Misty Cliff
A man and a woman are having a martial arts competition.
With a loud bang, the boulder behind the man suddenly exploded, shattering into countless fragments that flew in all directions.
Startled, the birds on Misty Cliff flapped their wings and flew into the sky.
As the rubble fell, suddenly, the woman's sword stopped 0.01 centimeters from the man's neck.
Seeing this,
The woman sheathed her sword, bowed, and said...
"I acknowledge my senior brother!"
"Amazing, amazing! Junior Sister Tingyu truly lives up to her reputation as a disciple of Master. In just ten years, she has mastered the Flowing Frost Winding Water Sword to such an extraordinary level."
"Senior brother, I admire you, I admire you."
The man stood up from the ground, a look of admiration on his face.
"Senior Brother He Huan, you're joking."
"If you were to use your full strength, senior brother, I would have been defeated by your sword within three moves," Wang Tingyu said modestly.
"Xiaoyu, you don't need to be modest!"
"In this duel, it wasn't that your senior brother intentionally let you win; rather, it was that you deliberately let your senior brother win!"
“If you hadn’t withdrawn your sword at the last moment, your sword would probably have already pierced your senior brother’s throat.”
An old man's voice came from behind.
"master!"
"Master!!" He Huan and the other looked in the direction of the voice.
All I saw was...
An old man dressed in white with a sword at his waist stood on a rock, his hands behind his back, watching He Huan and the other man's duel.
Upon hearing his master's words, He Huan unconsciously revealed a hint of embarrassment on his face.
Although he was reluctant to admit it, He Huan had no choice but to accept reality.
That is, Junior Sister can be said to be a martial arts prodigy who is rare in a thousand years. Since Junior Sister broke through to the Martial Artist Realm at the age of 16, she has only taken 10 years to break through to the Intermediate Martial Lord Realm.
He comprehended his own martial arts power.
The junior sister frequently accompanies her master on visits to various martial arts sects to compete and exchange skills. It can be said that among the younger generation, no one can rival her!
He Huan sighed inwardly as he thought about it.
"Xiaoyu, how many years have you been coming up the mountain?"
"In reply to Master, it has been more than twenty years."
"Yes, in the blink of an eye, twenty years have passed, and now you are invincible among the younger generation."
"Even within Suzhou, I'm afraid no one can rival you."
“Your father, Wang Long, sent you into the mountains for this very moment. Now that my promise to your father has been fulfilled, Xiaoyu, you may go down the mountain.”
Upon hearing Luo Gufei's words, Wang Tingyu couldn't help but look towards the faintly visible Suzhou City beyond the cliff, her heart filled with countless emotions.
"How are the brothers doing today?"
Is Father in good health?
"And the Wang family..."
Suddenly, a strong feeling of homesickness surged into Wang Tingyu's heart, and she felt a strange sadness.
"I have no way to repay my master's kindness!" Wang Tingyu knelt down in front of Luo Gufei with a thud.
Luo Gufei glanced at Wang Tingyu, and felt boundless affection for her.
He opened his mouth.
"Now, Xiaoyu, your Flowing Frost Winding Water Sword has reached the eighth move, the Moon Severing. This sword technique is only missing the last move, the Severing of Emotion, to be perfect."
"Come to the Misty Pavilion tonight, and I will personally teach you the final sword technique."
After saying this, Luo Feigu left Misty Cliff.
He Huan, standing to the side, was filled with envy. In fact, there was another reason for Xiao Yu's rapid progress: her master's serious favoritism.
He Huan was very jealous of Xiao Yu, but there was nothing he could do. No matter how hard he tried to cultivate, he could not gain his master's favor.
In the end, He Huan simply gave in and willingly became her junior sister's sparring partner.
Faced with overwhelming talent and extreme favoritism, He Huan was powerless.
Night falls.
Following her master's instructions, Wang Tingyu arrived at the Misty Pavilion, where she saw a round bed.
"Xiaoyu, you're here?" Luo Gufei looked Wang Tingyu up and down carefully when he saw her.
Wang Tingyu is no longer the green bud she was when she first came to the mountain; she is now a beautiful, vibrant white rose in full bloom.
All I saw was...
Wang Tingyu's eyebrows were like curved willow branches, her eyes like clear springs, and her fair oval face was as smooth as milk. Her slender neck was like a swan's, with beautiful and gentle curves.
Although Wang Tingyu was dressed in white, her mature figure was still evident beneath the fabric. Just standing before Luo Gufei, Wang Tingyu stirred his heart and filled him with boundless affection.
Luo Gufei said.
“Xiaoyu, do you know that a cultivator should refine his body, strengthen his foundation, rectify his mind, and comprehend the Tao?”
Wang Tingyu listened attentively to Luo Gufei, a look of eagerness for improvement on her face.
"The way of the Flowing Frost Winding Water Sword Technique is the way of ruthlessness; without ruthlessness, one is invincible."
"If you want to perfect the Nine Swords, you must sever your emotions."
"Master, please tell me a way to sever my emotions. I am willing to sever my emotions and cultivate swordsmanship, just to achieve the perfection of the Nine Swords."
Wang Yuting said.
Upon hearing Wang Yuting's words, Gu Luofei revealed a sinister smile, walked to Wang Yuting's side, and whispered.
After Gu Luofei finished speaking, Wang Yuting decisively untied the belt around her waist, took off her white clothes, and said to Gu Luofei without any shyness on her face.
"Please teach me the method to sever emotional ties, Master."
Looking at Wang Yuting's fair and delicate figure, Luo Gufei revealed a sinister smile.
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