“The fallen monarch strategy has a rather high difficulty! The first clear rewards must be plentiful!”

“Being cleared was expected… With Fu Qingyang, Yuanshi Tianzun, and the Devil Eye Heavenly King, no S-rank or lower instance can stump them!”

“A level nine Yin creature and a level nine Ancient War God… Even for them, it’s a narrow escape from death. How easy could it be! The Sword Pavilion Elder is becoming increasingly obsequious.”

“Tomorrow, I plan to take my subordinates in to train. The Great Tribulation is coming, so we must improve our strength as soon as possible!”

“Old Huo, you’ve been busy with official duties recently. Concentrate on your work first; I’ll go ahead!”

“Everyone, stop arguing; let’s decide by drawing lots!”

The instance that allows one to bring subordinates to level up is the White Tiger Legion’s unique instance. It can not only cultivate teamwork in large-scale battles but also provides considerable rewards!

Not every Lingjing Xingzhe has the opportunity to match with an A-rank instance!

Even if the instance has already been cleared, it can still provide the Lingjing Xingzhe with a wealth of experience points!

Fu Qingyang put down his wine glass and typed a reminder: “Level nine Ancient War Gods and Yin creatures… Even with a strategy, the final battle is still a close call. The number of Sovereigns entering the instance should ideally be at least three, with no fewer than two level eight Sovereigns!”

After sending this message, he sent a text message to Fu Qingxuan: “I’m out of the instance; let’s meet!”

After a long time with no response, Fu Qingyang opened the Sword Pavilion Elder’s avatar and sent a message: “I want to enter the Marshal’s study!”

Fu Qingxuan not replying probably meant she was holed up in the study again, perhaps cultivating or hiding to eat sweets.

To enter the guild instance, the guild leader or deputy guild leader must open it!

The Sword Pavilion Elder is the deputy guild leader of the White Tiger Legion!

The Sword Pavilion Elder didn’t reply, but a dozen seconds later, Fu Qingyang heard a Lingjing notification sound in his ear!

Soon, the scene began to blur and ripple. Two or three seconds later, he was in a vast, white space!

The Marshal’s study!

Fu Qingyang subconsciously looked up and saw the air filled with swords!

Willow leaf swords, Han Ba Fang swords, short swords, heavy swords, Tang swords, mother-and-son swords… encompassing all types of swords in human history!

Fu Qingxuan sat on the ground, hugging her knees, looking up at the swords in the sky, her thick white hair draped over her shoulders like a thick blanket!

She looked like a little girl watching the stars!

“What are you looking at?” Fu Qingyang walked to his Marshal sister’s side.

“Swords!” Fu Qingxuan was still looking up!

“What’s so good about swords?” Fu Qingyang asked.

“I’m thinking about the essence of swords!”

“The essence of sword qi…” Fu Qingxuan murmured!

Fu Qingyang said calmly, “Have you figured anything out?”

“I won’t tell you; you wouldn’t be interested in listening. In your life, you only deign to practice the Zha Ji (a powerful sword move), disdaining all other sword techniques…” As she spoke, she turned her head: “Why is your hair white too? Are you imitating me?”

Fu Qingyang said calmly, “Your hair is white because your sword qi is too strong, and your metal spiritual power cannot be contained. Mine is because my lifespan is being consumed too quickly, leading to aging!”

Fu Qingxuan immediately furrowed her delicate white brows: “Lifespan consumed too much?”

“The sword intent I comprehended in the Fallen Monarch instance!” Fu Qingyang glossed over it.

“The purpose of my visit tonight is that I feel the difficulty of the Fallen Monarch is abnormal. How could two level nine bosses appear in an A-rank instance? The combination of Devil Eye, me, and Yuanshi is at most equal to one level nine Sovereign! And the only NPC who can become a teammate in the instance is a level seven Fire Thief!”

“This difficulty has exceeded the limit of A-rank instances and the upper limit of teams! The fact that we survived this time was due to luck!”

Fu Qingxuan tilted her head and frowned: “Tell me about the strategy in detail!”

Fu Qingyang then told Fu Qingxuan the process of clearing the Fallen Monarch instance in detail.

“Indeed, something’s not right…” Fu Qingxuan said slowly.

Fu Qingyang continued, “Yuanshi told me that a friend of his, a Paladin from the Holy See, inexplicably entered an S-rank instance a while ago. That knight has a way to control his hidden score, making the probability of matching with an S-rank almost zero!”

“You mean the Fallen Monarch instance and that knight’s instance are of the same nature?”

“Yes, both are abnormal phenomena, but I don’t know the reason why!”

Fu Qingxuan fell silent. After a long time, she pondered and said, “This situation is not unprecedented. Remember the She Ling Tunnel? Because it couldn’t be cleared, it was judged to be a bug-level instance! This shows that the Lingjing itself has similar problems.”