Chapter 20: Give It Back to Me
Cultivators also needed to attend theory classes and history classes.
Theory classes mainly broke down those obscure and difficult Daoist theories for them.
History classes mainly talked about the affairs of the Human Realm, Demon (Yao) Realm, and Demon (Mo) Realm, as well as the history of the Sword Sect.
Ning Ke didn’t have the original host’s memories, so listening to the history class here, he found it quite interesting.
The Elder said that the Three Realms were connected before. At that time, this continent was truly chaotic.
Rainstorms, thunder, tsunamis, earthquakes, volcanic eruptions—the Human and Demon (Yao) Races lived in dire straits, and such an environment was a paradise for breeding Demons (Mo).
Demons wandered between heaven and earth, occupying the bodies of great Demons (Yao) and highly talented Humans, slaughtering and devouring other living beings.
Until the Heavenly Dao manifested, suppressing the Great Demons underground and in the deep sea, and separating the Three Realms, locking most Demons in the Demon Realm.
Only then did the Human and Demon (Yao) Races get time to breathe, slowly developing for ten thousand years to the current level.
However, after ten thousand years, the barrier was weakening day by day, and the Three Realms showed faint signs of chaos again.
Therefore, this required them, as disciples of major sects, to cultivate even harder to protect the safety of their clansmen.
The Human Race’s cultivation method relied on spiritual roots to absorb spiritual energy. Everyone possessed spiritual roots, but talent was distinguished based on the purity of the spiritual roots.
Those with good talent were selected by the former five major sects, now the four major sects.
Those with poorer talent entered small sects.
Each major sect governed ten cities.
After the Liuyun Sect was wiped out, the ten cities under its jurisdiction were temporarily divided among the four major sects for management.
The sects provided protection against demons and monsters for the cities, and the cities paid tribute to the sects.
Logically, under such a system, the Sword Sect shouldn’t be this poor.
But alas, the Sword Sect produced saints abundantly.
The teaching of the Sword Sect was: the higher the cultivation, the heavier the burden on the shoulders.
Cultivators from other sects charged high fees when helping people in the cities eliminate demons, but when it came to the Sword Sect, they only charged very little remuneration. Sometimes seeing the common people were too poor, they almost took nothing.
As for those tributes, the Sword Sect only collected the portion sufficient to maintain the sect’s basic expenses.
For the rest, disciples had to enter secret realms and scavenge for themselves.
No wonder not many people were willing to come to the Sword Sect…
Thinking of this, Ning Ke glanced at Lou Yunxiao beside him, who was sitting upright and listening attentively, and asked in a whisper: “Senior Brother, after the incident at Liuyun Sect, why did you choose to come to the Sword Sect?”
His words triggered Lou Yunxiao’s memory.
The boy thought for a moment and said: “Mother once said, if one day a mishap happens to the sect, let me come to the Sword Sect to find Sect Master Gao.”
Ning Ke asked casually, but hearing Lou Yunxiao answer like this, some doubts arose.
Why did he feel like Lou Yunxiao’s mother seemed to have already anticipated that the Liuyun Sect would be wiped out?
But if she guessed they would be wiped out, why not escape in advance, or call other sects to help them resist the original host who came to wipe them out?
But he didn’t have the original host’s memory, so he simply didn’t know what happened that day.
Forget it, stop thinking.
Anyway, his goal was to go home; the rest had nothing to do with him.
Ning Ke and Lou Yunxiao being close was seen by the disciples, and everyone had different expressions.
After class, someone reminded Ning Ke: “Senior Brother, Lou Yunxiao has demonic energy on him. Be very careful when interacting with him, don’t get hurt by him.”
Ning Ke was good-looking, talented, rich, and kind. He had gained countless fans since entering the sect.
So he knew this was also a well-intentioned reminder from the disciples.
He replied: “We sword cultivators cultivate the heart. With a stable Dao heart, even bearing demonic energy, one will certainly not harm one’s own kind. I believe in Eldest Senior Brother.”
“But…” That disciple felt ashamed by the words, but still said: “The cultivators recorded in history books who were devoured by demonic energy all turned into monsters who killed without blinking.”
“He is different.” Ning Ke’s expression became serious. He patted that disciple’s shoulder and said: “Lou Yunxiao is different from everyone else.”
Seeing this, the disciple sighed and walked away.
Still thinking in his heart, Senior Brother A-Ke is just too kind-hearted.
“Senior Brother!” After Ning Ke finished speaking, he looked up and saw Lou Yunxiao standing not far away quietly “watching” him.
Dressed in plain personal disciple robes, standing among a group of peers, his back never bent, cold and steady.
Because his eyes were covered by the ribbon, Ning Ke couldn’t see his expression clearly.
He trotted to Lou Yunxiao’s side, seeing the boy move his lips, hesitating to speak: “You…”
Pausing for a moment, Lou Yunxiao asked:
“You said before you wanted me to be your opponent.”
“So shall we have a match?”
He actually heard the conversation between Ning Ke and that disciple just now.
Coming out for this half-day, he had already faintly perceived the disciples’ attitude towards Ning Ke.
Everyone liked this Junior Brother very much.
And he, as if being an existence bringing danger to Junior Brother, was dreaded by everyone.
But A-Ke said, believe in him.
A-Ke said, he was different from everyone else.
He wanted to ask why the other said so, but held back in the end.
He wanted to use practical actions in the future to prove that A-Ke’s trust in him was not wrong.
“Sure.” Ning Ke’s hands were itching.
Just right to test if Lou Yunxiao had improved after walking out of the Demon Abyss.
Thus he drew the long sword from his back and said to Lou Yunxiao: “But Senior Brother, don’t go easy on me just because I’m young. I just want to have a hearty fight.”
This tail of his had the same cultivation as Lou Yunxiao, both at the Golden Core stage.
Competing now, it was really comparing skills.
“I won’t underestimate any of my opponents.” Lou Yunxiao also drew his long sword. His surrounding temperament changed, and the biting cold aura belonging to the Ice Spiritual Root spilled out instantly.
Lowering the temperature of the entire martial arts arena.
Ning Ke licked his lips, fighting intent surging in his fox eyes, saying: “Then Senior Brother, catch this well.”
He charged with the sword, fiery spiritual energy rushing straight at Lou Yunxiao’s face!
Lou Yunxiao’s eye-covering ribbon danced with the wind, raising his sword to clash with Ning Ke.
Sparks flew from the collision of swords.
Lou Yunxiao couldn’t see, but could accurately capture every one of Ning Ke’s attacks.
The movement range of his feet wasn’t large, but vaguely drew a circle, defending against Ning Ke’s moves airtightly, watertight!
Ning Ke narrowed his eyes.
Good guy, this kid improved too much!
If before in the Demon Abyss Lou Yunxiao only entered the rudiments of Dual Cultivation of Dao and Demon.
Then now, having settled and reflected in the Demon Sealing Tower for more than half a year, he had touched upon his own Dao.
Similar to modern Tai Chi, Yin and Yang balanced, defense as offense, leaving Ning Ke unable to find his loopholes!
Damn! Worthy of being the male lead with top-tier comprehension!
Ning Ke now lacked the crushing strength from before. After several hundred moves, seeing he was about to lose, he thought of playing rogue.
Also just right to tease Lou Yunxiao.
So he reached out and grabbed, yanking off the boy’s eye-covering ribbon!
Saying cheekily: “Senior Brother, I admit defeat! But I also grabbed this! Not losing too shamefully!”
But what responded to him was Lou Yunxiao’s face changing color abruptly and a sharp sword edge carrying killing intent!
Ning Ke froze on the spot. The long sword hovered before his neck, the sharp sword qi cutting his skin, a line of blood meandering down the wound.
Lou Yunxiao’s opened eyes were spiritless, yet cold to the extreme.
He said: “Give the ribbon back to me.”
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