another identical tree cleanly in half.
"The power is indeed impressive! A low-level yellow-grade sword technique has such strength; I wonder how powerful mid-level and high-level sword techniques are!" Ren Pingsheng thought as he felt an unexpected anticipation for life as an outer disciple.
"Little one, I'm heading back now; stay well." Ren Pingsheng ruffled Little White Fox's head with a smile. This little creature had just woken up after five days of sleep but seemed unchanged except for appearing more spirited.
"Aw..." Little White Fox shook its head in dissatisfaction as if it cared deeply about its hairstyle and disliked being patted around.
Ren Pingsheng shook his head with a smile and went back. Today was his last day doing miscellaneous tasks for the sect. For the two days leading up to becoming an Outer Sect Disciple, the tasks would automatically end. The day after tomorrow would be the day he became an Outer Sect Disciple, so after today, he would have more time to cultivate.
"Alright, those who have reached the fourth level of Qi Refinement Stage, a total of forty-eight people. From today onwards, you will officially become Outer Sect Disciples of our sect. I hope you will not become complacent, continue to work hard, and contribute your strength to the sect," an Outer Sect Elder encouraged them with a few words before leading them to Canglan Main Peak.
At Bai Shi Tang, he received the blue robe of an Outer Sect Disciple, then exchanged his identity token and obtained a fine steel sword, officially becoming a member of the Outer Sect Disciples.
The treatment of Outer Sect Disciples was incomparable to that of Registered Disciples. Not only did no one have their own small courtyard of hundreds of square feet, but they could also receive a Qi Gathering Pill every three months.
The Qi Gathering Pill was a low-grade Yellow Rank pill effective for those at the Qi Refinement Stage. After taking it, it could quickly gather vast amounts of Spiritual Energy within the body, greatly benefiting disciples in breaking through their Meridians, especially enhancing the effect during the final breakthrough.
This was undoubtedly good news for those who had just become Outer Sect Disciples. Once entering the fourth level of Qi Refinement Stage, cultivation became much more difficult; it would take several times longer to open a Meridian compared to before. The time required ranged from one to two months, depending on the individual. With the help of pills, it would save a lot of time.
"Not bad, I can practice swordsmanship directly in the courtyard from now on." Ren Pingsheng looked at the small courtyard in front of him; it was similar to the one where Registered Disciples lived before, but now he had it all to himself. With over five hundred square feet of space, it was certainly enough.
After placing his belongings in the Hall, Ren Pingsheng sat down quietly. He took out a Sword Technique book, which was the Slashing Mountain Sword Technique that he had only learned the first six moves of previously. As for the Flying Spirit Sword Technique he had studied before, he did not retrieve it again.
"This Sword Technique is also a low-grade Yellow Rank Sword Technique. Next, I should see if there are any mid-grade Yellow Rank Sword Techniques available for learning. Since I've become an Outer Sect Disciple, I can choose one Sword Technique and one Movement Technique from the second floor of the Library, as well as one cultivation method."
However, these cultivation manuals could only be studied individually and could not be shared with others; otherwise, there would be penalties from the sect. The lightest punishment would be confinement, while severe cases could lead to losing one's cultivation. Therefore, no one dared to take such a big risk and engage in such irrational behavior.
"Alright then, I'll do that. Tomorrow I'll go to the Library and learn everything I need to learn. I suppose I won't be turned away at the door now!" Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but smile knowingly as he recalled his experiences as a Registered Disciple.
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