Chapter 110: I Am Chi Jiu Yu

“Any other questions?”

“No, no more.” Chi Jiu Yu scratched his head.

“Then get out.”

“Got it!”

Chi Jiu Yu merged with the swordlight and shot into the sky, instantly breaking through the inner sect and diving downward.

Not long after she left, Xu Xing appeared beside Bie Xue Ning.

“Sister, are you certain this will be the trial ground?”

“Mm.”

“That won’t be simple.”

Though the talisman suppresses everything to Foundation Establishment, it’s still a planet teeming with an entire species.

The enemies you’ll face this time aren’t comparable to those low-intelligence Tongxuan grass monsters in the Moonshadow Secret Realm.

“Better to have none than to settle for less.”

If you can’t pass this trial, becoming her disciple won’t bring you much benefit—after all, not everyone is as tough as Chi Jiu Yu.

True.

Xu Xing nodded slightly: “I’ve reviewed the materials Master Ba Zun sent. After visiting Lingyin Market, I plan to pay another visit to the Alliance of Righteous Sects.”

After reviewing so much data, he was certain: Yuan was indeed a transmigrator, and likely his fellow countryman.

In that case, the Alliance of Righteous Sects must be visited—it’s the organization Yuan founded with several righteous sects.

“The Alliance of Righteous Sects… Brother, if you go there directly, you might stir up some unpleasantness.”

In today’s Tai Xuan Realm, though the Alliance of Righteous Sects nominally stands equal to the Seven Immortal Sects, everyone—including themselves—knows they’re still inferior.

After all, they have no Peak Existence.

Precisely because of this, they’re deeply wary of the Seven Immortal Sects, especially their Peak Existences.

But who is Xu Xing? Sword Sect’s Sword Ancestor, the architect of the “Tai Xuan Blood Calamity.”

To some extent, the Alliance of Righteous Sects owes its very existence to the “Tai Xuan Blood Calamity” of old.

If you rashly show up at the Alliance, someone might misunderstand.

They might think the Sword Sect intends to swallow the Alliance, or that the Sword Ancestor resents the Alliance’s equality with the Seven Immortal Sects and seeks to erase it.

After all, didn’t the Sword Ancestor once go mad?

What chain reactions might follow? No one can say.

“I’ll go quietly.”

There’s no need to make a grand entrance—I’m going to the Alliance only to investigate Yuan.

“Take Jiu Yu with you,” Xu Xing volunteered.

“Whether you take Jiu Yu or not doesn’t matter.”

Huh? Then why did I have to bring Jiu Yu to Lingyin Market?

Bie Xue Ning raised her hand, her gaze sweeping over the sword’s blade, bright as congealed moonlight.

“You’ve shown restraint—you didn’t say anything you shouldn’t have.”

Yue Ling remained motionless, offering no reaction, as if playing dead.

A flash of light in her hand—Yue Ling vanished, clearly taken away by Bie Xue Ning.

…………

Outside the Sword Sect’s outer sect, Qingfeng District No. 47, Building 18.

Zhang Yunlu opened her eyes.

Dingdong!

A message alert sounded. She pulled out her phone and saw the sender was Chi Jiu Yu.

Chi Jiu Yu: “Open the window quick, I’m almost there!”

Huh? After a pause, Zhang Yunlu got up and opened her bedroom window.

Hu! A swordlight surged in with the morning chill, and upon landing, it took the form of Chi Jiu Yu.

“Good morning, little Yunlu.”

She greeted her while walking to the bed and flopping down on it, limbs sprawled.

This bed in Qingfeng District really brings back memories! “Good morning, Captain Jiu Yu.”

“Emm…”

The title sounded stranger the more she heard it. “Forget it. Just call me by my name from now on—I’m about to change it anyway.”

“Change it?”

“Nothing.” Chi Jiu Yu’s eyes darted, shifting topic: “How’s your ranking going?”

“Completed.”

She had defeated Xu Changming and become number one on the Qi Refining battle leaderboard.

“You didn’t just crush everyone using your Insight ability, did you?” Chi Jiu Yu propped her hands behind her head.

“No. In every match, I suppressed the spiritual power and physical traits boosted by Insight. Before each fight, I also swallowed three Tongxuan grasses.”

“Tongxuan grass? What’s it good for? Does it make you smarter?”

Since Xu Xing never explained, she didn’t know the Tongxuan grass from the secret realms had other effects.

Zhang Yunlu nodded slightly: “Mm.”

“Huh?”

As she was astonished, Zhang Yunlu already pulled out three Tongxuan grasses and handed them to her.

“Try them.”

“...” She reached out, took them, and sat up. “I’m buying these from you—I’ll transfer contribution points to you later.”

“No need.”

“That won’t do—you just joined the sect.”

With that, she crushed the three Tongxuan grasses together and stuffed them into her mouth.

Crackle! Crackle! The tough leaves shattered easily under her teeth. Juice flooded her mouth—plenty of moisture, slightly sour, nothing else notable.

Soon, Chi Jiu Yu swallowed all three Tongxuan grasses raw.

Zhang Yunlu, who had been about to fetch tools, paused: “How do you feel?”

“Feels…”

Chi Jiu Yu carefully sensed herself.

Her mind felt clearer, her spiritual perception smoother—like when she was in her Master’s meditation hall.

A weakened version of the buff state from the trial.

“Not bad. Should be very useful for you right now.”

Looks like little Yunlu prepared thoroughly. She’d planned to temper her arrogance—but now, no need.

Dingdong!

Another message. Zhang Yunlu looked at her phone; Chi Jiu Yu immediately stood and leaned over.

Ming Feng - Xu Changming: “Senior Sister, hello. I’m messaging to clarify rumors online—we never intended to target you offline. Please don’t be misled.”

Ming Feng - Xu Changming: “If possible, could you please issue a statement? We’re willing to pay thirty thousand contribution points as compensation.”

Ming Feng - Xu Changming: “/salute”

The sudden message left both girls stunned.

Statement?

Thirty thousand contribution points? “What did you do?” Chi Jiu Yu asked.

“I don’t know,” Zhang Yunlu shook her head slightly.

She’d been stuck in the virtual arena since yesterday—no time to go online.

“I’ll check!”

Chi Jiu Yu logged onto the Sword Sect’s internal forum.

After investigating a while, she finally understood what had happened.

“Quick! Give me your phone—I’ll talk to them!”

“...”

Chi Jiu Yu’s expression made Zhang Yunlu hesitate, but she still handed over the phone. Then she saw Chi Jiu Yu type furiously.

Lucky Xiao Zhang: “You’re targeting my little Yunlu?! /angry”

Her face wore a twisted grin—no trace of anger to be seen.

The other side took a long time to reply.

Ming Feng - Xu Changming: “May I ask who you are…?”

Lucky Xiao Zhang: “I’m Chi Jiu Yu.”

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