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Ever since that day, the main peak's inner and outer disciples never provoked them again. After all, the eighth place outer sect disciple had been thrown out. Those outer court disciples that were above the top 10 didn't dare to provoke them. As for the top ten outer sect disciples, they did not make a move. They could be considered to have acknowledged Fan Wuji's strength and identity, allowing him to stay in the second region.1

Fan Wuji's arrival caused a slight ripple within the large outer sect. However, there were too many of them in the Skysword Sect, and their main peaks were the highest. There were countless geniuses here, and there were many strong ones. Very quickly, everyone forgot about this newcomer genius, Fan Wuji.

Ten months after Fan Wuji entered the sect, the outer sect disciple ranking competition started. The nine peaks of Heavenly Sword Mountain were basically a separate affair. This time's outer court disciple ranking competition was limited to the main peak disciples. Other sword peaks had other systems and ranking methods.

In the eyes of every disciple, the Disciple Ranking Tournament was the most important event that had never happened before. Ranking represented status and status, and naturally also represented corresponding resources and treatment. Especially the disciples of the outer sect, as long as they didn't cripple or kill people, they would not break the rules.

In such a cruel environment, the higher one's ranking was, the stronger one would be and the more they would be intimidated. The ten disciples in front of the outer sect gate were usually existences which other ordinary disciples revered greatly.

When Fan Wuji received Deng Ziyu's message, he remained unmoved and didn't even take half a step out of the cave. In just a few days, the outer court disciple ranking competition had come to an end. The competition for this Ranking Tournament was abnormally intense. If only four out of the top ten disciples from last year managed to maintain their rankings, the other six would have been replaced by newcomers.

And Fan Wuji, who did not participate in the outer sect ranking competition, naturally followed the rules and was considered to have abstained. Those who forfeited were automatically ranked last among the outer sect disciples. Some of the outer court disciples that were always at the bottom saw someone give up, and they all seemed as if they were in a dream, sighing about their good luck, otherwise they would be at the bottom again.

Time flowed on like water. Very quickly, another two months passed. Calculating the time Fan Wuji had been in the sect for a year, besides studying the sword, he was also cultivating. His innate talent was already astonishing. Coupled with the fact that the spirit energy in the nine peaks of Heavenly Sword Mountain was much denser than that of the Hundred Kingdom Territory, it had unknowingly increased his rate of rest by several times. And a month ago, Fan Wuji's cultivation had reached the Xiantian Full Circle realm. He didn't rush in to break through to the Spirit Sea realm. This was because he understood that sometimes, foundation was more important than speed.

At this moment, his cultivation was useless. He had reached a huge bottleneck. Whether it was true intent or cultivation, both had a clear bottleneck. The path of cultivation was extremely difficult. Sometimes, it was not something that could be broken through by hard work.

Fan Wuji looked into the cave, there was a thick layer of dust, and he couldn't help but smile. During this year, he hadn't stepped out of the cave and was completely immersed in cultivation.

He pushed open the stone door of his abode, and the dazzling sunlight fell upon his face. The only thing that could be seen was the faint rays of sunlight that had shone on his abode for more than a year. He felt exceptionally comfortable as he bathed in the bright sunlight.

He leisurely walked towards one of the nine meridians of Heavenly Sword Mountain. This place was called the Sword Tower. It was said that it was a standard place to measure disciples of sects. The sword pagoda was said to be a Spirit Channeling Immortal Sword. The immortal sword contained strands of dao principles within it.

A sword that transformed into a giant tower that stood tall for hundreds of thousands of years without falling. It was simply a miracle. One had to know that metals could rust, become mottled, and be eroded by time. An ordinary sharp sword would decay after thousands of years, and would shatter after tens of thousands of years. As for the passing of hundreds of thousands of years, that was a time that even divine weapons could not surpass. However, this Spirit Channeling Immortal Sword had broken the iron law; it was as if time could no longer leave even the slightest trace on its body.

An immortal sword was an immortal's weapon, and an immortal sword was even rarer than a sword immortal's. After all, swordsmen who stepped into the Immortal Soul stage were also Sword Immortals after becoming Earthly Immortals. However, generally speaking, not even one Sword Immortal who possessed an Immortal sword would survive. Only those senior sword immortals who had touched the Dao would all have a sword, but not every one of them would have one.

Fan Wuji was leisurely strolling around, his eyes seemed to be observing his surroundings. He had been in the sect for an entire year, yet he was a stranger to the nine peaks of Heavenly Sword Mountain. Even his own main peak was in a state of confusion. After all, he had been in seclusion for a year.

Before long, Fan Wuji arrived in front of the Sword Tower. Looking at the towering Sword Tower, he felt as if it was alive, giving off the feeling of seeing an immortal sword.

"As expected of the Immortal Sword that transformed into a giant pagoda. The first impression it gave was that it was not a pagoda at all. "I wonder how many levels I can pass." Fan Wuji muttered to himself as he looked at the Sword Tower.

He quickly arrived in front of the Sword Tower, at a pavilion. In the pavilion sat a lonely looking young man. Other than loneliness, there was also sadness in this man's expression. However, he unconsciously emitted a sharp light. Fan Wuji understood that this person's path of the sword was far above his own. It was just that he couldn't estimate his specific cultivation level.

"Identity badge." The lonely young man glanced at Fan Wuji, and said with an indifferent tone.

Fan Wuji understood that this person should be the Tower Keeper of the Sword Tower. The Sword Tower was one of the important areas of the Skysword Sect, so of course there would be guards to guard it. He nodded, took out his identity plate and handed it to the lonely young man.

"Go in. The Sword Tower has the Heaven Breaking Sword Dao, so don't try to be brave. If you die, no one will be able to retrieve your corpse for you. " As the lonely youth spoke, he verified the identity token and returned it to Fan Wuji.

The lonely youth no longer looked at Fan Wuji, but lowered his head, revealing an expression of reminiscence. He was completely immersed in his memories, with joy and even more pain.

Fan Wuji sighed slightly. He understood that this lonely youth must have suffered some sort of setback that he was unable to let go of. There were countless addicts in this world, and there were always stories that were difficult for outsiders to understand.

When Fan Wuji walked to the door, the lonely youth muttered an obscure incantation. The door of the Sword Tower immediately opened. Fan Wuji immediately walked in. Almost instantly, the door closed.

At this moment, a few young men and women were walking on the road leading to the Sword Tower. Judging from their attire, they were just the lowest level service disciples in the Skysword Sect.

Within the Skysword Sect, there were four types of disciples: service disciples, outer disciples, inner disciples, and true disciples. A janitor disciple was the lowest level in a large sect. Their talents were mediocre, and they were even rather clumsy. They were disciples who had entered the sect through various channels.

Servant disciples usually not only had low talent, but their strength was also very mediocre. The reason why the sect had set up service disciples was because they needed free labor. For example, many great halls, many pavilions, and even important areas, needed cleaning and maintenance.

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