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The Flying Sword had already soared over ten thousand miles.
The mountains stretched endlessly beneath them, followed by lakes, rivers, fields, and villages.
After flying another ten thousand miles, they soon arrived at a towering mountain. The peak rose over ten thousand meters high, shrouded in mist, with twisted trees that resembled a land of demons or a place of immortals.
On the left side of the mountain was a sheer cliff. The cliff dropped vertically from the summit, appearing perfectly smooth from a distance as if it had been cleaved by a giant axe without any hesitation. On the face of the cliff, three large red characters stood out boldly, reading "Demon Suppression Mountain."
Azure Vine shouted loudly, and his voice instantly echoed throughout Demon Suppression Mountain. Following that, Azure Vine controlled the ancient sword with his mind, swiftly gliding along the cliff face.
A strong gust of air rushed into Lingfeng's mouth; he intended to shout but found himself unable to do so due to the force of the wind.
Azure Vine laughed heartily, a boisterous laugh filled with joy as if returning to a long-lost home.
"Who is making such a racket here?" Suddenly, two children resembling Disciples emerged from the trees at the edge of the cliff. They appeared to be around fifteen or sixteen years old and stood steadily atop the treetops, clearly using some Lightness Skill to float. The Disciples wore white robes and carried a Bagua Sword on their backs.
Lingfeng felt both envious and nervous, turning his gaze toward Azure Vine.
Azure Vine shrugged dismissively. "You must be new disciples; I'll forgive your ignorance. Quickly go back and call Master Qing out to receive us!"
The two Disciples exchanged glances. Qing was the head of Demon Suppression Daoist Temple and Azure Vine's senior brother. Azure Vine's casual mention of Master Qing's name indicated that he was no ordinary person.
However, despite their surprise, the two Disciples still retorted indignantly, "Who do you think you are to speak so arrogantly? Our master's name is not something you can just call out!" Their tone was somewhat weaker than before.
Lingfeng found it amusing but could only sit quietly on the ancient sword.
Azure Vine grinned, intentionally teasing the two Disciples with disdain. "Ignorant fools!"
"What?" One White-Faced Disciple was provoked by Azure Vine's words. He waved his hand casually, and a black hidden dart whizzed out from his sleeve, slicing through the air directly toward Azure Vine's face.
Lingfeng was taken aback; he never expected them to resort to violence.
Azure Vine seemed completely unconcerned, remaining motionless. Just as the hidden dart was less than half a meter away from Azure Vine, he slowly extended his index and middle fingers, effortlessly catching the dart.
The White-Faced Disciple was taken aback, and then glanced at the ancient sword controlled by Azure Vine, which emitted a faint black light. It was clear that his opponent was not an ordinary person.
Lingfeng was overjoyed and shouted, "Come on, what other skills do you have? Use them all! Your grandfather will counter whatever you throw; it would be strange if I don't make you cry!"
Azure Vine looked at Lingfeng with a smile, showing even more approval.
"Senior Brother, they can fly with their swords; their cultivation is at least at the late stage of Nascent Soul!" reminded the Short Taoist Priest beside him.
The Senior Brother, known as the White-Faced Disciple, seemed somewhat unconvinced and shouted, "Naturally, masters should fight masters, and disciples should fight disciples. If you have the ability, let your disciple come down and compete with us!" He had some courage; if it were an ordinary person, they would have been scared out of their wits by now.
Although Lingfeng was already ten years old, he had not developed well and looked more like he was eight or nine. At this moment, Lingfeng was sitting honestly on the Flying Sword, appearing even more innocent and easy to bully. The two Disciples did not know the true relationship between Lingfeng and Azure Vine and mistakenly thought Lingfeng was Azure Vine's disciple.
Azure Vine looked at Lingfeng, seeking his opinion.
Lingfeng slowly stood up and nodded without hesitation. Over the past five years, he had learned many useful things from Azure Vine; while he wasn't proficient in all martial arts, he had enough skills to protect himself.
Azure Vine smiled slightly and infused True Qi into Lingfeng's body.
Lingfeng immediately felt a warm current flowing through him; his limbs felt more vigorous than ever before, and even his vision seemed much clearer.
"The True Qi I infused into you can only last for ten minutes. You must defeat them within that time; otherwise, when the True Qi dissipates, you won't have any assurance of victory!" Azure Vine warned seriously.
Lingfeng nodded and jumped down to the ground.
Although he temporarily had True Qi in his body, Lingfeng had not learned Lightness Skill or Spell, so he couldn't stand steadily on the tree like the two Disciples. Thus, Lingfeng thought of a plan: "You both come at me together!"
The two Disciples were taken aback, and even Azure Vine was somewhat surprised.
"Hmph, if we both attack together, I could easily defeat you on my own!" the White-Faced Disciple scoffed.
Lingfeng shook his head in denial and explained, "If you two want to team up, there are conditions. Our match can only take place on the ground, and neither of you can use spells or lightness skills."
The two Disciples exchanged glances, thinking that the yellow-haired kid didn't even know lightness skills; his ground techniques were likely inferior to theirs. After all, the first element of cultivation is physical fitness.
"Alright, it's settled!" the White-Faced Disciple agreed.
With the opponent's consent, Lingfeng took his stance. He crossed his arms in front of his chest, adopting a wrestling posture. His right foot stepped slightly forward, with his knee bent.
"What kind of technique is this?" the Short Taoist Priest asked, puzzled.
The White-Faced Disciple shook his head in confusion, saying, "I've never seen such a move before!"
In fact, it wasn't just them; even Azure Vine had never seen it.
Lingfeng knew that in terms of agility, he was definitely not as good as them. The way to defeat them was to restrain them so they couldn't move. At that point, without spells to rely on, using the techniques taught by Azure Vine would make victory easy. The method to restrain them was to use wrestling moves to hold onto the enemy and execute a takedown! Azure Vine and the two Disciples practiced ancient cultivation methods and traditional Chinese routines, so they naturally had never encountered this wrestling technique.
However, Lingfeng had often seen the physical education teacher practice wrestling at school.
Curious about what Lingfeng was up to, Azure Vine jumped down and sheathed his ancient sword.
The two Disciples exchanged knowing smiles as if they were on the same page. They then exerted force with their feet, kicking up a cloud of dust as they transformed into two shadows circling around Lingfeng at high speed.
Lingfeng clicked his tongue inwardly; what speed was this? He could barely see them.
Lingfeng withdrew his stance and stood quietly, waiting for the right moment.
Azure Vine gently stroked his chin, anticipating how Lingfeng would counter their moves.
The two Disciples spun rapidly, creating a whistling sound in the air. The fallen leaves at their feet were crushed, indicating that their Lightness Skill was not yet perfected.
Lingfeng felt a bit dizzy from the spinning and turned a few times to prevent someone from sneaking up behind him. Suddenly, he sensed something protruding under his feet, making it uncomfortable to stand.
At that moment, a gust of wind rushed by. Lingfeng quickly dodged to the side, and the short Disciple's figure suddenly appeared in front of him. This surprise attack was narrowly avoided by Lingfeng.
With a mischievous grin, Lingfeng bent down to pick up a stone from the ground.
The Short Taoist Priest was quite surprised and returned to the formation, continuing to circle around Lingfeng rapidly.
Their speed was too fast, which was one of the drawbacks of their encirclement. If he casually threw a dart outward, one of the Disciples would surely get hurt. The solution Lingfeng thought of was to throw the stone outward; this way, if one person's speed slowed down, Lingfeng would have a chance to break free.
Lingfeng secretly gathered strength in his hand, channeling his True Qi through his arms and legs, feeling a surge of power throughout his body. Finally, he concentrated all his True Qi in his hand that held the stone, tightening his grip.
Azure Vine also narrowed his eyes as Lingfeng effortlessly discovered the weakness in their formation; he felt both surprised and pleased.
"Watch out!" Lingfeng shouted, preparing to throw the stone in a shot put stance.
"Stop!"
Just as Lingfeng was about to throw the stone, a deep and powerful voice echoed from above. An elderly man with flowing white whiskers appeared before Lingfeng's eyes, causing the two Disciples to halt.
"Master!" the two Disciples quickly bowed in greeting.
"Master!" Lingfeng looked at the elder, who had kind eyes and wore a robe that flowed gracefully, exuding an aura of wisdom.
"If that stone in this brother's hand were to be thrown, you two would either be dead or severely injured. Consider this a lesson; remember not to create such foolish formations in the future!" The Master's words were firm and commanding, leaving no room for rebuttal despite some coarse language.
"Yes, we understand!" The two Disciples bowed again and turned to leave.
"Wait a moment!" Qing called out to the two Disciples, "This person is your Azure Vine Shixu. You were too rude just now; you should apologize!"
"Huh?" The two Disciples showed expressions of surprise, then quickly bowed down, saying, "Shixu, please forgive us. We didn't know you had returned!"
Azure Vine remained silent, looking at the sky while whistling.
Lingfeng felt delighted and straightened his back, saying in a mature tone, "From now on, don't take advantage of others' authority and end up suffering. Consider this a lesson; you may leave now!"
The two Disciples were taken aback for a moment and hurriedly replied, "Yes, yes, yes! Thank you, Shixu, for your forgiveness!" They quickly got up and ran away.
"Hehehe..." Master Qing suddenly laughed, squinting at Lingfeng with an approving expression. Then he walked up to Azure Vine and said softly, "Junior brother, you have finally returned!"
Lingfeng also looked curious as he glanced at Azure Vine and then at Qing. From their appearances, the age difference between the two was not just a year or two; it seemed to be at least thirty or forty years.
"I've returned. Lingfeng, let's go back!" Azure Vine said indifferently, though it was unclear whether he was speaking to Lingfeng or Qing.
Qing awkwardly cleared his throat a couple of times, perhaps feeling guilty. He didn't argue with Azure Vine but instead quietly followed behind him.
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