188: Deliverymen, delivery is guaranteed.

A week passed in the blink of an eye.

During this week, Xie Ning evolved Mo Yu's Wind-Listening Rabbit into a Wind Spirit Rabbit, making its sensing range wider and clearer. White Fang also broke through to Bronze Rank 10 during continuous battles with the Soul Hunting Dread Cat.

On this day, while Xie Ning was fighting the Demon Cat Woman, he felt a sudden pain throughout his body, followed by a surge of new power within him.

He gave a loud shout, and his Aura exploded. A more turbulent and surging shockwave spread out, cracking the courtyard walls.

"Huff... huff..."

Xie Ning panted heavily, clenching his fists as he felt the new power surging through his body, his face filled with joy.

The Demon Cat Woman stared blankly, not knowing how to react.

In just a few short days, Xie Ning's strength had broken through consecutively, reaching the level of a Silver Rank Ancient Martial Artist. Even his Mental Energy was only one step away from a Breakthrough.

"So this is the power of the Silver Rank. I feel several times stronger than the Bronze Rank," Xie Ning said with delight.

The Demon Cat Woman thought for a moment and said, "If your feelings are correct, then the grade of the Cultivation Technique you practice must not be low."

Hearing this, Xie Ning smiled and did not answer.

Checking the time, Xie Ning quickly went back into the house to pack up.

7:00 AM, at the Lingnan Academy square.

Xie Ning had changed into a clean set of casual clothes, with a sword at his waist and the Wind Spirit Rabbit in one arm, waiting for the fighter jet to arrive.

The Demon Cat Woman didn't follow this time. After all, Yang Three Blades had seen her before, and it would be troublesome if she were recognized.

After waiting for a moment, the fighter jet hadn't arrived yet, but a shout came from the distance:

"Xie Ning! Wait!"

Hearing the voice, Xie Ning looked back. He was first stunned to see who it was, then his face filled with confusion.

The person shouting was actually Tiger Zhao, and beside him was a reluctant Little Leopard Zhao, wearing a pair of toad sunglasses that covered part of his face to lower his recognizability.

It was worth mentioning that this was the first time Little Leopard Zhao had appeared at the academy since his solicitation scandal broke out.

What were they doing here?

With this doubt, Xie Ning watched the two of them run up to him.

"Is there something?" Xie Ning asked with a frown.

Tiger Zhao asked, "Are you going to the Zhenlong Realm?"

Xie Ning watched them and did not answer.

"What's with your attitude, Xie Ning? He's asking if you're..."

Before Little Leopard Zhao could finish, he was scolded by Tiger Zhao. Then, Tiger Zhao bowed to Xie Ning and said, "I'm sorry, Xie Ning. I offended you before. That was my fault, and I apologize to you."

"Okay, tell me, what do you want?" Xie Ning nodded.

Tiger Zhao took out a sheathed purple saber from his storage stone. The hilt and scabbard looked like purple scales, and faint dragon patterns were visible. Even though it was hidden in the scabbard, it made Xie Ning's hair stand on end in an instant.

Tiger Zhao stroked the large saber in his hand with awe and said slowly, "This is my Zhao Family's purple scale dragon pattern nine-ring saber. It has always been used only by the family head. Now..."

"Giving it to me?"

Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Xie Ning.

"How is that possible! This can't be given to you; only those with the Zhao Bloodline can use it!" Tiger Zhao shouted reflexively, attracting many eyes, then returned to the main topic. "Please, when you see my brother, give this saber to him. It should help him get out of his predicament."

He didn't notice that since the saber appeared, Little Leopard Zhao's gaze had unconsciously changed, becoming greedy and sinister. Especially when he heard Tiger Zhao say to give the saber to Zhao Long, his eyes became as sinister as a hungry wolf's.

Xie Ning glanced at Little Leopard Zhao, who immediately retracted his gaze. He didn't expose him, just silently watched Tiger Zhao, thinking about something.

Tiger Zhao held the large saber high with both hands in front of Xie Ning. His attitude was very humble, not at all like his past self, except for a hint of unwillingness that occasionally flashed in his eyes.

Mo Yu looked back and forth between the two, one holding the saber and the other staring, somewhat confused.

Weren't they supposed to be enemies?

After five seconds... Xie Ning grinned and took the purple scale dragon pattern nine-ring saber, putting it away without even looking at it. "Package received. If Zhao Long isn't dead, I'll give it to him."

Tiger Zhao let out a long breath, looking grateful. "Thank you! Then we'll see you off here as well."

Xie Ning didn't say anything, just nodded slightly. He glanced at the impatient Little Leopard Zhao, the corners of his mouth curling slightly.

At this moment, another voice rang out.

"Xie Ning! Wait!"

With Tiger Zhao as a precedent, Xie Ning didn't need to guess what was going on. He turned his head and saw that it was indeed Mu Xiaolong.

Mu Xiaolong was holding an ancient black sword and flying over rapidly on a Mu Eagle.

He rushed forward and braked the eagle sharply, landing steadily on the ground.

"Are you here to send a package too?" Xie Ning asked with a smile.

Mu Xiaolong was first stunned, then saw Tiger Zhao and Little Leopard Zhao nearby and understood. He nodded quickly. "Right, right. Please give this black sword to my brother. He'll know what's going on."

Saying that, he handed the black sword to Xie Ning.

After taking it, Xie Ning looked it over and asked, "What's the story behind this one from your family?"

The black sword was somewhat similar to the one Mu Tian used, but the material was neither metal nor iron, looking more like wood. However, it was heavy, weighing at least a hundred catties in his hand. The patterns on the hilt and scabbard were even more mysterious, but if one didn't look closely, they might even think it was just an ordinary black sword.

"This is the Black Underworld Eagle Wood Sword, an heirloom weapon of our Mu Family. My brother's situation is unclear on this trip, so my father asked me to send this sword, hoping it would help him." After Mu Xiaolong finished, he looked at the two from the Zhao family with a slightly surprised expression.

He seemed very surprised that the two of them would come to deliver a weapon.

"Alright, sending one is sending, and sending two is also sending. The delivery guy always delivers; don't forget to give a five-star review," Xie Ning said with a smile as he put the sword away.

At the same time, the "rumbling" sound of a fighter jet appeared above. Its silhouette gradually became clear as it flew in from the distance.

"I'm leaving," Xie Ning said. He leaped up, stepped on the rope ladder hanging from the fighter jet for leverage, and nimbly jumped onto the jet.

The group watched the fighter jet fly away, and then Mo Yu went back.

Tiger Zhao watched the receding figure of the fighter jet with a worried expression.

Only then did Little Leopard Zhao speak: "I really don't know what to say about you. Why bother with this?"

"That's our big brother. How can we not help? Although he isn't very affectionate, the brotherly relationship is there." At this point, Tiger Zhao thought for a moment and added, "Besides, the competition in Lingnan City is very intense. If big brother hadn't been risking his life to get stronger and bearing all the pressure these years, do you think we could have lived so carefree?"

"Tch~ Without him, we could live even better," Little Leopard Zhao said dismissively.

Just then, an old man in a well-tailored suit with silver hair and a gentlemanly air walked over and said in surprise, "Aren't these the young masters of the Zhao and Mu families?"

The three of them turned back and were clearly surprised to see the old man.

Mu Xiaolong smiled and said, "Hello, Second Master Ye. Why are you at the academy?"

Tiger Zhao greeted him with a smile, and Little Leopard Zhao also gave a token bow.

The old man known as Second Master Ye said, "Yes, I'm here to find Student Xie Ning—oh no, I should call him Teacher Xie Ning now. I have something I want to ask him to give to my silly niece."

Upon hearing this, Mu Xiaolong and Tiger Zhao shared a rare glance and answered together, "Second Master, you're a step too late. They just left."

"Is that so? What a pity." Second Master Ye was first taken aback, then felt relieved. "It's fine. Seeing you guys here, I assume the purple scale dragon pattern nine-ring saber and the Black Underworld Eagle Wood Sword have already been sent out. That's good; it provides more protection."