First-Year Internship—And You Went to Site 749 to Contain Monsters?!

Originally, Yu Ci just wanted to make a stunning debut at the Purple Qi from the East Grand Gathering.

But man proposes, God disposes.

The originally internal Purple Qi from the East Grand Gathering turned into an external martial arts exhibition and gambling match!

Yu Ci’s hand, holding the longsword, tightened slightly. ”As long as I firmly uphold the Purple Cloud Sect’s reputation,”

”I can use this opportunity to enter the secret realm and find the upper volume of the Sword Drawing Dragon Slaying technique!”

Thinking this, Yu Ci’s thoughts instantly flew back ten years.

It was a Friday.

On her way home from school, she passed by the stone slab bridge spanning the river outside the village.

Seeing the village girl playing with her friends by the bridge, Yu Ci felt a surge of anger for no other reason.

It was because the girl’s sharp-tongued, blind grandmother had cursed her mother.The reason was that while digging for shepherd’s purse, her mother had collapsed the ridge of the girl’s family’s field.

The water stored in the field for rice planting was all drained.

This enraged the sharp-tongued old woman so much that she ran to block the entrance of Yu Ci’s house and cursed.

She even made Yu Ci’s mother cry.

Yu Ci remembered this incident.

Now seeing the blind old woman’s granddaughter playing by the bridge, which had no guardrail,

she directly ran over and nudged with her elbow.

The girl immediately fell towards the turbulent river, instinctively grabbing upwards, she caught Yu Ci’s backpack, pulling her down too.

The two were swept away and tumbled by the river current.

Until they fell down a hundred-meter waterfall.

The girl fell down, while Yu Ci landed on a protruding stone platform in the middle of the waterfall.

When she woke up, she saw a skeleton sitting in a shallow cave ahead.

In front of the skeleton lay the middle volume of this [Sword Drawing Dragon Slaying] technique.

From the information left on the middle volume,

Yu Ci learned that Sword Drawing Dragon Slaying was divided into three volumes: upper, middle, and lower. The lower volume contained sword techniques, the middle volume contained the sword heart, and the upper volume contained sword intent.

With all three volumes combined, the sword could split the heavens.

Perhaps she had a talent for the sword, as she mastered the middle volume immediately upon learning it. Although it didn’t increase actual combat power, it enhanced her understanding of sword techniques and control over her body.

Relying on this,

she climbed up the cliff.

She saw her parents searching for her by the river.

She saw the blind old woman, wailing loudly, stumbling through the rubble, continuously calling the girl’s childhood name.

She also saw the couple who had rushed back overnight from working out of town, holding the girl’s body and crying bitterly.

She even saw the old woman’s corpse from committing suicide the next day...

Yu Ci was terrified.

Later, by coincidence,

she witnessed a Purple Cloud Sect disciple using the Sword Drawing Technique in a fight with someone else.

Yu Ci immediately recognized at a glance that it wasn’t an ordinary Sword Drawing Technique, but the lower volume of Sword Drawing Dragon Slaying!!

With her already decent talent, she simply dropped out of school and joined the Purple Cloud Sect, learning the lower volume of [Sword Drawing Dragon Slaying], which almost no one in the Purple Cloud Sect practiced.

She trained for ten years.

During this time, she never returned home.

She was afraid that when crossing the stone slab bridge, she would remember what happened that year.

Remember that blind old woman who was usually sharp-tongued but was utterly helpless and grief-stricken that night.

For a moment, Yu Ci’s emotions surged.

Until...

”The Purple Cloud Sect’s prodigy is nothing more than this!!!!”

Yu Ci snapped back to reality. Only four fellow disciples remained standing around her.

On the stage, the Liberation Sect’s prodigy kicked away a fallen Purple Cloud Sect disciple, flaunting his arrogance and displaying his Third Restriction late-stage cultivation.

Yu Ci, urgently needing to vent, flew forward in one step, landing on the arena before her other senior brothers and sisters.

Her voice was cold and sharp: ”It’s just a sparring match, no need to be so ruthless. As punishment, I’ll sever one of your arms!!!”

The man looked at her, his smile full of disdain: ”Just you?”

He hooked his finger: ”Come.”

A sharp sword flash streaked past. He didn’t even see Yu Ci make a move, only saw his own arm flying and heard the sound of a sword being sheathed.

Excruciating pain followed.

”Ah!!!! My hand!! My hand!!!!!”

On the viewing platform, the worry on Ziyin’s face eased, but he said with his mouth: ”Sigh... this child... how could she... sigh...”

Feng Renyan, the Deputy Sect Leader of the Liberation Sect sitting beside him, had a gloomy expression.

The surrounding crowd instantly erupted into noisy chatter.

”Who is this girl? Never heard of her before. Wan Lin at Third Restriction late-stage actually had his arm severed by her in one move!”

”Never heard of such a figure among the Purple Cloud Sect’s new generation before.”

”Her sword technique is extremely simple yet powerful. She hasn’t fought much, but from start to finish, it’s just one move, the Sword Drawing Technique. No one could withstand it. She must have maxed out her proficiency, right?”

”And she hasn’t even used Spiritual Energy yet. We don’t know what her cultivation level is.”

”The Purple Cloud Sect has turned a dead game around.”

”Instantly killing a Third Restriction late-stage with one sword strike, her combat power must be at least Fourth Restriction early-stage.”

”It’s over. The only Fourth Restriction disciple the Liberation Sect brought this time is Zhou Huo. Can Zhou Huo... defeat her?”

Hearing the discussions below,

Yu Ci pointed her drawn sword horizontally at the Liberation Sect. She needed to vent!

She shouted: ”Who else is there!?”

For a moment, the new generation disciples of many sects were intimidated by her clean and decisive killing methods.

No one dared to step forward.

Among the 749 representative seats, a young man dressed in black with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes felt stirred and quietly asked the Deputy Director: ”Can I go up?”

He wasn’t interested in the previous fights, but the current Yu Ci had piqued his interest.

This scene also occurred among the Profound Sect disciple seats.

A young man in Taoist robes, who was almost asleep, suddenly opened his eyes.

”Interesting, old man. If I go up to play around, it wouldn’t count as bullying, right?”

Both men asked with the same intention and received the same answer.

”Wait until the two sects finish fighting.”

”Wait until they finish their formalities, then you can go up.”

The matters of the two sects should be resolved by the two sects. Whether it’s Fengkou 749 or the Profound Sect, they are not on the same level as the Liberation Sect and the Purple Cloud Sect.

The prodigies they brought were, of course, not on the same level either.

Going down would be bullying, a dimensional reduction strike.

So, it’s not appropriate.

Having received their answers, the two sat back down, but their gazes remained fixed on Yu Ci.

From the Liberation Sect disciple seats,

a figure leaped up: ”Arrogant!!!!”

The newcomer had long hair casually draped, his Fourth Restriction aura clearly revealed. Upon landing, surging Spiritual Energy stirred up dust. Just standing there, he was like a bloodthirsty demonic blade about to be unsheathed.

He was one of the Liberation Sect’s new generation prodigy disciples, nicknamed ’King of Hell’s Smile’, Zhou Huo.

A blade and a sword stood in opposition. The clash of their auras stirred up flashes of blades and swords, cutting the ground, making the surrounding spectators feel a stinging pain on their skin, as if being pricked by tiny needles.

Exclamations erupted continuously below the stage.

”She can actually match Zhou Huo evenly in aura.”

”No! Not evenly matched, she seems to slightly overpower Zhou Huo.”

”Nonsense, Zhou Huo’s aura is grand, while hers is sharp. They’re not even the same attribute, clearly each has their own strengths.”

Discussions continued below the stage.

The two on the stage were about to clash.

Right at this moment,

a plea for help that resounded across thousands of miles of sky arrived.

”Ziyin, save me!!!!!”