Murong Ningyue was confused at this time, "But Master, as you said, these senior brothers and sisters are all so addicted to cultivation. Their cultivation must be above me, so this has nothing to do with me, right?"

Hearing Murong Ningyue say this, Cangjian Immortal was a little surprised and said, "Dingyue, do you really don't know or are you pretending to be confused? Although you are just a seventh-grade immortal now, the entire Cangjian Sect has already called you the eldest sister. Who else dares to treat you as an ordinary seventh-grade immortal?"

Of course, Murong Ningyue knew that she had the ability to fight higher-level battles, but the gap in grades did exist objectively, so there was no way to change this point.

Perhaps he still has the power to fight against the eighth-grade immortals, but what if he meets the ninth-grade immortals? Not to mention the peaks of the ninth-grade immortals, Murong Ningyue is confident and proud, but she has not reached the level of being arrogant and mad.

"Do you know what is the best score for the Nine-Sword Test in the Cliff Wall among those Cultivators?"

The Tibetan Sword Immortal suddenly said something inexplicably, and Murong Ningyue didn't understand the meaning of the Tibetan Sword Immortal's words for a moment.

Although the test of the Nine Sword-Powering Styles was indeed a bit difficult, it was only at the last three levels, and Murong Ningyue stopped at the eighth level at that time.

In Murong Ningyue's opinion, if she can reach the eighth level, she will at least not be worse than herself. As for the ninth level of immortals, she will pass through the eighth level and enter the ninth level, it should not be difficult for her to enter the ninth level.

But the Sword Cang Jianxian suddenly smiled and said, "The best among those people has just touched the threshold of the eighth level, and he is also a ninth-grade immortal. As a seventh-grade immortal, you are the same as their realm. Do you think you are qualified to compete with them?"

Only then did Murong Ningyue understand the meaning of the Cangjian Immortal. The nine sword-controlling styles in the Cangjian Sect have extraordinary significance. Murong Ningyue’s ability to achieve such good results in the cliff test was destined to have the capital to compete with those real elite disciples.

"Okay, I won't say much about extra things. You can use this month to rest and adjust your breath. At that time, even if you don't want to fight with them, there will probably be many people who come to you on their own initiative!"

After saying that, the immortal Cangjian floated away. Murong Ningyue shook her head and walked up the mountain. The disciples she met along the way called her senior sister, and her eyes were filled with a light of admiration.

Only then did Murong Ningyue believe that what the Cangjian Immortal said was indeed not a silence. It seemed that she had really become a big celebrity in the Cangjian Sect.

At this time, Yuan Xiaotian's voice suddenly rang in Murong Ningyue's ears: "Senior Sister, you are really amazing. I didn't expect that if you didn't see you for a while, you would become your senior sister!"

Murong Ningyue turned around and saw Yuan Xiaotian's joking smile. Murong Ningyue felt a sense of warmth and smiled, "What? Are you not convinced? If you are not convinced, you can come and gesture with me. At worst, I will let you do it with one hand and one foot!"

Yuan Xiaotian looked scared when he heard this and said, "I dare not compete with you. Then your admirers will tear me to death!"

The two of them laughed for a while and finally became normal. Yuan Xiaotian looked at Murong Ningyue, and his eyes showed a hint of emotion:
Chapter completed!