The night sky, dotted with stars.

The grassland at night is so beautiful.

After the banquet ended, the members of the Helian tribe and the disciples of the Confucian School each went back to rest, ignoring each other.

The Desert North and the Central Plains have never been on friendly terms, and it's the same today.

Thus, the disciples of the Confucian School felt quite relieved about the way their eldest senior brother had thrashed the Helian tribe's bravest warrior.

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Sometimes, a slap in the face hurts even more.

In front of the tent, three sleepless fellows sat in a row, looking up at the stars, preparing to count from one to one million.

"Eldest senior brother, that palm strike today was impressive."

After a while, Wen Xiuru spoke softly, "It was effortless yet powerful, delicate without being ostentatious. To muster such a force without harming a hair on the opponent, in the Confucian School, probably only Instructor Chen Qiao'er, who is most skilled in palm techniques, could achieve this."

"I've only recently had some insights that allowed me to do this," Bai Wangyu replied, looking at the night sky.

Without the millennia of martial insights and knowledge passed down by the Confucian Scholar, he wouldn't have been able to integrate the Vast Righteousness Chapter so quickly.

"Brother Li."

Thinking of this, Bai Wangyu curiously looked at the young man beside him and asked, "How are you doing with the things that Sword Enthusiast senior taught you?"

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