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Ning Taiheng spoke some infuriating words, completely ignoring Lin Yue's painful and depressed expression, this old man, was simply ruthless towards his disciple, everyday he was heartless, he only cared about himself and was happy.

Sometimes, Lin Yue even thought that if he did not acknowledge him as his master, would he live a better life?

"Alright, hurry up and practice your sword. You don't have much time left. In a month, you will only have a small chance of winning the preliminaries if you master the fourth stage of the sword technique. The disciples of the four old fellows can be considered to have some skills."

With that said, Ning Taiheng's figure flashed and floated down from the treetops. He waved his hand and headed towards the thatched cottage.

Lin Yue waited for Ning Taiheng to leave before flying down the tree, and tried his best to focus on the sword.

On Zheng Wan's side, she would explain more in a while. After this, everything would become chaotic again.

The bamboo sword was emerald in color, and the sword blade emitted a faint green light. That was the sword qi released by Lin Yue's Genuine Essence.

However, this is far from enough.

Today, when Lee Fengxue came over, and heard what Master and his master had said, he found out that this seemingly gentle Master was actually not as simple as he thought.

For the past three hundred years, the structure of the Netherworld Sect had always been based on the parallel rules of the Master and the Elders Guild. The Master could make the decision, and the Elders Guild could also make the decision.

This was originally a checks and balances set up to prevent the Master from making excessive decisions and destroying the Netherworld Sect, but in these past few years, the Master, who had greater authority in name, had gradually fallen into a disadvantageous position. The Elders Guild, through various details, seized a large amount of rights.

Lee Fengxue alone was not enough to fight against the entire Council of Elders. He could only borrow the power of the Suppression Sect Expert s to regain some power.

To summon the four Suppression Sect Expert s, they could only rely on the rise of the Netherworld Udumbara Flower. Fighting for the Leader Board s was the best way to break through.

The annual competition for Leader Board could be considered a grand gathering in the entire Pan'gu Continent. All those who entered the list were young geniuses, and the moment they did, they would be able to obtain a large amount of resources, which could easily soar to the heavens in the future.

Those geniuses who'd obtained fame and fortune would also have a very strong effect on the sects they'd come from.

For example, if a one star sect suddenly had disciples entering the Leader Board, then, the sect would also be affected by this and would immediately be taken seriously. If the ranking of the geniuses entering the Leader Board was high enough, it was even possible for a one star sect to be immediately changed to a rank 2 sect.

As long as one obtained the rank of Leader Board, it would definitely be of great help to the sect's reputation. Although one could not say that they would directly become a three star sect, at the very least, they would be able to become a top power within a two star sect.

Therefore, these words stirred up the hearts of the four Netherworld Sect experts as well, and they sent their disciples to compete for the spots.

Under the suppression of the four Rankers, the elders could only accept Lee Fengxue's conditions. As long as their disciples were to be defeated by the disciples who could not get the resources provided, they would give up.

This move was very beautiful, Lin Yue admired it as well, but it was not good news for the competition for the Leader Board s.

The direct disciples of the four Suppression Sect Expert s were definitely not ordinary people. Their talent could even be described with the words "once in a hundred years". Even when comparing them to the direct disciples of the inner sect elders, they could be considered to be completely unrivalled.

In addition, with the guidance from the guardian of the sect and years of bitter training, it could be said that the battle prowess of these senior brothers had long since reached, or even surpassed, most of the elder figures.

There were only two spots, if Lin Yue wanted to win, he had to defeat them!

"Taiyi Empyrean Sword, the first three levels are all for laying the foundation. Only after reaching the fourth level can strong sword energy be unleashed, turning the sword qi into a true killing move. I must break through to the fourth level within a month!"

Lin Yue cast aside all distracting thoughts, and secretly made up his mind, he had to become stronger, to practice the sword! Sword practice! Sword practice!

The moonlight shone down, and the clear and cold moonlight was vast, as if the entire world was within it. It floated up into the sky, passed over the mountain peaks, and finally gathered all of its radiance onto the body of the diligent young man practicing his swordsmanship.

The sword shadow flew up, shattering the moonlight. The resplendent sword qi crisscrossed everywhere, and the cold silhouette started swaying along with it.

The grand wish of being the strongest in the Pan'gu Continent was supporting him, causing Lin Yue to grit his teeth and persevere no matter how tired he was!

Inside his veins, Genuine Essence surged violently, rising and falling at times, like a monstrous wave rushing towards the bamboo sword in his hand.

The entire process was actually a reaction from the Genuine Essence in his body. Other than the sword moves related to formations, the might of the Taiyi Empyrean Sword was already closely linked to Lin Yue's body.

The Stellar Transposition and the sun rose and set. In the blink of an eye, more than ten days had passed.

"Swoosh!"

The sword qi moved like an azure python turning over its body. The violent wind blew, causing the leaves on the ground to fly out in disorder. The bamboo sword's azure brilliance soared as it pierced through the air, turning into a sword shadow.

Lin Yue's control over the sword Qi became stronger and stronger, he started to feel that the sword was a part of his body, wherever the Genuine Essence s reached, the sword Qi would erupt, and the sword technique would circulate, causing his entire soul to almost sink into the sword.

"Bang!"

However, when he swung down his bamboo sword again, under the impact of the berserk Genuine Essence, the azure and white sword image shattered into fine dust.

Deep in the woods, Ning Taiheng was playing with the chess board when he saw this scene, his face immediately revealing a surprised look, the corner of his mouth twitched, and he said in a low voice: "This little guy, this is already the third time he had broken through the bamboo sword, looks like his realm has increased again, the bamboo sword can no longer withstand the powerful sword qi."

After a moment of hesitation, Ning Taiheng sighed and said helplessly: "Anyway, I was tied up in a contract here and I can't go out, so I'll just give the Ink Sword to him."

In the evening, Lin Yue prepared a meal and brought it to the stone table outside the thatched cottage.

"Master, I've been practicing the sword these past few days. I feel that my sword energy has increased again, but it seems like the bamboo sword can no longer withstand the sword's might. Do you have anything else …" Ehh, you mean, you want to give a better sword to your disciple? "Lin Yue laughed, and looked at Ning Taiheng.

"Hmph, I was just guessing that since you won't be able to pass tonight, you have to say something … "Sigh, with my small family, I will lose all of them to you," Ning Taiheng said as he shook his head.

"Ah, Master, you know disciple wants a sword … Hehe, where is the sword, quickly show me!? "Lin Yue looked at Ning Taiheng's expression and immediately knew that his master had a sword, and immediately reached out his hand in excitement.

Ning Taiheng moved his finger, and a green flame appeared at the tip of his finger, pointing towards the sky, suddenly, a dark star in the sky started to sway, following that, it started to descend quickly, transforming into a blazing meteor, piercing through the space and flying towards the small hut.

After a short while, the flames became brighter and brighter. The flames surrounding its body were just like a falling stone from the sky. It was incomparably fierce!

Lin Yue raised his head to look at this scene, staring at the falling stars, his mouth wide open in shock, the shock on his face reaching its limit!

Ning Taiheng's sword, was actually a star in the sky!

"Buzz."

The earth trembled violently as the surrounding trees swayed. The grass huts creaked and creaked as if they were about to fall apart.

However, Ning Taiheng was calm, he lowered his head and drank a mouthful of porridge, then raised his fingertip slightly, causing the heavenly Fallen Star to suddenly slow down, flickering a few times before stopping beside Ning Taiheng.

Only then did Lin Yue manage to see it clearly. It was a Spirit Sword that was as black as ink, from the sword tip to the sword hilt. The sword was plain, with only traces of dark red, as if it had been burned by fire.

It floated beside Ning Taiheng and trembled slightly, streams of Spirit Qi leaking out from its sword. Under the moonlight, it had a beautiful and magnificent appearance.

Within the Netherworld Sect, it can be considered to be a rather famous Spirit Sword. Although it is not as good as the Purple Cloud Sword, which is passed down from one generation to the next in Netherworld Sect, it is not much. Take it.

The spirit flame on Ning Taiheng's fingertips extinguished, caressing the sword, the Ink Sword lost control and flew into Lin Yue's hands.