Jujutsu: Eight Magical Skills At The Beginning, Admission Is A Special Level

Chapter 81: Surviving a Great Calamity, There Will Be a Next Time

"What do you mean by asking me to say a few words?"

What can I say in human language, telling everyone to work hard and strive for an early death and rebirth, hoping for a better life in the next?

Looking at the hundreds of tents, Lu Bei shook his head silently. It was impossible to have a smooth journey. He still had a bright future and didn't want to lose it at such a young age.

"You're worrying too much, Junior Brother. This time, Observing Sword Pavilion charged into battle for Iron Sword League, greatly suppressing the morale of Extreme Monarch Sect. You have also worked hard for the Sect Leader. Although I am a disciple of Heavenly Sword Sect, my contributions are far less than yours. There is no reason for me to turn against you."

"Senior Brother's criticism is valid. I have learned from it."

Pan Qingsheng respectfully stood up, thinking to himself that Senior Brother from Heavenly Sword Sect was indeed low-key and didn't seek attention. Unlike those disciples from second-rate sword cultivation sects who clearly came to take advantage but acted as if Observing Sword Pavilion was begging them.

There will always be comparisons between people, even between the living and the dead.

Pan Qingsheng was deeply moved and convinced by Lu Bei's magnanimity. He secretly vowed to follow Heavenly Sword Sect until death without regrets.

"Senior Brother, this is for you." Away from the training ground area, Pan Qingsheng took out a simple sketch and secretly handed it to Lu Bei.

"Junior Brother, I came here only to accompany my nephew for training, not to receive gifts."

Lu Bei smiled helplessly, blaming Pan Qingsheng unnecessarily, and casually hid the sketch in his sleeve.

"Hahaha, Senior Brother, don't make fun of me. I am a rough person who doesn't understand the principle of reciprocity."

Pan Qingsheng laughed, "I believe Senior Brother has already guessed that luck in the secret realm varies from person to person. Some are destined to return empty-handed, while others... like my nephew, a genius among geniuses, will definitely not be disappointed."

"Junior Brother, this is not appropriate. Rules should not be broken."

"Senior Brother, you are mistaken. This is the rule."

"I am ashamed!"

"Hahaha--" x2

Wei Yu listened as if she was hearing a foreign language, tilting her head and trying to understand what the two of them were talking about.

"Don't just stand there foolishly, thank Pan Shishu." Lu Bei patted Wei Yu's head, urging her to thank Pan Qingsheng, and followed Pan Qingsheng's lead to the entrance of the secret realm.

In a deep mountain temple, with gray stones and weeds, behind two low walls, a man-made cave sloped downward. About ten Observing Sword Pavilion disciples guarded nearby.

Lu Bei rubbed his chin and, with his unprofessional eyes, saw that this was a secret passage.

The local faction has some tricks up their sleeves!

"Junior Brother, I have an important position and cannot accompany you. Please understand."

"Junior Brother, you are too polite. If there is a chance, let's both participate in the Heavenly Sword Peak's grand event."

"That's only natural!"

The two bid farewell with clasped hands. Lu Bei took Wei Yu and walked down the cave. Night pearls were embedded in the walls on both sides, providing sufficient light. With the guidebook in hand, the experience of being underground was quite ordinary.

Wei Yu didn't think so. Everything looked fresh to her. If it weren't for Lu Bei stopping her, she would have taken the night pearls with her.

"First of all, when you're away from home, don't touch strangers' things casually..." Lu Bei earnestly taught, and when they encountered a three-way intersection ahead, he took out the guidebook and walked towards the left path.

"Lord Pan is also a stranger. Didn't Junior Martial Uncle also take something from him... Hey, why are you hitting me?"

Wei Yu covered her head with both hands, pouting in dissatisfaction.

"Junior Martial Uncle is a poor person, he doesn't have any good treasures to give you. I'll teach you some principles of traveling the martial world. Listen carefully, and if you dare to talk back, be careful I spank your butt."

"What's the big deal? Master often spanks my butt." Wei Yu raised her hand and put her hands on her hips, completely unfazed.

"It's different, I'll take off your pants first."

"..."

Wei Yu's triumphant expression instantly froze. Seeing that Lu Bei's serious expression didn't seem fake, she awkwardly smiled and became much more obedient.

They came to a three-way intersection.

Lu Bei raised his hand and felt the left wall, following the guide to find the location of the mechanism. He knocked twice heavily and once lightly.

They heard a clicking sound, and a hidden compartment in the wall opened, revealing a porcelain bottle labeled 'Third Stage Nurturing Pill' slowly appearing.

"Junior Martial Uncle, look, it's the Third Stage Nurturing Pill... There are ten of them!" Wei Yu opened the bottle seal and smelled the fragrant aroma, her face filled with delight.

"..."

Lu Bei: "..."

He really wanted to let go of his pride and had the urge to get lost and lose contact with Wei Yu. What should he do?

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"Lord, what should we do?"

In the direction of the training ground, the disciples of the Observing Sword Pavilion looked at the crowd of cultivators approaching with a sense of trepidation, wiping the cold sweat from their foreheads. They cursed the Extreme Monarch Sect in their hearts.

Some time ago, the Extreme Monarch Sect and the Iron Sword League had a friendly meeting, exchanging opinions on the ownership of the secret realm.

Due to being unprepared, the Extreme Monarch Sect was outnumbered by the Iron Sword League and failed to gain control of the secret realm. They made a note of this incident.

They cracked the Iron Sword League's secret code and learned that the secret realm was only open to cultivators at the Foundation Building Stage and below. They immediately came up with a bad plan.

After losing the exchange competition, the Extreme Monarch Sect was willing to admit defeat. They could give up on entering the secret realm, but the resources within Wu Zhou belonged to all the cultivators in Wu Zhou. The Iron Sword League's behavior was unsightly, and they could endure it, but the entire Tranquil State Immortal Gate sect could not.

Due to an accidental leak of information, a group of Foundation Building Stage cultivators from the Grand Tomb District came together, and with the hidden Extreme Monarch Sect cultivators manipulating the situation, they forcefully blocked the entrance to the training ground.

Pan Qingsheng's face darkened. While others could afford to be reckless, he couldn't continue to be tough. If a fight broke out and there were casualties...

Seeing a few unfriendly faces, he was very certain that there was no "if". Once the disciples of the Observing Sword Pavilion made a move, there would definitely be casualties on the other side.

"The scoundrels of the Extreme Monarch Sect, they can stoop to such despicable means. I used to think highly of you." Pan Qingsheng waved his hand and let the disciples pass on the message: "Tell those rats outside that they can enter the secret realm, but with so many people, there may be Demonic Cultivators killing for treasures. For their own safety, today's quota is limited to fifty. Whoever can enter, whoever can't, let them decide for themselves..."

"Furthermore, the secret realm will close tomorrow due to disrepair. Those who can't make it today shouldn't bother waiting tomorrow."

The disciples went to carry out the orders, and Pan Qingsheng waved his hand again, calling a few inner disciples to quickly enter the secret realm and inform the person in charge of the Iron Sword League at the end to be careful of any undercover agents from the Extreme Monarch Sect.

His gaze returned to the secret realm.

Under Lu Bei's guidance, Wei Yu gained a lot and had a face full of smiles.

At this moment, she was sweating profusely after deciphering a formation, and when she saw the sword placed in front of her, she jumped with joy.

Pa!

Lu Bei raised his hand and pressed it on her shoulder, pulling her back to her original position with a stern tone, "Niece, how did I teach you before? Surviving a great calamity means there will be another one. Do you not have a brain or ears?"

Wei Yu looked at the sword that was within reach, then looked at Lu Bei's elongated fair face, completely confused and clueless.

"Open your eyes wide and see clearly."

Lu Bei snorted coldly, and with a flick of his hand, he threw a flying knife. Then he closed his eyes and turned his head to the side.

The flames rose, triggering a hidden formation. The light suddenly brightened, causing tears to flow from Wei Yu's widened eyes.

The basic formation, the flashing formation, is commonly used to transmit messages at night.

"Ah ah——"

"My eyes, my eyes!!"

Wei Yu rushed into Lu Bei's arms, punching his small senior brother's chest one after another, "You liar! You knew there was a trap, yet you told me to open my eyes wide. You're the worst, the worst."

"Hmph, I've taught you before. It's better to believe in ghosts than to believe in a man's broken mouth. If you don't listen, why blame me?"

Lu Bei increased his strength, continuously urging Wei Yu to mature. He didn't expect her to be as cunning as Hu San or as steady as Wei Mao, but at least she could reach She Xuan's level. This way, she wouldn't be clueless if someone plotted against her one day.

"But my eyes hurt so much, what if I go blind?" Wei Yu raised her head with tears in her eyes, blinking her eyelids rapidly, and Lu Bei's figure became indistinct in the light and shadow.

It will only take half a cup of tea's time, you won't go blind.

Lu Bei rubbed her head with his hand and persuaded her with kind words, finally stopping her crying.

The sound of footsteps hurriedly approached, and four disciples from the Observing Sword Pavilion quickly arrived. Seeing Lu Bei embracing his own niece, who was sobbing in his arms, they all stopped in embarrassment.

Something bad happened.

The good thing for Senior Uncle is ruined!

"What happened to you four?"

"Reporting to Senior Uncle, the thieves from the Extreme Monarch Sect caused trouble. They led a large group of independent cultivators to block the entrance of the secret realm. The Sect Master asked us to come and inform you. If Senior Uncle is not in a hurry, please move first and come back to explore the secret realm tomorrow." One disciple followed Pan Qingsheng's instructions and truthfully informed Lu Bei.

"Alright."

Lu Bei nodded. They had already completed 80% of the exploration, and Wei Yu had gained a lot. Now that chaos suddenly broke out, it would be wise to retreat early to avoid exposing their identities.

He took the sword and led the stumbling Wei Yu towards the exit. When he approached the corner, he noticed that the four disciples from the Observing Sword Pavilion were still standing still. He paused for a moment and quickened his pace to leave.

After a while.

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The mechanism made a soft sound, and the four disciples from the Observing Sword Pavilion disappeared, but there was no indication of another passage in the strategy.

"Interesting!"

"Little senior brother, where are we?"

Just as Lu Bei was about to investigate, he heard Wei Yu calling out to him. He raised his hand and rubbed her head, leading her towards the exit, "We've been busy for a long time. Let's go to the camp and rest, little senior brother will take you there."

"No need, I'm not tired at all."

"Then wait for Junior Martial Uncle in the tent, I've been constipated recently!"

"..."

The two returned along the same path, and in the time it took to finish half a cup of tea, Wei Yu's gaze regained clarity. Pouting and muttering that Junior Martial Uncle always bullies people, she intentionally fell behind and repeatedly stepped on Lu Bei's heels.

Snap!

Lu Bei suddenly stopped, and Wei Yu, who was happily stepping on his heels, bumped into him from behind. She complained and leaned forward to look ahead.

In her line of sight, five Independent Cultivators with different clothing and appearances blocked their way, each with a malicious smile or indifference. None of them had good intentions.

"Good dogs don't block the way, good donkeys don't bray!"

Lu Bei's expressionless face said, "Stop talking nonsense and don't get in the way. My time is precious, and I don't want to waste it on you."

"Heh."

"Hahaha—"

The five Independent Cultivators looked at each other and burst into laughter. The secret realm only allowed cultivators at the Foundation Building Stage to enter, and now it was five against two, giving them a significant advantage.

"Senior Brother, the secret realm is interconnected. We are lost and can't find our way. Can you show us the way?"

"Your family is poor and you're ugly. Senior Brother can tell at a glance that you come from a wealthy family. If you find a treasure, you should give us some!"

"Why be polite to Senior Brother? Is it necessary now?"

"That's right, Senior Brother, be sensible and hand over your Universe Bag, otherwise..."

"Hmph!"

Boom—

With a heavy grunt, accompanied by a powerful aura, a tidal wave-like airflow swept up, instantly pulling the five Independent Cultivators down from the peak of their lives.

In an instant, their ears buzzed, and they felt the world spinning. A warm heart turned completely cold, leaving only endless bitterness.

Wei Yu stood dumbfounded behind Lu Bei, her small mouth forming an "O" shape, questioning the meaning of life.

What's going on? Didn't Master say that Junior Martial Uncle had just stepped onto the path of cultivation at the Aperture Opening stage?

How long has it been? How did he reach the Core Incubation Realm?

Give me back my Junior Martial Uncle at the Aperture Opening stage!

"Core Incubation Realm?!"

The five Independent Cultivators had mournful faces and secretly cursed the local sect for being shameless. They had agreed on the Foundation Building Stage, but they unexpectedly included the Core Incubation Realm.

"Elders, it's a misunderstanding, all a misunderstanding!"

"It really is a misunderstanding. I blame myself for being too polite to you."

"Elders, please listen to my explanation..."

"Nephew, let me teach you another lesson. Don't easily offend people when you're away from home."

Lu Bei ignored their pleas, raised his hand to close Wei Yu's small chin, stepped forward slowly, clenched his fist with five fingers, and his tone quickly turned cold, "If you offend, then offend until death, leaving no room for mercy!"

(End of this chapter)