[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-ancestor-the-times-have-changed":3,"chapter-ancestor-the-times-have-changed-ancestor-the-times-have-changed-chapter-36":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Ancestor, the Times Have Changed",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2299358,4498,"Chapter 36: Zhang Yunlu Tests Her Sword at Chi Jiuyu's Pool","ancestor-the-times-have-changed-chapter-36",36,"\u003Cp>Zhang Yunlu listed off every one of Chi Jiuyu’s accomplishments as if reciting family heirlooms.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the younger generation, she was truly a legend; across the entire Central Continent, only a handful of peers could match her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Moreover, her origins were deeply mysterious—everyone knew she came from Jianzong and possessed extraordinary talent, but no one knew who her master was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chi Jiuyu hadn’t expected to find fans here; she turned to look at Xu Xing, eager to show off to her uncle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Didn’t know you were that famous,” Xu Xing said without dampening her spirits.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Hearing this, she pulled out a folding fan from nowhere, snapped it open with a *click*, fanned herself lightly, then said with false modesty: “There are certainly many talented ones in my circle, but none quite measure up to me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes betrayed unmistakable pride.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Having changed into a new outfit after returning—orange T-shirt, denim shorts, and flip-flops—her current pose made her look like a retired official, utterly absurd.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yunlu: “...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Had she mistaken someone?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Perfect. Go spar with your fan,” Xu Xing chuckled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xuanjian City was too small; he’d brought Chi Jiuyu down specifically so Zhang Yunlu could witness what a true prodigy looked like.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You even know the word ‘fan’—Uncle, you’re adapting fast,” Chi Jiuyu tucked away her fan and stood up. “But isn’t this a bit unfair to her? And this space is too cramped.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You don’t need to worry about that.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Snap!* With a finger snap, the surroundings receded from both of them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In an instant, Xu Xing became a distant speck, while the newly expanded space stretched white and endless—as if forcibly inserted into the world, or space itself ripped open.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A footstep apart, yet a thousand miles away?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Like the Primordial Qi Great Grasping Hand, this was a famed great divine art.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d once faced an opponent at the Immortal Sect Grand Tournament who used it, dragging out a half-hour battle against her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But could this divine art be used like this? And wasn’t Uncle’s range wildly excessive? “This space is more than enough for you two,” came the voice, unchanged as before—as if Xu Xing still sat in his original seat. “As for your realm...”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The next moment, Chi Jiuyu felt her Nascent Soul magic power continuously regressing, plummeting—within moments, it dropped to Golden Core level, yet didn’t stop, soon losing its magical properties entirely, leaving only pure Foundation Establishment true energy, until even that thinned into Qi Refining ninth-layer spiritual energy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Along with her magic power, her physical condition—once rivaling that of a Nascent Soul body cultivator—also plummeted.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Ninth layer. Just right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chi Jiuyu wasn’t alarmed; instead, she was curious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>What kind of divine art was this? Words become law?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She clenched her fist, feeling the unprecedented weakness, then looked at Zhang Yunlu, drew a sword, and swung it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Come on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Really going to fight?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And with Chi Jiuyu?! Gulp.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yunlu felt her heartbeat accelerate far beyond normal, yet strangely, she wasn’t afraid—she was even excited.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Such an opportunity was too rare.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She stepped back, drew her sword from her storage ring—the cold grip of the hilt calmed her nerves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She took a deep breath and said seriously: “Please instruct me.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Go ahead, go ahead!” Chi Jiuyu looked utterly relaxed. “You strike first.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Mm.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The instant her words ended, she and her sword lunged at Chi Jiuyu—then, as she closed the distance, the blade vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That sword technique is downright sneaky. I’ll have to ask Uncle to teach me that later.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Clang!* Chi Jiuyu merely waved her sword casually, effortlessly blocking the blade’s sudden reappearance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Zhang Yunlu didn’t falter; she retreated and slashed out three sword beams, all of which Chi Jiuyu evaded effortlessly. “My master once said: a swordsman must forge his own style—blindly following sword forms won’t make you great. Obsession with rigid rules prevents true mastery.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she spoke, her sword never left Zhang Yunlu’s side, its tip hovering three inches from her brow.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>No matter how Zhang Yunlu retreated or dodged, the distance never changed.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She retreated dozens of meters; every time she tried to sweep the blade away, Chi Jiuyu seemed to foresee her move—her sword flicked once, effortlessly parrying Zhang Yunlu’s strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She couldn’t even release sword beams—any slight output of spiritual energy was casually shattered by Chi Jiuyu’s casual swing.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>In that moment, she realized the gap between them—Chi Jiuyu was barely older than she was.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her emotions surged, then settled again.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This couldn’t continue. Time to gamble! Making her decision, she thrust her sword again at Chi Jiuyu—just as expected, it was blocked.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But this time, Zhang Yunlu didn’t retreat—she stepped forward, letting the blade sliding off Chi Jiuyu’s sword strike her shoulder.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Oh? Zhang Yunlu’s gaze was utterly calm—but upon closer look, a deeply hidden madness flickered within.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chi Jiuyu was surprised.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Enough. You’re truly suited to be a swordsman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The words reached her ears—Zhang Yunlu’s vision blurred, the back of her neck throbbed, and she collapsed forward, unconscious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Only then did Chi Jiuyu finally take it seriously—she slipped behind Zhang Yunlu and knocked her out with the pommel of her sword.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She reached out and caught Zhang Yunlu as she fell: “All done, Uncle!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As she called out, the white space shrank—the distant scenery rushed back, everything returning to its original state.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Xu Xing tapped his fingers lightly on the table: “Give me your assessment.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hmm...” Chi Jiuyu first laid the unconscious Zhang Yunlu on the chair. “She’s truly suited to be a swordsman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Not only ruthless toward enemies, but ruthless toward herself.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>According to that old man from the Swordholding Hall, people like this are born killers—only now, in this peaceful age, such talents are buried.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But once she reaches Foundation Establishment, send her to the Starry Battlefield for training—she’ll become an excellent swordsman.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>On matters like this, Chi Jiuyu was serious.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After all, her goal was to become the next head of Jianzong—more talent under her was always better.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Uncle, you’ll let her join Jianzong, right?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“It’s up to her own will.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>That was fine—someone like her would never refuse Jianzong.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“But someone from Taishang Daozong seems interested in taking her in as well.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>*Bang!* Chi Jiuyu slammed her palm on the table—though she held back her force, the table nearly overturned.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Taishang Daozong? Which bastard dares steal someone Jianzong has set its eyes on!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She’d just been blocked on three accounts—she was already furious at the mere mention of “Taishang Daozong.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You planning to pick a fight with a Dao-Union cultivator?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Of course not.\" She wasn't that arrogant. \"But what about you, Uncle? Are you just going to stand idly by while another sect's Dao-Union bullies our own?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Taishang Daozong and Jianzong have been allies for generations. Do you think I’d bully a junior?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the original Six Immortal Sects, Taishang Daozong and Jianzong had always been the closest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>While some individual cultivators from each sect might clash, the alliance between the two sects would never change.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Please collect, please follow! 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