He was, after all, a grandmaster and the head of the governor's office, so his knowledge and insight were extraordinary.

Yu Yanluo did not answer him, but looked at him and said, "Are you going to surrender or fight? You are seriously injured and are no match for me."

Jian Taiding laughed and said, "Your cultivation level did surprise me, but I also saw it clearly just now. Although your world in the painting is indeed somewhat magical, your true cultivation level is only around the eighth rank. Although I am injured, I am not someone that a mere eighth rank can deal with."

After saying that, he took his longsword and thrust it directly at his opponent.

Yu Yanluo remained calm and composed, holding a scroll in front of her.

Having learned from Uncle Ming's experience, Jian Taiding was not about to be foolish enough to rush over directly. He flashed away and changed his position.

Yu Yanluo hurriedly jumped to different positions on the scroll, but unfortunately, she was still a little slower than her opponent and always missed by a hair's breadth.

She was also a little troubled, so she took out a paintbrush and started painting in the air. With just a few strokes, she had already outlined a cage.

However, at the critical moment, Jian Taiding managed to dodge.

“You’re not a grandmaster, so you don’t understand how powerful a grandmaster’s divine sense is. You can’t lock onto me at all, so naturally you can’t pull me into your painting world.” Jian Taiding looked at the wound on his chest that was bleeding slightly from the strenuous exercise. “But in my current state, it won’t be easy for me to take you down.”

"Well, I've been hesitant, but now I have no choice but to use it."

After he finished speaking, he took out a pill and swallowed it. His complexion then visibly became rosy.

"What is this?" Yu Yanluo was also somewhat wary.

“This pill is called the Mighty Sea Dog Pill. Even if you are seriously injured, you can recover in a short time.” Jian Taiding said, opening his arms and taking a deep breath of air. “I’m back. I can feel everything is back.”

Yu Yanluo frowned and said, "Is it that potent medicine that comes at the cost of preventing one from seeing the next realm?"

This medicine is indeed miraculous; although it can heal injuries in a very short time, the price is also enormous, essentially sealing off one's path of cultivation. Therefore, it is generally only used when one is in a life-or-death situation.

“I know my own aptitude. Reaching the Grandmaster level is already my limit. I definitely won’t be able to break through to the Great Grandmaster level in the future. Rather than worrying about a vague future, it’s better to seize the present.” Jian Taiding’s gaze toward Yu Yanluo became fervent. “Sister-in-law, I must have you today. This place is in the middle of the Great Snow Mountain, where there are no outsiders to disturb us. It’s perfect for our wedding night. My elder brother is here, so he can be our witness.”

In front of my older brother...

Thinking about this, he found himself becoming increasingly excited.

"Shameless!" Yu Yanluo trembled with anger and hurriedly wielded her paintbrush, trying to subdue him before his strength could be restored.

Jian Taiding was not in a hurry at this moment. He leisurely dodged while laughing and said, "Sister-in-law, you are too arrogant this time. Although your skills are amazing, you did not expect that I have this rare pill on me."

"Sister-in-law, stop struggling. There are few people in the snowy mountains. No one will come to save you even if you scream your lungs out. Instead of playing that coy game, wouldn't it be better for us to be harmonious and loving?"

He was about to take out his flute and play a tune again, but the painful lesson from last time made him stop.

"Pah!" Yu Yanluo spat, then ignored him and focused on her attack.

"Sister-in-law, why are you doing this? Today I said I want you, and even the Heavenly King himself wouldn't be able to stop me!" Jian Taiding's breathing became rapid. He couldn't wait for his strength to recover before he pounced on her.

However, the next second, a warning signal suddenly rose in his mind, and he hurriedly dodged to the side. Unfortunately, the opponent was too fast. Although his soul had given him a warning in advance, his strength had not recovered to its peak, and he was still a fraction too late.

"Pfft~" With a severe blow to his back, Jian Taiding spat out a mouthful of blood and collapsed to the ground, staring in horror at the person behind him.

"You think you can just get it because you say so?" Zuan looked at him indifferently. "I don't agree!"

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Wow, I finished writing right on time!