Nine spirit swords scattered all over the ground.

The power of the Heart Sword had revealed itself once again.

Several Sword Sect sword cultivators instantly flushed red.

As sword cultivators, if they can’t even hold their own Lifebound Sword, isn’t that embarrassing enough?

Among these nine, only the leader had just stepped into the Third Realm, while the others were only lowly Second Realm cultivators.

So, with Chu Huaixu’s current overall strength, he was really just crushing them at a higher dimension.

As for the Daoist Sect’s side, the outer sect disciple who’d sheathed his sword was feeling a bit sour inside at first.

“After Chu Leader arrived, not only did he not speak up for us right away, but he had me put my sword away first.”

But, looking at the scene before him now, he suddenly felt delighted, so much so that even his soul wanted to rush out!

“What do they mean by ‘courtesy comes before force’? This here is ‘courtesy comes before force’!” He filled in the blanks in his mind.

Chu Huaixu rode atop his horse, lowering his eyes to look at the Sword Sect crowd.

The Innate suppression he held over the Sword Sect was just too, too overwhelming.

Some Sword Sect disciples itching for a fight were instantly held back by those beside them.

Fight, my ass! Can’t you feel how huge the gap is between our strengths?

But among the youth, there are always hot-headed types, and the rational ones need to hold them back.

The leading Meng Xing looked at the young man in black robes before him and suddenly thought of someone.

“Are you the Profound Yellow Leader, Chu Huaixu?” He couldn’t resist asking.

At these words, the two sword cultivators who wanted to throw down were stunned, switching instantly to quietly awaiting a reply.

The name Chu Huaixu was honestly just too famous.

Ever since he took the title of Profound Yellow Leader, Chu Huaixu’s name had shaken both the East Continent and the Western Continent.

Especially among this generation’s young cultivators—almost nobody didn’t know him.

Chu Huaixu, atop his horse, replied, “That’s me.”

He still wasn’t wearing his token at his waist.

When those words landed, the Sword Sect side fell into a brief dead silence.

No helping it; the Sword Sect’s most talented prodigy of this generation, Geng Tianhe, clearly lost to Chu Huaixu, but after returning to the sect, he was wholeheartedly convinced—and even worshipful!

With this Sword Sect prodigy hyping him up, Chu Huaixu was also a legendary figure among the Sword Sect’s younger ranks.

“Since he’s here, looks like we really don’t stand a chance at getting this Spirit Grass,” everyone thought.

Damn Daoist Disciples, is this how you call for backup?

Do you call this backup?

This is more like inviting a god…

Meng Xing glanced back, looking at the other two who’d ridden in atop their horses.

“That stunning beauty must be Chu Huaixu’s dao-companion Han Shuangjiang, the third-place winner at the East Continent Grand Tournament.”

“And that androgynous youngster should be Xu Ziqing, the tournament’s runner-up.”

What the hell are we even face-offing for now!

“Looks like this Spirit Grass really has nothing to do with us.” Meng Xing made his decision instantly, and spoke out.

Standing behind Chu Huaixu, the Daoist Disciples now had someone backing them, and immediately frowned, refuting: “How many times do I have to say it— we found it first!”

Chu Huaixu listened to their chattering, feeling a bit bored.

He didn’t care at all who was right or wrong; he was just here to pick a side.

Right now his heart was filled with endless complaints: “Why aren’t there any Evil Cultivators to kill, why aren’t there any Evil Cultivators to kill, why aren’t there any Evil Cultivators to kill…”

At this point, Meng Xing didn’t bother arguing with them either.

He held out his right hand, directly using his Qi to draw back the spirit sword that had been sent flying, trying to summon it back.

However, a bizarre scene occurred.

The sword wouldn’t listen to him at all!

All nine spirit swords were like this!

So these sword cultivators had no choice but to scurry over and pick up their swords, and then sheath them.

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After this round, Chu Huaixu actually came to a conclusion.

“As my cultivation rises, the Heart Sword’s suppression against other sword cultivators skyrockets as well—and it seems even stronger than before.”

He figured, back in the First Realm, if his opponent was also First Realm, the suppression was basically [1].

Now that he’s Third Realm, if his opponent is also Third Realm, the suppression seems to be at least [1.5]!

“So I’m always the one holding you back, huh?” Chu Huaixu laughed at himself, quietly chatting with his Heart Sword.

Sometimes he didn’t dare imagine just how terrifying the Heart Sword would become once he became a Great Cultivator!

The three of them didn’t linger long at the edge of the cliff.

This rescue mission, in fact, ended up being a bit dull.

But truth is, sudden fights between Daoist Disciples and Sword Sect disciples do happen now and then.

Just, since the Four Great Sects are all tied together, they don’t go too hard against each other.

But small skirmishes are pretty unavoidable.

On the way back, Chu Huaixu looked at Xu Ziqing and asked: “Has the bottleneck at the Ninth Heaven loosened up at all lately?”

Xiaoxu was a bit embarrassed, head lowered as he replied: “Not yet.”

Heading down the mountain for rescue work was also a kind of training for Xu Ziqing and Han Shuangjiang.

Body Cultivators really need to grow through battle.

Plus, the more intense and desperate the fight, the faster the growth.

Also, Chu Huaixu had recently been stuffing Xiaoxu with spirit pills nonstop, so now he’d finally reached the Eighth Heaven in cultivation.

Once he hits the Ninth Heaven, he can go to the Library Pavilion and trade for a cultivation technique—then try to break through to the Third Realm.

Once he does, he’ll be able to enter the Inner Sect.

“No worries, we’ll wait for you.” Chu Huaixu knew that cultivation can’t be rushed.

In a blink, ten more days rolled by.

He was starting to get fed up, practically cursing under his breath.

“I bathe you in medicinal soup every day, I stuff you full of spirit pills every day—why haven’t you broken through yet, dammit!”

Chu Huaixu’s understanding of Xiaoxu’s “blockheaded” nature had once again deepened.

—Lower Grade Spiritual Embryo is just trash!

He couldn’t even imagine—if according to the original script in ‘Borrowed Sword,’ Xu Ziqing was actually just a Pseudo Spiritual Embryo, how slow would his cultivation be?

“No wonder the Big Ice Cube can leave him far behind, several whole realms ahead.” Chu Huaixu thought.

Night had gradually deepened.

Chu Huaixu was sitting on his cushion when suddenly he heard a scream from next door.

Old rule: every time you reach Great Perfection in a realm, breaking through hurts the most.

“Oh-ho, finally broke through?” He grinned with delight.

He felt this scream was even sweeter sounding than all the previous ones.

Chu Huaixu spread out his divine sense and saw Xiaoxu curled up on the floor, trembling all over.

“Useless kid, can’t even handle a little pain!” His eyes flashed with disgust.

Clearly, Xu Ziqing’s pain tolerance wasn’t as high as his.

The next morning, the young man went straight to the Library Pavilion to trade for Third Realm cultivation techniques and some heavenly and earthly treasures to aid his breakthrough.

Chu Huaixu figured it’d still take him a bit longer.

Lately he’d actually been getting pretty impatient, wishing he could just spend experience points and let the system instantly level up Xiaoxu!

And so the wait continued—for more than half a month.

Xu Ziqing finally dawdled his way to the Third Realm.

The Big Ice Cube, meanwhile, had already broken through all the way to the Eighth Heaven of the Third Realm during this time.

Her breakthrough speed honestly made even Chu Huaixu, the cheater, jealous.

He thought about it, then symbolically leveled himself up too, hitting Level 31, just to keep Xiaoxu beneath him.

“Come on, let’s go submit our Inner Sect applications at the Disciple Courtyard!” He impatiently waved the other two over.

This Outer Sect—he couldn’t stand it one second longer.

The application was quickly submitted, and quickly approved.

In the end, it was Qingmei herself who personally delivered their Inner Sect waist tokens.

This thing’s mainly just a status symbol—and lets you freely pass through the Inner Sect restrictions.

Of course, the storage space in the Storage Token also got bigger—tripled, actually.

Qingmei handed the tokens to the three of them with a beaming face, even teasing: “These Inner Sect tokens, I doubt you’ll be using them for long.”

Chu Huaixu obviously caught her drift, laughing as he replied: “Then let’s borrow Steward Mo’s good fortune.”

Just as he finished the sentence, a few streaks of light flashed across the sky.

Nangong Yue and the others arrived flying at once, landing right in front of the bamboo hut.

—Time to snatch some disciples!

Chu Huaixu thought he was “riding two boats”—having both the Master Who Stutters and the Loli Second Master, thought they didn’t need him anymore.

Yet, the elders’ gazes turned as one, all landing on him at the very first moment.

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