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"Is that you, Lin Shixiong? How did you get here?" Ren Pingsheng asked with some confusion upon opening the door. He wasn't very familiar with this so-called Lin Shixiong; they had only briefly introduced themselves when they first met.
Lin Lun was a disciple of the Azure Wind Sword Sect, two batches ahead of Ren Pingsheng, and had been at the Great Chu Academy for over a year now. He was currently a High-Level Warrior with average talent.
"Ah, I apologize for disturbing you so late. I'm here to discuss something with Ren Shidi," Lin Lun said with a smile as he walked in and took a seat, his face beaming.
"Oh, what is it, Lin Shixiong? If there's anything I can help with, just let me know."
"Ah, just hearing that from Ren Shidi is enough for me. I recently returned from a mission and heard that Ren Shidi displayed great prowess by giving Wu Yang from the Tiger Howl Sect quite a beating."
"Haha, it was just luck!" Ren Pingsheng modestly replied, though he was pondering Lin Lun's true intentions for visiting him.
"Ren Shidi's strength is well recognized. By the way, I heard you earned a thousand points during that encounter. Those points are quite valuable; I wonder if you've used them yet?" Although Lin Lun's expression was calm, the flickering light in his eyes betrayed his eagerness.
Ren Pingsheng immediately understood Lin Lun's purpose for coming here; he was after his points. He quickly devised a response. "Haha, I still have those points. However, I was planning to exchange them for some techniques soon. Do you have any recommendations, Lin Shixiong?"
"Cough... Ren Shidi, actually I'm here to borrow some points from you. You see, as a martial artist who has just entered the Academy like yourself, there's no rush to exchange for techniques right away. You should focus on mastering your Sword Technique first. I have several Mystic Level Sword Techniques here that you can practice with. However, I hope you can lend me a thousand points. I'll return them in three months; by then, not only will you not lose anything, but you'll also have learned a few Sword Techniques. What do you think?"
"Lin Shixiong, this puts me in a difficult position. After all, I've been at the Academy for almost three months now. If I don’t start learning techniques soon, I'll definitely fall behind others," Ren Pingsheng said with an expression of concern.
"Do you really think Brother Shi would deceive you? You must understand that techniques are easier to learn than Sword Techniques. Once you've mastered your Sword Techniques to a high level and then start practicing techniques, even if you're slightly slower than others, your strength won't lag behind."
"Lin Shixiong, I'm really sorry; perhaps you should look for someone else. I truly need this thousand points," Ren Pingsheng said helplessly as he declined. He had already arranged his training schedule and didn't want it disrupted by other reasons. For him, this was the perfect time to enhance his cultivation.
"You..." Lin Lun's face looked somewhat unpleasant, and then he spoke in a harsh tone, "Very well, I hope you won't regret it. I, Lin Lun, have never failed to obtain what I want. Don't think that defeating a Mid-Level Warrior makes you arrogant; I will make you obediently deliver it to me. Take care of yourself!"
"Heh heh, no need to see me off!" He smiled lightly, but his eyes were filled with coldness. This Lin Lun really was something; if soft tactics didn't work, he resorted to hard ones. Naturally, he wouldn't show any good face to someone like that. As for threats, he was least afraid of them.
"Hmph!" Lin Lun flashed out the door; it seemed he couldn't bear to stay here any longer.
"I hope you know your place and don't come to provoke me. Otherwise, even if you are a disciple of the Azure Wind Sword Sect, I wouldn't hesitate to kill you," Ren Pingsheng muttered softly to himself, recalling those disciples of the Azure Wind Sword Sect who had died at his hands. They had never been a constraint for him. As long as someone dared to threaten him, he would dare to kill!
After closing the door, Ren Pingsheng closed his eyes and continued his cultivation; the earlier incident had no effect on him whatsoever.
The following days were very calm, with nothing much happening. Chu Xiao visited twice, but they only chatted and didn't go out again. Chu Xiao also began to obediently cultivate.
"It's about time for cultivation to wrap up; today I'll go check out the Puppet Illusion Array and hone my Sword Technique," Ren Pingsheng said as he finished his training and let out a deep breath while leaving the room.
The Puppet Illusion Array was used by warriors at the Academy to refine their Sword Technique, consisting of nine levels. Each level had countless Puppets that continuously attacked you. Warriors within could use unlimited True Qi; as long as they didn't die and their spirit held up, they could stay inside for as long as they wanted to cultivate.
Ren Pingsheng soon arrived at the Puppet Illusion Array, or rather the Puppet Tower. This was a favorite spot for many outer court warriors. At least dozens of people were gathered here, pointing and discussing something.
"I wonder how far Brother Bai can get this time? I'm really looking forward to it!"
"Last time he reached the seventh level; if he goes further this time and reaches the eighth level, that would be terrifying," one warrior exclaimed with an expectant look.
"Yes! So far in our outer court, only a handful have made it to the eighth level. It's been thousands of years since anyone has entered the Ninth Layer."
"Indeed! Ah, look! Brother Bai has reached the eighth level; it's truly incredible! It's only been two months, and his strength has improved so much!" The surrounding warriors exclaimed in astonishment.
Ren Pingsheng looked at the eighth level of Puppet Tower, which had just lit up, and was somewhat surprised. He wondered who this so-called Brother Bai was, possessing such strength. Even a Perfected State warrior would find it extremely difficult to break into the eighth level.
He had heard Feng Yi mention before that a typical Perfected State warrior would be considered outstanding if they could reach the seventh level. Many only dared to think about the eighth level; they had tried numerous times but eventually gave up after failing dozens of times, focusing instead on their own breakthroughs.
After about a dozen breaths, the light of the eighth level dimmed and then went out completely. It seemed that the eighth level was indeed much more challenging, as it had only lasted for such a short time before failing.
"Brother Bai is coming out!" the surrounding warriors exclaimed.
A man with a cold expression, dressed in white robes, slowly walked out from Puppet Tower. His face showed no signs of emotion; he merely glanced at the crowd before leaving directly.
"So his name is Bai Mu. To reach the eighth level of Puppet Tower with High-Level Warrior cultivation, he truly is an impressive individual," Ren Pingsheng thought as he glanced at the stone tablet at the entrance of Puppet Tower, where Bai Mu's name had just appeared. His eyes sparkled as he looked at Bai Mu, who had already walked far away, feeling a surge of excitement. Such a genius could serve as a worthy opponent.
Soon, many others left as well; quite a few had come specifically to watch Bai Mu challenge Puppet Tower. After all, for many people, improving their strength was a slow process. Many had only recently attempted it themselves and would not waste more time inside.
After about half an hour, it was Ren Pingsheng's turn. He flashed to the entrance and took a look at the towering nine levels of Puppet Tower and the names on the ranking stone tablet. Taking a deep breath, he stepped inside.
In an instant, he found himself in a vast space. It was empty with not a single person in sight.
"This is indeed the interior of Puppet Tower; it's truly remarkable," he thought as he surveyed his surroundings, unable to comprehend what secrets this space held that allowed one to possess infinite True Qi and continue battling indefinitely. If such an ability existed in reality, it would be terrifying.
Before he could ponder further, countless figures appeared in the space. Looking over, there were exactly one hundred people—all low-level warriors.
"Wow! One hundred low-level warriors; this will certainly test me. By this calculation, the seventh level should have seven hundred people, and the eighth level should have eight hundred. Bai Mu's strength is indeed frightening!" Ren Pingsheng couldn't help but be astonished and grew increasingly interested in this individual.
"Alright, let's battle well below and sharpen my Sword Technique." He looked at the one hundred low-level warriors' puppets with confidence and drew his sword to charge forward.
The hundred low-level Warriors, known as Puppets, had ordinary strength, but their numbers provided an advantage. For a moment, Ren Pingsheng found himself somewhat flustered. He relied entirely on the Movement Technique to dodge left and right while seeking opportunities to strike. With each sword strike, a Puppet fell. Without the need to worry about the consumption of true energy, he wielded his sword without any hesitation.
Among the dozens of Puppets, a figure moved like a ghost, the light of his sword flashing continuously. Puppets kept falling. Occasionally, he would become disordered and take a few hits. However, he managed to resolve all the crises.
"It feels like I'm honing my Movement Technique," Ren Pingsheng thought, somewhat speechless. Nevertheless, his gaze remained focused; the azure light of his sword surged, creating numerous illusions as the sword energy crisscrossed.
After a moment, seventy of the one hundred Puppets remained. Half an hour later, only twenty were left. The pressure had decreased significantly. At this point, Ren Pingsheng could calmly engage in back-and-forth combat with these Puppets, unlike before when he was tense and worried about making mistakes.
"The Thirteen Swords of the Gale are now perfected; combined with the Artistic Conception of Wind, its power is self-evident. Next, I need to focus on the Golden Killing Sword Technique. This is an advanced sword technique that requires considerable effort to master completely," Ren Pingsheng said as he distanced himself and shifted his sword stance into a new technique.
The Golden Killing Sword Technique is metallic in nature. Ren Pingsheng had previously encountered metallic techniques and had gained considerable insights from practicing the Metal Edge Sword Technique. This time, he adapted quickly to the metallic sword techniques; however, since this was an advanced mysterious-level technique, it required more time to master.
Each strike of the Golden Killing Sword Technique showcased its metallic sharpness to the fullest extent. Every slash left clear traces in the air. Ren Pingsheng believed that if he mastered it completely and improved his strength further, even tearing through the void would not be difficult.
"Slash!" Ren Pingsheng turned his sword, unleashing a golden sword energy that cleaved a Puppet in two. This technique was not only unmatched in sharpness but also incredibly fast.
"Kill! Kill..." he shouted repeatedly as his figure flickered. Wherever he passed, Puppets were torn apart into four or five pieces; none remained intact. If they were real people, it would have been utterly bloody. This was the terrifying aspect of the Golden Killing Sword Technique—its sharpness was unstoppable.
The last long golden sword energy shattered the remaining three Puppets. Only then did Ren Pingsheng quietly sheathe his sword and close his eyes to savor what seemed like significant gains.
"Ah... Next is the second level; I hope to refine the Golden Killing Sword Technique to perfection." After a few moments, he opened his eyes and stepped onto the passage leading to the second level.
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