"State your na, age, and cultivation." The older outer disciple questioned, looking at Ming Muwan with curiosity.
"Ming Muwan, thirteen year old, Eighth Stage Body Tempering."
Imdiately, Fang Cheng face froze.
"Ming of the Ming estate?" He stamred, his voice shaking slightly.
"Hm." She nodded.
Seeing this, he hissed with cold breath. This is indirectly because of Shi Jing.
Before, the Ming family was sowhat considerable, but after Shi Jing’s appearance, this na propelled toward the star!
Quickly, he recovered his deanor and began jotting down Ming Muwan’s information.
As he was doing this, Ming Muwan simply wore a smile. Her gaze wandered upward, toward the peaks of the Sword Cloud Manor.
From these peaks, Shi Jing’s figure appear in her mind.
’Sir Shi Jing is famous and has great talent... I cannot compare to him. I had this feeling ever since our first eting, I wonder if we can et again.’ She sighed inwardly.
There was a lodic hum that she sing, unknowingly, she has entered the Sword Cloud Manor after Shi Jing.
Another month passes.
Winter has crept in deep, and with it, countless flake of snows fall. The air is dry and cold, each breath would create white mist.
In the countless peaks of the Sword Cloud Manor, the ground is dense with snow. Occasionally, so occupied peak would be void of this. This is due to the occupant blocking it with their formation.
Shi Jing was one of the few who didn’t use a formation to divert the snow. He prefer keeping it natural, as heaven and earth intended.
"This is my first winter since my transmigration," He murmured under his breath, producing a layer of white mist as he exhale.
At the sa ti.
"Junior Jing," A familiar female voice called.
Imdiately, he recognized this voice.
"Senior Sister Xue," Shi Jing greeted from within his cultivation cave.
Although he has his own cultivation cave now, not much as changed. Other than a simple sheet of bamboo mat, there wasn’t even a single chair or table.
Seeing this, Lin Xue shook her head in helplessness before seating at one of the more flat stone.
"I heard of your fa over the past months," She said, gauging his expression.
After the Inner court Competition, her master, Xing Yue lifted her isolation, allowing her life to return to normal.
She didn’t visit Shi Jing imdiately, and instead, was imrsed in comprehending her own sword intent.
Coincidentally, she heard of the rumors relating to Shi Jing as well as the conclusion of the Inner Court Competition.
The result startled and shocked her, but she quickly recovered.
Like Ming Muwan, ever since their first encounter, she could already glead at the fact that Shi Jing is by no an ordinary.
His extraordinary fa and feat only solidified this point, not prove it right. Because she already grasp the truth in the beginning.
"This is not worth ntioning," Shi Jing said, shaking his head.
"I’m sure this is not your purpose for this visit, right?" He asked, staring at the storage pouch by her waist.
She nodded to his question.
Seeing his attitude, Lin Xue let out a soft giggled. She finds his unchanged attitude from months ago amusing.
Actually, she preferred it this way. If Shi Jing were to act differently, perhaps she would be sowhat uncomfortable.
The reason for her visit has always been the sa. A discussion regarding the sword. Shi Jing already knew this.
Didn’t he often spend ti cultivating, as well as comprehending his own sword art and intent?
Not to ntion, Lin Xue is a good source of spirit stone. Every visit would yield him a hundred middle grade spirit stone. Just this alone is worth a bit of his ti.
For the next few month, ti passes quickly.
Shi Jing routine is fixed. From cultivating his essence to practicing his sword art, as well as comprehending his sword intent, he had little ti to waste.
During his free ti, he would skim through the transmigrator group chat.
Occasionally, Lin Xue would visit, bringing with her a hundred middle-grade spirit stone in exchange for so questions.
Shi Jing would not turn away this source of inco.
At the sa ti, Lin Xue constant visit began to give birth to so steaming rumors. Inner Court Elder, Xing Yue, who is aware of this, remained indifferent.
Especially after Shi Jing performance at the Inner Court Competition.
anwhile, Ming Muwan was reluctant, not sure if she should visit Shi Jing or not.
She occupied herself with cultivation in the an ti, quickly reaching Qi-Refinent Middle Stage.
Ming Ye was still missing, nowhere to be found. The rumors relating to Shi Jing and the Sword Demon Inheritance slowly died down, until it disappeared completely.
It is unknown what Supre Elder Tian Long was doing. Like Ye Ming, he seed to disappeared after the Inner Court Competition.
As for Elder Wang, he remained in the alchemy pavillion, his activity unknown.
Finally, a whole year passed since Shi Jing arrived at the Sword Cloud Manor.
Sword Cloud Manor. Sword Cloud Peak. Shi Jing’s Mountain Peak.
He has reached the peak of Early Foundation Establishnt. After months of inactivity, it was finally ti for him to end his seclusion.
This is due to one reason.
’Each inner court disciple is required to complete a single task each year to maintain their ownership of the cultivation cave.’
He recalled as he flew down toward the Mission Hall near the "Sword Cloud Repository".
The mission hall was actually inside a giant marbled pavillion. As he step through the doorstep, a wave of warmth wrapped around his body.
’This formation is interesting...’ It was like the hall locked the cold air outside and only produce warm air inside.
As he went further in, several giant board greeted him.
On each board, dozens of jade slip hanged. They were dazzling and bright to look at.
So were red, others white, few was black. Clearly, there is a reason behind the colorization of these jade.
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