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Shen Mingyu After feeling satisfied from eating, he tidied up his clothes and lazily said, "I'm done eating." Seeing the spotless plate shining on the table, Luo Hongling rolled her eyes and said in a strange tone, "I saw it."
In fact, Shen Mingyu felt a little embarrassed himself. He didn't know why he had such a big appetite since he was young. While others in the mountain cafeteria would eat one portion of rice, he would eat a whole bucket. He even gained a nickname in the mountains, known as "Iron Rice Bucket." He was called this because one time his spoon fell into the bucket, and at that time, he had been practicing martial arts all day and was very hungry. He picked up his personal "Shen" branded bucket and poured it directly into his mouth without realizing that his spoon had also been chewed up and swallowed. This shocked a group of senior brothers who were present. Since then, he had the additional title of "iron" before "rice bucket."
Unfortunately, he eats a lot, but he doesn't look very strong. Ignoring the sword he wears, he looks like a weak scholar. Used to being called "rice bucket" by others, Shen Mingyu doesn't feel embarrassed on the mountain, as they grew up together. But since coming down from the mountain and seeing a group of people surrounding him while eating, even though Shen Mingyu's face looks calm and undisturbed, he still feels somewhat uncomfortable inside. Now being stared at by a girl, no matter how thick-skinned he is, Shen Mingyu can't help but change the subject, "Let me teach you now!"
"Now?" Luo Hongling I heard standing up.
"Yeah."
Outskirts of the city On an empty piece of land.
"Concentrate, keep your eyes on it."
"I would love to keep my eyes on it. But, can you please not throw so many at once, sir?"
Shen Mingyu ignored her and sat in the tree, grabbing another pile of small stones with his right hand and throwing them out. Luo Hongling under the tree had to once again summon ice sleeves in the air to hit the stones with awkward steps.
Several broken stones fell to the ground, and Luo Hongling's face was covered in sweat. She propped up her knees with both hands and said, "I need a break, I can't go on."
Shen Mingyu was a bit disdainful. After only three hours of practice, this person was already shouting that they couldn't go on. He truly felt that most of the disciples in these immortal sects, who grew up in their families, had never really suffered. Their high cultivation was also accumulated through elixirs and family inheritance. Perhaps there were only a few who had achieved their cultivation through their own efforts.
Shen Mingyu immediately wanted to leave, jumped down from the tree, and Luo Hongling grabbed his sleeve, sensing his intention and said in a displeased tone, "You... you have to keep your word, you can't leave."
Shen Mingyu shook off her hand and spoke quietly, "I'm hungry, I'll practice later."
Knowing that he wasn't leaving, Luo Hongling felt relieved. She hadn't learned yet. If this person left, wouldn't she have wasted her efforts?
The two returned to the inn and had another big meal of fish and meat. Shen Mingyu asked, "Why do they call you 'Miss'?" Luo Hongling explained, "This is the industry of the Valley of the Falling Butterflies. In the future, I will be their master."
Shen Mingyu: "One of the seven major sects, the Valley of the Falling Butterflies, still needs an industry?"
"Which family doesn't have some industry? Otherwise, how can the entire sect operate? Relying on exorcising those mortals in the human world? Or pretending to be a deity to make some money? With just that money, I'm afraid in less than three days, I'll have to close the gates of our Valley of the Falling Butterflies! Who can afford it! Hmph!"
Shen Mingyu thought of the thatched wooden house on his mountain, the cave walls, and the hard-to-swallow food in the cafeteria. He secretly resolved that this time when he goes out to train, he must engage in some side business, not for any other reason, just to improve the living conditions of his brothers in the mountains.
"However, when it comes to it, our seven major sects can't compare to the disciples of the Kunlun Snow Mountain. They all wear school uniforms made of snow silkworms, and most of the disciples they recruit come from wealthy families in the mortal world. There are also quite a few from the imperial family and aristocracy. Throughout the millennia, they have always been at the forefront of the world's sects."
At this point, Shen Mingyu suddenly spoke up, "Do you know about Jing sect?"
" Jing sect? What's that? I've never heard of it. Do you know about it?"
Shen Mingyu had already guessed, but it still hurt. It turned out that no one had heard of this name. He immediately said, "It's nothing, just asking casually."
In his heart, he was determined once again to make this name resound throughout the world.
Before Luo Hongling could ask anything else, Shen Mingyu pulled the limp Luo Hongling out to practice. Under the cover of a waning moon, Luo Hongling looked lifeless, and his own arms were almost useless.
I thought that a young lady like Luo Hongling was just all talk, and Shen Mingyu didn't take it seriously. But I didn't expect that she would really persevere. Shen Mingyu underestimated her. How could the chosen heir of the seven major sects be too weak?
Half a month later, Luo Hongling finally completed her training. She looked at Shen Mingyu, who she had "supported" for over half a month, and hadn't gained an ounce of weight despite almost eating her yearly allowance, and bid him a polite "goodbye."
Shen Mingyu held a long sword and clasped his hands together, "Well, farewell, Jianghu."
Not long after walking away, while still pondering how to incorporate the new moves I've learned into the ice sleeves, the communication stone of Luo Hongling suddenly lit up, with an additional red rune. I don't know whose it is, but I'm afraid it's that idiot who "sold off" his communication stone again. A group of dog men just want to add my communication stone. Hmph!
Here, Shen Mingyu left Shuzhou and initially started on the right path. However, as he continued, he found himself on a road that led to an unknown direction, gradually losing his way. Looking at the map he had just bought from a grocery store, Shen Mingyu carefully examined it and thought, "I should go this way!"
So, after a journey of five days and five nights, which was supposed to take only four hours, Shen Mingyu finally arrived at Danzhou. This time, he had three tasks upon descending the mountain. First, he needed to find a weapon in the Danzhou Fairy Pavilion, his destined sword. Second, he aimed to achieve a top-four ranking in the Wandering Competition. As for the third task, Shen Mingyu decided to leave it for later, as it seemed quite challenging.
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