"Snow Sword School," Fei Yangsheng answered.
"What's that? Snow Sword School? Which snow and which sword? "Lin Yi was shocked when he heard that.
"Snow as in snow, sword as in saber." Fei Yangsheng gave Lin Yi a strange look. He had just told him the name of his school. Was there a need to be so excited?
Lin Yi was immediately stunned. Not only did it sound like the same name, even the words were exactly the same. There really was no such thing as a coincidence. If he did not know that the Primordial Underworld and Heaven Stage Island were two different things, he would have thought that this was Heaven Stage Island's Snow Sword School.
Heaven Stage Island and the Primordial Underworld had nothing to do with each other. They were two completely isolated planes. This kind of thing was impossible. Although he felt that it should be a pure coincidence, Lin Yi faintly felt that something was wrong.
Because he suddenly thought of Xue Jianfeng's move. It seemed to be a bit similar to Heaven Stage Island's Snow Sword School. He did not know whether it was an illusion or the truth. After all, Lin Yi had only seen a few moves of Snow Sword School from Wei Shenjin. At most, he had a general feeling, but he could not be sure.
"By the way, do you know which school Leng Leng is from?" Lin Yi asked.
"Uh, she is also from our Snow Sword School." Fei Yangsheng could not help but feel a bit embarrassed. Because he had bad intentions towards Leng Leng last time, whenever Lin Yi mentioned the name, he would be terrified. He was afraid that Lin Yi would react and settle the score. So, last time, his answer was very vague. As a result, Lin Yi did not hear that they were from the same school.
"Leng Leng is also from your Snow Sword School?" Lin Yi was immediately interested. He continued to ask, "Then tell me about your Snow Sword School."
"Yes, but I am just an ordinary disciple in the school. I actually do not know much. At most, I only know some things that everyone knows," Fei Yangsheng said weakly.
"Tell me everything you know," Lin Yi said lightly.
"Yes, our Snow Sword School is a first-rate school in the Archaic Alliance. Our disciples are generally stronger than other schools. In other schools, many Foundation Establishment disciples are core disciples, but in our Snow Sword School, they're only the first step to becoming a formal disciple. Only people like senior brother Xue, who are at the peak of Foundation Establishment, or people like Leng Leng, who are extremely talented, can become a core disciple of the school," Fei Yangsheng said honestly, not daring to hide anything.
Lin Yi thought for a while. Only masters in the Foundation Establishment Realm could become official disciples. From this point of view, it was not much different from the Heaven-stage Island. After all, the official disciples of the three pavilions in the north island were also in the Foundation Establishment Realm.
"If the disciple's strength surpasses the peak of Foundation Establishment Realm and reaches the Golden Core Realm, then they will automatically be promoted to martial uncle. In our Snow Sword School, seniority is based on strength. Although the real master is still called master in private, on the surface, if the disciple also reaches the Golden Core Realm, then they will have to call each other senior brother," Fei Yangsheng continued.
This showed the difference between the Archaic Jianghu and Heaven-stage Island. Golden Core Realm masters were only inner sect disciples on Heaven-stage Island. If one wanted to become a martial uncle, they had to be at least at the Nascent Soul Realm.
"Above the Golden Core Realm, I heard that our Snow Sword School has Nascent Soul Realm old monsters, but I have never seen them in person. As for the higher levels, I don't know." Fei Yangsheng looked at Lin Yi with eager eyes. This was all he knew. If Lin Yi wanted to ask more, he really could not do anything.
Seeing this, Lin Yi's face immediately darkened. "Watch the road when driving. What if you hit someone? Can you afford to pay for it?"
"I … I can't afford to pay for it …" Fei Yangsheng immediately burst into tears. Last time, when they passed by a village entrance, an old lady fell down dozens of meters away. She insisted that he hit her and would not let her go unless he paid for it. She even called a group of people from the village. He was a middle stage Foundation Establishment Realm master, but he was scared by a group of ordinary people. Thinking about it made him sad.
They traveled as fast as lightning. When Lin Yi and Fei Yangsheng arrived at the Snow Valley, everyone in the Snow Valley was in a panic. The slightly stronger Heaven Realm disciples were almost all injured. On the contrary, the weaker disciples mostly escaped because they were not taken seriously.
At this time, almost all the Snow Valley disciples were gathered in the small square. They all looked at the four people in front of them as if they were facing a great enemy. A feeling of despair and fear spread among them. It was no wonder that they were so helpless. Any one of these four people could beat all their strongest disciples. There was no way they could fight them.
"Have you all made up your mind? I've said it before, delaying any longer won't do you any good. As long as the disciples I've pointed out obediently follow me, nothing else will happen. It's obviously a win-win situation for everyone, so why bother asking for trouble?" The leader of the group said arrogantly.
Everyone in the Snow Valley was silent. The new Snow Valley Head coughed out a mouthful of black blood. These Archaic Alliance bastards were not here to recruit disciples. They were clearly here to dig up the foundation of the sect. The disciples he called out were all talented and the sect's hope. If they were all taken away by him, the Snow Valley would be destroyed. They would never be able to rise again.
"Wishful thinking! These disciples have been painstakingly raised by the Snow Valley. This is their home. They are people of the Snow Valley when they live, and ghosts of the Snow Valley when they die! "A Snow Valley elder struggled to stand up and scolded.
"Noisy." The leader of the group cursed coldly. He casually waved his hand and the elder was sent flying, leaving behind a dazzling trail of blood.
This scene once again caused the people of the Snow Valley to tremble with fear. From top to bottom, even the most powerful Grand Elder had been severely injured. How could they fight against the other party?
"Eldest Senior Brother, in my opinion, let's not talk nonsense with them. Just drag these disciples away. Once they enter the Ancient Jianghu, they will naturally know what is good and what is bad. Why waste time with them here?" a bearded man next to him suggested.
"Fine. Originally, I wanted to end this peacefully and not give people anything to talk about. But since they are so untactful, there is no other way." The leader nodded.
As soon as he said this, the other two followers immediately shouted and attacked. The people of the Snow Valley turned pale with fright. At this time, they had no power to resist. They couldn't even escape. There was only despair.
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