Chen Ye sneered inwardly, it seemed they were not here with good intentions.

He pushed open the door and walked out slowly, asking in a calm voice, "My fellow junior brothers, it's so late at night; what brings you to Baiqi Garden?"

Those disciples were whispering among themselves, but were startled by Chen Ye's voice and immediately bolted, like frightened rabbits, turning their heads to flee.

In their panic, they disappeared behind the thick shrubs in an instant, not daring to look back.

"?" Chen Ye was left baffled; he had thought they came to cause him trouble.

On the other hand, those three or four Outer Disciples ran quite a distance before stopping to catch their breath, only after confirming that Chen Ye was not pursuing them.

"Scared... scared me to death! How did Steward Chen suddenly come out?" said a round-faced disciple, still in shock.

"Exactly! I thought he had gone to rest long ago," another tall and thin disciple agreed, showing signs of lingering fear.

"It's all your fault! You insisted on dragging me to watch the excitement! Now look, we got caught red-handed!" the disciple who had tried to get closer to the cottage complained.

"Shh! Keep your voice down!" the round-faced disciple quickly gestured for silence, looked warily in the direction of Baiqi Garden, and whispered, "Have you forgotten what kind of place this is?"

The tall and thin disciple shrank his neck and lowered his voice, "Of course not... This... this is Junior Martial Uncle Bai's courtyard!"

"Exactly!"

Another disciple nodded repeatedly, his face showing awe,

"I heard that Junior Martial Uncle Bai has a peculiar temper. Back then, when True Man Baili was still around, she often came here to tend to the flowers and plants. After True Man Baili passed away, this Baiqi Garden became even more of her forbidden ground. Whoever dares to trespass won't have a good ending!"

"Then... then weren't we just..." the previous disciple's face turned pale.

The round-faced disciple sighed, "We were just curious, wanting to see what kind of abilities this new Steward Chen has, to dare take over Baiqi Garden. Unexpectedly... we almost brought trouble upon ourselves. In my opinion, that Steward Chen probably doesn't know the true taboos of this garden. Otherwise, he wouldn't live here even if he had the guts of ten men."

"That's right, it's only us old disciples who have been at Herb Peak for a long time who know these old stories. Do you think the Peak Master would specially inform a new steward of these things?"

The more they talked, the more fearful they felt, and they couldn't help but feel a bit of inexplicable sympathy for Chen Ye's ignorance.

"Let's go, let's go. It's best we stay away from Baiqi Garden in the future."

"Indeed, lest we run into Junior Martial Uncle Bai, that would be truly unlucky!"

"Ha... but next, there'll be a good show to watch..."

...

After leaving the Hundred Herbs Garden, he didn't return directly to Luoli Courtyard but changed his mind and decided to go to the Transmission Hall.

The Transmission Hall is precisely where disciples exchange Contribution Points for cultivation techniques.

He currently had seventy Contribution Points left, which allowed him to plan well for himself.

Chen Ye put away the Geng Metal Qi swirling around his fingertips.

[Geng Metal Technique Limit Break: 420/800]

These days, he practiced the Geng Metal Technique at his fingertips whenever he had the time, managing to increase its proficiency by half.

But it was only a Tier One Lower Grade technique, inherently lacking. Even though breaking through would eventually bring significant changes,

the time it would take was terribly long.

Currently, Geng Metal Qi's power was equivalent to a Tier One Upper Grade technique.

Of course, Geng Metal Qi also had the advantage that Chen Ye could release ten strands of it at once!

And his internal Spiritual Power was enough to support releasing forty strands!

If even a Tier One Lower Grade magic could be cultivated to this level,

he wondered if cultivating a Tier One Upper Grade magic to limit break would have the power of Foundation Establishment!

Chen Ye gathered his mind and set foot on the stone steps to Purple Cloud Peak.

Purple Cloud Peak is among the twenty-four outer peaks of the Lingyin Sect, renowned for its swordsmanship. The sword techniques stored in its Transmission Hall are numerous and powerful.

Now that he was a steward of the Lingyin Sect, he naturally had the privilege to enter the Transmission Halls of various peaks to choose a suitable cultivation technique for himself.

With his steward token, he entered the Transmission Hall of Purple Cloud Peak unimpeded. The hall was indeed imposing, filled with Sword Qi.

The walls inside the hall were adorned with various blueprints of flying swords. Many disciples were intently selecting, while cultivators in instructor attire were guiding on the side.

Chen Ye came with a clear purpose, which was to find a powerful Tier One Upper Grade sword technique to complement his reforged Iron Sword, enhancing his offensive abilities.

However, despite having a clear purpose, he was momentarily overwhelmed when facing the dazzling array of Sword Technique Jade Scrolls upon entering.

Fortunately, at this moment, a middle-aged instructor approached proactively:

"This steward, are you here to choose a sword technique?"

In the Lingyin Sect, after completing their coursework, some dedicated instructors would also come to the Transmission Hall to instruct other disciples.

Of course, such instruction requires Contribution Points. It's akin to tutoring.

Chen Ye nodded. Before him, this instructor had a square face and a steady aura.

His cultivation was at the Qi Cultivation Eighth Layer, ranking among the top instructors.

Seeing this, Chen Ye did not hesitate:

"Instructor, with your discerning eyes, I am indeed looking for a flying sword skill. However, the hall is filled with a sea of sword techniques, and I am at a loss as to which to choose. I hope the instructor can offer some guidance."

The instructor, upon hearing this, scrutinized Chen Ye, his gaze falling on Chen Ye's waist token:

"I'm Li Yanfeng. Since you're a steward of Herb Peak, you must be a Spirit Plant Master. Spirit Plant Masters excel in cultivation and have unique insights into Spiritual Power manipulation, making the practice of flying sword skills quite complementary. Tell me your thoughts. What weapon do you customarily use? What are your preferences in swordsmanship?"

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