Now That You Have Betrayed the Sect, Who Will Still Pamper You?

Zixiao Sword Sect, the cave of the disciple.

The spiritual energy in the mountains turned into countless white spiritual dragons, rolling and gathering above Jiang Han’s cave.

In the cave, Jiang Han sat cross-legged at the bottom of the spiritual pool. One foot in front of him was the spring connected to the top-grade spiritual vein.

The spiritual energy condensed into substance continued to gush out from the spring, and was swallowed into the dantian by the black hole in an instant.

As the spiritual power continued to pour in, the purple dan suddenly shook, and a spiritual wave emanated from it, quickly rushing to the meridians throughout the body.

The speed of this wave was extremely fast, and it circulated in the meridians in a blink of an eye.

“Om–”

As the wave drilled into the purple dan again, the purple dan suddenly shone brightly, and at the same time, it emanated the same wave, which returned to the dantian after a cycle.

With each cycle, the spirituality in the purple dan would increase a little, and the light would become brighter.

“Finally I have broken through to the middle stage of Jindan.”

Jiang Han opened his eyes, dispersed the devouring power, and flew out of the spirit pool.

After the breakthrough, his spiritual power became more powerful and more agile. It was no longer a lifeless and rigid spiritual power, and it was more flexible to control.

When he was sparring that day, he felt that his realm had fluctuated. After returning to Zixiao Sword Sect and retreating for half a month, he really broke through to the middle stage of Jindan.

“Sure enough, I still have to vent my resentment so that I can practice faster.”

“If I had punched her a few more times at that time, my mind would probably be more transparent. Wouldn’t I be able to break through to the late stage of Jindan soon?”

He lowered his head and looked at his fist that had long recovered. He recalled the joy of beating Xia Qianqian at that time, and his excited body trembled slightly.

For so many years, he had endured for so long, and now he finally had the power to fight back. Although he failed to take revenge this time, there was still a long time. Who could say for sure what would happen in the future?

What’s more, there was Lin Xuan, the scourge hiding in the dark, and they couldn’t jump around for long.

“It’s a pity that she ran away in the end, otherwise, my state of mind would definitely be more relaxed.”

Jiang Han’s eyes sank slightly, and he suppressed his negative emotions in his heart and walked out of the cave.

It has not been a month since he passed the thunder tribulation and formed a pill, but he has already advanced to the middle stage of the pill formation.

With the help of the devouring state of mind, his body is now devouring spiritual energy all the time, and his cultivation is growing all the time.

At this speed of cultivation, I am afraid that it will not be long before he can form a fetus.

After forming a fetus, will it be far from the transformation of the spirit?

Thinking of this, his feet became more relaxed, and the sorrow that had been weighing on his heart dissipated a lot.

Outside the cave, it was still as quiet as usual. Since returning to the Zixiao Sword Sect, Du Yucheng has returned to the cave and has not been seen.

The master also needs to take care of many affairs, and there is almost no one to see.

On the huge mountaintop, only he and the girl standing on the top of the tree on the edge of the cliff are left.

She was wearing a black long skirt, standing on the top of a pine tree, looking towards the east, her long blue hair swaying in the wind.

Just by looking at her from a distance, Jiang Han could feel the faint alienation.

As if sensing something, she turned her head to look at Jiang Han as soon as he looked up.

“Brother Jiang.”

The voice was crisp, but it seemed to lack some spirituality, just like her beautiful light blue eyes, which were clear but lacked some bright light.

There was a faint smile on her pretty face, but it could not be felt.

She was the girl transformed by the Ming Turtle. She had already woken up when he and Xia Qianqian were discussing Taoism that day.

After returning to the sect to meet the master, the master accepted her as a registered disciple and left her in the Zixiao Sword Sect.

“Junior Sister Ming.”

Ming Qingli looked at Jiang Han with a complicated expression.

She should have fought with her life for this man who took away the inheritance of the tribe, but now…

Alas~ it’s better not to mention it.

She turned her head and looked towards the east, as if she didn’t want to say more.

Jiang Han didn’t care. Since she settled down, she has been like this, standing on the top of the tree and looking towards the east all day and night.

Although it looks normal on the surface, he always feels a sense of alienation for some reason.

Jiang Han looked around and found that the door of Du Yucheng’s cave was still closed. It seemed that she had no intention of coming out recently.

After thinking about it, he didn’t disturb her, but turned into a light and flew towards the Sword Pavilion.

After so long of nurturing, the natal flying sword has taken shape, and now only the last step is left.

Although his sword embryo naturally breeds a sword soul, it only has its shape, but no spirituality.

Only after awakening the sword soul spirituality can it be considered a real natal flying sword.

And to awaken the sword spirit, you need to go to the Sword Pavilion, enter the secret realm of the sword tomb, and communicate with the countless broken sword spirits scattered in the infinite world.

Choose a sword spirit that matches the attributes of the flying sword, use the summoning stone to put it into the flying sword, and after fusing with the sword soul, a new sword spirit with intelligence can be born.

“Hey, how come Junior Brother Jiang has time to come here.”

On the second floor of the Sword Pavilion, as an elder of the Sword PavilionQiao Yunjian, who was there, came to pick up Jiang Han in person.

“Uncle Qiao.” Jiang Han saluted.

When Qiao Yunjian was in Lingyuan Secret Realm, he had fought with several other uncles and confronted Ji Yuchan outside the Secret Realm.

If it weren’t for the support of his master and several uncles, Jiang Han would definitely not have gotten away with it that day, so he has always been very grateful to them.

“Middle stage of Jindan?!”

Qiao Yunjian was stunned for a moment, and was secretly shocked. When they met last time, Jiang Han had just formed a Jindan.

How long has it been? He is already in the middle stage of Jindan.

But he is a big man who has seen the world after all, and Jiang Han is also a younger generation cultivated by his own sect. As long as he can keep his mind stable, the faster his cultivation will grow, the better.

So he quickly reacted and said with a smile:

“Jiang nephew is indeed a natural talent. It has only been more than a month, and he has broken through to the middle stage of Jindan!”

“It’s a pity that the sect master got there first, otherwise I would have shamelessly accepted you as my disciple.”

He stepped forward and pulled Jiang Han up affectionately.

“I happen to be free today, come upstairs with me to have a couple of drinks.”

“Ah? Drink?” Jiang Han was stunned and waved his hands hurriedly.

“Uncle, wait a minute, I’m here to awaken the sword spirit today.”

“Hey, you can awaken the sword spirit any day, it’s such a good day today, it’s a pity not to drink.”

Qiao Yunjian didn’t say anything, and pulled Jiang Han upstairs.

“Come on, come on, listen to uncle, let’s have a drink today, and tomorrow I will take you to awaken the sword spirit myself.”

Jiang Han couldn’t break free, and was dragged upstairs by him.

“Master! What are you doing!” A delicate shout sounded from downstairs.

Jiang Han looked down and saw a ball of fire floating up from downstairs.

“I told you not to drink, not to drink! Why don’t you listen?”

The person was wearing a red dress and had a pretty face. She rushed to him in the blink of an eye.

As soon as she came up, she grabbed Qiao Yunjian’s arm and pulled him away. She stared at Qiao Yunjian with her big, beautiful eyes and shouted at him:

“You are injured. Elder Fang said you can’t drink. You can’t drink! How many times have I said it? Don’t you understand?”

“You are so old, and you still want me to control you all day long! I’m going to leave for a while, and you want to drink again?!”

Qiao Yunjian didn’t have the airs of an elder at all. He looked down and didn’t refute. He was stern and honestly accepted the training.

“It would be fine if you drank some ordinary wine, but you always like to drink strong spirit wine. Every time you drink it, you vomit blood. I, I…”

Su Zhuyun’s voice was a little choked, and he said bitterly:

“If you dare to drink again, I will not care. When you die, I will come to collect your body!”