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C822

The world passed by very quickly.0

It was another daybreak, and the sun shone down on the windowsill. Li Shi's eyes opened as she exhaled deeply, her eyes brimming with vitality.

A month passed.

After this round of hard work, she had already touched the threshold of the fourth level of the Desire Prison Realm.

He habitually glanced at the room next door, while he was lost in thought. Although she had been cultivating these past seven days, she still knew that Cheng Qing hadn't gone out.

Li Jun knew Cheng Qing was meditating on the [Heaven's Inquisition Sword Scripture]. She was curious about the extent of Chen Qing's comprehension. The other party was able to comprehend the second level of the sword intent at such a young age. He must have made good progress.

What kind of background did this weird guy have?

Why did he want to come to the Thousand-Jue Sect? Why was he so sure that he would leave within three months? From the looks of it, he didn't seem to be here to cause trouble. Could it be that he was lusting after the inheritance of the Thousand Extreme Martial School?

These questions had already echoed in Lee Yanyi's mind for too long. Since she could not get an answer, not even a clue, her curiosity grew.

She couldn't resist asking several times.

But she also understood that if she asked, if Cheng Qing had to answer, then there would only be two results.

Cheng Qing was either deceiving her or finding it hard to coexist harmoniously with her.

These two results were what Li Jun didn't want to see, so she was able to endure until now.

Another two months … Then she would have the answer. When the other party left, she had to get to the bottom of this.

Unknowingly, Li Jun thought back to what Cheng Qing had said, and in her mind, she once again thought of that hot soup cake stall by the side of the street in the small city.

Life was monotonous. Other than training, it was just fighting, was it Li Jun? She was filled with curiosity and imagination about this kind of life in the market, where there were many big and small stories.

Although she was the vice head of the Hall of War, she did not manage the specific affairs of the Hall of War. She was only responsible for leading the troops when the Hall of War issued a large scale mission. Otherwise, given her identity and cultivation, she wouldn't be the vice pavilion master but the main hall master.

Li is looking forward to a wonderful and grounded life outside. Even the shouts of the peddlers and the cries of the shop assistants were very pleasing to the ear and filled with life.

The farmers kept the cattle busy on the banks of the fields, the women brought food and tea in baskets, and at dusk, when the sun was setting and the smoke was rising in front of the cottages, the herdsmen drove the calves back and hunted the horses and the birds back, what a beautiful and warm scene that was.

Lee really wanted to experience it.

Even if he couldn't experience it, it was good to be able to see it up close.

But she didn't even have such a chance. The only time she had walked in the Jianghu for such a long time, the time had been filled with all sorts of things – her training goal was very clear.

Ever since she obtained the "Green Reed" and displayed her once-in-a-century cultivation talent, her father, Li Jundu, had told her that she was the hope for the revival of the sect and that the future of the sect was in her hands. Whether the Thousand Extreme Martial School could once again become a famous place in the Western Paradise was entirely up to her.

Her father told her that with your talent, it would be easy for you to reach the Small Circle, and it would not be impossible for you to reach the Great Circle. Therefore, you can't waste even a moment. You have to focus on your cultivation, polish your combat skills, and accumulate battle experience. Only in this way can you defeat all your strong opponents in the future and bring your sect back to its former glory.

She had never doubted her father's words, nor had she ever defied his wishes. She had been working hard, sparing no effort.

So she was what she was now.

Happy or not, she did not know, for she had never thought of it, and had no time to think of it. There seemed to be nothing unhappy about it. There was no obvious feeling.

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