Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 109 - 92: Mr. Nice Guy

The Qingyun Competition is scheduled for December 25, 2017.

The day when the Li Family Saint, who once led ancestors in expanding territories in the Cyan Cloud Region, was born.

According to historical records, at the end of the Dark Era, the Seven Great Noble Families united around the Saint Sect, concentrating their limited energy and resources into pacifying the mainland disputes and expanding territories.

At that time, the Li Family, ranked among the top of the Seven Great Noble Families, naturally undertook the most challenging tasks, heading to the then chaotic and wild Cyan Cloud Region to plant the seeds of Immortal Dao civilization. The then Patriarch of the Li Family, Li Yesu, spent decades cultivating the land, fought over a thousand battles with various chaotic creatures in the wild region, and even faced the betrayal of his disciple, dying at the hands of a chaotic abomination, finally establishing the present-day Qingyun City.

Descendants, in honor of Li Yesu’s great contribution, designated that day as the most significant festival in Qingyun City, and the Qingyun Competition was also chosen to be held on the same day.

This decennial competition attracted enormous attention long in advance, and as time moved to the end of August, the entire city began mobilizing to welcome the carnival four months later.

In Qingyun City, within the Inner Sect training ground of the Li Family Mansion, dozens of future elites bearing the hopes of the Li Family were lying sloppily on the ground, panting like dogs, sweating like rain.

Among them, Li Xinyu, occupying the largest space, was even foaming at the mouth, his eyes rolling, and his whole body twitching, scaring several young girls nearby who forced themselves to roll further away despite their exhaustion.

The only person still standing in the arena was a bald man with a face like Zhong Kui, who was looking down at this group of rolling boys and girls with a superior glare, eventually locking his gaze on a seemingly dying chief.

"Li Xinyu, stand up."

Li Xinyu twitched more violently, with foam continuously spewing from his mouth.

In the distance, a serene-looking young girl, although feeling nauseous, still couldn’t bear it and said, "Instructor, it seems Brother Xinyu really can’t hold on..."

Before she finished speaking, she was coldly glanced at by the bald instructor.

"Li Qingshuang, it seems you have plenty of energy to spare, plenty enough to speak for others."

Li Qingshuang immediately swallowed all her words back.

Having silenced Li Qingshuang, the bald instructor turned his gaze back and said, "Li Xinyu, I’ll say it one more time, stand up."

Li Xinyu began convulsing violently.

The bald instructor snorted coldly, "Since you still have the strength to shock yourself with a Thunderous Talisman, and an appetite to eat soap and spew bubbles, doing a few more sets of exercises shouldn’t be a problem, right? Or do you really think your little child’s tricks can fool my eyes? If so, I’ll take it as you’re challenging me. Li Xinyu, are you challenging me!?"

As he finished the last word, the temperature of the entire training ground dropped sharply, causing the sweaty boys and girls to shiver uncontrollably.

Li Xinyu’s face turned deathly pale, as he tremblingly stood up, tore the Thunderous Talisman from his back, swallowed the soap in his mouth, and squeezed out a forced smile.

"No, no, Instructor, I just thought everyone was training hard, the atmosphere was heavy, so I couldn’t help but make a joke, hoping everyone could relax a bit, haha..."

The bald instructor nodded, "Very well, as the chief disciple of this generation’s Inner Sect, you should have a broader perspective. Since you have the heart to empathize with your companions, then go ahead and take on the rest of their training as well."

"Ah?!"

"Just now Li Qingshuang spoke for you, so today first complete her training tasks, two sets of True Essence circulation and two sets of Divine Split Shadow, you can rest when you finish." 𝗳𝚛𝗲𝕖𝚠𝚎𝚋𝗻𝗼𝕧𝗲𝐥.𝚌𝚘𝐦

Li Xinyu stood frozen, motionless for a while, only feeling that this time, he didn’t need soap for bubbles to overflow from his insides...

——

After most of the day passed, and the sun set in the west, this nearly insane training finally came to an end.

A group of once vibrant boys and girls seemed to have prematurely entered old age, even with True Essence replenished and Divine Sense nurtured by the Spirit Gathering and Rejuvenation Array in the training ground, they still staggered with pale faces.

At the center of the field, a rotund figure lay immobile on the ground, like a corpse.

A handsome young man sighed, "This is killing me, if I knew it was like this, I wouldn’t have followed my father from Lingshan City here, it’s simply inhumane... I say, Sister Chaolu, is this how your family usually trains?"

While lightly furrowing her brows and massaging her sore legs, Li Chaolu replied, "If we trained like this every day, that lazybones lying there wouldn’t have such a physique, would he? It’s because the Qingyun Competition is approaching that we’ve started intensified specialized training. By the way, stop calling me sister, you’re two years older than me!"

"What, you’re only thirteen?!" The young man looked utterly shocked, then sized up Li Chaolu’s exaggerated figure, "Impossible, absolutely impossible."

Beside them, a delicate young girl lamented, "Oh my God, the Qingyun Competition? It has nothing to do with us... Couldn’t they exercise those eighteen or nineteen-year-olds instead? We are still young, we can’t handle such torment."

Li Chaolu gave a wry smile, "Who told the Inner Sect to have no eighteen or nineteen-year-olds these years? There are only those in their twenties and thirties overaged, or us in our early teens. And I heard those older generation of disciples are also being grabbed for training these days, the intensity is no less than ours."

"Oh my God, why is this?!"

A rebellious youth said, "Who knows, maybe some elder of the family, swelling with pride, thought that the Li Family not winning the championship for decades was a disaster for the nation? Sigh, if they’re so enthusiastic, why not travel back in time and lead the Li Family to unify Xiangzhou, tormenting kids is no real skill."

Such rebellious words caused an awkward silence to fall over the scene, but thankfully someone soon changed the topic.

"So, Sister Chaolu, are you coming for training tomorrow? Want to take a day off?"

"I told you not to call me sister, I’m younger than all of you... I do want to take a day off tomorrow, but my mom definitely won’t give me the chance, so I have to tough it out and come anyway."

"No, you just ask for leave. It won’t be approved, but if it’s for that kind of issue, even if your mom is strict, she won’t force you to come to special training."

Li Chaolu was puzzled, "What kind of issue?"

A few young girls were taken aback, then giggled and whispered among themselves, nudging each other until finally, Li Qingshuang, who was closest to Li Chaolu, ran over with a red face and said, "It means you can ask for menstrual leave."

Li Chaolu was initially bewildered, wanting to ask further, but upon seeing the teasing expressions on the faces of the young girls in front of her, she froze for a while before realizing what they meant, and her face blushed with embarrassment, "Have you no shame!? Actually using that excuse... Have all your efforts in Body Refining Stage been for nothing!?"

"Haha, just kidding, we’re definitely coming tomorrow."

"Yeah, yeah, let’s consider it as our shared hardships for our friendship. We must face difficulties together."

Li Chaolu felt warmth in her heart, her face couldn’t help but break into a smile, "See you tomorrow."

——

The next morning, on the training ground, Li Chaolu stared in disbelief at the pile of leave slips beside her, instantly recalling an old saying that’s been circulating in the Jianghu for a long time.

Women’s friendship is like a dream bubble...

These shameless, spineless people actually took leave using reasons like: excessive training causing abnormal blood discharge!

Distinguished cultivators who have stepped into the Immortal Domain, claiming abnormal blood discharge due to overtraining—is simply inconceivable!

Just as Li Chaolu was fuming with righteous anger at the betrayal she suffered, she suddenly noticed an incredibly familiar figure standing next to the bald coach.

"Prince Wang Jiu?!"

At that moment, the clouds dispersed, and sunlight flooded the scene.

——

Elsewhere, Wang Jiu solemnly observed the group of young boys and girls before him, then began to speak, "Hello everyone, I am Wang Jiu, invited here to be your special training consultant. You’re welcome to ask questions about cultivation."

Before he finished speaking, discussions erupted below. Not only were the few remaining young girls blushing and excited, but even some of the young boys seemed to have accelerated heartbeats.

Moments later, a girl suddenly raised her hand and asked, "Mr. Wang Jiu, do you have a girlfriend?"

Wang Jiu said, "My work duties are limited to answering questions related to cultivation."

The girl persisted, "Well, I have a questions regarding dual cultivation! That’s why I want to know if Mr. Wang Jiu has a girlfriend!"

Wang Jiu was startled by the question, then earnestly explained, "Your question lacks basic immortal cultivation knowledge; having a girlfriend doesn’t inherently relate to proficiency in dual cultivation. Many Grandmasters of Child’s Skill are also masters in the theory of dual cultivation."

"Are you such a master?"

Wang Jiu responded, "Unfortunately, my knowledge of dual cultivation is limited. If you’re interested, I suggest you consult related books... Or you could ask Fellow Xinyu; although his cultivation is still shallow, I understand his theory on dual cultivation is quite advanced."

Upon hearing Li Xinyu’s name, the girl asking the question immediately turned ghastly pale, looking as if she’d just consumed a Vajra Subduing Demon, collapsing in frustration.

Quickly, another young man raised his hand, "Mr. Wang Jiu, how can we be as popular with girls like you!? Oh, this relates to Charming Immortal Technique."

Wang Jiu pondered for a while, "You should ask those girls this question. From my perspective, what’s worth mentioning might just be my immense strength, exceptional insight, extraordinary intelligence, and flawless appearance."

Upon hearing this, many eager young men involuntarily showed varied facial expressions, but a few young girls strongly nodded in agreement.

"Prince Wang Jiu speaks well, speaks truly."

"Hey, hey, don’t you girls have any reason!?"

"We only reason with people who look ugly."

"You!?"

Seeing the situation about to spiral out of control, the bald coach standing beside Wang Jiu finally spoke up.

"Silence! The family hired Mr. Wang Jiu as a consultant, not to answer your trivial questions! It looks like yesterday’s training wasn’t enough, seeing you still have energy to entertain wild thoughts!"

Before he finished talking, the dozens of young boys and girls fell silent, standing stiffly at attention, not daring to utter a single word.