"On the matter of cursing Ning Qingcheng, I think we can agree." Nangong Xi'er reached out and shielded Su Baiyi behind her. "But on other matters, I'm afraid not." "What is your esteemed name, miss?" Jie Qing asked. "The Academy, Nangong Xi'er." Nangong Xi'er replied. "The Academy?" Jie Qing Bu Jie Se was taken aback. "The Academy resides in seclusion in the Shili Langdang Mountains and has always been reluctant to get involved in matters of the martial world. Why are you so interested in this Young Master Su?" "Su Baiyi has joined the Academy, and is now my junior brother." Nangong Xi'er said solemnly. "I am his senior sister, and naturally I have to protect him." "But I have to take him away. I promise you, miss, that I will keep him safe. How about that?" Jie Qing said sincerely. Nangong Xi'er sneered, "Why did you only curse Ning Qingcheng back then, and not beat him up?" Jie Qing was startled, and said helplessly, "That's because I couldn't beat him." "Yes, since you couldn't beat Ning Qingcheng, how can you protect my junior brother?" Nangong Xi'er asked back. "Miss, your logic is clear, but I can't beat Ning Qingcheng." Jie Qing stomped his right foot on the ground. "Can I not beat you?" A powerful aura emanated from Jie Qing's body, and pressed down on the carriage where Nangong Xi'er and the others were. Su Baiyi instantly fell back into the carriage, and was lucky that Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling reached out to catch him before he fell…

Late at night, on the silent and deserted official road, a carriage was still speeding along. Sitting in front of the carriage, holding the whip, was Su Baiyi. After discussing with the others, they decided that since Su Baiyi did not need to sleep at night, it would be better to let Feng Zuojun drive the carriage during the day and switch to Su Baiyi at night. Su Baiyi's meditative rest would be moved to the daytime. This way, they could travel day and night without stopping, and they would be able to reach Heavenly Dawn Cloud Realm in no time. This idea was certainly good, but there was a hidden danger. The three people in the carriage were too tired to think of that when they fell asleep. Su Baiyi did not have the heart to say it. "I have a poor sense of direction." Su Baiyi touched the horse's buttocks and whispered this little secret. He took out the map drawn by Feng Zuojun from his sleeves. It was scribbled and only three parts of the road were drawn on it. The other seven parts had to be imagined by himself. He was helpless. Anyway, just go west. Heavenly Dawn Cloud Realm was in the west, and going west was always right. Su Baiyi nodded to himself for his cleverness, and then he resolutely chose the western road at every fork. Thirty miles away, at the entrance of Fengdu Town. A man stuck his long sword in the ground, stretched his waist and yawned, "Why haven't they come…

The City of Seven Partings. A tavern at dawn. A drunken man was waving his chopsticks, reciting a poem in a leisurely manner, "On the mountain cold and high I meet old friends from days gone by. With a horse to carry me along. And a flask of wine to cheer my song..." There were always drunkards in the tavern, and many of them liked to chant poems. People were used to seeing them, but this man still drew the attention of the whole tavern, because he was a monk. His bald head and white robe revealed his identity. "He's just a madman who breaks the rules, why does the chief care so much about him?" Two monks entered the tavern. The one in front was tall and burly, with fierce eyes and a huge string of beads on his chest. His imposing aura made the waiter hesitate to greet him. Fortunately, the other monk had a kind face and a gentle tone. He said to the waiter, "We are here to look for someone, you don't need to serve us." "Alright... alright." The waiter quickly stepped aside, glancing at the drunken monk, who was still reciting poems. He thought they must be from some big temple, here to catch a monk who broke the rules. "This wine is good, waiter, bring me another flask." The drunken monk slammed the table. "No need." A huge palm landed on the table, drowning out the drunken monk's voice. The drunken monk looked up. He was quite handsome, and looked no older than…

A folding fan flew out of Xie Yuling's hand, circled around the three assassins, and returned to his hand. He flicked the fan lightly and snorted, "Greedy Wolf?" Standing below, Luo Qin looked at Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling who had settled the two waves of assassins with thunderous momentum, and couldn't help swallowing. "Are all the junior brothers in the academy so terrifying nowadays?" "You think I chose them for nothing?" Nangong Xi'er smiled and said, "They are all the strongest monsters in this generation of the academy." Luo Qin nodded, "I see." He put away his double knives and retreated to the side, looking at Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi smiled at Luo Qin, "Senior brother, what's up?" Luo Qin waved his hand and made a "please" gesture, "There are still four on the left wall." Su Baiyi immediately understood what Luo Qin was getting at. His senior had just witnessed Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling each showcase their martial skills, so it was naturally his turn next. Not only Luo Qin, but even Feng Zuojun and Xie Yuling were looking at him expectantly… "According to the development of the novel, it should be my turn to make a move." Su Baiyi looked at the sky awkwardly, "But I always feel that you have some misunderstandings about me." "Okay, stop dawdling." Nangong Xi’er urged, "Hurry up." "Alright, then let me show you mine." Su Baiyi suddenly shouted, "Seeing flowers in the mist!" Seeing flowers in the mist? Everyone present was shocked. This famous sword technique of Xie Kanhua only…

Xie Yuling could tell from Su Baiyi’s tone that although he was a bit displeased, he also revealed a kind of warmth. He lowered his head and smiled. “You seem to have a good relationship with your master.” Su Baiyi also smiled. “Senior brother, I’ve been with you for a few days, and I feel like you’ve smiled more in this period of time than in the previous days combined.” “Your master is my seventh uncle.” Xie Yuling said lightly. “Oh.” Su Baiyi suddenly realized. “So the man in green is your elder brother. I thought your Xie family was a big sect, and although you all had the same surname, you were not very close to each other.” “My elder brother and I liked to follow our seventh uncle around when we were young.” Xie Yuling laughed. “He is the person I admire most in my life. I haven’t seen him for so many years, and I don’t know if he’s still the same as before, so I asked you a few questions. Sorry for the trouble.” “Is he different now? I heard he used to be a madman in the martial arts world, awe-inspiring and majestic, but when he came to me, he was just a teacher who cheated his disciple of money.” Su Baiyi shook his head and sighed. “Time makes people old.” “No, he is the same as before.” Xie Yuling’s tone revealed a hint of nostalgia, “Back then, he took us to Gusu for fun, but he lost all his money in the gambling house…

"When a disciple of the Academy receives the title of a gentleman,  they must proclaim a motto that will serve as their lifelong guiding principle. This motto is what is called ‘A Gentleman Says'." Xie Yuling, who had always spoken in a calm tone, now sounded somewhat excited. 'It is said that when a gentleman proclaims this motto, heaven and earth will resonate with him!'" "Yes. Every disciple of the Academy has a goal in his heart, whether he plans to leave the mountain in the future or stay on the mountain for his whole life." There seemed to be a glint in Feng Zuojun's eyes. "That is to become, a gentleman." "Yes." Luo Qin, who had been walking in front, said with a smile. "I also wanted to become a gentleman before, but unfortunately the sage master did not favor me. He said that I had the ambition of a swan, but no sound of a zither. At first I thought he was advising me to find a wife, but later I understood that he meant that I was overconfident and incompetent. But it doesn't matter if I can't be a swan, then I'll be a gust of wind, and help you all soar into the clouds." He pushed open a door, where seven or eight people were doing some transcription work, and in front of them were some white butterflies with broken wings. "Xie Yuling, Su Baiyi, you guard outside. Feng Zuojun, you come in with me." Nangong Xi'er said. "Yes." The three answered at the same time.…

The Eight Directions City. A city designed with four main roads leading out in each cardinal direction, connecting it to the wider world. "It's said that the distance from here to the Imperial City of Chang'an in the north, the coastal city of Luori in the east, Luoxia Fort in the south, and the Holy Buddha City in the west is exactly the same." Feng Zuojun drove the carriage into the city. "That's why it's said that this place can lead to all directions, a central stop for travelers from all over the world." “Are we going to take a detour from here to Yunmeng Prefecture?” Su Baiyi asked. “No, I guess my senior sister came here to look for someone.” Feng Zuojun looked back and asked, “Senior sister, where are we going next?” “Butterfly?” Su Baiyi suddenly exclaimed in surprise, then stretched out a finger and saw a pure white butterfly landing on his finger. “The butterflies in this Eight Directions City are really bold. Aren’t they afraid of people?” Feng Zuojun glanced at it and muttered, “I see.” “What do you mean?” Su Baiyi was puzzled. “It’s Butterfly Wind.” Feng Zuojun smiled. “Gently lift your hand and let the butterfly go.” Su Baiyi followed Feng Zuojun’s words and flicked his finger lightly. The white butterfly fluttered its wings a few times and flew up, stopping not far in front of their carriage. Feng Zuojun lightly whipped the reins, and the butterfly slowly flew forward. Feng Zuojun then drove the carriage to follow the butterfly. Su Baiyi was dumbfounded.…

"Bai Jile, at the age of sixteen, became the master of the Floating Dream Tower in the Shanglin Heavenly Palace, the youngest master of the third tower in history. In a battle with the Heavenly Gate Sacred Sect, he single-handedly killed nine elders of the Heavenly Gate Sacred Sect, making him the most illustrious and feared man in the righteous martial world." Feng Zuojun whipped the horse as he drove the carriage, and said to Su Baiyi beside him, "If your master is taken back to the Shanglin Heavenly Palace, the one he needs to be most careful of is this man. My father once told me that Bai Jile is the most terrifying man in the entire martial world." "But my master only told me about the Shanglin Twin Wonders, who dazzled the martial world. He never mentioned this Bai Jile." Su Baiyi wrote down Feng Zuojun's words in a book with a pen, and asked. "That's because he has another name. Bai Jile, his title is 'The Hand of Heaven'." Feng Zuojun said solemnly. "The Hand of Heaven?" Su Baiyi was stunned. "Because Bai Jile has always been the executor of the Shanglin Heavenly Palace, especially in these years, when the Acting Palace Master Ning Qingcheng  in seclusion, the master of the Misty Rain Tower Xie Kanhua disappeared, and the master of the Spring Breeze Tower Helian Xiyue was indifferent, Bai Jile actually became the ruler of the Shanglin Heavenly Palace."  Feng Zuojun whipped his horsewhip fiercely."Isn't he the number one person in the martial world?" "Is he…

Su Baiyi carefully chewed over Nangong Xier's words, and finally, as if struck by lightning, his whole body trembled and he exclaimed, "Senior sister, are you saying that between us, there is either a feud of killing father or a feud of killing mother?" Nangong Xi'er did not deny or affirm this statement. She took a step forward and whispered in Su Baiyi's ear, "Yes. Maybe one day I'll kill you with a sword." Su Baiyi didn't hear any killing intent in her words, and hesitated to ask more, but Nangong Xi'er turned around and walked towards the mountain. After walking a few steps, she heard that Su Baiyi behind her didn't follow up and said, "Whether you go with us to investigate the case, or go back to the academy, right now you're going the wrong way. Aren't you coming?" "Senior sister, I'll go with you to investigate the case!" Su Baiyi no longer hesitated and walked forward. "Are you disobeying your master?" Nangong Xi'er smiled. "My master is a liar who loves to deceive people. He talks nonsense all the time. He can't be trusted." Su Baiyi waved his hand. "You're really bold." Nangong Xi'er said helplessly. On the mountain, Xie Yuling and Feng Zuojun were betting. "It's not impossible for Su Baiyi to go around the mountain. I think that kid is quite cunning and won't come back." Feng Zuojun lay on the ground for a long time, finally reaching a conclusion. "He'll be back." Xie Yuling looked up at the stars in the sky. "He's riding…

"Spring breeze fills me with joy, as I ride my horse and admire the flowers. I dare not boast of anything else, but my lightness skill is the true legacy of my master. You think you can trap me? Not so easy." Su Baiyi had been running for almost half an hour, and when he looked back, he saw no one behind him. He thought he had shaken her off, and felt a bit smug. But before his smile could last, a gentle voice suddenly sounded in his ear. "You're going the wrong way." Su Baiyi shuddered, and quickly retreated a step. He turned around, and the wind brought by his movement gently lifted Nangong Xi'er's long hair. They passed by each other, and stopped at the same time. "Thank you for the reminder, senior sister!" Su Baiyi gasped, and ran forward again. "You're welcome. We're all fellow disciples, and we have to travel together from now on. Why be so polite?" Nangong Xier turned around, her footwork swift as a shooting star, and in a flash, she was beside Su Baiyi. Su Baiyi was shocked, "Senior sister, you're also using Zouma Guanghua!" "Yes." Nangong Xi'er jumped onto a big tree ahead, sounding casual. "Exactly the same, right? Oh, no, I think I'm a little bit more relaxed than you, a little bit faster than you." Su Baiyi was already sweating profusely. He wiped the sweat on his forehead, and asked, "Senior sister, you see I can't run faster than you, nor fight better than you. Why do you insist…