Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 78: Abandoning the Ordinary Iron Sword (Seeking First Subscription)

At the dining table, She Xuan squinted her eyes as she picked up her food, in a great mood and looking much more beautiful.

In stark contrast, Lu Bei was dejected, as if his soul had been sucked out, and even his figure appeared dim.

Hu Mang didn't understand all this and happily ate her meal.

Wei Yu picked up her small bowl and discreetly glanced at She Xuan, her bright and vibrant appearance overshadowing her previous desolation. Although she still showed signs of illness, she looked much better than before.

The question arose: what did Junior Martial Uncle do to her? In just a few sentences, he had revitalized a woman, as if she had been reborn.

Could this be the legendary love?

But isn't love supposed to be mutual? Why is Junior Martial Uncle feeling down instead?

Wei Yu became more and more curious, but she couldn't directly ask. She planned to go home and ask her mother, Zhu Yan, who surely knew the answer due to her broad knowledge.

"Eat your food properly and stop looking around. Why are you so nosy at such a young age, just like your master..." Lu Bei's words trailed off, unwilling to mention Bai Jin in front of She Xuan. He raised his hand and picked up a goose leg, placing it in Wei Yu's bowl. "Eat more meat. It's not good for a young person like you to only eat vegetables."

Hu Mang looked at the goose leg in Wei Yu's bowl, then looked at the vegetables in her own bowl. Her hair instantly drooped.

Clearly, she hadn't touched her chopsticks for a while, waiting for the Sect Master to pick up the goose leg for her.

"Thank you, Junior Martial Uncle, but..." Wei Yu raised her chopsticks and pointed at the big goose leg in her bowl, conflicted. "Eating too much meat will make me gain weight, and being overweight is not attractive."

"That's for others." Lu Bei sneered, urging Wei Yu to eat. "A girl like you needs some weight to complement your beauty. Eating more won't do any harm."

Wei Yu blinked, feeling that there was some truth to it, but also feeling that something was off.

"Speaking of which, your name is Wei Yu, and my eldest martial brother... my eldest martial brother, who is your martial uncle, Lin Yu, doesn't seem to like you very much," Lu Bei said with a smile.

"How do you know, Junior Martial Uncle?" Wei Yu asked curiously. "Martial Uncle Lin is very nice. He doesn't have any airs and is willing to guide us in our cultivation. The only thing is that he never takes me with him when he goes out to play."

Of course not. Fishing enthusiasts are all about superstition. If you call it "feeding the fish" and he takes you to the river, wouldn't that be asking for trouble?

Lu Bei nodded without revealing the reason and continued, "Believe it or not, our relationship is not just that of martial uncle and niece. Your father, Wei Mao, is my cousin, so you should also call me Uncle."

"I know. My father told me when I came," Wei Yu said, puzzled. "Junior Martial Uncle, when did we become relatives? Why didn't I know before? I asked my father, but he didn't say anything. Can you tell me?"

"It's hard to say, and I can't say. I can only tell you that Three Pristine Peak is your Junior Martial Uncle's territory, and it's not as strict as the Towering Heaven Sword Sect. Even if you turn the roof upside down, your father will pay for it."

"But that still means I have to pay for it!"

Wei Yu rolled her eyes and suddenly realized something. "Junior Martial Uncle, actually, I came here this time to ask for your help with something."

"What help?"

"Master ordered me to leave the mountain and check on your safety. When I went to Great Victory Pass, my father told me that you were at Nine Bamboo Mountain. My mother kept me at home for a few days. It was during those days that I received a secret message from the Iron Sword League, saying that there is a hidden realm in the Grand Tomb District, and disciples at the Foundation Building Stage can enter to seek opportunities. My father asked..."

"Hold on!" Lu Bei raised his hand to stop her, his heart pounding, his expression strange. "What does the Iron Sword League have to do with our Towering Heaven Sword Sect? Slow down, Junior Martial Uncle is not mentally prepared yet."

"Towering Heaven Sword Sect is one of the members of the Iron Sword League, don't you know, Junior Martial Uncle?" Wei Yu's eyes curved into a crescent moon. Despite Lu Bei's higher seniority, she had already reached the Foundation Building Stage in terms of cultivation, and her perspective was even broader.

This time, I went to explore the secret realm with Junior Martial Uncle. She displayed her might and saved me twice. Junior Martial Uncle's expression must have been quite interesting.

"Towering Heaven Sword Sect is a member of the Iron Sword League..."

Thinking about Hu San rushing to the capital and the intelligence he revealed, Lu Bei's eye twitched. He raised his hand and slapped himself in the face.

He originally thought that the Towering Heaven Sword Sect didn't survive until version 3.0 and bravely sacrificed themselves during version 2.0's national war. It turns out that they were considered rebels during version 1.0.

He had already said that they were on the same side during the Qingqian Ruins. He...

Wait, does this mean that Zhao Xiayang died unjustly?

Lu Bei shook his head, dispelling his wandering thoughts. He realized that he was overthinking. The Iron Sword League was an alliance of sword cultivators, not a rigid sect. One could join and leave freely.

During version 3.0, there were still many sword sects within Wu Zhou. They were the best proof.

As long as the Towering Heaven Sword Sect withdrew from the Iron Sword League early, there would be no worries in version 1.0. Perhaps they could even become guides and lead the Extreme Monarch Sect to capture the Heavenly Sword Peak, gaining a good reputation as defectors and further expanding their influence.

Wonderful, it's settled!

Lu Bei nodded slowly, and the frustration in his chest dissipated. He was no longer flustered.

"Our Towering Heaven Sword Sect is definitely a member of the Iron Sword League. Junior Martial Uncle, you joined late, so you don't know the origins of our Towering Heaven Sword Sect..."

Wei Yu puffed up her chest, looking proud. "Before the founding of Wu Zhou, a generation of extraordinary sword cultivators left the orthodox path and emerged from the Great Wilderness. With a single garment and an ordinary iron sword, they defeated all the sword heroes in the world, remaining invincible for three hundred years. Afterward, they settled on the Immortal Mountain, assimilating all rivers and refining the immortal Sword Intent. They transformed their iron sword into the Heavenly Sword Peak and achieved Ascension, establishing the renowned Heavenly Sword Sect."

"After the founding of Wu Zhou, countless sword cultivators came here, and the Heavenly Sword Sect opened its doors, allowing sword cultivators from various sects to observe the immortal Sword Intent on the Heavenly Sword Peak. Over the next hundred years, sword sects from all over deeply felt the kindness of the Heavenly Sword Sect, which eventually led to the formation of the Iron Sword League we have today."

"It sounds impressive, but what does this have to do with the Towering Heaven Sword Sect?" Lu Bei forced a smile and wiped away some imaginary sweat.

"The immortal Sword Intent is unparalleled in the world. Apart from the original master who deviated from the orthodox path, no one has been able to fully comprehend it in a thousand years. Even his nine direct disciples could only divide the immortal Sword Intent into nine parts and each learn one part."

Wei Yu raised her chin. "The first generation Sect Master of our Towering Heaven Sword Sect, who is also the current Sect Master's master's master, is one of the nine swords of the Heavenly Sword Sect. He sought a breakthrough opportunity and arrived in Mountain State with a single sword, establishing the Towering Heaven Sword Sect. According to this logic, our Sect Master can be considered one of the nine swords of the Heavenly Sword Sect. The position of the Towering Heaven Sword Sect in the Iron Sword League is far superior to other sword sects."

Lu Bei: "..."

Understood. Everyone else has a chance to redeem themselves, but the Towering Heaven Sword Sect doesn't.

Lu Bei rubbed his temples, feeling a headache coming on. He struggled desperately, but Wei Yu stubbornly insisted that the Towering Heaven Sword Sect would be wiped out, and she successfully convinced him.

And then there's Master Mo Buxio. According to his letter, if he hadn't been confused and joined the Demon Cultivators, the position of the Towering Heaven Sword Sect's Sect Master should have been his. He should have inherited one of the nine immortal swords, and then...

The person who stabbed me in the back is actually me?

Lu Bei was dumbfounded. What's the point of playing this game? He personally made the move, and Big Senior Brother and Senior Sister are doomed.

Not only that, but they will also be wiped out.

"Oh, by the way, Junior Martial Uncle, this is for you." Wei Yu took out an iron token and placed it in Lu Bei's hand, still warm.

"What is this? It's so scary... Quick, take it away!"

"It's the Iron Sword Token. Master asked me to give it to you. You also have a share in the Iron Sword League. She secretly registered you."

"..."

"Junior Martial Uncle, why aren't you saying anything?"

"I was just thinking, why didn't you give it to me earlier..."

"Hehe, I've been carrying it with me and forgot."

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