Wen Ping glanced at Yang Lele and the others, sighed, and said, "When your life is threatened, the Library Pavilion will directly kick you out, deeming the trial a failure. But if you’re afraid even of this, then the Ten Layers Tower is opened for you for nothing."
Qin Mo quickly responded, "Sect Leader, we’re not afraid, just feel that the first layer is too difficult, right? Those two Guardians are too strange; they can even breathe fire!"
Wen Ping smiled and said, "The fla used by Guardians is called the Fla Skill. If you break through the trial of the first layer, you have a ten percent chance of comprehending it. By analogy, each layer of the Guardians controls a type of fla technique. You have two hours to defeat them, and there is a chance to understand their Fla Skill."
Upon hearing this, Qin Mo was both surprised and delighted, completely forgetting how difficult he had just claid it to be, and asked, "Sect Leader, this martial arts you ntioned, isn’t it just this? So if you learn it, you can use Vein Technique without reaching the Profound level?"
Wen Ping explained, "To be precise, it’s not martial arts because it hasn’t reached the grade of Vein Technique. That’s why I initially told you it was martial arts, but its more accurate term is — Magic."
"Magic?"
"Vein Technique gathers Vein Qi, while Magic uses the Heaven and Earth Qi within the dantian of a Body Refining Cultivator."
"There’s such a technique!" Qin Mo was surprised.
These few days after joining the Immortal Sect, the Gravity Field, and the Fierce Beast Trial Ground had already amazed him. There was simply nothing like this on Flying Fish Island. No, rather, he hadn’t even heard of such miraculous things in East Lake.
Now, there’s another Magic.
Goodness!
Qin Mo marveled in his heart, gradually envisioning himself unleashing a sky full of flas, thinking how cool it felt. The earlier fear was gone from his mind, and he forgot the embarrassnt of being "instantly defeated."
Seeing Wen Ping about to leave, Qin Mo quickly asked, "Sect Leader, Brother Yang is afraid, but I’m not. Is there still a chance to attempt the Ten Layers Tower?"
As he spoke, before Yang Lele could retort, he already reached into his pocket for Gold Tickets.
He believed that if he tried again, it wouldn’t succeed anyway.
"No more chances today. If you want to enter, wait until tomorrow." With that, Wen Ping stepped away from the Library Pavilion.
Watching Wen Ping’s departing figure, Qin Mo’s hand with the money froze in mid-air. He turned back sowhat disappointedly to glance at the Library Pavilion, then sighed and said, "I’ll have to wait for tomorrow... If I had known, I wouldn’t have underestimated those two Body Refining Seventh Layer Guardians, leading to losing a chance to comprehend Magic for nothing."
At this ti, Yang Lele imdiately ran up to question Qin Mo, "Junior Brother Qin Mo, what did you an just now!"
Qin Mo quickly laughed and ran off, saying while running, "Brother, you tricked with Moonlight Dumplings, so I trick you with the Ten Layers Tower, tit for tat."
"You..." Yang Lele chased after him but was so angry that he only managed to shout "you."
Upon hearing the commotion, Miao Yin shook off her thoughts, looked towards the Library Pavilion, and felt a strong curiosity.
The Heaven and Earth Qi used in the Body Refining Realm has seemingly only been applied to martial arts, fists and feet, and weapons since the birth of East Lake, enhancing their power.
If this is true, and the Heaven and Earth Qi within the dantian can be used to perform Magic, wouldn’t it open up a new era of cultivation?
The more she thought about it, the more unbelievable it seed, so Miao Yin simply stopped thinking, took out a handkerchief, and quickly wiped Qin Mo’s cheeks, saying, "Young Master, I’ll go fetch you so water to wash up. I bought the third chance just now; I can give it to you."
Qin Mo was delighted, but then his expression sank again. After thinking for a mont, he said, "No need, this chance is yours."
Miao Yin hurriedly said, "Young Master..."
"Alright, don’t be so wordy; if I tell you to go in, you go in." Qin Mo took Miao Yin’s handkerchief and casually wiped his face, then continued, "The space in the first layer is a place full of gold, nothing but yellow sand. You must be careful inside; if the flas co, there’s nothing to shield you."
"Mm-hmm." Miao Yin nodded quickly.
"Cherish the opportunity. This trial of the Ten Layers Tower is only open for a day. Your power is stronger than mine, so be careful inside and make sure to kill the two Guardians in the first layer and avenge ."
Miao Yin nodded, clenched her pink fists, and seriously replied, "Rest assured, Young Master, I’ll make them die seven or eight tis to vent your anger."
"Alright." With that, Qin Mo hurriedly ran off, preparing to change into the Immortal Clear Wind Robe.
After Yang Lele and Qin Mo both left, Miao Yin turned her gaze to the entrance of the Library Pavilion. As Yun Liao entered first, she quickly followed, first tentatively reaching out her hand. Seeing that there was no danger as her hand passed through the door, she stepped in.
Harboring suspicion towards the Immortal Sect, Miao Yin stood in the first layer of the Ten Layers Tower—an endless desert.
Looking as far as the eye could see, there were golden sand dunes filled with desolation, heat, and grains of sand continually being lifted by the hot wind. Yet Miao Yin was both surprised and delighted by the sight.
Gazing at this "new world," Miao Yin couldn’t help but marvel, "A small Library Pavilion actually contains another world, and a world I’ve never seen before. No trees, no lakes..."
As Miao Yin marveled and admired this new world, she walked forward, constantly surveying her surroundings, looking for the Guardians of the first layer.
Suddenly, there was a commotion underfoot!
Rembering her Young Master’s warning, she imdiately retreated backward a few steps, rushing towards the base of a sand dune, intending to use it as cover from the Guardians’ flas.
Whoosh!
Just as she stepped back a few paces, two Guardians erged from where she had been standing.
Turning her head, Miao Yin’s face was serious, especially upon seeing the two gesturing with their hands. She recalled her Young Master’s words and actions and felt a wave of solemnity sweep over her, and she ducked down behind the dune.
In the next mont, fierce flas engulfed the spot she had been standing, spreading outward until they were overhead.
A yard away, Miao Yin could still feel the extraordinary heat of the flas. She was certain these flas were far from ordinary. The temperature of these flas reminded her of the flas in the blacksmith’s furnace on Flying Fish Island, used to lt refined iron and forge sharp weapons.
Even though she had heard her Young Master ntion it once, seeing it firsthand was still quite shocking.
Watching the flas gradually extinguish overhead, Miao Yin couldn’t help but exclaim, "So this is the power of Magic. If there’s truly a ten percent chance to comprehend it, these 1000 Golden Flowers are definitely worth it."
With that, Miao Yin drew a soft sword from her waist!
The soft sword has long been revered as the "Lord of Hundred Blades" and "Commander of Weapons." Users require a flexible waist and agile body, so most wielders of soft swords are won. Although the soft sword is light, it’s tougher than the hard sword, and the swordsmanship routines are completely different.
The forr emphasizes gentle movents, moving like a Flood Dragon in the sea or a Dragon and Phoenix in the sky, while being still like a steadfast Cang Song or a towering jade pillar. The latter emphasizes decisive combat, with sword movents as swift as thunder, striking to kill.
So when Miao Yin made her move, she flowed out like a breeze.
Swish—
Sword shadows fluttered, accompanying Miao Yin’s gentle deanor, entwining with the Guardians. Whenever she forced the Guardians back, trying to deliver a fatal blow, raging flas ca rushing in.
Swish—
Miao Yin rushed into the flas, using a Sword Technique to stir a layer of airflow, forcibly parting a pathway, then in a flash, swiftly moved the soft sword across one’s throat.
In the next mont, one Guardian turned into black smoke, vanishing in the desert.
Having slain one Guardian, the second naturally had no power to resist, after all, Miao Yin was at the Body Refining Twelfth Layer.
Though successful, Miao Yin’s face was serious, murmuring to herself, "Is this the power of Magic? After cultivation, it made two Body Refining Seventh Layer cultivators so strong!"
Although she wasn’t threatened by the two, they shattered her worldview.
She never thought Body Refining Seventh Layer could be so powerful!
If a Body Refining Eighth Layer or Ninth Layer cultivator ca, in this battle one definitely couldn’t rely on Martial Arts to win, could they? Magic, this thing, completely rewrote the saying, "Being a level apart creates a Celestial Abyss."
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