Who let him join the Sword Sect?!

As a master, Li focused on the hard power of Immortal Cultivation.

The methods of tiger hunting were very traditional, unlike someone else's off-the-field strategies.

At this moment, dawn had fully broken. Li Guanqi harnessed Spiritual Qi, and after driving the last wooden dart into the tiger's abdomen, he slid out from under it.

The cheap knife he had seized had long broken into two pieces, one lodged in a tree, the other chewed to bits by the tiger.

But none of that mattered because it was over.

Li Guanqi flipped his hand, took out the black peachwood plaque, and casually threw it towards the tiger's face.

The peachwood plaque glimmered with golden light and shattered into pieces at the moment of contact with the tiger's forehead, erupted by a surge of blood-colored Demon Qi.

The Spiritual Power contained within was exposed to the air but didn't disperse; instead, it transformed into strands of Spiritual Qi weaving their way into the tiger's body.

Li Guanqi pinched a Sword Technique seal with his hand, using the wooden darts as a guide to draw those strands of Spiritual Qi into them.

The Sword Technique changed again, and under the influence of the last trace of his own Spiritual Qi and the Spiritual Qi strands, those wooden darts with rudimentary Arrays at their tails were activated, repositioned.

Insignificant minor wounds began to turn deadly. The wooden darts pierced deeper into the tiger's body, targeting vital spots.

The tiger made to pounce at Li Guanqi, but at the very moment it exerted force, the simple Arrays at the tails of the wooden darts were utterly destroyed, and then they fiercely shot out from the wounds like arrows, severing its last breath of life.

The powerless tiger crashed to the ground like a torn sack, its meridians shattered, leaving only a faint breath.

Li Guanqi sat cross-legged in meditation for a moment, recovering some energy before getting up to approach the tiger, planning to take its life and carry it down the mountain.

Yet as he took a step, the tiger moved again. After trembling for a moment, it got up off the ground.

The tiger sat cross-legged on the ground, coughed lightly, and then spoke, "Don't panic, I am the Jade Book Tower, I wanted to ask you something."

Seeing that it was the Artifact Spirit in charge of this Illusion Realm appearing, Li sat back down and said, "Please go ahead."

"Is Zhang Ze truly your apprentice?" The tiger had a very human-like expression on its face, its tone sounding rather puzzled.

How could a person of this caliber teach such a disciple, the Jade Book Tower couldn't understand.

If you came right down to it, it felt Zhang Ze and the Cultivator named Wang Buyu were more akin to master and apprentice.

Hearing the Jade Book Tower's question, Li Guanqi immediately had a bad premonition. After briefly explaining Zhang Ze's situation, he asked, "What did he do again?"

The tiger sighed and began to recount Zhang Ze's deeds in detail.

After listening, Li nodded, "Got it, I'll smack him."

"Very good," the Jade Book Tower thought this was a well-handled matter.

Having addressed someone's issue, the Jade Book Tower chatted casually with Li Guanqi for a while, inquiring about the current situation outside.

Upon learning of the current circumstances, it suddenly fell silent, and after a long pause, it finally spoke.

"Sorry, but this trial may have to end earlier than planned. I need to think and set some new rules..."

The Jade Book Tower was a meticulous Artifact Spirit; suddenly making things harder was not in its aesthetics, nor a long-term solution.

It planned to properly understand this era first before re-planning.

In short, it needed to upgrade the system for now.

As for Li, he naturally had no comments on this matter. He felt the most important thing now was to teach his disciple once they got out.

However, he had a question, one he'd been holding on to that made him quite uncomfortable. Seeing that the tiger controlled by the Jade Book Tower hadn't left yet, he decided to ask.

"I have a question, not sure if I should ask it."

The Jade Book Tower was somewhat absent-minded, "Feel free to ask."

"Since you're obviously a tower, why are you called the Jade Book Tower?"

"..."

Indeed, they're master and apprentice!

Hearing this question for the second time, the Jade Book Tower fell silent once more.

Why indeed? What's the reason?

Thinking through this inexplicable question, the Jade Book Tower dispelled the Illusion Realm.

The door opened again, and three elderly men came out from the Jade Book Tower.

Wang seemed very pleased; he enjoyed reading, not only gaining numerous new insights but also receiving a Jade Scroll condensed from Mana from the Jade Book Tower before coming out.

He could continue reading when he returned.

Tang was silent, saying not a single word; upon stepping out, he mounted his Wind Traveling Ship and sped back to the rear of Dragon Tiger Mountain near the Thousand Mechanism Pavilion.

To contemplate life on his return.

As for Li, his gaze towards Zhang Ze was somewhat unkind.

He planned to provide some well-needed guidance to his apprentice upon returning.

—— I am the dividing line where someone is about to get beaten ——

A few days later.

The Thousand Mechanism Pavilion returned to its routine; the Jade Book Tower decided not to continue receiving visitors until after it completed its upgrade.

As for Zhang Ze, he was currently accepting his master Li's guidance along with Fuji.

The experience in the Jade Book Illusion Realm brought about some changes in Li Guanqi's mindset.

Not only in himself, but also towards others.

He felt he should pay more attention to guiding his own apprentices.

Though both of these apprentices he received were of rare breeds, they still needed proper teaching.

In the hole dug by Fuji.

Zhang Ze was practicing Sword Control Technique with Fuji.

One person controlled twenty Flying Swords, in a back-and-forth exchange.

Li stood silently on the side, as he had in previous days, observing with some silence.

He felt something was amiss, but couldn't put his finger on it.

Zhang Ze summoned his four Golden Cores, controlling five Flying Swords with each one, perfectly synchronized, his sword moves dignified and straightforward.

Yet between the sword moves, there would always be some well-timed small spells, and some flying gadgets inserted.