Chapter 710: Chapter 712: Drinking Leads to Trouble!
This sword not only reached the Conception, but its power was extremely mighty.
It drew the attention of many disciples of the Wuyang Sword Sect, who all looked up in wonder.
Yang Yan returned to Master Xianzhu’s side, resuming his original appearance,
Master Xianzhu transmitted a secret message to Yang Yan.
“My good disciple, you tricked me again!”
Although her words were reproachful, her tone was exceptionally joyful.
This sword vindicated her.
It also restored the reputation of Bamboo Sword Peak after years of being looked down upon.
She could now raise her head and face everyone with pride.
“Sect Master, Peak Masters, how do you think my disciple, whom I have been teaching, is doing?” she asked proudly.
The Peak Masters of Wuyang Sword Sect looked at the Sect Master, who tapped the table.
“The teaching was very well done,” he praised.
Master Xianzhu showed a smile.
“Thank you, Sect Master, for the compliment.”
“Indeed, to be able to cultivate the first sword of the Wuyang Sky Splitting Sword Technique within three days.
It appears your understanding of the Fire Dao is exceptionally profound.
At the same time, your talent for the Sword Technique is also extremely strong,” the Sect Master continued, speaking to Yang Yan.
“It’s all right,” Yang Yan said calmly.
He had already restrained himself with this sword.
If he had fully unleashed it, the power would have increased by another level.
If he were to elevate the Sword Dao and Sword Realm to the Entering Dao level, and simultaneously release all the Sword Qi within him,
the power of this sword would have at least increased tenfold!
However, exerting too much strength did not benefit him much, so he thought it over and decided against it.
Currently, he intended to remain low-key, waiting until he returned from the Cloud Forest to selectively display more.
“Modest, cautious.
Very good, such talent, aptitude, and Root Bone.
To still maintain humility is a rare quality,” continued the Sect Master of the Wuyang Sword Sect, praising further.
This prompted many disciples to look at Yang Yan with expressions of envy.
Of course!
There were also quite a few who grumbled, feeling jealous of Yang Yan, with some even cursing him in their hearts, hoping he would not go far.
“Sect Master, my disciple has always been this way,” Master Xianzhu said from the side.
She glanced at Yang Yan; he was too calm.
It was as if everything now was within his expectations.
“Could it be he wasn’t giving his all? Or is he deliberately this composed?” she wondered.
Little did she know that Yang Yan had been through numerous significant events, and the few words of praise in front of him truly felt like nothing to him.
“Xuan Yuan, if you have any questions about the Sword Technique or Swordsmanship in the future,
you can come to me, and I’ll help you untangle them,” the Sect Master of the Wuyang Sword Sect continued, speaking.
This sentence surprised the disciples of the Wuyang Sword Sect; the Sect Master intended to personally teach Yang Yan.
It was evident how much importance he placed on Yang Yan.
“Thank you, Sect Master,” Master Xianzhu quickly said.
Then she glanced at the unresponsive Yang Yan, feeling a helplessness inside.
“Sect Master, he’s probably happily stunned, so I’ll thank you on behalf of my disciple.”
The Sect Master of the Wuyang Sword Sect nodded slightly.
“All right, let’s continue the Sword Competition.”
Following this, many disciples appeared, demonstrating the Sword Dao, Sword Technique, and swordsmanship they had comprehended.
They all worked hard!
They wished to gain the Sect Master’s approval and hear the same words spoken to Yang Yan.
Unfortunately, the Sect Master of the Wuyang Sword Sect never spoke to anyone again with the same words as he did to Yang Yan.
Until the end of the Sword Competition, the top three received awards from the Sect Master of the Wuyang Sword Sect,
Yang Yan claimed third place and also received an award.
Master Xianzhu returned to Bamboo Sword Peak with a face full of smiles.
“Good disciple, you truly brought honor to your master. I am so happy.
This is the happiest I’ve been since I inherited the position of Peak Master.”
She said as she took out bottles of good wine, placing them on the table.
She casually opened them, and a rich aroma of wine pervaded the air.
“This is the Bamboo Leaf Green Wine I brewed after extracting the bamboo spirit.
Drinking it is greatly beneficial to the body.
Come, let your mentor pour some for you, and let’s celebrate a bit,” she said, delighted.
Yang Yan nodded.
“All right.”
The two drank one bottle after another.
The wine vapor steamed, turning the cheeks of Master Xianzhu red.
She nearly failed to restrain her Saintly aura from being released.
After drinking most of the night, Master Xianzhu collapsed onto the ground in a drunken state.
Her clothes were disheveled, and she twisted awkwardly.
Muttering unintelligible words, it was unclear what she was saying.
“Such poor tolerance for alcohol, yet still wants to drink, what a waste.”
Neither used Profound Qi or Physique to dissolve the alcohol, but Master Xianzhu still got drunk first, while Yang Yan remained completely unaffected.
This demonstrated the disparity!
“Talent is good, but the path of Entering Dao is a singular path,” Yang Yan thought.
The Wuyang Sword Sect, though called a Sword Sect,
mainly cultivated various Daos to augment the Sword Technique.
Unlike Yang Yan, who prioritized the Sword Dao and supplemented it with other Daos.
“Time to go.”
As for taking Master Xianzhu to the Cloud Forest, Yang Yan had never considered it.
In his view, she was a burdensome tagalong.
No need to bring her, as it could also risk exposing his identity and waste time.
“I must go and return quickly, and ascend as soon as possible.”
His figure disappeared, receiving a simple task from the Wuyang Sword Sect, and he went down the mountain for training.
After he left, many disciples who kept an eye on Yang Yan knew he had gone down the mountain.
Several secretly followed, though their intentions were unclear.
However, they soon realized they had lost track of Yang Yan.
In merely an instant, he was gone without a trace.
He was so fast, they couldn’t keep up in the slightest.
Yang Yan had long since noticed them, but he didn’t have the time to play with this group of underlings; he had important matters to attend to.
First handle the matter at hand, that’s the utmost priority.
When Master Xianzhu awoke, Yang Yan had already left a day earlier.
She rubbed her head as she got up, her clothes wide open.
“Disciple, my good disciple,” Master Xianzhu called out.
No one answered; she stood up.
“My clothes…”
She hurriedly tidied up.
“My disciple shouldn’t have seen, he should be more drunk than me,” Master Xianzhu thought.
She then composed herself and scanned her surroundings.
“Huh, no one’s here?”
She moved swiftly to Yang Yan’s room.
“Disciple, good disciple, where are you?”
She searched the peak but could not find Yang Yan.
Master Xianzhu called the Peak Disciples, only then finding out Yang Yan had accepted a task and went down the mountain for training.
“He wasn’t drunk?” Master Xianzhu was a bit flustered.
If Yang Yan wasn’t drunk, he would have witnessed her dissolute behavior when drunk.
“I’m done for, this is so embarrassing,” her face was flushed red.
Although she was a Saint with a profound Heart Realm.
Embarrassing herself in front of her disciple, no matter how profound her Heart Realm or how thick-skinned she was, indeed left her feeling embarrassed.
“Wait a minute, he left.”
Master Xianzhu suddenly thought of something, Yang Yan going down the mountain…
“Could he have gone to the Cloud Forest? Yes, it must be.
Taking that simple task was just a cover.
Darn it!
Drinking causes mistakes, drinking causes mistakes.
Disciple, my good disciple.
Make sure nothing happens to you, your mentor is coming to protect you.”
She hurried down the mountain, heading straight towards the Cloud Forest.
“Disciple, slow down a bit, wait for me!”