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Hearing that Ye Feng also agreed, the Lingmiao Emperor breathed a sigh of relief.

After experiencing the battle in the Royal Capital, every time he saw Ye Feng, he felt an invisible pressure, as if facing an elder of the Void Break Realm.

If Ye Feng had disagreed, he believed the competition between the prodigies of the two nations definitely couldn't have been held smoothly.

But luckily, Ye Feng had agreed.

"In that case, shall we discuss the detailed rules of the prodigy battle platform next?"

The Lingmiao Emperor suggested.

"Good, I happen to be free right now, it just depends on whether Sect Master Ye has the time."

"I, the Sect Master, am available."

Ye Feng didn't refuse.

He indeed didn't have much to do recently.

The Sect's development had already taken the express lane.

With Gong Qingqiu, Li Zilong, Chu Yun'er, Wang Ling, and others in charge of tasks, and disciples like Shi Lei and Huo Yunjie assisting, everything was moving along smoothly.

Under such circumstances, Ye Feng could act as the hands-off shopkeeper.

Consequently, he had a lot of free time.

Next, the three of them sat in their seats and discussed the details of the prodigy battle platform between the two countries.

For example, the entry cultivation level.

As a competition between two countries, naturally, the cultivation level of the prodigies needed to be at the Element Gathering Realm or above.

Within the Element Gathering Realm alone, there were nine platforms.

And for the Spirit Sea Realm, currently, only five platforms had been set up, including from the first layer to the fifth layer of the Spirit Sea Realm.

As for the higher sixth layer of the Spirit Sea Realm, among the prodigies under thirty from both countries, no one had yet reached that level.

"As for the venue, let's set it up in Whitefloat City!"

Emperor Leiwu suggested.

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng felt pleased.

The Lingmiao Emperor originally wanted to set the location in the Mystique Capital, but since Emperor Leiwu had said so, he certainly had no objections and agreed to set the location in Whitefloat City.

Whitefloat City had two Teleportation Arrays that could go to Heavenly Thunder City and the Mystique Capital, which made it a transfer station.

This place had a natural geographical advantage, making it the perfect venue.

The three continued their discussion.

Including the rules and rewards for the prodigy battles and more.

These discussions went on for several days.

...

Misty Sect.

Huo Yunjie walked out of the Spirit Gathering Tower.

After a period of seclusion and hard cultivation, his cultivation level had improved to the sixth layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

"Finally, I've broken through!"

Huo Yunjie muttered to himself.

After leaving the Spirit Gathering Tower, he walked to the shore of the Spirit Lake. Suddenly, he noticed spiritual energy fluctuating on the surface of the Lapis Stone beneath the old pine tree, forming a shadowy figure.

It was a child.

The child's shadow was blurry, and his face was unclear; his tiptoes were off the ground as he floated towards Huo Yunjie.

"What's your name?"

The child's shadow spoke with human words, nearly giving Huo Yunjie a fright.

"I am Huo Yunjie, the second disciple of Misty Sect. Who are you?" Huo Yunjie eyed the child's shadow and then glanced at the Lapis Stone, where the words "Exclusive to the Sect Master" were particularly conspicuous.

"My name is Little Stone, the Sect Master said I am a Stone Spirit."

The child's shadow tilted his head, thought for a moment, and said, "I'm so lonely, can you play with me?"

"I can't, I have to practice my swordsmanship."

Huo Yunjie shook his head.

His heart was set only on the sword.

Even though he found the Stone Spirit interesting, nothing was more interesting than practicing the sword.

Whoosh!

Huo Yunjie stepped onto the sword light, turning into a green streak of Sword Qi, instantly crossing the clear sky, and flying off into the distance.

"Brother Huo!"

A call came from afar.

Huo Yunjie looked towards the source of the voice and saw a familiar figure approaching on a flying sword, it was Lin Yuyan from Yunhua Sect.

As of today, Lin Yuyan had already stepped into the third layer of the Element Gathering Realm.

Previously, with her current cultivation level, she would have been respected as an Elder in the Yunhua Sect.
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But now, she was merely a True Disciple.

"Sister Lin, why have you come?"

Huo Yunjie looked at the striking young female swordswoman, sensing a piercing aura from her as if it was about to break out of its shell and tear through the heavens.

"You're about to condense Sword Intent, congratulations."

"Brother Huo could tell? Unfortunately, my foundation is not solid enough, and my accumulation is lacking, so I cannot condense Sword Intent for the time being."

"Just keep practicing and you'll be able to do it."

Huo Yunjie became interested.

He wasn't interested in women.

But once the conversation turned to sword practice, he became animated, with the sharp gleam of sword light flickering in his bright eyes.

"The reason I came here was to ask you how to condense Sword Intent," Lin Yuyan revealed her purpose.

"That's simple. I was just about to go out for some experience. You can come with me, and if there's anything you don't understand, feel free to ask me."

Huo Yunjie smiled slightly.

Is he inviting me to accompany him? Lin Yuyan felt a surge of joy in her heart.

She immediately followed Huo Yunjie, and both of them turned into streaks of sword light, flying off into the distance.

Atop a nearby mountain peak.

Baixue Ding, with her shoulder-length short hair and somewhat valiant appearance, stood on a large boulder, watching the two figures fly away together, and let out a sigh.

"Ah..."

Her expression was lonesome, her head lowered, her gaze flickering as if in sadness, feeling an inexplicable sting in her heart like the prick of a needle.

"Has Yun Jie already found someone he likes?"

"Lin Yuyan... I remember that she's Yun Jie's intended match for marriage, and she practices swordsmanship, too. So, have they already come together?"

Baixue Ding bit her red lips tightly, her body trembling slightly.

Clang!

The sword in her hand sensed its owner's sorrow and trembled, an invisible wave of Sword Qi sweeping in all directions, bending the grass and trees it passed.

Crack!

Even decayed wood was shattered.

"Sword Drawing Technique!"

Baixue Ding shouted, her left hand gripping the scabbard tightly, her right hand reverse-gripping the hilt as she strenuously drew the sword.

Slash!

A crescent-shaped white Sword Qi shot out, a hundred meters long, sweeping through the jungle below and carving a channel tens of meters wide and more than a dozen deep, stretching nearly a thousand meters into the ground.

If Huo Yunjie were here, he would have been astonished.

Baixue Ding had insight into the Sword Drawing Technique and had practiced it to a highly profound level with fearsome power.

Moreover, she had condensed Sword Intent!

"With a handsome man in heart, drawing the sword is divine!"

"But the handsome man has someone else, and I, where shall I go from here?"

Baixue Ding murmured, kneeling on the ground, looking in the direction Huo Yunjie and Lin Yuyan had disappeared, sighing.

"Asking the world, what is love, that commands one's devotion unto death."

A gentle voice drifted slowly from afar.

"Who is that... Eh! Elder Gong!"

Baixue Ding, with tearful eyes, quickly wiped away her tears, then turned toward the voice. She saw Gong Qingqiu, dressed in a blue gown, slowly approaching.

"I know you like Yun Jie, but in his heart, there is only the sword. Perhaps you don't know, 'No woman in the heart, divine is the art of sword withdrawal' is his personal motto," Gong Qingqiu said softly.

Her mature and beautiful face always had a gentle smile, like an affectionate older sister from next door, giving warmth to others.

"But doesn't Yun Jie like Lin Yuyan? Otherwise, why would they appear so intimate?" Baixue Ding was thoroughly puzzled.

Gong Qingqiu pointed in the direction where Huo Yunjie had departed and said:

"Do you really think Yun Jie is interested in Lin Yuyan? He just heard that Lin Yuyan is also practicing swordsmanship and is about to give birth to Sword Intent, and that is what sparked his interest to discuss this matter with her."

She paused, then added:

"Yun Jie is interested in practicing swordsmanship, regardless of gender."

"Do you understand?"

This speech struck deep into Baixue Ding's heart.

She stood rooted to the spot, pondering for a good while. Her eyes grew brighter and then, suddenly, she exclaimed with joy, "I understand! If I also go to Yun Jie with questions about sword practice, he will surely treat me the same way."

Gong Qingqiu nodded, "Yes."

"That's great, I'm going to chase after him right now!"

With a "whoosh" sound,

Baixue Ding had already turned into a streak of sword light and sped away.

"Hey! Wait!"

Gong Qingqiu hastily waved her hand, but it was already too late.