Extraordinary in Reality Through Magic Games

“It should be as Brother Ye said.” Luo Xiling flipped to the next page and found that the white pages were filled with various strange hand gestures drawn in black lines.

The first one was the sword gesture Immortal Xu had made earlier, named—Sword Summoning.

They basically understood what sword skills they were supposed to practice, but the starting point left them with no way to begin.

Closing the book, Luo Xiling made a face: “It doesn’t say how to resonate with the sword?”

“This is likely what Immortal Xu meant by—cultivating the heart.”

“Where do we start cultivating?”

Ye Ming chuckled and said, “You’re the ones practicing the sword, not me. Figure it out yourselves.”

“Brother Ye, are you just going to abandon me like this?” Luo Xiling jumped and shouted.

Ye Ming, walking down the mountain with Lin Miao, only gave her a silent view of his back.

“Brother Zhao, Sister Yue.” She looked at the two of them pitifully.

“Uh, we don’t understand either.” Yue Ruo tugged at Zhao Qi’s sleeve, signaling him to say something.

“How about you guys just try first?” Zhao Qi seemed to state the obvious.

Luo Xiling covered her forehead in agony: “I just want to know what method I should use to try.”

“Just try whatever, like dripping blood or something.”

Hearing this, all five of them rolled their eyes.

He took TV shows too seriously.

In the end, having no other choice, they all sat cross-legged with their longswords across their thighs, propping up their chins in deep thought.

Fortunately, there was no sun at the Mountain Gate, so the five wouldn’t be tortured by scorching heat. They didn’t need to worry about hunger either, as Kunpeng would deliver feathers on time.

Zhao Qi watched for a while and found it truly boring. It was too different from the immortal cultivation he had imagined. Dragging Yue Ruo along, he also returned to the small courtyard.

Leaving only the five on the mountaintop, unable to find a solution.

Because they didn’t have watches or phones, they didn’t know how much time had passed.

It wasn’t until the surroundings grew dim that they realized it was almost dark.

“Should we go back to the courtyard?” the girl asked.

“Master didn’t say. Well... anyway, we have Senior Uncle delivering feathers, so we won’t go hungry. Let’s keep pondering.”

“Miss Luo has a point. We don’t even know the deadline for the assessment. It’s better to master the sword as soon as possible.”

“That’s the only way...”

“Howl——”

The five looked strangely at the Kunpeng spreading its wings in the sky, thinking to themselves that it doesn’t come out at night, so what was going on?

The confusion was soon resolved.

A light gate opened in front of the Kunpeng, and it dove straight in.

After about ten minutes, the giant fish emerged from the gate.

The group stood up and curiously ran to the edge of the clearing. The sky-blotting giant fish flicked its tail and rapidly approached them.

“Eh, isn’t that the Director?”

Luo Xiling, with her hand held horizontally over her forehead, saw the Director standing at the edge of the fish’s back, waving his hand.

Soon the giant fish lowered its altitude, its back level with the mountaintop.

Standing on the high ground and looking down, the group now saw that besides the Director, there were more than a dozen people, old and young, standing on the giant fish’s back, along with a transport plane.

As the giant fish brushed past Yuzhang Mountain, the group of people and the plane floated up and landed on the clearing in front of the main hall’s gates.

“So many people coming at once, did something happen?”

Ye Ming hadn’t told them about China’s intended trade with the Mountain Gate, so they naturally felt puzzled by the arriving ’tourist group’.

“We can just ask.”

Luo Xiling turned around, preparing to go down the mountain.

“Do not be slack.”

The low-pitched tone echoed in the surrounding air. The expressions of the five changed abruptly. Regardless of whether there were sharp stones on the ground poking their butts, they sat directly down on the ground, closed their eyes, and pondered deeply.

...

“Ye Ming, why aren’t Xiao Luo and the others coming down?”

The Director led the group to the small courtyard and asked Ye Ming, who was standing at the door to welcome them.

“Immortal Xu probably won’t allow it.” He looked up at the back mountain in the distance, then said, “They are busy. Let’s handle our own business first.”

“True. Come, Xiao Ye, let me introduce you. These are all national treasure-level Academicians from the Imperial Capital...”