Chapter 48

"Discovered a book in the 'Miscellaneous Knowledge' category titled 'The Tyrant Prince Falls in Love with Me,' do you want to include it? Yes/No."

"Completed Task 1: Translated a book written in Dagan script, length: medium; quality: good; received one lottery reward: 1. Complete version of the Dagan Heroes List; 2. Dagan Beauty Rankings; 3. The Taihang Song Technique."

Not sure if it was because the quality of the task completion was poor, but the first two lottery prizes were not satisfactory. Zhong Wen looked around but did not see Leng Wushuang's figure. His eyes darted around, and suddenly he turned his attention to the little girl in front of him.

"Xiao Die, lend me your hand for a moment." Zhong Wen said, and without further ado, he grabbed the little girl's small, soft right hand and pressed it against his forehead, silently chanting, "Draw a prize!"

"Congratulations, you have won the reward: The Taihang Song Technique!"

"YES!" Zhong Wen excitedly waved his hand, looking at the "Star Spirit Level" row on the bookshelf in his mind, where a cultivation technique named "The Taihang Song Technique" had appeared.

I didn't expect you to be a lucky king too. Looking at the little girl, Zhong Wen's eyes unconsciously became more passionate.

"Zhong Wen, what's wrong with you?" The little girl, seeing Zhong Wen's inexplicable actions, couldn't help but worry, "Did you get a headache from learning too many characters?"

"No, no, I just thought of something that made me happy." Zhong Wen's face was full of smiles, "Let's add a dish for lunch today!"

"Really? Yay!" The little girl, hearing about the extra dish, became excited and mimicked Zhong Wen's V sign.

At this moment, a new alternative task appeared on the bookshelf panel:

"Task 1: Translate an ancient book into Dagan script, the reward will depend on the length and quality of the translation."

This time, it's translating Chinese characters into Dagan script, right?

Zhong Wen, looking at the newly released task, felt relieved knowing he could find someone to do it for him, and no longer felt pressured.

Walking out of the room, in the courtyard, two beautiful and graceful young women, one wielding a saber and the other a sword, were practicing intensively, clashing with a loud din.

Watching Liu Qiqi and Zheng Yueting's moves, Zhong Wen found them crude and couldn't help but sigh.

"What? Do you think they are practicing poorly?" Lin Zhiyun's slightly dissatisfied voice suddenly came from behind.

Zhong Wen turned around and saw the palace master sister wearing a light blue tight robe, accentuating her perfect figure, looking at him with a stern expression.

And Leng Wushuang stood obediently behind Lin Zhiyun, wearing the orange robe Zhong Wen had bought for her, her curvaceous figure making people's blood boil.

"Palace Master Sister, do you want to hear the truth?" Zhong Wen, seeing Lin Zhiyun's displeasure, smiled bitterly and touched his nose.

"I know you possess the 'Deadly Sword' technique, which makes ordinary spirit techniques seem inferior, but this sword technique only has one strike, and ultimately is not the right path." Lin Zhiyun, for some reason, felt the urge to scold Zhong Wen whenever she saw him, which was completely out of character for her, "For Wushuang, I plan to have her practice our sect's 'Light Splitting Sword Technique' so she won't be limited to one strike in battle."

"Palace Master Sister, you are absolutely right. The 'Deadly Sword' technique is designed for assassins, not for direct combat." Zhong Wen, not angry, said with a smile, "But what level of spirit technique is this 'Light Splitting Sword Technique'?"

"..." Hearing Zhong Wen's question, Lin Zhiyun immediately had a bad feeling and stammered, "Silver, Silver level."

For an ordinary secular small sect, a Silver level spirit technique was definitely not bad, even considered a treasure of the sect, taught only to true disciples. However, with previous experience, Lin Zhiyun could almost predict Zhong Wen's reaction.

"Ah!" As expected, Zhong Wen sighed heavily, "Palace Master Sister, has the situation of the Piaohua Palace reached this point? We are family, if there are difficulties, you can tell me."

Lin Zhiyun's right hand trembled slightly, almost losing control of her inner primal power: "..."

"To be honest, although I am weak, my mind is filled with many cultivation techniques." Zhong Wen shook his head, "I should pass them on to the palace disciples to enhance their strength and better deal with the next moves of the Xiao family and the Silver Ring Guild."

"..." Lin Zhiyun instinctively wanted to refuse but couldn't think of a suitable reason.

"Zhong Wen, do you know a more powerful sword technique?" At this moment, Liu Qiqi and Zheng Yueting had stopped and came over, hearing Zhong Wen's words, she couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Words are empty, a test will show." Since entering the Earth Wheel realm, Zhong Wen had long had the idea of showing off in front of Lin Zhiyun and Liu Qiqi.

Leng Wushuang obediently handed her long sword to Zhong Wen.

"Are you going to spar with me?" Liu Qiqi, knowing Zhong Wen was at the Earth Wheel realm, was not intimidated but showed an excited expression.

"Come on, Qiqi, I'll only use the Human Wheel realm spirit power." Zhong Wen took on the posture of a supreme expert "letting you three moves," "Let you see the power of the Platinum Sword Technique."

At this moment, Shangguan Junyi and Shangguan Mingyue also appeared in the courtyard. Hearing the word "Platinum," Shangguan Junyi and Lin Zhiyun exchanged glances, their surprise evident.

Currently, in the secular cultivation world, the highest level of cultivation techniques was Gold level. However, they knew that in the seven holy lands, there were even higher-level techniques.

Could the "Platinum" Zhong Wen mentioned be the level above Gold?

The two couldn't help but imagine.

"Are you ready?" Liu Qiqi's wrist flicked, and her long sword skillfully formed two sword flowers, "I'm coming."

"Come on!" Zhong Wen held his long sword behind his back with his right hand, and his left hand formed a sword seal at his chest. This posture was not the starting stance of any sword technique but a cool pose he had seen in TV dramas in his previous life.

"Be careful!" Liu Qiqi, seeing Zhong Wen's ethereal posture, her eyes lit up, and her long sword quickly stabbed out, transforming into two sword shadows halfway, which was the Piaohua Palace's signature technique, the "Light Splitting Sword Technique."

Zhong Wen smiled slightly and swung his long sword, using the first spirit technique he had drawn in this world, the Platinum level "Whirling Wind and Falling Goose Sword Technique."

Unlike the "Deadly Sword" technique, which aimed to kill in one strike, this "Whirling Wind and Falling Goose Sword Technique" took a completely different approach. The entire set of sword techniques had 256 moves, and when performed, it was a dazzling display of countless sword lights swirling around Zhong Wen, each one unpredictable, making it impossible to see the trajectory.

To describe it in two words: beautiful!

To describe it in four words: flashy and showy!

"There is such a delightful sword technique in the world." Shangguan Junyi, covering her cherry lips, exclaimed in surprise.

"It's just beautiful, not necessarily practical." Shangguan Mingyue couldn't help but comment.

However, as soon as she spoke, Liu Qiqi was already defeated.

Facing such unpredictable and dazzling sword moves, her "Light Splitting Sword Technique" was far inferior in level, and she had no way to counter. Zhong Wen's long sword instantly pointed at her white and tender neck.

Shangguan Mingyue: "..."

How can you be so quick to be proven wrong...

"Palace Master Sister, does this sword technique meet your standards?" Zhong Wen looked at Lin Zhiyun with a smile.

"Um, um, it's not bad." Lin Zhiyun, flustered by his gaze, her eyes darting around.

Although everything Zhong Wen did was beneficial to the Piaohua Palace, the more excellent and generous he was, the more Lin Zhiyun worried about what he might ask for in the future, making it difficult for her to interact with him normally.

"Zhong Wen, I heard from Shangguan Sister's subordinates that your saber skills are unparalleled, and I didn't expect your sword skills to be so powerful too." Zheng Yueting looked at Zhong Wen with more admiration in her eyes.

"Little brother, you also know saber skills?" Shangguan Junyi was surprised again, feeling that Zhong Wen's abilities far exceeded any "young hero" she knew.

"Come, let me see your saber skills!" Liu Qiqi, defeated in one move, was not discouraged but became even more interested in Zhong Wen's techniques, challenging him again.

"Sure." Zhong Wen readily agreed, always eager to show off his skills in front of a group of beautiful women.

The two re-engaged, and this time Zhong Wen borrowed a willow leaf saber from Zheng Yueting and used the "Eighteen Waves of the Golden Saber" technique that had brought him fame in the Golden Saber Sect. The saber moves were like rolling waves, continuous and unending, quickly knocking Liu Qiqi's long sword out of her hand.

At this moment, even Yin Ning'er, the little girl, and Shen Dachui, grandfather and grandson, had gathered in the courtyard to watch the spectacle. Everyone was amazed by the exquisite saber skills Zhong Wen displayed, and Zheng Yueting was particularly excited and moved.

This is the saber technique I want to learn!

She secretly made a decision in her heart.

Zhong Wen slowly put down his long sword and saw Liu Qiqi intently reviewing the battle. He turned to look at Lin Zhiyun standing in the crowd.

Unlike the continuous praise from the others, Lin Zhiyun's brows were tightly furrowed, showing no excitement.

Zhong Wen thought for a moment and understood Lin Zhiyun's thoughts.

"Palace Master Sister, can I talk to you alone?" He suddenly suggested.

"Sure." Lin Zhiyun looked at him deeply, feeling that this couldn't go on, and turned to walk towards the main hall, "Follow me."

Zhong Wen, without a word, closely followed the goddess, eagerly entering the main hall...