(This chapter has been modified, but the content is purely a normal sparring session. Please do not make malicious associations. The protagonist's natal weapon is the Fallen Dragon Spear, obtained in Chapter 200, which can be verified in previous chapters. It has never implied any rule-violating content, nor is it fabricated out of thin air. Please do not make things difficult.)
Getting back to the point.
Su Ji looked at the high-spirited little fox in front of him.
For a moment, he actually couldn't quite tell what the soul-stirring expression on her cold and elegant face meant.
Whether it was because of the friendly sparring between senior brother and junior sister just now, or because of that little unknown competitiveness deep within her heart.
Before he had the chance to tease her a bit.
He noticed that Su Jiu suddenly restrained the sparring aura around her body.
Her skin, glistening even more with a few beads of sweat, was casually wiped by her slender fingers, spreading the moisture evenly. Under the faint glow emitted by the courtyard's formation, it reflected varying shades of luster.
This appearance, falling into Su Ji's eyes, meant that his defeat in the first round was an honorable one.
At the very least, the other party was sweating profusely, so it could only be considered a narrow defeat.
Su Jiu's breathing was slightly erratic, and those clear fox-like eyes stared intently at Su Ji.
Senior Brother.
Hmm?
Su Jiu did not answer immediately but slowly stepped forward and walked a circle around Su Ji.
Her eyes ultimately landed on the Fallen Dragon Spear with its dragon scale patterns.
Senior Brother, this artifact of yours... She suddenly stopped in her tracks, her brows slightly furrowed. There is a bit of a problem.
A problem? Su Ji raised his eyebrows and looked down at the Fallen Dragon Spear in his hand.
This was the essence of the big shot Hui Xing's natal artifact, combined with her dragon saliva and natal essence blood, personally forged into a divine weapon. What problem could it possibly have?
Senior Brother's spearmanship is too overbearing. Su Jiu's expression turned serious. And the spiritual energy from Senior Brother's cultivation method also follows a path of extreme firmness and fierceness, which brings out the best in this Fallen Dragon Spear.
But... She changed the subject, extending a slender jade-like finger and tapping the middle of the Fallen Dragon Spear's shaft.
That which is too rigid easily breaks.
Your spiritual energy is too wild, and this Fallen Dragon Spear itself is formed from an immemorial fierce dragon. When the two collide, not only do they fail to blend perfectly, but they actually form many congested nodes inside the spear.
Su Jiu withdrew her finger, a trace of imperceptible slyness flashing in her clear eyes.
During the first round just now, I noticed it. Senior Brother's seemingly indomitable moves had a few imperceptible pauses, and the conduction of power was not smooth.
So, you didn't lose to me. Su Jiu's chin tilted up slightly, her face carrying a bit of smugness. You lost to yourself.
Hearing this, Su Ji was stunned for a moment.
He carefully recalled the battle just now, and it seemed... there was indeed some truth to it.
Several times, he felt as if he was stuck by something, causing flaws in the transition of his spear techniques. This was what allowed Su Jiu to seize the opportunity and suppress him with her exquisite footwork.
He originally thought it was because he hadn't fought in a long time and his spearmanship had grown rusty.
Looking at it now, could it actually be a problem with the Fallen Dragon Spear itself?
Then what should I do? Su Ji humbly asked for advice.
He couldn't possibly melt the spear down and reforge it, could he?
Hui Xing was not here.
Su Jiu looked at his rarely serious appearance, and a beautiful curve formed at the corners of her lips.
She knew that when it came to serious matters, this guy was still reliable.
I... I might have a way. Su Jiu's voice was a bit lower than before.
My Nine-Tailed Heavenly Fox clan has a secret art. It can use my own bloodline spiritual energy as a guide to resonate with magical artifacts and divine weapons, sorting out the spiritual energy meridians inside them and adjusting them to the most perfect state.
As Su Jiu spoke up to this point, her voice grew softer and softer, and her gaze began to drift.
It's just that... executing this secret art is a bit...
How special is it?
Su Jiu did not answer, but silently stepped forward.
After reaching a certain distance from Su Ji, she slowly crouched down.
Her moon-white palace dress suddenly spread out like a blooming lotus flower.
transmigrates into the world as the sect master of the Heavenly Yan Sect, which is on the verge of being wiped out. He binds a system that grants him cultivation power based on the number of disciples he has: for each disciple, he automatically gains a year's worth of cultivation every single day! Take one disciple: every day he gains 1 year of cultivation power. While others struggle through a year of bitter training, he gets the same just by sleeping through a single night. Take ten disciples: every day he gains 10 years of cultivation power. Foundation Establishment, Core Formation, Nascent Soul—he breezes through all bottlenecks without lifting a finger. Take one hundred disciples: every day he gains 100 years of cultivation power. Even a Soul Transformation Venerable before him can’t survive a single blow. Take ten thousand disciples: every day he gains 10,000 years of cultivation power! With a wave of his hand, he topples empires. With a single step, he crushes the sacred grounds of the universe. ... While others fight tooth and nail for secret techniques, Lin Yan casually hands out Nascent Soul-level cultivation manuals as beginner textbooks. While others strain to find talented recruits, Lin Yan opens his doors to anyone—so long as they’re human. In just three short years, the Heavenly Yan Sect went from a backwater sect made up of three crumbling huts to a sacred land that every cultivator under heaven would kill to enter. ... One day, otherworldly demon gods invade, with a million demon soldiers pressing down upon the realm. Lin Yan, yawning, rises from his lounge chair and glances at the system panel: [Current Disciples: 1.28 million] [Daily Cultivation Increase: 1.28 million years] He waves his hand casually, and the countless demon soldiers are reduced to ashes in an instant. “So noisy… interrupting my fishing.”
【Prologue: The Beginning of It All – Use holy water to heal the saintess tainted by demonic energy, then converse with her.】 Shen Nian stared at his older sister sipping yogurt, lost in thought. So you’re telling me my sister is the saintess, and yogurt is the holy water? 【Main Quest 1: Brave Youth, Become an Adventurer! Reward: Rookie Adventurer Title.】 【Side Quest 1: Find the Adorable Kitty! Reward: 1000 Gold Coins.】 Shen Nian: "Wait, I’m a high school senior here—did some guy who got isekai’d accidentally bind his system to me?" Hold on, completing quests gives gold rewards? Titles even boost stats? Is this for real? (A lighthearted, absurd campus comedy—not a revenge power fantasy.)
lan, the Luo family, tracked him down - along with the babies in their arms. Mo Xuan stared pensively at the paternity test results from over a dozen top institutions, both domestic and international, showing a 99.99% match between himself and the two baby girls. At 23, Mo Xuan, a doctoral student, had become the father of two three-year-old children. The kicker? The mothers weren't even the same person! He gradually realized he was being lured step by step into an elaborate trap designed by these two yandere sisters. "Be good, little Xuan. Sister's life belongs to you entirely." "Brother, if you try to run away, I'll have no choice but to tie you up." Mo Xuan: "Do whatever you want, ladies. I give up."
ose... to cooperate with the protagonist! Shen Yuan: I have a system! Protagonist: What? System: Holy crap, you're just spilling it out like that? Shen Yuan: Let's team up, we'll split the system rewards! Protagonist: Fifty-fifty split? Shen Yuan: No way! Protagonist: What!? I'm the one getting beaten up, and I don't get half? Shen Yuan: Forty-sixty split, I get forty, you get sixty! Protagonist: Deal! Big brother, come on, hit me! As long as it doesn't kill me, beat me like you mean it! Shen Yuan: Don't worry... I will definitely protect all of you! No one but me can lay a finger on you! Guard our Heaven's Chosen Ones! I'm the only one allowed to bully them!
