A young man in China wields twin swords—one to sever souls, the other to slay evil. Though a bit lacking in morals, he’s not entirely beyond redemption.
With his half-demon heritage, he carve...
Fengling chuckled, kissed Ruo Qingyan on the cheek, handed Wuhe's broom to Ruo Qingyan, picked up the ordinary piece of wood, looked it over, and snapped it in two.
Then, frowning, he said:
"How come Wuhe's wooden broom is so sturdy? Could it be that it's developed a patina from brushing? Would developing a patina explain that?"
The black crane closed its eyes in resignation.
Can't you do something productive?
Ruo Qingyan also observed seriously, then said softly:
"This wood has probably been infused with demonic energy every day, and has naturally turned into a demonic artifact, so it is extremely sturdy."
As she spoke, Ruo Qingyan folded it tightly and sighed:
"Mr. Wuhe's demonic aura is too concentrated. I'm afraid only an expert of the same level as him could break through this wood."
Wuhe's inner thoughts:
And you, how did you get led astray too? Get back to work, I've been standing here all night!
It's no wonder Wuhe loves to complain; there are just too many things to criticize about these two.
"In a sense, isn't it just the patina that's formed? Hahaha!"
Feng Ling said with a smile, and Ruo Qingyan also chuckled softly.
"Hehe? You're not angry anymore?"
Ruo Qingyan immediately stopped smiling upon hearing this:
"snort..."
Fengling smiled secretly, picked up a new broom, and began practicing the movements that Ruo Qingyan had demonstrated before.
Ruo Qingyan glanced at it, pondered for a moment, and realized that her actions seemed to be correct, but why couldn't she get the hang of it?
So she started practicing, imitating the slightly more elegant way the wind chimes moved.
It didn't matter if they didn't practice; once they did, the two of them had another sudden enlightenment!
"I see!"
The two exchanged a surprised glance. Although a lot of dust was still kicked up, they clearly felt the difference in that instant.
"So what I was imitating was the intent of the sword, while you were imitating the form of the sword. The combination of the two is the true swordsmanship!"
"Yes! As long as you keep practicing in this direction, you'll definitely succeed!"
"Ha ha!"
Fengling happily threw down the broom in her hand, rushed over, picked up Ruo Qingyan tightly, and spun her around.
If Qingyan were extremely embarrassed:
"What are you doing? Put me down... stop spinning me."
"As expected of my wife, you were always right! Haha!"
The compliments made Ruo Qingyan blush, and she whispered:
"You're right too."
The wind chimes stopped, and looking at Ruo Qingyan in his arms, he smiled and said:
"Then praise me."
If Qingyan rolled her eyes at him, Fengling didn't care and hugged her and kissed her passionately.
While they were playing around, Fengling noticed that Jinlian Peak was no longer bald; the withered tree had sprouted tender green leaves again.
Overnight, it felt as if autumn and winter had passed and spring had arrived.
"Honey, look!"
Fengling pointed at the tree and exclaimed in surprise.
If Qingyan looked up, she would smile slightly.
"It looks better when it's full of life."
Wind Chime nodded heavily:
"Yes, I didn't expect you to like me so much."
If Qingyan: ? ? ?
"No, I didn't! It was clearly you, you like me."
"Oh yeah, yeah, yeah~ I really like you~ Hahaha~"
Then he gave her another passionate kiss.
If Qingyan's face was covered in drool, it reminded her of the last time, which was a terrible experience!
"Ahh! Wind Chime, let me go!"
Wu He took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes; his eyes were tired.
How about we leave it like this?
Actually, Wuhe's goal is just to get to this point. Once you combine these goals, you'll have a clear direction, which is enough. How could you possibly master that sword technique in just one day?
Unable to bear it any longer, he quietly approached the two of them.
"Alright, you've passed the test. As agreed, I'll be leaving the mountain."
Can't I pay for it?
"Really! Thank you, Senior Wuhe!"
Fengling hugged Ruo Qingyan and exclaimed in surprise.
"Let me down first!"
Ruo Qingyan struggled...
As he left, Wuhe couldn't help but look back at the lush green mountains, feeling quite moved.
The wind chime then said:
"Senior Wuhe, rest assured, if you wish to return after rescuing Chiye, I will not keep you. You are free."
"Freedom...?"
Wu He shook his head with a wry smile:
"But I am already trapped in the past."
Upon hearing this, Fengling and Ruo Qingyan exchanged a glance. Wuhe didn't wait for them and continued flying forward, so the two quickly followed.
When they were leaving Ruojia's other world, the wind chimes were stopped again.
"Wait a minute, let me search you! I suspect you've taken some valuables!"
Fengling, with her fiery temper, almost grabbed her sword and challenged him to a duel to test her newly practiced swordsmanship.
Don't go too far, kid. I've been putting up with you for a long time.
Ruo Qingyan said softly:
"Don't worry, I kept an eye on him the whole time, he didn't take anything."
"Exactly! Besides, do you even know what your family's most precious possession is? You're searching for it right here."
The gatekeeper was dumbfounded:
"What? A demon-suppressing stele?"
"Pah! Your family's most precious..."
As she spoke, Fengling grinned and moved closer to Ruo Qingyan:
"Of course it's my baby!"
The words left everyone present speechless...
The gatekeeper's lips twitched violently. He glanced at the Holy Maiden and saw that the Holy Maiden, who was usually as pure and beautiful as a white lotus, was blushing like an apple and turned her head to the side. He knew just how embarrassed she was.
"Forget it, just leave. I can't stand you anymore."
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