it, carrying warm water that emerged from the mountain's heart. A section of this river ran right across the grotto.On both sides of the dark river, flowers and plants were growing. There was only a...When an avatar is too far away from its true body, it cannot sense it.

Qin Sang dared to send his outer avatar into the place precisely because the outer avatar inherited the memories of his true body and could act independently. The only difference was in their cultivation level and physical form.

Of course, just in case, Qin Sang hid some crucial secrets, such as her own origins and the existence of the Jade Buddha.

An avatar, wielding bamboo leaves as weapons, traverses mountains and valleys, flying towards the Yan Miao Pavilion.

The Yimiao Pavilion was built deep in the Lan Dou Mountains, on an island in a lake that stretched for dozens of miles. The sect was known for its water-based spells and had a bit of a reputation in the surrounding area, thanks largely to the Lan Dou Sect.

After speeding for a while, the avatar found a place to rest briefly before continuing on its journey.

This place is still some distance away from Yanmiao Pavilion.

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The avatar looked toward the horizon. The mountain peaks there seemed to become sparser, with wisps of vapor rising, it should be where the lake is.

At that moment, the flying avatar suddenly stopped, its feet planted on a bamboo leaf magic tool, hovering in mid-air and turning its head to look towards the left.

> At noon, the sun was high in the sky.

The thin mist in the mountains had almost dissipated, and between the peaks lay a lush and verdant landscape. Ancient trees towered into the sky, birds chirped, and beasts roared, forming a vibrant and lively scene like a painting.

Just as Qin Sang looked over, the canopy of ancient trees in the forest swayed violently. Then, a ripping sound echoed through the air, and a petite figure appeared within Qin Sang's field of vision.

A girl with short hair was coming with a sword, judging by her direction of travel, she might also be going to Yanmiao Pavilion.

Their eyes met, the girl was startled for a moment, and immediately stopped her sword light.

“Ninth level of Qi Refining…”

A phantom in the world, he thought to himself silently.

Without him casting a spell, the Heaven-Eye Butterfly saw through the girl's disguise at once.

The girl's age doesn't seem to be very old. To have such a high level of cultivation, she must have exceptional talent. She is most likely here to participate in the Smoke Mist Pavilion's disciple recruitment ceremony.

The avatar glanced deeply at its competitor, then left without a word.

Yānmiǎo Gě's acceptance of disciples wasn't through arena battles or the bloody fighting of Yuánzhào Mén. A girl's talent, no matter how good, wouldn't influence him.

The girl, originally wary, saw the direction her avatar was flying and her expression changed. She took the initiative to follow, shouting, "Wait a moment, friend..."

The avatar outside the body frowned secretly, its light dimmed, and it turned its head to look at the girl.

"My name is Fang Ting. I don't know how to address you Are you also here to participate in the Yānmǐào Gě's apprenticeship ceremony"

A short-haired girl drew her sword and chased after him, a blush blooming on her cheeks. She introduced herself proactively.

The girl had big eyes and a bright smile, revealing two small canine teeth.

“My name is Zhang Yue,” he said, adopting a courteous and approachable tone. He didn't want to alienate anyone, especially since he believed the girl had a high chance of being chosen by the Yan Miao Pavilion. Building a good relationship with her might prove beneficial in the future.

"Miss Fang is also planning to join the YmMiao Pavilion, isn't she"

Fang Ting nodded repeatedly, "I'm like Brother Zhang, going to the Yan Miao Pavilion's apprenticeship ceremony. Since we have such a good fortune meeting on the way, why don't we go together It is said that there are not a few dangers in Lan Dou Mountain. The Lan Dou Sect did not clear out the small monsters in the mountains to hone their disciples, some of which are difficult to deal with."

"Is that so"

The avatar of the outsider feigned surprise, “Zhang, I have traveled all this way and haven’t encountered any monsters. It seems to be luck. Miss Fang, you seem to know this place well”

"I wouldn't say I know him well," Fang Ting modestly replied, "I just live on a small island not far from Lan Dou Island and have heard some rumors. Could it be that Brother Zhang isn't a cultivator from Lan Dou Island"

"Well, I am a wandering cultivator from Rìdǎo Island. Having heard that there is a major sect here accepting disciples, I came here..."

An outward avatar, speaking truthfully and openly, without concealing their origins.

Fang Ting learned the location of Lú Dǎo, and couldn't help but be amazed, admiring his courage to venture across the vast ocean.

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After a few words, the avatar agreed to his companion and the two flew towards Yanmiao Pavilion together.

Fang Ting looks very innocent, and her conversation is not without naive words.

While she appears to be a naive girl, her disguise is transparent. At such a young age, she possesses such cultivation; there's definitely some hidden depth to her.

However, the girl won't be bothered by these things as long as she doesn't harbor ill will towards him.

The two chatted happily and quickly became acquainted.

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On the road, they really encountered a demon monkey of the Fan Yao period. They cooperated to kill the demon monkey and each received half of the demon corpse. Fang Ting smiled even more happily, her eyes curved.

An avatar wouldn't care about this sort of thing, but it put on a happy face and took it anyway.

After this battle, Fang Ting had even more trust in him because of how his outer shell manifested.

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"Big Brother Zhang, you're so young yet have such high cultivation and swordsmanship. You're definitely going to be chosen by the Yan Miao Pavilion!"

Fang Ting comforted her external avatar.

The avatar outside his body slowly shook its head and said in a low voice, "My talent isn't very good. I only obtained a chance during my travels, which made my cultivation skyrocket. But it's almost drained, and I don't know if I can break through to the tenth layer, let alone build a foundation. It's unlikely I'll catch the eye of the Smoke Mist Pavilion. Miss Fang, you are truly gifted. After joining a great sect, don't forget about Zhang."

Fang Ting's face flushed slightly, and she said somewhat bashfully, "I don't know if I can be selected... Zhang ge don't give up. People often say that talent doesn't represent everything. You had that big improvement once, which shows that your fortune is at its peak, and there will definitely be more opportunities in the future."

The avatar silently nodded, glancing at Fang Ting without a sound.

Even the most cunning girl couldn't hide her true intentions from his discerning eyes.

Fang Ting kept saying she was worried about failing the exam, but her expression clearly showed a certain amount of confidence. Perhaps she truly had natural talent, or maybe she had some secret weapon.

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As the two flew, they chatted and traversed mountains and valleys, unknowingly arriving at their destination.

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Between two mountains, sparkling waves flashed. The two people glanced at each other and sped up, flying over the two mountains. In an instant, they were open to a vast lake that stretched before them.

The center of the lake was shrouded in mist, and faintly, one could see a sizeable island with pavilions, towers, lush forests, and bamboo groves.

The fog gathered and refused to dissipate, moving in a regulated manner, clearly not of natural origin.

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"This is Yānmiǎo Pavilion! I've finally arrived!"

Fang Ting cheered excitedly, her gaze swept across the distance, and suddenly she pointed to the far end, softly saying, "There's someone there!"

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Even the avatar saw that on the lakeshore there was a large expanse of blue stone, with dozens of figures, sitting or standing, gathered there, doing something unknown.

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Only after receiving a message from the Heavenly Eye Butterfly did he learn that this group of people were mostly cultivators at the Qi Refining stage. He estimated they, like him and his companion, had also come to attend the discipleship ceremony.

Among this group of people, there was a cultivator at the Qi Refining stage. It was the man in green who was sitting on the highest blue stone, with a waist badge of the disciples of Yanmiao Pavilion hanging from his waist.

"Holding the disciple acceptance ceremony in this desolate wilderness, isn't it too shabby"

The avatar murmured in her heart, "It's Fang Ting." She flew over.culiar of all was the single horn on its head, crafted from some kind of black crystal, extremely sharp and keen.This puppet is entirely black and can hide very well in the dark.Moreover, their moveme...