The Queen Of The Dark
Rebirith Of The God Of War [Capter CVII]

All the sect disciples were busy training while warming up a thousand sword slashes, not least Yun Fengyin and Lei Hu. The two people lived the movement while exchanging understandings, building up a sweet and soulful romance.

The two Wei brothers stayed away choosing to avoid the strange atmosphere, but staying away from the crowd would make the two repeatedly crash into the contrasting thoughts of understanding the movement. Wei Shuwan is the most determined about fighting, all his nonsense is able to cause his brother's madness while dragging his sanity to fall to the lowest point. Encouraging the thought of immediately banging his head in order to forget the bad suffering of having a sword-tongued sister like her.

Meanwhile, Xingcheng's class was a class with rare magical disciples.

Bai Yun did not reveal a nose stick, precisely he did not sharpen his double sword technique too much and was busy learning about the eight tirgrams. IQ and EQ are forced to digest all the information about the alignment of yin and yang, the direction of the winds, the balance of the elements, and the luck and doorway of the tribulation. His spinning brain felt upside down, blurry eyes read the entire string swerving until his pair of eyeballs spun upwards, if forced any longer perhaps his mouth would soon foam.

Yue Liang Zhi and Tao Jianying were the most relaxed among all.

Tao Jianying had completed training when Yue Liang Zhi left with Shan Shan, she herself had practiced the mainstay skill gained after entering the top five of the Qinglong sect disciples, she herself, now become a lazy and relaxed student. Inviting Yue Liang Zhi to read in the silence room.

The height of the body contrasts the two people a little laughably, one person reads fast and piles up a book of moves to the height of an adult body, the other person desperately tries to normal face the abnormality.

“No other books?” Yue Liang Zhi closed the last book.

Tao Jianying showed me the book he was reading, “ada... This is the god-level skill I gained after winning the ranking of the tournament between the Clan and the Imperial Huo.” sect

“Oke, forget it.”

Forget it, forget about getting god-level moves.

All the books here cannot even be compared to the books in the world of lotus, all of this is too stingy!

Outer disciples could only read low-level skill books, inner disciples could read low-level and middle-level skill books, private disciples could read three types of books, while a ranked disciple like Tao Jianying could read three types of tiers at once and obtain a god-level stance.

He really wanted to throw all of his god-level moves and mebaca without fear of attracting suspicion. Although the god-like moves were extremely rare in the lower dunai, but if the Qinglong sect gave certain private disciples access to read the moves, he would not feel too much like a thief. Why Qinglong sect so keep books as heirlooms as if the book is exposed to light will be directly eaten by termites.

Yue Liang Zhi let out a rough sigh, got up and returned the book to where it had been. He left Tao Jianying alone.

“...” Tao Jianying simply observed the red figure disappear from sight without saying many words.

Yue Liang Zhi's small legs stepped lightly and gracefully, her figure was like floating along with the wind, her unbound black mane waving affirming her pure silhouette. He was surprised to find an uninvited guest drinking tea at his residence.

“Have returned?”

Patriarch Wen Hua had already met him twice in the same day, was the old man so leisurely?

Always running to meet him on his own, disturbing or giving confusing puzzles. Making her wish that in this age there was a brain sharpening book, she would personally buy it and voluntarily ask Wen Hua to fill it in when bored.

Since the other party's arrival couldn't be ignored, Yue Liang Zhi as the youngest bowed his body slightly by clenching his cupped right hand with his left hand, “junior had seen the Patriarch.”

“No need to be too polite,” old eyes Wen Hua squinted adding wrinkles in his old skin. He stroked his grizzled beard badly and said, “you look free?”

“I was so busy planting crops, my old back had slouched after facing hundreds of kinds of plants that needed to be taken care of,” Patriarch Wen Hua laughed awkwardly. “I see you like gardening—”

Yue Liang Zhi's facial wrinkle implied that the topic of conversation immediately jumped to the core, there was no need for confusing convolutions.

Wen Hua laughed in the face of the outspoken nature of the youngster, this warmth made her feel like she had regained a youthful soul after a long time of withering and drying up, “help me plant herbs and you're free to read my god-level skill book. We exchange, you're lucky I also profit.” He knew full well of the knowledge-hungry pursuit ability of the child, because behind Yue Liaang Zhi's superiority in cultivation and skill there must be a great effort accompanying each step.

“Agreed,” Yue Liang Zhi agreed without a second thought.

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Day after day passed, all the disciples did their own routines. New students have become accustomed to new habits ranging from waking hours to curfews, training as well as doing retreat when on the verge of breaking into the next realm. The group member Yue Liang Zhi had slightly progressed in this two-month training, whereas she herself did extra work.

In the morning he would take care of the herbs belonging to Patriarch Wen Hua until noon, continuing to read and practice the god-level moves according to the guidebook, breaking through to the middle qi foundation level of level 2. And in the evening when he was free, he would train with Hei Long's army.

Hei Long's army had grown rapidly in terms of alignment, they had all formed bodies during the training period, and some members had reached the highest level of level 1 peak qi condensation.

Every day went smoothly, the new students who were accepted as private students were getting more harmonious with the teacher.

Now, Yue Liang Zhi walked towards the herb field behind the health building of the Qinglong sect. His cold face was disturbed by the noise.

“He ruined a quarter of the field, I saw him unleash a rabbit spirit beast on purpose,” Xiu Juan charged in infamy, beside him was Chen Bai Mo who was following the middle displaying a swagger.

Shan Shan's eyes filled with helplessness, “no~,” he shook his head and slightly sobbed.

Chen Bai Mo supports her rampant fiance, “cih... Criminals reluctant to confess!”

Shu Ming shouted back in defense of Shan Shan who was hugging a round rabbit, “not true! Shan'er had been detaining rabbits before going to pick some plants, you were too ruthlessly slandering!!”

Shan Shan tightly hugged the fat white rabbit that had big ears, a pair of ears slumped as blood flowed from the gaping wound.

The two creatures one human and one animal were mired in the ground, pitifully inviting people to stretch out their hands to protect.

The fat rabbit rolled up its body vibrating, enduring the pain with its mouth moving featuring cute rabbit teeth that store herbal leaves.

Five seniors who are also an Alchemist as observers: “...”.

The five of them were like plain cats staring at Xiu Juan and Shu Ming in turn, understanding what was happening yet not daring to decide.

The people of the Xiu Clan and the Chen Clan had been silent for two months, too silent to the point of arousing suspicion when one had gained enlightenment. And now Xiu Juan is back to making things? All of them, fake cures!