Chapter 19

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Hiss!

The bone-chilling sword light flashed, and hair flew in all directions!

Before the sword light even landed, the hair on Ye Zhen's head flew like cut straw, and his eyes widened to the extreme. His teeth were clenched tightly together.

Ye Zhen's image was frozen in place as the icy sword light fiercely slashed down. His pupils instantly shrank to the extreme, and his qi and blood instantly solidified. His heart pounded like a broken wind box, wanting to escape, wanting to dodge, but his body felt as if it were filled with sludge, unable to move at all.

When the icy sword light was an inch above Ye Zhen's forehead, it suddenly stopped. The skin on his forehead was cut by the sword light, creating deep blood lines, and Ye Zhen's face was instantly covered in blood.

The hot blood from his forehead was immediately frozen by the cold from the icy sword light, forming a layer of blood ice. Not only that, but the moment the icy sword light approached, the upper half of Ye Zhen's body was covered in a layer of frost.

Ye Zhen's eyes were fixed on the icy sword light hanging above his forehead, afraid that it would fall even a little more, which would mean the end of his life.

At this moment, thinking about the great truths of life and death was all nonsense. Ye Zhen only hoped that the icy sword light would not fall.

Time seemed to freeze, each breath feeling endless.

Perhaps it was a single breath, or perhaps it felt like an eternity, but the icy sword light hanging an inch above Ye Zhen's forehead suddenly dissipated into a cold star.

"You are the seventh outer sect disciple to come and seek my guidance in the past six months, but you are the only one who can withstand my sword light and not fall. Alright, you have the right to ask me, Liao Feibai, one question!" Liao Feibai, dressed in a water-blue pearl-embroidered dress with her black hair tied up high and her hand on her sword, stepped out from the back of the hall.

Ye Zhen didn't even have the energy to be surprised that Liao Feibai was a beauty.

After enduring such a life-threatening sword, he only gained the right to ask one question. Moreover, from Liao Feibai's words, he was the first outer sect disciple to gain this right.

Ye Zhen wanted to run, but the power contained in the icy sword light made it impossible for him to move his feet, let alone run.

All the talk about being kind and skilled in teaching, Ye Zhen now wanted to drag Zhao the steward over to let him experience the taste of almost being split in two by a sword.

As soon as the icy sword light was retracted, the qi and blood that had been about to solidify in Ye Zhen's body surged, immediately restoring his ability to move.

"Hmm? Are you wasting my time?" Liao Feibai's long, slender eyebrows arched, and her gaze fixed on Ye Zhen, instantly enveloping him in an overwhelming aura. The feeling of his qi and blood about to solidify returned.

"Disciple Ye Zhen, who just advanced from a servant disciple to an outer sect disciple yesterday, has come to seek guidance from Instructor Liao on what cultivation technique would be suitable!"

The feeling of his qi and blood about to solidify made Ye Zhen shout out the prepared words in fear. The scene of the sword light above his head made him hesitate, but Liao Feibai's cold snort reminded him.

This Liao Feibai was an unpredictable person. If he hesitated, who knew what this terrifying Liao Feibai would do to him.

"Newly advanced from a servant disciple to an outer sect disciple?" Liao Feibai was clearly taken aback, her long, slender eyebrows bending, and the killing intent on her beautiful face slightly easing. She said in surprise, "Could you be from Bai Song Peak?"

"How did you know?" Ye Zhen was taken aback when Liao Feibai guessed his origin, and a bad feeling suddenly arose.

Liao Feibai didn't answer Ye Zhen. After smelling a fragrance like orchids, she suddenly appeared beside Ye Zhen, pointing at him. A surge of spiritual light erupted, and four bloodline shadows suddenly rose from Ye Zhen's forehead.

However, although there were four bloodline shadows, the fourth one was still incomplete.

"Upper-grade three-meridian bloodline talent? That's already top-notch among servant disciples. What kind of eyes does Old Zhao have?" Liao Feibai's long, slender eyebrows furrowed.

Ye Zhen was shocked by her words.

Upper-grade three-meridian bloodline talent!

Ye Zhen clearly remembered that when he was tested for bloodline talent, he had a middle-grade three-meridian bloodline talent, and even that was a stretch. But now, it was upper-grade three-meridian, just a step away from four-meridian.

"How did my bloodline talent improve? Is it the effect of the stone marrow spirit liquid or the mirage dragon pearl?" Ye Zhen naturally associated this phenomenon with the two secrets he possessed.

As Liao Feibai circled Ye Zhen, examining him, her long, slender eyebrows suddenly furrowed. "No, Old Zhao isn't that stupid." Her figure flickered, and she suddenly grabbed Ye Zhen's right arm, a large amount of spiritual light surging from her fingertips.

"Ahh!"

A deafening scream suddenly burst from Ye Zhen's throat. He felt as if his right arm was being branded from the inside out with a red-hot iron, the pain making him want to cut off his arm.

Hiss!

A faint, thin, grayish-white liquid spurted from Ye Zhen's arm, and Liao Feibai's angelic-devilish face was suddenly shocked.

"先天净体，只差一点，竟然就是先天净体？"

Ye Zhen, whose head was throbbing with pain, was also somewhat dazed. The thin, grayish-white liquid that had just spurted out was clear enough. Recently, almost every night after he practiced the Blood Qi Technique using the stone marrow spirit liquid, his body would spurt out varying amounts of this grayish-white liquid.

What kind of "innate pure body" was this? Initially, what spurted out from Ye Zhen's body was black, smelly mud.

After a moment of contemplation, Liao Feibai, with her black hair tied up high, seemed to make a decision. She suddenly released Ye Zhen and asked, "What's your name?"

If it weren't for the fear of the icy sword light, Ye Zhen would have rolled his eyes at Liao Feibai. What kind of person was she? Hadn't he already given his name?

"Disciple Ye Zhen!" Ye Zhen still answered honestly.

"Sixteen years old, that's still acceptable."

Liao Feibai seemed to be talking to herself, but Ye Zhen was even more surprised. Without asking, she knew his exact age. This woman, Liao Feibai, was too extraordinary.

"Have you entered the Scripture Hall yet?" Liao Feibai suddenly asked.

"No!" Ye Zhen was already speechless with surprise. How did she know this?

"That's it!" Liao Feibai muttered to herself and then suddenly asked Ye Zhen, "Ye Zhen, since you haven't entered the Scripture Hall to choose a cultivation technique, I will select one for you based on your constitution. Are you willing to learn it?"

"Willing, willing!" A wave of joy surged in Ye Zhen's heart, and his head nodded like a chicken pecking at grain.

Originally, getting a cultivation technique from a sect instructor was Ye Zhen's highest hope for this visit. He never expected to achieve his goal so easily.

A cultivation technique from a sect instructor should be better than those in the Scripture Hall, right? At the very least, it would be suitable for his cultivation. The eyes of a sect instructor were not something a new outer sect disciple like Ye Zhen could compare to.

"This Essence Blood Primordial Body Technique is quite suitable for your innate pure body and your current cultivation level. As long as you practice diligently, it will allow you to condense essence and gather primordial energy in the shortest time possible." A manual suddenly appeared in Liao Feibai's hand, and she threw it to Ye Zhen.

Taking the manual, Ye Zhen was overjoyed. "Instructor Liao, what is the rank of this Essence Blood Primordial Body Technique?" He wanted to know how much he had gained.

Liao Feibai's almond eyes glared, instantly making Ye Zhen feel a chill. "Something as ordinary as the first floor of the Scripture Hall, I, Liao Feibai, wouldn't even consider."

Liao Feibai's glare made Ye Zhen hesitate to ask further. As long as the technique was suitable and stronger than what he could get from the first floor of the Scripture Hall, he was satisfied.

"Disciple thanks Instructor Liao for transmitting the technique. I will take my leave now!" Ye Zhen, not daring to stay longer, prepared to leave.

Hearing this, Liao Feibai's eyes widened. "What, you got the benefit and want to leave so quickly?"

Her words made Ye Zhen feel a chill. It felt as if receiving a manual from Liao Feibai was like selling his soul.

Hiss!

Liao Feibai's palm sliced diagonally, instantly cutting off a small corner of the stone tablet in the room as if it were tofu. She then pointed to the remaining right corner of the stone tablet and asked, "In one month, can you cut off the remaining right corner of this stone tablet with one palm?"

After estimating the thickness of the stone tablet, Ye Zhen nodded. "I should be able to!"

"Then get lost!"

Hearing this, Ye Zhen felt as if he had been granted a reprieve and turned to leave, his foot just touching the threshold when Liao Feibai's voice rang out. "Ye Zhen, I forgot to tell you, this stone tablet is a special iron stone tablet from the Iron Stone Peak of the Qi Yun Sect. Its hardness is twice that of an ordinary stone tablet!"

These words were like a thunderclap, making Ye Zhen stumble and freeze in shock. "What, this thing is an iron stone tablet?"

An iron stone tablet, which even a disciple at the peak of the third level of Blood Cultivation would take ten days to chip away.

Swish!

As Ye Zhen stumbled, a cold sword light suddenly shot through the air, hovering an inch above his forehead. The terrifying power and the intense cold within it instantly solidified Ye Zhen's qi and blood.

"If you can't do it in one month, I, Liao Feibai, will definitely make you regret ever stepping into my courtyard!" Liao Feibai's icy voice rang in Ye Zhen's ears.

What could Ye Zhen say? He could only nod repeatedly, and the cold sword light instantly dissipated, allowing Ye Zhen to regain his composure and walk out.

"Ye Zhen!"

Suddenly, Liao Feibai's voice rang out again, making Ye Zhen shudder.

When Ye Zhen turned around, he saw Liao Feibai say, "If you have any problems with your cultivation in the next month, you can come to me at any time!"

After turning to listen to Liao Feibai's instructions, Ye Zhen stared at her, and a thought suddenly arose in his mind. When Liao Feibai, Instructor Liao, wasn't being fierce, she actually looked quite good!

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PS: This chapter was uploaded late, brothers, please bear with me. My wife is on a business trip, and I had to send her to the train station and take care of my daughter, who had no one to look after her. I was busy all night and only finished this chapter now.

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