Ling Yuwei's words surprised Ling Hao greatly; he hadn't expected his sister to be so determined to fight Qin Feng.

He still advised, "Sister, why don't you just forget about it? Brother Feng is still recovering, it's not suitable for him."

Ling Yuwei's attitude remained unchanged; she persisted.

"We're not fighting to the death, just having a simple spar. Why are you so nervous? I won't hurt him, so don't worry."

You said he was really good, right? Why are you being so hesitant now? Did you lie to me before?

Upon hearing this, Ling Hao quickly shook his head, "How could that be? I've experienced it firsthand. Sis, do I look like someone who would lie?"

Ling Yuwei muttered to herself, "I didn't know before, but I don't know now."

Ling Hao didn't hear him clearly, "Sis, what did you say?"

Ling Yuwei looked at him irritably, "Please invite Fellow Daoist Qin out. Let me see what a sword master who can win your heart is like."

Ling Hao is no match for his sister, and he understands her temperament; once she sets her mind on something, she's even more stubborn than him.

He walked helplessly toward Qin Feng's residence, glancing back at Ling Yuwei every few steps.

Ling Yuwei remained calm and resolute.

Ling Hao could only sigh and continue his search for Qin Feng.

He walked to Qin Feng's room and gently knocked on the door. "Brother Feng, are you there?"

Qin Feng was resting with his eyes closed when he heard the sound. He got up, opened the door, and looked at Ling Hao with a puzzled expression.

"Xiao Hao, do you really think you can make the sword understand you so quickly?"

Ling Hao shook his head vigorously, "No, I can't do that yet. It's just, well, um..."

Qin Feng was puzzled by his stammering and hesitant manner.

"What's wrong, Xiao Hao? Is something troubling you?"

Ling Hao scratched his head, somewhat embarrassed, and replied, "Well, my sister wants to exchange and learn from you."

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow, quite surprised. "What's going on? Why would she suddenly want to spar with me?"

Ling Hao was also baffled by Ling Yuwei's decision. "I don't know either. She just said she wanted to spar with you."

Qin Feng asked curiously, "What is your sister's cultivation level?"

Ling Hao answered honestly, "Early Nascent Soul stage."

Qin Feng was even more puzzled, "She's at the early Nascent Soul stage and she wants to spar with me, a mere early Golden Core stage cultivator? Are you kidding me!"

Ling Hao explained, "No mistake, that's exactly what my sister said. But she'll suppress her cultivation to the same level as you. Don't worry, it's just a friendly spar, she won't hurt you."

Qin Feng looked at him suspiciously, his intuition telling him that this was not a good thing, and it would be best to refuse.

He coughed and said, "Well, I haven't fully recovered yet. How about we talk about it when I'm better?"

Ling Hao was taken aback when he heard this. He didn't expect Qin Feng to refuse. "Brother Feng, how about you reconsider? It's just a simple spar, it won't hurt."

Qin Feng shook his head. "I'm not in good shape. Winning or losing is meaningless to everyone and won't serve as a conversation, so there's no need for that."

Ling Hao nodded, "Oh, then Brother Feng, you rest first, I'll go talk to my sister."

Qin Feng watched his departing figure and muttered to himself, "This is a bit strange, it's all for no reason. Oh well, if I can't figure it out, I won't think about it anymore."

Ling Hao returned to Ling Yuwei.

"Sis, Brother Feng said he's not feeling well and it's not suitable for sparring. Let's wait until he's better."

Ling Yuwei sneered inwardly, thinking that Qin Feng was scared.

Qin Feng was afraid that his identity as a master would be exposed; he was making excuses and trying to escape.

In that case, Ling Yuwei would have to fight Qin Feng so that Ling Hao could see things clearly.

She recalled their conversation on the spaceship. Qin Feng was very interested in the Ling family's weapon-refining techniques, and she could use that as leverage to get him to help her.

"Xiao Hao, take me to him, I want to talk to him myself."

Ling Hao said helplessly, "Sister, why don't we just forget about it and wait until Brother Feng is better?"

Ling Yuwei glared at him. "Lead the way."

When the older sister gets serious, the bloodline suppression is still quite effective.

Ling Hao hung his head and obediently led the way.

He came to Qin Feng's door again and knocked gently.

"Brother Feng, it's me, please open the door."

Qin Feng was even more surprised. Why were they here again? He still opened the door.

Then he was surprised to find that Ling Yuwei had also arrived.

"Greetings, Miss Ling."

Ling Yuwei scrutinized Qin Feng closely, her expression critical.

Qin Feng's complexion has improved considerably, and he looks much more energetic. He has a handsome face and a composed demeanor, giving him the air of a master.

Qin Feng was also observing Ling Yuwei. He sensed her unusual behavior today. She hadn't been very interested in him before, and his presence at the Ling family was entirely due to Ling Hao.

Qin Feng would not take the initiative to communicate with Ling Yuwei unless absolutely necessary.

It was obvious that Ling Yuwei's behavior today was very abnormal. No, she seemed to be angry and very dissatisfied with him.

Qin Feng was very puzzled. He hadn't done anything wrong; he had been staying quietly in his room. What was going on?

Ling Yuwei smiled and cupped her hands in greeting. "Fellow Daoist Qin, I have heard that Xiao Hao said your swordsmanship is superb, and I would like to ask you for some guidance. Please grant my request."

Upon hearing this, Qin Feng couldn't help but look at Ling Hao. Had this kid said something wrong? The other party was clearly coming for him.

Ling Yuwei, a Nascent Soul stage True Monarch, sought to learn from him, a Golden Core stage True Person. This seemed like she had ill intentions and was up to no good.

Qin Feng shook his head resolutely, wanting to refuse, but Ling Yuwei spoke again.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, I know you are not in good health and this action is somewhat presumptuous, but I am truly grateful for the rare opportunity to find a good teacher. With the family competition approaching, I can only trouble you."

I heard last time that you were very interested in the weapon-refining techniques of my Ling family. If you would be so kind as to give me some pointers...

"I can let you into the weapon-refining room for a look, as long as it doesn't involve confidential matters."

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow. It seemed he was determined to fight Ling Hao. What had Ling Hao said that made Ling Yuwei harbor resentment towards him?

Ling Yuwei's words were more eloquent than her singing, but he understood her true meaning: if you want to witness the Ling family's weapon-refining techniques, then come and fight me.

What nonsense about finding a good teacher and getting some guidance—it's all just a hypocritical excuse.

However, this condition really appealed to Qin Feng, and he had already agreed in his heart.

However, it still felt like a difficult situation.

“Miss Ling is at the Nascent Soul stage, while I am only at the Golden Core stage. How can we possibly exchange skills, let alone offer guidance? You are truly too kind to me.”

Seeing Qin Feng becoming more hesitant and retreating, Ling Yuwei became even more determined to teach him a lesson.

“We are both at the early stage of the Golden Core realm, so you can give me some pointers on swordsmanship.”

Qin Feng was quite surprised by Ling Yuwei, then glanced at Ling Hao. Could it be that he had taught Ling Hao swordsmanship, which displeased Ling Yuwei?

This shouldn't be happening; he's only teaching good things.

Qin Feng wanted to see the Ling family's weapon-refining skills, so he agreed.

"Miss Ling's invitation was too kind to refuse, so I shamelessly agreed. I hope I won't disappoint Miss Ling."