Chapter 1161 Invincible
Zhang Chengxuan stood at the very back, head down, pondering how to tell Lord Wang later.
But to his surprise, Lord Wang, dressed in a white undergarment with a white cloth wrapped around his neck, led them to the backyard with a smile, saying that they should make do with staying there.
He couldn't help but think to himself, "The old saying in the martial arts world is indeed true: shamelessness makes one invincible."
Compared to his junior, he's still a bit lacking.
After settling into the Prince's mansion, they sat in the courtyard, looked at each other, and then burst into laughter.
"What do you call this? The most dangerous place is the safest place. We'll stay here in the mountains. If no one comes at night, we can rule out the possibility that Lord Wang hired someone to kill us."
Zhang Chengxuan disagreed with this statement.
"Not necessarily. Maybe he just doesn't want to disturb his family. After all, he had his wife and children move to the front yard so that we could stay."
Song Chunxue waved her hand, "That's not important. What's important is whether we should eat what they offer?"
“No, we can’t eat it,” Changyun said seriously. “The three of us will cook for ourselves. If they send us food, we won’t be able to protect ourselves from any poison.”
"What if their water is poisoned?"
Changyun patted his stomach, "I'm an alchemist, this kind of problem is no challenge for me."
"That's good. Settle in comfortably." Song Chunxue looked at Master Zhang. "Senior brother, shall we have a sparring session?"
"..." Zhang Chengxuan stared at her, startled. "Junior brother, you can't bully people just because you have two amazing swords. I..."
"Senior brother is also in seclusion, what are you afraid of?" Song Chunxue frowned. "It's just a friendly spar. Could it be that senior brother is afraid of losing to me and being too embarrassed?"
"Ah, I almost forgot, you were actually my first master. If I were to defeat you now, you'd lose face..."
"Alright, alright, let's have a spar, stop with the nonsense." Zhang Chengxuan couldn't resist the provocation. "Let's go, the Prince's mansion looks very big, and there's a garden in the back. Let's not damage their yard."
Song Chunxue followed behind him, picked up the Worry-Free Sword and twirled it around, "Senior brother, you're so long-winded now."
"..." Zhang Chengxuan almost couldn't catch his breath. His junior brother, who had just come out of seclusion, was too arrogant.
He wanted to see just how much progress she had made in the past year.
In the garden, one person held the Worry-Free Sword, and the other held the Azure Cloud Sword, standing opposite each other.
The three apprentices hid in the distance, forming a human pyramid, and watched with great interest.
"Ha! Master's sword moves are too fast, even my senior uncle can't keep up."
"The sword energy is so strong! Master's sword energy is always like this when he practices swordsmanship in the back mountain every day. No, it's even stronger now!"
For the next six months, Song Chunxue secluded herself in a cave for cultivation.
She stopped having her apprentice bring her meals.
Every day, she cooks for herself, keeping it as simple as possible.
They would occasionally buy some fresh meat and vegetables and leave them by the water for her to take herself.
"My goodness, my master's sliding step is so smooth and fluid. My master is being pushed back step by step and is almost unable to stand."
"Moreover, I think Master didn't use his full strength because he was afraid that Uncle-Master would lose too quickly."
"Tsk, although my master has also made rapid progress in the past year, and he has cut down all the bushes on the back mountain, he is not as fast as my uncle."
Song Chunxue's figure, imbued with sword intent, swirled wildly in the garden. Zhang Chengxuan used all his strength to defend himself, but in the end, his sword was pressed against his neck.
She smiled and said, "Senior brother, you're too kind. But you clearly didn't use your latest sword technique, that's not fair. Let's go again."
"Junior brother, let's take a break. I want to have some tea." Zhang Chengxuan rubbed the sweat from his palms. "I have sword practice with you tonight, what's the rush?"
He actually wanted to curse, because he was having a very hard time parrying his junior brother's sword moves.
The reason he didn't use the newly learned sword moves was because he knew that his new swordsmanship was not proficient enough, not fast enough, not decisive enough, and simply couldn't keep up with the pace.
She'll just laugh at me then.
It's really unpleasant to feel like you've been left behind by the younger generation.
He wanted his senior brother to save him.
"Alright, we'll see how things go tonight." Song Chunxue tossed Wuyou out, letting him play in the garden by himself.
"Go practice your skills, long wind and long clouds, don't slack off." She instructed as she walked, "I will check on you tonight."
"Yes, Master."
The wind and clouds darted away faster than mice, leaving Tudan standing there somewhat bewildered.
"Want to spar with me?"
Tu Dan'er immediately turned and ran, "I'm going to meditate and practice swordsmanship too."
Zhang Chengxuan shook his head with a smile, "You're too reckless now, look how scared the child is."
“There’s nothing I can do, the sword energy fills me up.” She looked up at the azure sky and suddenly felt a pang of sadness. “The day I achieve enlightenment on the path of ruthlessness, I will be even more arrogant.”
Zhang Chengxuan's smile faded. "How about... Fangyue's child is born, would you like to attend the 100-day celebration?"
"Where is Senior Sister Fangyue?" Song Chunxue slapped her forehead. "I almost forgot about that."
"She was in the capital, saying she wanted her child to be born under the emperor's nose, in the most prosperous and bustling place, and that she would hire a great Confucian scholar to teach him so he could become a simple scholar."
Song Chunxue smiled. "She gave birth to a boy?"
“The girl said she’ll come find you when the child is a little older and come with you to practice swordsmanship.”
"Practice swordsmanship with me?" Song Chunxue asked in alarm. "I don't want to mislead anyone."
"Hmph, don't give me that. I'm leaving my apprentice to you. I'm going out to buy a pot of wine."
"I'm going too!"
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