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Because he has yet to experience the power of this inner force skill, he does not know what level of progress this skill can make. However, with just a little bit of force, his true qi is like a tiger dashing through the meridians of a cave. Even though he has not yet mastered the skill, he is still confident that it will be very powerful, so there is no need to doubt about it.

One of the characteristics of the Nine Yang Divine Technique was that the speed of increase of true qi was a multiple of that of other ordinary inner force skills, just like how it was completely different from normal ones. It was obviously not able to match the speed of increase of true qi, even with Zhu Ci's broad body of meridians, the speed of increase in the speed of cultivation in the air was still equal to the speed of increase of one fold compared to the speed of training in the bottom of the lake, so the increase of the inner force in the upper dantian of Zhu Ci's dantian was much stronger than the increase of the middle inner force.

This night, the Great Rock Mountain's Zhu Ci received a new godly technique and obtained the direction of new martial arts development. She was overjoyed!

The night continued, but there were many people who could not sleep.

In a small loft in the courtyard of the Broken War Peak, a beautiful girl, whose beauty caused the surrounding air to become dazed, sat blankly in her room. This room looked like the room of a lady from a noble family, but there were a few swords and sabers placed on the walls.

It used to be full of little girls' laughter and good memories. Now, it was already late at night, but not a single candle in the room was lit.

Wisps of moonlight poured down from the sky through the dark clouds, shining onto her beautiful face. She was actually Zhu Ci's good brother Song Shaojie. It was just that at this moment, she was dressed up as a woman!

Now that she wasn't as magnanimous as before, she subconsciously hid on the soft bed in the room and hid herself in the darkness. It was as if she could escape from this reality without her usual calmness and confidence.

She curled up in the corner of the bed, the fan still in place on the muslin, her face buried in her lap like a kitten's in pity, remembering the little bits and pieces with Judith, the sweetness and the sadness that came to her at the same time.

The little girl bit her lips tightly, not wanting to cry again. Because she was no longer crying, "crying" could not change reality. But now, the little girl only wanted to let the time pass by as slowly as possible, and the sky would never brighten.

Since she could not change the reality of the situation, she chose to escape. She did not dare to sleep because she was afraid that once she woke up, one day would be over, and the day that she would announce her wedding day would be closer and closer.

"No, I can't escape, I have to fight. Why would I marry someone I don't like? Why is it that all the years I've spent with Ci have all gone down the drain just because of an engagement? " Song Shaojie shook his head violently, as if he was trying to shake off those escaping thoughts.

She kept muttering to herself, "As a girl, as long as I marry someone, I will be done for for the rest of my life. I will never be able to get back. I don't want to be like this. I want to be together with him!"

But when Song Shaojie thought of how her grandfather, who had been together with her for so many years, was completely obedient to her and had a kind face yet was now shaking his head and sighing, her heart softened again. She did not know how she should face her grandfather.

"Do I have to accept fate?" Song Shaojie thought helplessly.

Just as Song Shaojie was having trouble sleeping through the night, on the not too distant Qingfeng Peak, there was another scene in a secluded room.

The center of the room was large and elegant, showing the slight difference between the masses.

In order to facilitate training, her hair was wrapped in a small black bag. Although she was only in her teens and had yet to leave the pavilion, she was just like a beautiful young married woman. Adding to that pair of gem-like eyes, her beauty was comparable to Song Shaojie's.

She had been sitting in front of her desk the whole time to cultivate. She had been sitting there since daytime and had even placed her rations on the table. It was unknown as to how she was able to withstand such depression and continue cultivating day and night.

The window was slowly blown open by the wind. The girl's face immediately paled, and as the wind blew against the candlelight, it became clear that she wasn't moving at all.

Amongst everyone in the Danxia Sect, including her teacher, Yang Pingquan, as well as her many martial sisters, none of them knew that they would definitely be ranked first among the true disciples.

Even though she had already achieved half of her goal for being the number one disciple in the Dao Path, she was not happy at all. Ever since she was young, she had been continuously cultivating for a whole ten years. Her Nine Yin Scriptures were extraordinary, but there was always a problem with them.

This question made her proud heart slightly ponder. It actually almost caused her to go berserk just now. But she herself did not understand, why is that cripple not afraid of her Great Art of Soul Shifting? She must know that her Great Art of Soul Shifting contained her sect's Demon Eyes, but he is a cripple! However, he felt that he would not deceive himself. He was clearly not afraid. Not only was he not afraid, he even faced his gaze and had a gaze that wanted to swallow him up.

At that time, she was actually a little afraid, thinking that the top disciple in her generation would actually be afraid of the eyes of a useless trash like him. Thinking about it, it was quite laughable.

However, without any warning, the blush on her face disappeared and returned to her usual arrogant and expressionless face.

At this moment, a faint black figure floated in from the open window like green smoke. It was as if it was a lifeless leaf. It was so silent that it didn't even disturb the harmony of the surrounding environment.

It was truly a peerless Qing Gong!

Even Yang Pingquan, the leader of Qingfeng Peak, would feel ashamed when he saw this. However, she was not surprised by this kind of lightness skill or the sudden intrusion. She only looked at him with an expressionless face.

The masked man in black kneeled on one knee towards the woman who had a perfect figure, and with a voice as soft as a mosquito, he said, "Sun and Moon Emissary, Jia He greets the elders. Reporting to the elders, the news shows that the unorthodox and self-styled Sect Leader is indeed cultivating in the Danxia Valley!"

Sun Moon Main Altar's envoy, Sect Leader, Elders, "Enchanting"!

And the night continued.

It didn't matter if people were willing or not, the sun would still rise as usual, and a new day also meant that the 'Three Meridians Meridians' competition was coming soon. Although many people did not really like this competition, it was still a natural law that no one could go against, especially with regards to the 'Life and Death' competition.

Finally he opened his eyes, lowered his body, and stretched.

After a night of practice, Zhu Ci was finally able to moderate the flow of zhenqi within his dantian and the middle dantian. Although he had not slept all night, his mental state had never been better.

He seemed to have understood that the Nine Yang Divine Technique could replace sleep when he cultivated it, and its effects were even stronger than the energy provided by his biochemical body. This discovery was a source of great excitement to Chu Ci.

One must know that every day's time was very limited. Every cultivator hoped that they could have more time to practice martial arts every day.

Unfortunately, no matter how good a person's body was, they still needed to rest normally. Even if the consumption of inner force was relatively small, it was relative to the usual consumption. Compared to sleep, it was still far from enough. A person needed sufficient rest to ensure his normal activities.

To ensure a certain amount of sleep every day was equivalent to wasting a lot of time. Fortunately, this was something everyone had to do, so everyone was still at the same starting line. However, the Nine Yang Divine Technique was different. The Nine Yang Divine Technique had the attribute of nourishing one's life. It could replace the unexpected effect of sleeping to a certain extent, which made him overjoyed!

What Zhu Ci needed the most right now was a large amount of time to train in order to raise his strength in his normal state, and not to use the move 'God Slaughtering Strike' from his pitiful central dantian. Once this move was used, as long as he still wanted to hide his identity, he could only allow himself to be bullied.

But reality left him with little time. It was not easy to squeeze out a little more time when he was close to being linked by the Three Meridians. With the advantage of the Nine Yang Divine Technique, he had gained a few more hours of practice time. How could he not be overjoyed? This was because the Nine Yang Divine Technique could greatly increase one's true qi at the same time, much more than ordinary inner force skills.

Zhua Qi got off the bed, washed and tidied up. He walked to the wall, picked up the knife, and then rushed to the back of the mountain. The reason why he was in such a hurry to run away was because the three branches were in the same alliance. Although the disciples of the Great Rock Mountain might not necessarily come to participate in the Large Competition, they all had a strand of hope that they would be able to replace the disciples of the three branches in the Large Competition.

In addition, Zhu Chi also felt that the Nine Yang Divine Technique was clearly different, which was why he could not practice in the courtyard. That was why he had rushed to the back mountain in such a hurry.