Ten days was not a long time for cultivators.
Han Yan's daily routine was the same. Every day, she would gather crabs with her sisters and cultivate as usual. She was not afraid of death, but it did not mean that she wanted to die. After understanding the sect's intention, she was also very afraid, but she would not back down.
She hoped that the sect could safely get through this and she also hoped that she could be safe. However, all of this did not seem to be up to her …
In these few days, more and more cultivators came from various small and medium-sized sects in Erhai. Their composition was complicated, but she could feel that most of them had hope for this battle. They hoped that the battle between Kun Dao Li World and Weijian Mountain would succeed. This would also point out a path for them in the future.
The Three Pure Ones did not have many allies. They were very confident in the outcome of this battle. In the world of self-cultivators, confidence was built on strength. After tens of thousands of years of living together, many things were not difficult to guess and could be seen at a glance.
Han Yan and the other seven cultivators were assigned to a group. They were prepared to receive the cultivators of the Three Pure Ones and Weijian Mountain. They were actually all participants. One group had four people and two groups. One group was for normal battles while the other group had secret techniques and was prepared to die together.
Different sects had different methods for the upcoming opponents. Some would choose not to meet before the battle, some would be willing to understand more about the opponent, and some would completely ignore them. This was related to the Orthodoxy's battle preference. There was no better method. Kun Dao Li World did not have as much killing intent as the other Orthodoxies, so they walked the path of understanding more. This was the reason why the eight of them came out in advance. In any case, it was the benefit of being the host.
What Han Yan was most concerned about was not these, but the three sisters who were prepared to sacrifice themselves like her. She was not familiar with them, but she could see that these three sisters were real humans. They were fearless of death like her.
They were curious about each other, but they did not probe each other. They respected each other's space. Cultivators talked about the state of mind. In a sense, the state of mind was a kind of psychology. For a person who was willing to sacrifice himself, this was a process of continuous self-hypnosis, self-improvement, self-encouragement, and self-deepening …
When a few people who were willing to sacrifice themselves really gathered together, communicated with each other, told each other about their experiences, and poured out their worries. This was going to be bad. Most likely, they would have this thought: So there is someone who is more bitter than me? If that's the case, why should I …
The state of mind was a wonderful thing. Even if you were willing, even if you had already made up your mind, you still needed skills to maintain this kind of willpower. As long as you were a living creature, you would have the will to live. It was impossible to maintain a state of fighting to the death forever. This was also the reason why the sect had only informed them at the very last moment.
If the notice was given months or years in advance, the waiting time alone was enough to drive people crazy! He ran away! He was terrified!
He was only at the Foundation Establishment stage. He still had a long way to go in terms of mental toughness.
There were still three days before the official start of the battle. The cultivators of the Three Pure Ones arrived on a boat. There were more than twenty of them, and they were led by three Jin Dan cultivators. Among the remaining cultivators, it was unknown who would participate in the battle and who would not. With a simple move, the experienced and ruthless Dharma Meridians destroyed the illusion of the Kun Dao cultivators leaving the boundary to sense their opponents in advance. In this aspect, they were the teachers, and the Kun Dao cultivators were the students.
In this battle, the great cultivators from both sides would not appear. They would stop at the Jin Dan. This was also a tacit understanding between everyone.
The cultivators of the Three Pure Ones were arranged into a group of individual guest houses. The Jin Dan elders of the Kun Dao Separation Boundary decisively stopped their own disciples from coming into contact with each other. This kind of contact with an unknown target would instead cause suspicion among the disciples, affect their judgment, and shake their determination. It was better not to do it.
There was another reason. That afternoon, the Swordsman of Weijian Mountain arrived. A Jin Dan led five Swordsman, not one more, not one less. This was the style of the Sword Vein. It was completely different from that of the Dharma Meridians.
The Kun Dao Separation Boundary's welcome was low-key and sincere. Towards true friends, of course there was a way to be friends.
Han Yan followed her sisters and brought the Swordsman to the most beautiful Water Cloud Pavilion on Fangting Island. From now on, they were close comrades. In the cruelty of the battle arena, everyone's performance was very important. They needed to understand each other in order to display their greatest battle strength.
For tens of thousands of years, the Kun Dao Separation Boundary had been very close to Weijian Mountain. This kind of closeness was not because of how many of their disciples had become Dao companions. This was only one aspect. It was also because of many specific things in cultivation. For example, the pills and floating rafts that the Kun Dao Separation Boundary was most proficient in would be sent to Weijian Mountain. This allowed the Swordsman who was clumsy in these aspects to benefit greatly.
However, not every Kun Dao disciple had contact with a Swordsman. After all, their orthodoxies were different and their philosophies were different. It was impossible for them to cultivate together. Other than some special Kun Dao cultivators who often had contact with Swordsman, the others had long heard of Swordsman but were actually unfamiliar with them.
For example, Han Yan had never come into contact with a Swordsman. This made her a little curious. What were these people who fought all day and dealt with death made of? Did they not look forward to a stable and peaceful cultivation life and live a carefree life in happiness?
The five Swordsman each had their own characteristics. One was forthright and iron-blooded, one was cold and heartless, one was calm and composed, one was elegant and refined, and one was fresh and looked around like a curious baby.
Han Yan was not human, so she especially trusted her intuition. She could feel in the eyes of this curious baby that he liked the surrounding natural environment from the bottom of his heart. This made her accept him at the first moment.
This person was very young and his cultivation level was the lowest among the five Swordsman. In fact, he was also the lowest among the ten cultivators present who could participate in the battle! He was only in the middle stage of Foundation Establishment!
Each orthodoxy had their own way of determining a cultivator's age and cultivation base. If the other party did not deliberately conceal it, this was also not a difficult matter. Therefore, Han Yan was able to determine that this young sword cultivator was the youngest among the cultivators present. His cultivation base was also the lowest. He was so young that under normal sects, this kind of disciple should only have some success in his studies and should be traveling everywhere to increase his knowledge.
This kind of young cultivator was actually very unsuitable to participate in this kind of battle. If his cultivation level was insufficient, it would inevitably affect his strength. If he did not have enough knowledge, he would lack experience … However, this was not something she should consider.
Wei Sword Mountain was not like the Three Pure Ones. They only had five Swordsman here, which meant that he would definitely participate in the battle! She hoped that this young Swordsman would not be young and hot-blooded and lose his life here in a moment of impulse.
She was willing to sacrifice herself because this was her home. However, this young Swordsman did not need to sacrifice himself. A trace of pity floated in her heart and she walked over.
"What is your name? Being able to work for the sect at such a young age, you will definitely be a pillar of the sect in the future! "
The young swordsman looked back. His eyes, which had been filled with nature, were immediately replaced by a beautiful woman. She replaced him very quickly. Nature …
However, the words that came out of his mouth made Han Yan unable to guess.
"Coming out to work at such a young age, it could also be that the master is destroying child labor! He might not be a pillar of the sect, but he is definitely being used as a good-for-nothing now …
How should I address you, little sister? This one is Wei Sword Mountain's Fei Chai. It is fate that we meet today … "
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