Splash—
Splash—
It sounded like splashing water, and it was quite loud.
A soft, gentle laugh rang out; it was a woman's melodious laughter.
Gan Xiuming had spent every day with Tu Longjian, and he immediately recognized Tu Longjian's voice. It sounded different from when he was with him; it seemed to have a sense of relief.
Are you in such a relaxed mood? Gan Xiuming smiled slightly, wondering why Chunxiang's voice was coming from the Fire Bell.
It might be a sound recording, or perhaps Chunxiang secretly hid a Fire Bell. The two of them each held one, making a pair, and could hear each other's voices. However, the sound transmission function seemed to be somewhat intermittent, and the sound wasn't very clear.
As for why Chunxiang didn't contact him through this treasure after she disappeared in the Lingxu Ancient Realm, Gan Xiuming imagined that Chunxiang had forgotten to bring it in the cave.
Just as he was about to call out to her, Gan Xiuming suddenly stopped, listening to the continuous splashing of water. Could it be that Chunxiang was taking a bath?
He wiped away the blood from the side of his nose and wisely decided to keep quiet. He would wait until Chunxiang finished bathing before calling her, so as not to startle her.
Just as he had calmed down, a deep male voice suddenly came from the fire bell, startling Gan Xiuming so much that he jumped up.
His face was pale as he stared in disbelief at the fire bell in his hand. He moved it away from his ear and listened again. Perhaps he had misheard? How could Chunxiang betray him?
However, the voice that came this time shattered his hopes. The male voice was clear and pleasant, and although it sounded so aloof, it suddenly chuckled softly.
"I'm glad you like it."
These words put Gan Xiuming's heart in turmoil. He gripped the Fire Bell tightly, wishing he could appear before them, but he was enveloped by the darkness of the Cliff of Contemplation and could only helplessly listen to everything that was happening.
...
"Junior sister, it's time to change your clothes."
"Senior brother... change... to the moon-white robe I gave you... it looks extremely beautiful."
...
Another burst of rapid breathing followed.
Not long after, the male voice rang out again, sounding very refreshed: "...It's been a long time since I've felt this relaxed."
Gan Xiuming slumped to the ground, his heart ashen. For a moment, he almost wanted to crush the evil bell in his hand so that he could pretend that nothing had happened. But then he remembered that it was a gift from Tu Longjian and couldn't bear to part with it. He could only look dejectedly into the darkness.
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at the same time.
In the still lake of Xufeng, Tu Longjian walked along the bottom of the lake with a long sword that was entirely crystal clear in her hand. Suddenly, she split the water and created some sound waves.
"Thank you for the Azure Water Sword, Senior Brother. This sword can enhance the wielder's water resistance, allowing them to walk underwater without breathing. Its power underwater will also be greatly increased. It is truly an excellent water-attribute spiritual treasure."
"Huh, wait a minute, it's actually a true spiritual treasure." Tu Longjian was somewhat surprised. Even though he had guessed that the senior brother in front of him was a Nascent Soul cultivator, it was too generous of him to offer a true spiritual treasure. She had only just entered the Golden Core stage.
"I'm glad you like it." Song Liqing stood straight by the lake, her face still cold and aloof, but with a hint of a smile that she herself didn't realize.
Tu Longjian smiled gently, and a breeze flowed quietly between the two of them.
Song Liqing's gaze fell on Tu Longjian's red robes, and she raised an eyebrow slightly. "Junior Sister, you've changed your clothes?"
Because they didn't talk often, his tone was flat and indifferent. Although it was a question, it didn't sound like an inquiry; it sounded more like a statement.
"Didn't you also change into the moon-white robe I gave you, Senior Brother? I once said that you would look extremely handsome in white, and it's true."
Tu Longjian looked Song Liqing up and down. He saw that Song Liqing was tall and slender, dressed in white, and looked like a fairy.
"Is that so?" Song Liqing's ears turned slightly red, and he nervously clenched the hem of his clothes. He thought to himself, "Luckily, I changed out of my gray clothes before coming to see my junior sister. I was afraid of damaging them when I went on missions before, so I didn't dare to wear them."
"I heard from my master that my eldest brother is a genius in the art of swordsmanship. I wonder if we could have a friendly spar?"
A hint of eagerness flashed in Tu Longjian's eyes. She had only recently broken through to the Golden Core stage and was not yet fully aware of how much her strength had improved.
He could probably exchange two or three blows with a Nascent Soul cultivator.
A hint of surprise flashed in Song Liqing's eyes. "You want to have a sword duel with me?"
He looked at Tu Longjian with some difficulty, "I'm afraid of hurting my junior sister."
"Does Senior Brother look down on me? Since you gave me the Azure Water Sword, how can I not put it to practice?" Tu Longjian held the sword in front of his chest and struck a beautiful opening sword move.
Seeing her like this, Song Liqing felt a surge of fighting spirit. He suppressed his cultivation to the early stage of the Golden Core realm and began to fight Tu Longjian.
His swordplay was extremely beautiful, just like his personality—straightforward and sharp, his sword energy like a rainbow piercing the sun, slashing straight at Tu Longjian.
Tu Longjian quickly dodged. Her movements were as swift as lightning, deftly avoiding the sword strikes. Her sword moved with her body, unlike Song Liqing's sword that could respond to any situation with a single strike. Her sword moves were like a rainbow scattering across the sky, ever-changing and extremely agile.
Inspired by her study of the art of array flags, she combined its unpredictable nature with her sword techniques, making her sword moves equally difficult to predict.
A look of amazement flashed in Song Liqing's eyes. He hadn't expected his junior sister to be so talented in swordsmanship. Not only did she dodge his first sword strike, but she also displayed such an ingenious sword move. Judging from the level of mastery she displayed, it must have been her own creation.
He was stunned for a fraction of a second before he managed to dodge the phantom sword that suddenly appeared in front of him, a strand of his hair being weakened and falling to the ground.
Song Liqing's previously relaxed demeanor finally turned serious, a hint of excitement flashing across her face, and her sword strikes became even more ferocious.
After all, there was a difference in their levels of skill and understanding of swordsmanship. Tu Longjian began to fall behind and was struggling to keep up, but Song Liqing was relentlessly pursuing him, seemingly having his fighting spirit ignited by the sword fanatic.
Sometimes, even when she could clearly win, he would suddenly stop, wait for Tu Longjian to rest for a moment, and then chase after her again, forcing her to draw her sword to fight once more.
Song Liqing's moves, which started out simple and clear, became increasingly complex, making her somewhat dizzy.
After a few rounds, Tu Longjian realized that her seemingly cold but warm-hearted senior brother was teaching her sword techniques. A warm feeling welled up in her heart, and she observed intently, afraid of missing even the slightest detail.
Soon, she displayed her photographic memory and managed to replicate many sword moves almost perfectly.
The two fought fiercely, until Tu Longjian was defeated due to exhaustion.
Tu Longjian lay down on a large rock by the stream without any regard for his image. Song Liqing took off her outer garment and spread it on the rock for her to lie on so as not to get her clothes dirty, while she sat upright beside her.
Tu Longjian was panting heavily, his mind completely blank.
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