The little apprentice sister is extremely talented, but she is not virtuous.

The key is that I am not in trouble!

How to fix it?

"Did you misunderstand something?" Liu Wuji looked at her strangely, "Go in quickly."

"Wait a minute!"

Just as Chi Yu was about to enter the hall, a duck-like voice was heard.

Glancing sideways, I saw a man in gorgeous clothes, dressed like a rich family's young man, waving a paper fan, walking quickly towards me, surrounded by several people.

He glanced at the old man who was guarding the door, bowed to him and said, "My disciple is Zhao Pingzhi, a disciple of Tianjian Peak. Can I go in first to choose?"

In order to avoid fighting in the treasure house, the sect stipulates that only one person can enter at a time.

His doing this meant that Chi Yu had to step back.

Something like queue-cutting can be a big deal or a small one.

Thinking that they were all from the same school, Chi Yu didn't want to argue with him.

But she didn't expect that guy to glance at her and mock her: "Wow! Who did I think it was? It turns out to be that little loser from Tianchi Peak!"

"Tsk tsk tsk! With your aptitude, it's useless to choose you! Besides, your peak is useless except for dragging down the sect. You should be more sensible."

After saying this, he pretended to have just seen Liu Wuji and gently slapped himself in the face.

He said sarcastically, "Ah! Look at my broken mouth, Elder Liu, you are the elder, you shouldn't bother with me, right?"

It can be seen that he did not take Liu Wuji seriously at all.

This is no wonder, as Lei Badao, the head of Tianjian Peak, is the grand elder of Yunxi Sect.

In terms of status, he is much higher than Liu Wuji.

What's more, he, Zhao Pingzhi, is a direct descendant of the Zhao family, one of the eight great families. It's not wrong for him to be arrogant and domineering, right?

"I won't argue with you."

Liu Wuji smiled faintly, then turned his gaze to Chi Yu, "But whether my disciple has any objection or not, it's hard to say, you are all young people! Sometimes, proper sparring is more beneficial to cultivation."

Chi Yu instantly understood what he meant - come on! Trap him!

"Hahahaha!" Zhao Pingzhi burst into laughter when he heard Liu Wuji's words.

The other party is just a loser at the second level of Qi Refining, while I am the one who is about to build my foundation!

There is such a huge gap in strength, so what if she has an opinion?

So he looked at Chi Yu with a joking expression on his face: "Junior sister, do you have anything to say?"

"No, I have a treasure that I want you to take a look at." Chi Yu walked slowly in front of the other person.

"What treasure?" Zhao Pingzhi looked at her outstretched fist with a puzzled look on his face.

"It's... a fist as big as a sandbag!"

It happened in a flash. Chi Yu took advantage of Zhao Pingzhi's unpreparedness and hit him squarely in the right eye with an electric cannon.

"Ah..." Zhao Pingzhi didn't expect that the other party would launch a sneak attack without following the ethics of martial arts. He covered his right eye with a scream.

However, this was not the end. Chi Yu took advantage of the moment when he covered his eyes, jumped up, grabbed his hair, pushed him down, and then kneed him.

With a muffled "bang", Zhao Pingzhi's nose came into close contact with Chi Yu's knee, and it instantly tilted to one side, with blood gushing out.

"Ah~" Chi Yu took advantage of the situation and did not show any mercy. He let out a strange cry, pushed him away with his backhand, turned around and hit him again, hitting Zhao Pingzhi right in the crotch.

The combo was as smooth as flowing water, completed in one go without any delay.

Everyone present broke into a cold sweat for Zhao Pingzhi.

With the last kick, they seemed to hear the sound of eggs breaking.

The intense pain in his body made Zhao Pingzhi curl up into a ball on the ground, and his whole body kept shaking as if he had the hiccups.

Even so, that broken mouth was still spewing out fragrance: "Little bastard...you, you dare..."

"Humph! You're a loser, right?" Chi Yu snorted coldly, and kept stepping on the other person. "How does it feel to be stepped on by a loser?"

"Elder Liu, this..."

The old man who was guarding the gate wanted to take sides, but Liu Wuji grabbed him and chuckled, "It's just a competition between the younger generation. We shouldn't get involved."

The old man at the gate twitched his lips. How could this be called a competition? It was clearly a one-sided beating!

Didn’t you see that Zhao Pingzhi is almost unrecognizable?

Although this girl looks quiet and gentle, she is extremely ruthless!

"Ah! Master Zhao!"

At this time, Zhao Pingzhi's friends finally reacted.

They wanted to step forward to help, but Liu Wuji's sharp eyes made them behave themselves instantly.

"Alright, alright!" When Chi Yu was satisfied with the beating, Liu Wuji stepped forward and pulled him apart. "It's just a sparring match, just stop when it's over. We're all from the same sect, so don't ruin the relationship."

Zhao Pingzhi wanted to curse.

I've been tortured into a pig's head by this woman, and you call this stopping at the right time?

"Master, what you said makes sense."

Chi Yu panted and moved his feet away from Zhao Pingzhi, bent down and put on a harmless smile, "Brother, thank you for letting me! Aren't you going to pick a magic weapon? Go quickly!"

"That's right. We'll carry forward our style and let you choose first."

"Okay, okay! Just wait for me!" Zhao Pingzhi no longer had the mind to choose any magic weapon. He glared at the master and disciple with resentment, and limped away with the help of his friends.

"Well, it's getting late, you should go in and choose."

After driving away the blind guy, Chi Yu nodded and walked in slowly.

Inside the hall, several iron racks were arranged in an orderly manner.

It is filled with various kinds of magical instruments.

Chi Yu's greedy eyes swept across the shelf in front of him.

Only children do multiple-choice questions, mature people want everything.

If possible, she really wanted to pack them all up and take them away.

Of course, it's just thought.

Soon Chi Yu focused his attention on a blood-red fan. The fan was bright red and chilling, and it was obvious that it was not an ordinary item.

Just as he was about to reach out to touch it, a voice rang out: "You have good taste. This is the Shura Fan, a lower-grade earth-level magical weapon. However, to control it, one must have a Xuanyin body. Unfortunately..."

Does it mean I'm not worthy?

How could Chi Yu not understand the meaning behind these words? He glanced sideways at the old man who was dozing off in the rattan chair, and immediately withdrew his hand.

Magical instruments and techniques are divided into different levels.

From low to high, they are Huang, Xuan, Di, Tian, ​​and of course there is the god level that only exists in legends. Above the god level is the immortal level, and each level is divided into three grades: upper, middle and lower.

"That is the Fire Spirit Sword, a top-grade magical weapon of the Xuan rank. It cannot be used without a pure Yang body, otherwise one will die suddenly..."

"This is a mid-level Xuan-level magical weapon, the Demon King Banner. If you don't have the talent for taming beasts, you will basically suffer backlash..."

She chose more than a dozen items, but none of them suited her.

"You still have half an incense stick of time. If you can't choose the right one, come back next year!" As he spoke, the old man stretched and stood up.

Who has the patience to wait until next year?

In the corner, a strange dusty thing caught Chi Yu's attention.

For some reason, the moment I saw it, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity.

She slowly approached the thing, touched her nose, and muttered to herself: "Why is there a coffin board? It can't be used for dead people, right?"

The old man was amused by her words and corrected her: "What nonsense! That is the Heavenly Secret Sword Box!"

Heavenly Sword Box?

The name sounds pretty powerful.

Chi Yu walked forward and blew hard upwards, and the dust that was raised instantly blinded her.

I'm afraid no one has touched this for hundreds of years?

If no one else wants it, it must not be a good thing.

Just as she was about to change her target, a golden light suddenly flashed from the originally dim sword case and shot straight into her brow.

"Ouch! What the hell?" Chi Yu only felt a sharp pain in his head, and fell to the ground with a scream.

This scene caused a storm in the heart of the old man next to him.

He stepped forward and helped him up, saying in disbelief, "The Heavenly Secret Sword Box actually took the initiative to recognize you as its master! How...how is this possible?"

"What do you mean?" Chi Yu's mind was full of question marks.

The old man stared at the confused girl in front of him for a long time with his deep eyes.

After he calmed down, he continued, "Since ancient times, there has never been a precedent of a magic weapon actively recognizing its master."

Does that mean I'm awesome? Chi Yu's eyelids twitched.

"And this Heavenly Secret Sword Box has existed since the founding of my Yunxi Sect. Its history is probably longer than that of the entire continent. It is said that it contains nine divine swords, any one of which has the power to destroy the world..."

"Hiss~" Chi Yu took a breath, leaned back slightly, and blurted out, "What grade is it?"

"At least... Heavenly rank."

As the old man slowly uttered these words, the look in his eyes when he looked at the other party became somewhat complicated.

Who is this little girl? She can actually make the Heavenly Secret Sword Box recognize her as its master!

Ah!

Heaven level!

Or at least!

My mother's daughter has made a fortune this time!

Chi Yu was so ecstatic that he could not help but went forward and kissed the sword case fiercely, eating a mouthful of dust.

At this moment, her mind was full of images of herself carrying a sword box on her back, holding a magic sword, killing gods when she met them, killing Buddhas when she met them, and traveling across the entire world of immortal cultivation.

With such a treasure in hand, what does Xuanqing care about? What does Xuanyue Sect care about? Gaga is just killing indiscriminately!

Seeing her excitement, the old man couldn't help but pour a bucket of cold water on her: "Don't be happy too soon..."

"Ok?"

"Although it is famous, no one in the entire continent has been able to open it over the years. Even the Supreme Sword Master who was born with sword bones couldn't do it. So... it can basically be said that it is just a pile of scrap metal."

A pile of scrap metal!

Hearing these words, Chi Yu's heart sank.

She carefully put down the sword case and said, "Is it too late for me to return it now?"

"I'm sorry, it has already recognized you as its master. Unless you die..."

Chi Yu didn't hear a word of what was said afterwards.

Just as she tried to inject spiritual power into it, the sword box suddenly emitted a red light.

Then an extremely powerful suction force came from the sword case, like a high-speed water pump, which instantly drained the already limited spiritual power in her body.

"Ugh~" Chi Yu felt dizzy and before he could figure out what was going on, his eyes went dark and he fell to the ground.

Similarly, the old man was also shocked by the strange scene before him.

Just as he was about to move over to check the situation, "Shua~" a sword light shot out from the sword case.

The old man only felt a cool breeze on his head and looked at a pile of hair slowly falling to the ground - that was his lost youth.