Li Wei

After selecting the Sword Qi Arts, Chu Mu walked towards the Soaring Wind Courtyard and quickly arrived in front of the stone tablet.

In front of the stone tablet stood a man with his hands crossed over his sword. His aura was condensed, and his face was gloomy. His eyes were slightly squinted, and there seemed to be tiny electric arcs jumping around, sweeping across every sword artist that walked past him.

"Isn't that Thunder Courtyard's Wang Feng? What is he doing here? "A few sword artists walked past the stone tablet and stayed a few dozen meters away from Wang Feng as they whispered to each other.

"I don't know. Ever since he was defeated by Senior Brother Xiao Qianfeng, Wang Feng never came here again."

"I heard that his younger brother Wang Lei's tendons were broken by an outer court disciple. Wang Feng wanted to settle the score with that outer court disciple, but he was stopped by Senior Brother Xiao Qianfeng. Later on, he was reported to the Law Enforcement Hall, and was sentenced to three days of reflection at Fierce Wind Cliff. Furthermore, Wang Lei was expelled from the Sword Faction."

"The Law Enforcement Elders of our Sword Faction have always been fair and just."

At this moment, Chu Mu was not far from the stone tablet.

"Wang Feng, it really is him." When Chu Mu saw Wang Feng, Wang Feng also saw Chu Mu at the same time. Wang Feng's eyes widened, and electric arcs jumped around. His right hand grabbed the sword hilt, and sword Qi surged out. Compared to last time, it seemed to have become a lot stronger.

"Chu Mu!" Wang Feng gnashed his teeth and spat out two words. His voice was filled with hatred and murderous intent. However, his right hand loosened, and his face became gloomier. His voice was close to a roar like thunder, "I said, when you become an inner court disciple, it will be the time of your death. Now, I'm here to take your life."

"Chu Mu, he is Chu Mu. I didn't expect him to become an inner court disciple, and a disciple of our Soaring Wind Courtyard." A few sword artists dozens of meters away, upon hearing Wang Feng's roar, were shocked, and started to whisper among themselves.

"I heard that he made a name for himself in the outer sect and is known as the number one outer sect disciple."

"Hmph, so what if he's the number one outer sect disciple? At most, he can only do whatever he wants in the outer sect. Think about it, how many of the number one outer sect disciples have turned from dragons to snakes after entering the inner sect?"

"That's true."

"This is bad. This Chu Mu has an irreconcilable enmity with Wang Feng. Right now, Senior Brother Xiao Qianfeng is not here. He has yet to return from his experiential training. No one will stand up for this Chu Mu."

"How pitiful. He has just been promoted to an inner disciple and has yet to enjoy the treatment of an inner disciple."

"Chu Mu, no one can save you this time!" Wang Feng roared.

"Who will live and who will die is still unknown." Chu Mu's expression did not change. He was still indifferent.

"Very good. I hope you can still be so arrogant at that time. Five days from now, we'll decide life and death on the Life and Death Sword Platform. Do you dare?" Wang Feng said in a low voice with a sinister smile.

"Then I'll let you live for five more days." Chu Mu said.

"Enjoy the last five days of your life." Wang Feng smiled sinisterly as he glared at Chu Mu. Shortly after, he left with large strides.

When Wang Feng walked past Chu Mu, Chu Mu said in a low voice, "Oh right, there's someone called Wu Qiang waiting for you below."

"You …" Wang Feng was enraged. He almost drew his sword and killed Chu Mu. He was wondering why Wu Qiang did not return when Chu Mu appeared and became an inner disciple. Now, it seemed that Wu Qiang was in trouble.

"Good … Good … Very good …" Wang Feng's chest heaved up and down. His eyes were almost filled with blood.

"I'm good, but you're not good." Chu Mu smiled faintly as he walked towards the Soaring Wind Courtyard, leaving behind a figure that made Wang Feng want to skin him alive.

The reason why Wang Feng proposed five days and not immediately was because a life and death duel required the consent of both sides. After the consent was obtained, an application had to be submitted to the Law Enforcement Hall for confirmation.

Normally, it would take three days, but it could also take four days. Therefore, Wang Feng had set five days as the deadline. Otherwise, with the hatred in his heart, he would have immediately pulled out his sword and killed Chu Mu.

As for Wang Feng's life and death challenge, Chu Mu remembered it in his heart, but didn't care too much about it. Facing Wang Feng this time, though Wang Feng was a bit stronger than before, Chu Mu didn't feel restrained at all. Compared to the sword pavilion elder's sword aura, it was simply too weak.

"Five days. The first two days, I'll switch to the Zhongyuan Sword Qi Manual. The next three days, I'll master the Aura Observation Technique and master the Soaring Wind Sword Technique. After sorting out the other sword techniques, I'll kill Wang Feng. Chu Mu said to himself. He walked along the small stone path with large strides. When he passed by a few swordsmen, he only glanced at them and ignored them.

Although those inner disciples had some guesses, they did not hear Wang Feng's proposal because they were dozens of meters away. Otherwise, it wouldn't take long for the entire inner sect to know about it.

"Hmph, a new inner disciple actually dares to be so arrogant. He doesn't even know how to greet us. How rude!"

Not long after, Chu Mu returned to the pavilion. When he walked in, he smelled the fragrance of meat. It turned out that Li Wei was cooking.

Li Wei heard footsteps and looked over. When she saw that it was Chu Mu, she immediately said, "Senior Brother, you're back. Take a rest first. The dishes will be ready soon."

"Alright." Chu Mu walked up the wooden stairs to the second floor and sat on the balcony. Placing his sword on his legs, he took out a book and started flipping through it.

The Zhongyuan Sword Qi Art lived up to its name as a middle grade Huang Level Sword Qi Art. Its content was much richer than the [Qi Fostering Sword Qi Art]. Moreover, it was more profound and difficult to understand. Even with Chu Mu's monstrous comprehension, he could only understand the surface of it after reading it for the first time.

Of course, if it were sword arts, Chu Mu would be able to comprehend even more after reading it. His comprehension was more focused on sword arts.

He read it from the beginning again. This time, he understood even more.

After reading it over and over again five times, he had more or less fully grasped the Zhongyuan Sword Qi Manual. However, he did not immediately change his cultivation. Instead, he closed the book and closed his eyes to clear his mind of all distracting thoughts. He began to visualize the manual in his mind.

"Senior Brother, it's time to eat." Li Wei carried a large wooden plate and walked over. On the plate was a large bowl of white and plump rice that resembled pearls. It was steaming hot and fragrant, causing one's appetite to increase with a single glance. In addition, there was also a plate of vegetables and a plate of meat. Similarly, the dishes looked, smelled, and tasted good, causing one's appetite to increase and drool with desire.

This rice was called Vitality Nourishing Rice. It was grown by the Azure Edge Sword Sect and contained a small amount of Yuan Qi. It was gentle and nourishing and very delicious. If eaten regularly, it could strengthen the body and replenish Yuan Qi. For those who did not cultivate, it was a great tonic that could extend their lifespan.

Outer disciples were not qualified to eat Vitality Nourishing Rice.

This dish was also grown by the Azure Edge Sword Sect. Like the Vitality Nourishing Rice, it contained a small amount of Yuan Qi. Not only was it delicious, it was also nourishing. As for the meat, it was not ordinary pork. It was the meat of a low level vicious beast. It was also very nourishing.

In addition, there was a jug of wine.

"Senior Brother, this wine is called Hundred Herb Wine. It is brewed by our sect using dozens of spiritual herbs. It is also very nourishing. Every inner disciple can only get one jug every month. It's about three catties." Li Wei poured a cup for Chu Mu. Immediately, the fragrance of a hundred herbs wafted into his nose. It was intoxicating.

Li Wei sniffed her delicate nose. It was a little cute.

"Do you want a cup?" Chu Mu asked.

"Thank you, Senior Brother. But this wine is for the inner disciples. We can't drink it." Although Li Wei wanted to try it, she shook her head and said firmly, "Senior Brother, please enjoy. I'll go down first."

Looking at Li Wei's back, Chu Mu nodded slightly and ate without saying anything.