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Jixia Academy, since the ancient era, was created by the combined power of the Human Clan's sages. At times, there would be a war between the Human Clan and the Hundred Clans. Due to the fact that many sages felt that their Human Clan was too weak when compared to other races, they created this academy that was renowned for its history, in order to guide their Human Clan in cultivation and strengthen themselves. However, after being baptized by time, although the Human Clan became more and more tyrannical, the academy gradually declined. Following the disappearance of the Imperial Equipment s that were the treasures of the palace, Jixia Academy gradually lost the glory that it was supposed to have.

Hong Ling walked around the Academy, but discovered that the cultivation levels of the people wandering around were actually not high. Most of these people were in the Essence Refinement into Qi, a few were in the Qi Refinement into Spirit, but all of them were in the early stages, so no one had reached above the middle stage of the Qi Refinement into Spirit. Qingyao was the Great Perfection of the Qi Refinement into Spirit, on par with Hong Ling. However, Hong Ling did not know how strong her specific talent was, but in Hong Ling's senses, he believed that Qingyao had at least broken through the ninth level of World Barrier. Because the purity of Qingyao's Authentic Qi was simply too strong, far beyond the scope of ordinary cultivators. Even Lian Chengyu and Zhihuo found it hard to compare to him, as only the little fatty they met in the Witch Clan was comparable to him.

"Qingyao, these people, are they all disciples of the academy?" Hong Ling could not help but ask, if these disciples were the students that the academy had nurtured with all of their might for the Heaven Assembly, then the school would truly fall into decline.

"Yes!" Qingyao nodded his head, then said: "But they are just the most ordinary disciples, as for the ones with stronger talent, they are currently out for training. The strongest few of them should have met the Unique Aristocrat s of the demon race by now! "

"Oh? Could it be that Jixia Academy also has his own Unique Aristocrat that he groomed? " Hong Ling asked curiously.

"That's only natural, but among these people, some of them have already surpassed the age at which they can participate in Heaven Assembly. There were actually not many people who could represent the academy in the Heaven Assembly. And their talent, compared to the heaven's pride level experts of the underworld clans, is actually not very strong! " Qingyao explained. Abruptly, she turned to look at Hong Ling and Su Yu, and asked: "I say, the two of you must have very strong Inherent Skills, right?"

Hong Ling did not answer directly, but as for Su Yu, she did not even look at Qingyao directly, and did not say a word. Seeing the two of them not talking, Qingyao did not mind at all. Although she was one of Jixia Academy's men, Hong Ling and Su Yu had no obligation to reveal their secret to her.

Everyone slowly walked inside the palace, Hong Ling secretly memorized the hidden undulations inside the pavilion. If his expectations weren't wrong, then all of these places actually had a saint artifact. Although he had lost his Sanhuang Script, Jixia Academy still had a few Holy-ranked Artifacts to back him up.

Very quickly, from Hong Ling's perception, he could sense three extremely powerful forces. One of them was the Century-round Meridian that Fang Qian had brought back then. He was unable to sense what the other two weapons were. However, the power of these sacred artifacts were incomparably majestic, comparable to the power of an incomplete Imperial Equipment.

"Could it be that, these three magic tools are all legendary Fifth Calamity artifacts, or maybe even half-step Imperial Equipment?" Hong Ling's gaze turned cold, if it was really so, then how strong was the once great treasure that Jixia Academy had, the Sanhuang Script?

Qingyao was bringing everyone to the Academy and explaining everything that happened there, when her expression suddenly changed, and a powerful killing intent came from her body. What greeted them was a middle-aged cultivator with a longsword, his aura incomparably profound. Qingyao casually waved his hand, and a green sword appeared in her grasp. The young lady's foot pointed, and she swept towards the middle-aged man with the sword on his back. While she was still in midair, the long sword in her hand had already condensed a cyan sword light and was slashing towards the middle-aged man.

"This is … sword intent!" Until now, there were only two people who had comprehended sword intent. One was Lian Chengyue, and the other was Lian Chengyu. This third person, was precisely the Qingyao in front of him. The sword beam that Qingyao slashed out was bright and terrifying. From Hong Ling's perception, he could tell that Qingyao's strength contained a trace of power that originated from above the thirty-three heavens.

"She actually broke through the Heavenly Fate Barrier!" Qingyao's talent is actually this strong! " Su Yu suddenly covered his mouth, blood trickling down the corner of his mouth. Because the fated star in itself was incomplete, it was difficult for her to refine. At this moment, the fated star was affected by the star power that Qingyao was pulling on, causing it to act up within her body, causing her to spit out blood instantly.

Hong Ling's gaze trembled. Looking at Su Yu who was currently pale, the Authentic Qi in his body moved, and he casually summoned the Sorrow Spirit. With a thought, the long sword above Su Yu's head split into a sword formation, condensed into a barrier of Sword Qi, isolating itself from the effects of the Astral Energy on Su Yu.

"Su Yu, quickly consume a Life Recovery Pill. Otherwise, your injuries will continue to be affected by Qingyao's star power!" Hong Ling said somewhat anxiously.

Su Yu nodded, he quickly took out the jade bottle, took out a Life Recovery Pill and consumed it, then quickly used the Authentic Qi's medicinal power to suppress the injury. Hong Ling heaved a long sigh of relief when he saw her originally pale face finally turn red again. He turned his gaze towards Qingyao, who was fighting with the middle aged man, with a serious expression.

There was no doubt that Qingyao was an expert who had broken through the barrier of the Heaven's Mandate. But, who was the middle-aged man fighting against her? Hong Ling carefully watched the two fight, his eyes filled with admiration. Qingyao was truly of Jixia Academy's birth, his sharp sword skills were extremely flexible, unlike him, who only knew how to use tricks. The middle-aged man's strength was far above Qingyao's. His right hand formed a sword with his fingers, and with a casual tap or tap, he dissolved Qingyao's formidable offensive in an instant.

The more Hong Ling looked, the more shocked he was. He swapped roles with Qingyao and realised that Qingyao was even more powerful than him. However, she was actually unable to do anything to the middle-aged man's sword fingers. In the young man's perception, the middle-aged man only used the power of Great Perfection of Qi Refinement into Spirit. However, the power he used to display such power was incomparable. It was simply unimaginable.

"How did he do it?" Hong Ling thought curiously, only to see Qingyao being pushed back by his finger, falling to the ground with every step, until he was right in front of Hong Ling and the rest, before stopping.

Qingyao seemed to be very angry, and casually threw the green sword in his hand. She clasped her hands together, and when she opened them again, she pushed forward. That azure longsword. It instantly split up and transformed into three identical longswords. Under the control of Qingyao's Authentic Qi, the three swords shot towards the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man shook his head and recondensed the sword fingers on his left hand, pointing out with his right hand. With a hum, the long sword behind his back suddenly flew out of its scabbard and flew towards the three cyan swords that were flying towards him. Clang! Qingyao's three swords, upon coming in contact with the green black sword, instantly shattered, transforming into green clouds, they once again converged in Qingyao's hands, congealing into the green sword. Qingyao gritted his teeth in dissatisfaction as he glared at her with eyes full of fury and unwillingness.

"Xiao Chuhe, you're very good, really very good!" Qingyao clenched his teeth and snorted.

Xiao Qingyao, your Sword Manipulation, has still to be strengthened huh!? The middle-aged man smiled, "What? You brought your so-called boyfriend back, and you're not letting your father have a look?"

Hong Ling, Su Yu and the rest were all stunned, the person in front of them, was actually Qingyao's father? He and Su Yu looked at each other and hurriedly bowed.

"Junior Hong Ling, Su Yu greets Senior Xiao!"

Xiao Chuhe waved his hand, obviously not too concerned about the so-called etiquette. He stared curiously at the Sorrow Spirit floating above Su Yu's head, and then looked at Hong Ling, his eyes filled with curiosity.

"Are you the young man that Fang Qian said was prepared to enter my Jixia Academy, who knows how to use the Sword Manipulation?" Xiao Chuhe casually asked. He did not seem to be very interested in Hong Ling's so-called identity as his boyfriend. Instead, it was Hong Ling who had the interest in the Imperial Sword Technique.

"In reply to senior, I am indeed junior." But this junior does not know what the Sword Manipulation is! It was because he had unintentionally comprehended a set of sword control techniques! " Hong Ling answered. In fact, he really did not know how to use the Sword Manipulation.

"Is that so? I don't care if you will or not, try to attack me with the sword technique that you know. I am very curious, whether the sword technique you have comprehended and comprehended have they left the nature of the Imperial Sword Technique? " Xiao Chuhe was very interested in the method to control the sword when he heard from Hong Ling.

Hong Ling looked at Qingyao beside him with some embarrassment, only to see Qingyao gritting his teeth and saying: "Hong Ling, teach this old fellow a lesson, as long as you defeat him, I will repay you with my own body!"

The youth was stunned. It seemed that Qingyao's words were very dangerous. This was because Su Yu, who was at the side, was now staring at him with hidden bitterness. He did not dare to answer carelessly, and with a casual wave of his hand, the sword formation above Su Yu's head immediately split apart, and the ten swords swam around him like fish.

"Senior, be careful!" Hong Ling warned as he casually extended his palm, opening up a palm towards Xiao Chuhe. Shoo! Shoo! Shoo! Ten long swords pierced towards the middle-aged man.

Xiao Chuhe's eyes trembled. Seeing the ten swords that pierced through the air, his sword fingers suddenly pointed towards Hong Ling. The long sword that was originally floating in front of him immediately shot out, striking towards Hong Ling. However, Hong Ling would never let him do as he pleased. With a thought from the youth, the ten long swords that had pierced through the air instantly exploded with an extremely powerful sword aura. Streams of sword intent continued to surge out from the longsword, entering the sword Qi and increasing its power by a whole level.

Boom! A powerful sword energy storm suddenly condensed between the sky and the earth as it swept towards Xiao Chuhe's sword. Weng, Xiao Chuhe's longsword hummed, and actually used his own strength to clash with Hong Ling's ten longswords. It hummed nonstop, condensing an extremely powerful Sword Qi that was in a stalemate with Hong Ling's ten swords.

Kacha, Hong Ling felt that the sword qi condensed by the Sorrow Spirit was actually shattered by Xiao Chuhe's sword beam. Bang! The ten swords were destroyed like rotten weeds. They wailed as if they were about to fall to the ground. Then, with a thought, Hong Ling linked with the sword spirit inside the sword. Suddenly, the ten long swords seemed to come to life as they once again gathered in front of him, blocking the black colored long sword that was thrusting towards him.

Xiao Chuhe's expression changed as he stared in disbelief at the ten swords floating in front of Hong Ling, his eyes blazing with passion. With a casual wave of his hand, he kept the longsword. Smiling at Hong Ling, he nodded.

"That's right. Although your control of the sword is somewhat opportunistic, it can already be called a complete Sword Manipulation!"