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Chapter 130: Unprovoked Attention

On the second day, Zhou Yun came to Moonlight Lake carrying a food box.

Nan Yanche glanced at her and sneered: "Have you thought it through?"

Zhou Yun handed the food box to Nan Yanche and said, "I was thinking that you have been trapped here for so long and you probably haven't eaten for a long time, so I thought of giving you some food."

Nan Yanche looked at the food box floating in front of him and said disdainfully: "You are being courteous for no reason."

Zhou Yun said: "After we went back yesterday, we discussed it. Jimo Yanzhou felt that with his strength, let alone helping you escape, even if we dragged it to the day of the trial, we might be killed. We decided to find a sect to practice well and come back after learning. As for Senior Nan... you have been trapped here for so long anyway, you should be used to it. Senior, what do you think of our plan?"

"Hehe..." Nan Yanche felt that this little girl was really naive and was actually negotiating terms with him here.

Zhou Yun added: "As for when we will return after completing our studies, we are not sure about this time either. It could be ten, twenty, thirty years... well, it could also be hundreds of years. If we are plotted against by someone and die, the blood contract between you and me will also be dissolved. It won't have much impact on you. You will still be suppressed here and become the core of the Jimo family's destiny."

"The little girl is thinking too much. Be careful not to overdo it. It would be terrible if she loses her life." Nan Yanche couldn't help but frowned when he saw Zhou Yun's serious tone.

Jimo Yanzhou said helplessly: "Senior, since we have known each other for a while, this is our farewell to you. We will meet again if we are destined to. Although I also want to help you, my realm is low and my spiritual power is meager."

After a pause, Jimo Yanzhou said, "By the way, we have offended someone before and provoked an enemy. It may be as Yun'er said... If we die outside, you will be trapped here to protect our Jimo family. As for the forbidden area, no one should come in from now on."

Zhou Yun glanced at Nan Yanche and said to him: "Senior, please take care of yourself."

After they finished talking, they looked at each other and turned around in tacit understanding.

After walking a few steps, Jimo Yanzhou suddenly said, "I'm not going to the Qianmen Sect."

Zhou Yun looked at him thoughtfully: "Why?"

Jimo Yanzhou muttered: "With Lin Bufan here, the Qianmen Sect will be destroyed sooner or later."

Zhou Yun looked at him thoughtfully.

The system also muttered: Qianmen Sect was a very important stepping stone on Lin Bufan's long road. After Qianmen Sect was wiped out, only the seriously injured Rong Chen and a female disciple were left. Later, the female disciple became Lin Bufan's harem.

Jimo Yanzhou just felt annoyed. Why was Lin Bufan always getting into trouble and collecting concubines?

"If you don't want to go to Qianmen Sect, then go to Lingjian Sect." Zhou Yun said, "Anyway, with our current strength, we can't save you at all. We can just wait for a few hundred years of cultivation. As for Jimo Family, there are so many people who want you dead. Leave this troubled place and find a sect to live in first. It's better than losing your life here."

Nan Yanche felt uncomfortable when he heard what they said. Seeing them leaving reluctantly, he hesitated for a moment and gritted his teeth: "Stop!"

Seeing that they had no intention of stopping, he said in a deep voice: "Stop, both of you!"

Zhou Yun pulled Jimo Yanzhou's sleeve and raised his eyebrows at him, and the two of them understood each other tacitly.

Nan Yanche gritted his teeth and said word by word: "You two come here! You... that's all... come here later, I will only teach you for one hour."

As for the rest of the time, he wanted to bask in the moonlight. There was no daytime in this Moonlight Lake, only night, but the moon waxed and waned with the passage of time.

Zhou Yun saw that his goal had been achieved, his eyes lit up, and he walked to the lake and said to Nan Yanche: "Thank you, senior. I will bring you delicious food every day in the future."

Nan Yanche said: "Little girl, your formation is good, but your realm is a little low. I can teach you formations and sword techniques..." He glanced at the spiritual weapon in Jimo Yanzhou's hand and said: "As for you, pick up a branch and practice the thirteen most basic sword styles first, practice ten thousand times a day... Well, it should be about the same. I think your talent is just average, at least hard work can make up for lack of talent."

Jimo Yanzhou was surprised and said, "Ten thousand times..." "You probably don't have any concept of numbers. Once a second, that would be ten thousand seconds. How long would that take?"

The system began to calculate the time for him. It takes about three seconds to practice one move. If you do it ten thousand times, it will be at least thirty thousand seconds. One minute is equal to sixty seconds, and one hour is equal to sixty minutes. If you do it non-stop, it will take about eight hours. With this calculation, Nan Yanche has only made a simple request to you.

Jimo Yanzhou was stunned. It was impossible to go for eight hours without stopping.

"Here, let's start practicing." Nan Yanche spoke, seemingly lacking much patience.

Just as Jimo Yanzhou was about to retort, Zhou Yun had already stuffed a branch into his hand.

"Thirteen basic sword moves. They include drawing, dragging, lifting, blocking, striking, stabbing, tapping, collapsing, stirring, pressing, chopping, cutting, and washing." Nan Yanche raised his hand and gently brushed across the lake surface, and the lake water transformed into the appearance of a cultivator. "Just practice well according to this."

"As for you, little girl." Nan Yanche flicked out a leaf from his fingertips and said, "Your level of Wood Source Technique is too low. You can draw the moonlight to practice. If you have the opportunity, you can find a suitable weapon for yourself." Anyway, Nan Yanche's boring days are also quite boring, and he doesn't mind having someone to accompany him in boredom.

The day of the trial was getting closer and closer. Jimo Yanzhou's ten thousand movements every day would definitely not be completed in one hour. As soon as the time was up, Nan Yanche drove him away.

As soon as Jimo Yanzhou was stabbed by the branch, the water on the lake rolled and a column of water poured directly down on Nan Yanche's head. Nan Yanche waved his hand and the column of water rushed towards Jimo Yanzhou.

"You don't know your own strength." Nan Yanche snorted coldly, with a chill in his eyes. He only used 10% of his strength to defeat them. It seemed that they were indeed weak.

Jimo Yanzhou was knocked to the ground, and the branch in his hand fell off and broke into wood chips.

Nan Yun drew a few strokes in the air with his fingertips, and the pile of sawdust on the ground suddenly grew roots and green buds. White frost solidified on the leaves, and the green buds grew swayingly and turned into small trees.

"It's time." Nan Yanche said lazily. Everyone go away, he needs to rest.

Zhou Yun thought for a moment, then said to Nan Yanche, "I'll come see you again after the trial."

Nan Yanche's fingertips emitted a beam of light that shot into Jimo Yanzhou's forehead, and he said, "I'll teach you the first sword move first."

Jimo Yanzhou only felt a figure holding a sword appear in his mind. He only had one move. He nodded thoughtfully and bowed to Nan Yanche: "Thank you, Master."

Nan Yanche snorted: "I am your ancestor." You want to be my disciple, but you are not worthy of it.