[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-borrowing-the-sword":3,"chapter-borrowing-the-sword-borrowing-the-sword-chapter-23":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Borrowing the Sword",{"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},2214588,3888,"Chapter 23","borrowing-the-sword-chapter-23",23,"\u003Cp>Clouds as Bait\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Shopkeeper, we'll take all the fishing rods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Low-ranking disciples brought out by a Venerable to be inspected by the experts of the Profound Heaven Sect were, after all, no ordinary people. When the mist rose, the group did not panic. The young man in the center stepped forward to take charge: \"Fellow virtuous brothers, let us each rely on our own fate. We must not fight or snatch, lest we make a laughingstock of ourselves before our seniors.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Venerable had brought five or six people, but Chen Jun would only accept one. Disputes existed among them, but since the fish had not yet been caught, these were all just reflections in a mirror or flowers in the water. The young scions of noble families all said, \"True, let's listen to Brother Huang.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Aside from this group, there were seven or eight idlers circled in by Chen Jun, including Ruan Ci. They were either peddlers or tourists—though calling them tourists, they actually had some intention of bumping into a stroke of fate. Ruan Ci did not speak, remaining seated on the large rock in the corner. The remaining idlers, unwilling to give up just like that, were already surrounding the peddlers, offering heavy gold to buy the fishing rods.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those two peddlers had low aptitude and lowly status, both over forty years of age. Their hopes of joining a high-ranking sect had long since died. At this moment, they were grinning from ear to ear, taking out all the fishing rods they had in their arms. There were a dozen or so sets, and one of them shouted, \"Without two thousand spirit coins, I won't sell!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This put the group of young masters in a difficult spot. Which of them would carry so many spirit coins on their person? Young Master Huang said, \"We didn't bring money, but we won't shortchange you. This bamboo flute is a mid-grade magic treasure; in the city, it's enough to exchange for tens of thousands of spirit coins. We'll take all your fishing rods.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These fishing rods were merely attached with some crude spiritual patterns, making them slightly tougher than those made by mortals; they didn't even count as low-grade magic treasures. Ordinarily, renting one would only cost a few spirit coins. Young Master Huang's offer could not be called low, but the peddler had just asked for two thousand spirit coins per rod. He had nine rods, and the price of the bamboo flute was still insufficient. The peddler separated six rods and said, \"Young masters, there are six of you in your party; these are enough. I'll sell the remaining three to someone else.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Huang sighed, \"That will have to do.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He picked up the bamboo flute and placed it to his lips, pursing them to blow, but there was no sound. Not far away, a man in black robes who was also scrambling to buy a fishing rod suddenly collapsed to the ground. A bloody hole slowly appeared on his temple, but what flowed out was not red blood, but pink foam, looking as if blood and brains had been churned together many times.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was startled and scattered, assuming a defensive stance. The peddler's teeth chattered, continuously making a 'clack-clack-clack' sound. Young Master Huang adjusted his breath for a moment and raised the bamboo flute again. The peddler screamed, \"I'll sell them all to you, Young Master! No, I'll offer them all to you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Huang smiled, \"That's not necessary. Trade must be fair; I will still pay you the price—just wait a moment. After I offer the fish to my master, I will give you the magic treasure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was the oldest and had the highest cultivation base, already at the peak of Qi Refining. With this bamboo flute magic treasure in hand, he seemed to have faintly suppressed the entire scene. No one dared to speak. They watched as Young Master Huang distributed the rods to his peers. He kept only six rods for himself and destroyed the rest. The six of them sat by the pond, one at each corner, and began to fish.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two peddlers, having lost their rods, huddled at the edge of the mist, their faces full of trepidation. Of the remaining five, Ruan Ci was still sitting on the large rock. She hadn't come to buy a rod when they were being fought over, and when Young Master Huang killed to seize the rods, she had only watched coldly. The four idlers didn't consider her an accomplice either; the four gathered together to discuss in low voices, seemingly weighing how troublesome Young Master Huang was—that bamboo flute was indeed a sharp weapon; ordinary rogue cultivators probably couldn't even handle Young Master Huang alone.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So, why does everyone want to join a high-ranking sect? Even with the same realm, the cultivation of a disciple from a prestigious sect and a rogue cultivator are completely different. Even in the Qi Refining stage, which has just begun to approach the Dao, if one is a rogue cultivator, like these peddlers, it is true that they are cultivators—they can sense the Dao rhyme and cultivate spiritual power; they should also have practiced things like Fireball Technique or Water Dragon Technique. These are things Ruan Ci cannot do. She cannot sense the Dao rhyme, so she can never cultivate the Dao. Even if she can consume spiritual food, the spiritual energy just circles in her body and then leaves; without the Dao rhyme as a medium, it cannot remain. At least in the Langhuan Zhou Tian, this is how it is. Even if the old man gave her a chess piece, it only made outsiders think she could sense the Dao rhyme; just like that cosmic chessboard, it was merely a sophisticated illusion.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But when it comes to real, hand-to-hand combat, a 'mortal expert' like Ruan Ci can take on two or three with one hand. Essentially, without Foundation Establishment, Qi Refining cultivators are still in the realm of mortals. They usually cannot practice Grain Grain Bigu, they get thirsty and hungry, they age just the same, and they cannot ride the air. Naturally, if they are killed, they will die just the same—if it were a Foundation Establishment cultivator, they could block a strike from the bamboo flute with their physical body alone. According to Wang Panpan, if one reaches the Nascent Soul or Cave Heaven realm, even having one's head severed might not mean death. Some Heavenly Demon experts can even regenerate from a drop of blood. Once at that stage, if one lacks the corresponding means, it is extremely difficult to completely eradicate them.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>However, Qi Refining cultivators like Young Master Huang are different from rogue cultivators like the peddlers. Since they could be brought by a Dao Palace Venerable, their backgrounds are naturally not poor. They have polished their bones and muscles since childhood, intending to cultivate the 'Flawless Golden Body' during Foundation Establishment. Their physical martial arts alone can match a mortal expert like Ruan Ci. Furthermore, they have magic treasures bestowed by their families—some for killing, some for protection. Even fighting a dozen rogue cultivators alone is no problem. If their families also provided a guardian puppet, and if they have enough spirit stones, ravaging a small Qi Refining sect alone is a mere trifle.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seen this way, Qi Refining cultivators still rely mostly on their family wealth. Even with the best talent, reaching the Flawless Golden Body is the pinnacle of the Qi Refining stage, but it cannot withstand a strike from a good magic treasure. The Flawless Golden Body only means that spiritual energy does not leak; it doesn't mean it can be impervious to every magic treasure strike.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Huang has the bamboo flute in hand; if the rogue cultivators don't have magic treasures of equal power, stepping forward is just seeking death. Everyone understands this truth, so Young Master Huang smiles slightly, closes his eyes, and fishes, seemingly having victory in his grasp. But for a prestigious sect to accept disciples, such an opportunity is rare in several lifetimes. The few rogue guests discussed for a long time, still unwilling to retreat. A young girl in white gritted her teeth and sat down by the pond, taking out a jade fishing rod from her bosom, saying, \"I won't buy one; I'll fish myself. Let us each rely on our own fate. Fellow Dao brothers, the Ancestor is watching from above; it would be better to be more refined.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was well said. The Dao Palace disciples saw her rod was good and were originally itching to move, but her words made them hesitate. If they killed several people in internal strife before even catching a fish, they feared displeasing their teachers. They all looked at Young Master Huang. Young Master Huang pondered for a moment, sneered, and said, \"Very well, you have a fishing rod, that is your fate—but this young lady, what is your intention in staying by the pond? Are you waiting for us to catch the fish so you can come and snatch it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Of the dozen or so people present, the two peddlers had already retreated to the edge of the mist, and the four rogue guests were standing more than ten feet away from the pond. Unless they were intentionally hiding their malice, they had almost withdrawn from the first round of competition. If the fish were truly caught, they would have to wait for the people by the pond to fight a round before they could catch up. Seven people were fishing by the pond, and Ruan Ci was sitting nearby watching. Young Master Huang naturally felt she was too conspicuous and had to force her to retreat to feel at ease.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruan Ci watched coldly. Seeing all seven people by the pond looking over with clear ill intent, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart. She had originally wanted to sit on the mountain and watch the tigers fight, preferably waiting for Young Master Huang and his group to fight among themselves and force out a few more trump cards, which would make it easier for her to clean up later. But now it seemed that no one was stupid; the Dao Palace group would clean up all outsiders even if they were to fight internally, and even if they caught the fish, it might not necessarily result in death. Moreover, she was also getting impatient.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She might not feel it herself, but ever since Ruan Ci played that game of chess, her temperament seemed to be more unrestrained than before. She just didn't want to be too constrained. She rolled up her sleeves, and everyone's eyes gathered, looking at her wrists, which were as white as flower branches, yet there was only vigilance and no lust. Ruan Ci said, \"Didn't you say to rely on one's own fate? The fish is in the pond; can't I use my hand as a fishing rod?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Refining cultivators cannot yet hide their spiritual power, and their cultivation base can be seen at a glance by their peers. Young Master Huang and the others had long seen that Ruan Ci had no spiritual power, but they dared not underestimate her because of it; instead, they held her in even higher regard. With Ruan Ci's aptitude, not practicing any cultivation method, it was highly likely that her family valued her and wanted her to worship a famous master to practice the most superior cultivation methods from the Qi Refining stage. Moreover, although Ruan Ci had no cultivation base, her whole body carried a layer of clear energy, and the clear energy was slightly golden; she should be close to cultivating the Flawless Golden Body. Without spiritual power to assist, to be able to cultivate to this point, the method she used for body refining must be extremely superior.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She hadn't snatched a rod at first, and now she wanted to use her hand, looking calm and composed. Young Master Huang could tolerate that female cultivator, but he couldn't tolerate her. He said in a deep voice, \"The water of the Stone Pond is transformed from the spiritual energy of Ningshan, the clearest of all. If you put your hand in, you'll dirty the water, and the fish won't come out.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruan Ci sneered, \"Is that so? Then what if I catch it?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Young Master Huang pulled out the bamboo flute at his waist, stared fixedly at Ruan Ci, and said in a deep voice, \"Then I can only say I'm sorry. I advise you to be sensible, young lady.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was polite time and again, not for any other reason, but fearing Ruan Ci had an extraordinary background, unlike the rogue cultivator who had just died, who was old and had impure and mixed cultivation, so he could be killed casually. However, the path to immortality was paramount; if Ruan Ci still refused to leave, he would have no choice but to kill her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The shadow of that big fish was still playing under the water, seemingly unaware of the tense atmosphere on the shore, and not at all interested in the floating bait. Ruan Ci's fingers stopped above the water surface, she looked up at Young Master Huang, and laughed, \"Blow then, I'm afraid you won't blow.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her appearance was outstanding, but she was still young and dressed in men's clothing, so she didn't look very eye-catching. At this moment, she suddenly laughed, and everyone showed looks of amazement. Even Young Master Huang was distracted for a moment, but with his background, he had seen countless beauties and quickly regained his composure, frowning as he placed the bamboo flute to his lips and blew hard.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Seeing Ruan Ci calm and composed, he guessed she had a protective magic treasure that could block the air arrows emitted by the bamboo flute, so he kept an eye out. Pressing his fingers on the flute holes, he secretly pinched a spell and blew out two air arrows. One blast of wind rushed toward Ruan Ci's eyes, and the other, a hidden force, shot out from the tail of the flute toward the ground, waiting for Ruan Ci to lean back to dodge the bright arrow, so it could strike her heart and take her life.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>It happened in a flash; the air arrows were upon her in the blink of an eye. Young Master Huang never expected that Ruan Ci would just slightly lower her head, letting the air arrow hit her forehead. That air arrow had not only pierced the black-robed cultivator's temple in one go but also churned his brains into foam, showing its power. But hitting Ruan Ci, it only made a 'poof' sound and then quietly dissipated, without causing Ruan Ci any damage at all.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A full-strength strike from a mid-grade magic treasure couldn't do anything to her!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Everyone was stunned. Young Master Huang's reaction was still quite fast; he reached back to pat his treasure pouch, but his vision blurred. Ruan Ci had already flashed behind him at some point and pushed him on the back, saying, \"Go down.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The force in her hand was immense. Even though Young Master Huang had cultivated spiritual power, he couldn't resist and was patted into the pond. When he tried to swim up, his expression changed. He struggled and exhaled bubbles, but had no way to borrow force, dancing as he fell downward.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The pond water was extremely clear, and one could see the blue sky under Fushan at a glance. Young Master Huang sank deeper and deeper, bubbles appearing continuously. His figure became smaller and smaller, yet it was still clearly visible. After a while, the look of terror on his face grew, he danced and gestured, and his falling speed became faster and faster, but he no longer exhaled bubbles. Instead, everyone heard screams coming from the air from afar. The girl in white whispered, \"So the Stone Pond really has no bottom...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Qi Refining cultivators cannot ride the air to fly. Falling from such a high place, if the Dao Palace Venerable didn't rescue him in time, Young Master Huang would definitely fall to his death. Ruan Ci pointed to the pond water and said, \"Look, you said my hand would dirty the pond water. He fell in for so long, he must be dirty to death, but isn't the fish still there?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She threw the bamboo flute in her hand to the peddler and said, \"There, he owed you this. No need to thank me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>How powerful was Young Master Huang's bamboo flute? Ruan Ci had actually taken a hit head-on. She spoke innocently and was very kind to people, but everyone was scared out of their wits. They figured that none of their own magic treasures could surpass the bamboo flute. If a strike didn't hit, given Ruan Ci's movement technique, being thrown into the pond by her would be the same fate as Young Master Huang.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Among the four family scions, two had already stood up and walked to the peddler's side. The few rogue cultivators didn't even need to be mentioned; they didn't even have magic treasures, so how could they compete with Ruan Ci? Only the girl in white still stubbornly said, \"It was agreed... each relies on their own fate...\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Ruan Ci glanced at her, and she also fell silent—who had agreed with her on relying on one's own fate?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Looking around, everyone was silent. Ruan Ci had been aggrieved for a lifetime, always being arranged by others. Today, she could finally arrange others, but she didn't feel very proud in her heart. Although among Qi Refining cultivators, she probably had no opponents, this Langhuan Zhou Tian was not just Qi Refining cultivators.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"If you want to fish, just fish,\" she said. \"Without even any bait, you won't catch anything even if you sit for a hundred years. The Immortal Master can wait for you for a hundred years, or even a thousand years, but can you live for a thousand years?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This was indeed the truth. Everyone had fished for a while, but the fish shadow didn't move at all. Ruan Ci lay down by the pond, rolled up her sleeves, and reached into the water. Several people stretched their necks to look. She paddled her white, flower-like forearms in the water and called out, \"Little fish, little fish, come here and eat.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her tone was innocent and quite cute. If she hadn't just killed Young Master Huang, someone would definitely have laughed out loud. At this moment, they couldn't help but feel she was taking things too much for granted. No one had caught a fish in the Ningshan Pond for over a hundred years, and there was no lack of people who had dropped bait to attract them or cast nets to catch them. The bait would sink as soon as it hit the water, and the fishing nets would pass through the fish shadow as if it were nothing. How could the fish come just because she reached out and waved?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Just as they were exchanging glances, the girl in white suddenly exclaimed, \"The fish moved, the fish moved!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Sure enough, they saw that fish shadow, which had only moved occasionally in the water, now seemingly attracted by Ruan Ci, flicking its tail and turning around. After a slight hesitation, it slowly swam toward Ruan Ci's palm.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The two peddlers who had been waiting at the edge of the mist couldn't care less and shouted, \"How is this possible? This fish is just a phantom shadow; no matter what the fisherman does, it won't react—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They, along with several rogue cultivators, rushed to the edge of the pond, only daring not to get too close to Ruan Ci. The few family scions also dropped their fishing rods, staring dumbfounded as the fish swam closer and closer. Originally, they could only see a vague fish shadow, but now they could gradually see the fish's body—it was a koi with bright red eyes and shining scales.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The koi swam closer and became even more excited, shaking its head and wagging its tail. Suddenly, it flicked its tail and pounced like lightning toward Ruan Ci's onion-like fingers. Ruan Ci giggled, clamped the fish's head with her backhand, grabbed it out of the water, and shouted, \"Caught you!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mist by the pond scattered one after another. On the high platform, the Dao Palace Venerable's face was livid, while Chen Jun remained indifferent. Everyone's eyes gathered on Ruan Ci. Ruan Ci held the jumping fish and walked toward the water pavilion. Behind her, there was a sharp sound of wind, and a female voice shouted, \"I'm sorry, but I really want it!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>This voice was urgent and mournful, seemingly able to stir the deepest emotions in one's heart, making people's reactions inevitably slow by a beat. The two peddlers heard it and immediately went limp on the ground, and the faces of several family scions also showed hesitation. Ruan Ci's footsteps seemed to pause slightly, and a hand reached out from Ruan Ci's side toward the koi—\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"Ah!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A scream came, and in the blink of an eye, there was another sound of water. The girl in white was kicked by Ruan Ci and flew backward, falling into the water. The crowd at the entrance of the mountain path was in an uproar, shouting, \"That person just now was also kicked down by her!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a handsome movement—and she hasn't even practiced any cultivation methods yet!\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Those few family scions showed fear and dared not come to snatch it again. Amidst the discussion, Ruan Ci remained calm, held the koi up to the water pavilion, and said, \"There, it's already presented before you. Does the Immortal Master keep his word?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Jun smiled slightly and said, \"Naturally, I keep my word. From today on, you are a member of the Profound Heaven Sect.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He flicked his horsetail whisk, and a maidservant naturally took Ruan Ci away. Chen Jun waved his horsetail whisk again, and amidst the endless screams and wails, the girl in white and Young Master Huang flew back from the air. The girl in white was still better off, but Young Master Huang was streaming with tears and snot, and even his crotch was wet with a large patch.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Dao Palace Venerable snorted and said angrily, \"Useless monster!\" He waved his sleeve and took Young Master Huang away.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Jun shook his head and sighed, \"The family scions of Nanzhuzhou seem a bit useless.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>These few family scions, not to mention being incomparable to Ruan Ci, didn't even have the courage of the girl in white. The Venerable couldn't help but sigh. The two looked at each other for a moment, and the Venerable glanced at Ruan Ci's back and suddenly asked, \"How did this little girl induce the spiritual fish to turn from virtual to real? I didn't even see it.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>He was clearly suspicious, \"This spiritual fish in Ningshan Pond is the essence soul of a Cave Heaven. It is precisely because the clear energy is impure that it failed to turn virtual into real at the last moment and was thrown here. As a mortal, how could she have such a treasure to catalyze the spiritual fish?\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Suddenly, he felt something was wrong, \"But since the spiritual fish is born, Ningshan Pond should also be reborn with spiritual energy and point to the Cave Heaven—\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Jun flicked his horsetail whisk lightly. When the Venerable looked over, he saw the pond water rippling, and the shadow of the big fish was wriggling and swimming freely in it. Where was there any sign of it being caught? He couldn't help but be speechless. After a long while, he sighed, \"I misjudged. The little girl has a very sophisticated illusion magic treasure.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Chen Jun raised his cup to take a sip of tea, his eyebrows curved, and also said, \"What a pity, such a great favor from the Venerable.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The Venerable had wasted so much effort, only to make a wedding dress for a mortal of unknown origin. He knew that Ruan Ci must have a foundation, and he feared Chen Jun had also seen it. Alas, his own disciples were truly unbearable, and it was also his own poor judgment of people. With full anger that he couldn't vent, he had to raise his hand to say goodbye.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The mountain soon became quiet again. Chen Jun was still sitting on the fishing platform tasting tea. After a long time, he let out a long sigh.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>\"What a pity, this trouble has finally found its way to me.\"\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>His expression gradually turned cold, and he splashed the remaining tea in his cup into the mountain pond. The tea leaves entered the water and made a light sound. The fish shadow in the pond disappeared at the sound. The tea leaves unfolded and swayed in the water. After a while, they twisted and changed, and it was another shadow of a big fish, swaying in the mountain pond.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※※\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Updated, sorry for the long wait, everyone. Leave a comment within 24 hours of this chapter for a chance to win 5000 Jinjiang coins, 50 people will be drawn, let's see your luck!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>For now, I'm still working hard on writing the stockpile. How about I arrange for system-added updates once I've written up to chapter 40, enough for my trip in September?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And then, recently, should I consider arranging something when the comments and collections break ten thousand?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Bought some Guiwei lychees to eat today, nine jin for only 78, aren't this year's Guiwei a bit too cheap, ah ah ah ah.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>. 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