The land beyond the border.
There is only one season, and that is the bitter winter.
The so-called "beyond the heavens," "blessed land outside the world" are nothing but self-deception of the North Que remnants.
The moonlight in the sky, cold and clear, falls on the courtyard, casting a chilling reflection.
A lone figure sits in the courtyard, gazing at the moon in the sky, for a long, long time.
"A parting without words, a moon without sound, the moon has light, and man has feelings. After separation, longing for each other, man is like the moon, reaching the high city through clouds and water."
A voice comes from above: "Venerable Envoy, you're looking at the moon again..."
"What about it?"
The Wuxiang Envoy, sitting in the courtyard, doesn't turn around, but asks calmly.
The newcomer doesn't enter the courtyard either, but sits on the eaves: "As the Venerable Envoy has guessed, Miss's trip didn't bring back the West Chu Sword Immortal, nor the young man with the innate martial veins..."
"The West Chu Sword Immortal, a peerless master at the half-step Shenyou Realm, even if the Sect Leader himself makes a move, might not be his opponent..."
Wuxiang Envoy shakes his head slightly: "Feili, Wufang and Wu Tian, are they still alive?"
"Dead."
Feili laughs lightly: "But the Venerable Envoy is wrong about one thing. It wasn't the West Chu Sword Immortal in Qian Dong City, but the West Chu Ru Xian Gu Chen. He inherited the West Chu Sword Song from Gu Mo..."
"Can Ru Xian Gu Chen kill Wufang and Wu Tian?"
Wuxiang Envoy shows surprise.
It is said that Ru Xian Gu Chen is good at strange and unpredictable techniques, and does not know martial arts.
"He's a young sword immortal with extraordinary talent..."
Feili sighs: "It is said that he reached the Da Xiaoyao Realm at the age of sixteen, a troublesome fellow."
"Just a Tianjing Realm."
Wuxiang Envoy shakes his head, reaches out to catch the falling snowflakes, letting them melt in his hand, saying: "If you can't take that step, you won't be able to influence the situation after all."
Feili hangs his head, understanding what Wuxiang Envoy means.
There are many North Li Sword Immortals, but there is only one Li Changsheng.
Not reaching the Shenyou Realm, you are still mortal.
"Where did that young man with the innate martial veins, Bai Li Dong Jun, go?"
Wuxiang Envoy circulates his Qi, the ice water in his palm instantly vaporizes: "Still in Qian Dong City?"
"Based on my guess, he should be taken away by the academy's envoys, to Tianqi City."
Feili replies.
"Tianqi City."
Wuxiang Envoy says faintly, "It is indeed a place suitable for him. Feili, let Wuzuo Envoy go to Tianqi. No matter what, you must bring Bai Li Dong Jun back!"
"Venerable Envoy, I don't understand. He's just a young man with innate martial veins. Even if he becomes a peerless master, what's the point?"
Feili frowns and asks: "Our Tianwaitian Thirty-Six Sects, we don't lack one or two experts. Why must we bring him back?"
Wuxiang Envoy hesitates for a moment before answering: "Because the Sect Leader's martial art requires a very high level of physical condition. Unless you have innate martial veins, you cannot practice it..."
"You want him to practice the Sect Leader's martial art... Then?"
Feili suddenly realizes.
"Yes!"
Wuxiang Envoy says solemnly: "Once the Sect Leader successfully reaches that level, we North Que will truly have the hope of restoring our country!"
Feili nods heavily, bowing: "I'll go right away!"
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Tianqi City, Jixia Academy.
When Bai Li Dong Jun wakes up, the sun is already high in the sky. He rubs his still aching face, shielding his eyes from the dazzling sunlight outside the window.
"Awake?"
Lei Mengsha sits on a chair by the door, trimming his nails with a small knife.
"It hurts so much."
Bai Li Dong Jun gets out of bed: "I remember being slapped yesterday. It seems like it was Mr. Li?"
"It was him."
Lei Mengsha smiles: "You should understand now why Elder Wen told Ye Brother to stay away from you, right?"
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Bai Li Dong Jun pouts, one is the number one in the world, the other is a Sword Immortal...
Forget it, both are beyond his reach!
"So, am I going to see Mr. Li today?"
"That old man is not someone you can see just because you want to. When he doesn't want to see us, all of us disciples running out won't do any good..."
Lei Mengsha smiles: "When he wants to see us, even if we run to Nanjue, he can still pat our shoulders from behind..."
Hearing that he doesn't have to see that old man, Bai Li Dong Jun feels relieved: "Let's go have some breakfast? How about the Diaolou Xiaozhu? My treat."
"Not good."
Lei Mengsha grabs Bai Li Dong Jun's collar with one hand, laughing coldly: "Yesterday you galloped through Tianqi City. If the old man hadn't knocked you out, you would have been executed on the spot by the patrolling street guards!"
"Kid, you're not a disciple of the academy yet. You better be quiet..."
"I'm not a disciple of the academy yet?"
Bai Li Dong Jun is stunned: "Aren't I Mr. Li's closed disciple?"
"Kid..."
Lei Mengsha pats his shoulder, shaking his head: "Do you think you're Ye Brother? A young sword immortal?"
"You're just a backup candidate found by Old Seven. There are at least eighty, if not a hundred, competing for this position with you. It's just that the academy's little sir is always scheming, so your odds are a little lower."
"By the way, did you bring silver bills?"
"I did."
Bai Li Dong Jun takes out a stack of silver bills with a face value of a thousand taels, his eyes immediately light up: "You want me to bet on myself?"
"What are you thinking?"
Lei Mengsha takes a few bills, chuckling: "I'll go pull some strings for you, and ask what the initial test is."
"Ah?"
Bai Li Dong Jun is stunned: "Who is the examiner?"
"It was supposed to be Liu Yue..."
Lei Mengsha rubs the silver bills, grinning: "But now it might be Ye Brother. Hmm? Eight thousand taels, enough to go to Wanhua Lou once."
"Ye, Ye Brother?"
Looking at Lei Mengsha's back as he leaves, Bai Li Dong Jun is speechless for a while. Shouldn't I be the protagonist?
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On the other side.
Tianqi City, Fengliu Gate.
In the water pavilion of the courtyard, Ye Feng and Luo Xuan sit facing each other, playing Go. Outside the courtyard, a Confucian scholar from Jixia Academy stands respectfully.
"So, Mr. Li wants me, an outsider, to preside over the academy's grand examination?"
Ye Feng takes a sip of tea, amused: "Instead of letting me take the grand examination?"
"Ye Brother, you're joking."
Luo Xuan smiles: "With Ye Brother's cultivation, wouldn't it be a disappointment for other candidates if you took the grand examination?"
"Moreover..."
"If Ye Brother agrees to Mr. Li's request, you will naturally have a teaching position in the outer academy, which wouldn't make you an outsider."
Upon hearing this.
Ye Feng glances at the system.
He's still nearly 100,000 emotion points away from the 'Half-Step Shenyou Realm Breakthrough Pill' that requires a million emotions.
And being the host of the academy's grand examination is undoubtedly a great opportunity to fleece the sheep.
"Since that's the case..."
Ye Feng hesitates for a moment, just about to speak.
"Ye Brother, as long as you agree..."
Lei Mengsha walks quickly, a stack of silver bills in his hand, a confident expression: "Tonight, Wanhua Lou, Zuo Mo pays!"
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Ye Feng: "(⊙▽⊙)?!"
Luo Xuan: "(⊙▽⊙)?!"
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There's an urgent matter at home, so today's missing update will be made up for tomorrow. Sorry, sorry.