Book 8, Raindragon Guard, Chapter 1 – Jadesea
The temperament of the black-robed maiden, Yu Wei, was something Ji Ning couldn't quite get a grasp on. However, when he thought about how many times the white-haired elder had accepted the black-white pellets and liquefied elemental essence on his behalf, Ning felt absolutely delighted. In addition, this series of Dao Debates had also served as a form of baptism. He could sense that he had evolved, somehow.
"Senior apprentice-brother Ji Ning!" A voice rang out in celebration. Ning turned to look, only to see the skinny, small, white-robed Mu Northson charging over with incomparable excitement. He hurriedly howled, "Senior apprentice-brother Ji Ning, you are way too powerful. You consecutively defeated so many Wanxiang Adepts, and even that seemingly powerful Northmont Blackcurrent was defeated by you. Just now, I asked senior apprentice-sister Winterain; that senior apprentice-sister Yu Wei who defeated you is a reincarnated Immortal, and one who has trained for ten years more than we have, and entered the school long before us."
"Don't worry, I'm not upset," Ning laughed. Northson was still incomparably excited. "In short, you are way too powerful. I heard senior apprentice-sister Winterain say that it is extremely rare to see someone like you, and that even in the Black-White College, you can be considered a supreme genius. Perhaps, in a few thousand years or a few tens of thousands of years, the entire Black-White College will have firmly memorized your name."
Ning shook his head. "You praise me over-much." Suddenly...he heard voices ring out from the side. "Uncle-Master Headmaster." "Uncle-Master Headmaster." A chorus of voices called out.
The group of Primal Daoists, who had arrived soundlessly and without announcement and who had been hiding themselves, all walked over at this point in time.
"All of you can go back now." Daoist Jadesea, who was walking at the head of the group, said calmly, "Ji Ning, stay behind!"
"Yes." Quite a few members of the third generation still wanted to converse with Ning, and at least ensure that Ning knew their names. This was because everyone understood something: Given how powerful he had shown himself to be, so shortly after entering the school...so long as he didn't die, he would definitely be a truly influential figure of Stillwater Commandery. However, since the headmaster had given the order, they all naturally departed.
"Ji Ning?" Senior apprentice-brother Holyfire gave Ning a deep look, memorizing him.
"Intriguing, intriguing. More and more intriguing." The fat, sloppy-looking youth had a look of delight on his face. He lazily ambled away.
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Ning said to the nearby Northson, "Junior apprentice-brother Northson, you go back as well." Northson nodded. "Alright." He immediately departed alongside Winterain. Soon, no one was left in the entire Dao Debate Palace aside from the Primal Daoists and Ji Ning, as well as the Immortals who had hidden themselves in the corner.
"Ji Ning." Daoist Jadesea looked at Ning, and the Primal Daoists next to him looked at Ning as well, their eyes filled with curiosity. "Uncle-Master Headmaster," Ning acknowledged respectfully.
"Do you know what a Sword Immortal is?" Daoist Jadesea asked. Ning replied, startled, "Sword Immortals? Some Immortals who use flying swords in extremely powerful ways are addressed respectfully by others in this manner, I believe. Can it be that this term has a special meaning?" Even up till now, Ning still wasn't quite sure as to what the term 'Sword Immortal' truly meant.
"Uncle-Master Diancai didn't tell you?" Daoist Jadesea seemed to have thought of something as he spoke. Ning replied, "Master didn't discuss Sword Immortals with me in detail. He only provided me with guidance regarding sword arts. He told me to finish mastering the [Neo-Tripartite Lotus Sword] and the first stance of the [Three-Foot Sword], then to seek him out again."
