Although Yue Feng is a genius, he is currently only an inner disciple. According to the sect's rules, inner disciples are not qualified to have a dedicated cultivation cave before they have reached a certain level of cultivation and status.
Pei Yuan, being the inner sect's sword master, held a prestigious position and possessed exceptional strength, which is why he had his own independent cave dwelling.
Zhao Ziyi spotted Yue Feng practicing his swordplay on the snow from afar.
Seeing Yue Feng dressed in a white outfit, his posture as upright as a pine tree, amidst the swirling snowflakes, he resembled a sword immortal who lived apart from the world.
Yue Feng's real age is only around forty or fifty years old, which is about the same as Qiao Qianshan's.
Unlike Qiao Qianshan, Yue Feng had a gentle face and an air of refinement between his brows, making people feel as if they were bathed in a spring breeze.
At this moment, he was practicing the Zhenyue Sword Technique with complete concentration, each move and stance strictly adhering to the rules, combining strength and gentleness.
Wherever the sword pointed, snowflakes were cut off and turned into tiny ice crystals.
The sword's momentum was sometimes like a towering mountain, steady and weighty, inspiring awe; at other times it was like a surging sea, vast and magnificent, with overwhelming power.
Zhao Ziyi stood quietly to the side, her eyes fixed on Yue Feng, without approaching him.
She knew Yue Feng's habits when practicing swordsmanship; once he was immersed in the art, he didn't want to be disturbed.
Watching Yue Feng's fluid swordsmanship, she couldn't help but think to herself, "My Zhenyue Sword Technique is indeed still lacking in essence. My second senior brother's swordsmanship is like a mountain entering the sea, combining strength and gentleness, with each move containing boundless power. If he were to fight Qiao Qianshan, with my second senior brother's strength, he would definitely be able to defeat Qiao Qianshan. It seems that I still haven't grasped the essence of the Zhenyue Sword Technique. I need to think about it carefully when I get back."
Zhao Ziyi secretly observed Yue Feng's swordsmanship and felt more and more that Yue Feng's swordsmanship was far superior to hers.
In Yue Feng's swordsmanship, every move contains a profound understanding of the way of the sword, and every action is just right, without the slightest superfluity.
She couldn't help but reflect on the scene of being humiliated by Qiao Qianshan just now, and realized that it was because her skills were not good enough and her understanding of the Zhenyue Sword Technique was not deep enough.
However, Zhao Ziyi has always been quite proud, even arrogant.
She felt that she had already achieved a very good level after only two months of practicing the Zhenyue Sword Technique.
"If I cultivate for a year or two, with my talent and hard work, I am confident that I can reach Yue Feng's level. When I meet Qiao Qianshan again, I will definitely teach him a lesson."
Zhao Ziyi's heart stirred.
However, Yue Feng seemed completely unaware that Zhao Ziyi had arrived, still immersed in his own world of swordsmanship, practicing with complete concentration.
As time went on, his swordsmanship became increasingly ferocious, with flashing sword shadows sweeping around like a storm.
The snowflakes, stirred by the sword energy, swirled and danced, almost completely obscuring Yue Feng's figure. All that could be seen was a vast expanse of white snow mist, with the sword light flickering erratically.
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the whirlwind-like sword light gradually subsided.
Yue Feng slowly sheathed his sword, the blade retracting with a crisp sound.
He exhaled a soft breath, a satisfied expression appearing on his face.
Only then did he notice Zhao Ziyi standing to the side. He was slightly taken aback, then smiled and asked, "Junior Sister Ziyi, you're here. Did you need something from me?"
"Second Senior Brother, how long until Master emerges from seclusion?"
Zhao Ziyi quickly stepped forward and asked.
"I told you last time, Master will need at least another month."
Yue Feng said, "Don't rush to kill Fang Han. Besides, Senior Brother has already dealt with this matter. I think Fang Han is already dead. Senior Brother is probably about to break through his cultivation realm, so he rushed into seclusion after returning without having time to explain the situation to you."
He felt that with Pei Yuan, the "Sword Master" of the inner sect, making a move, Fang Han was doomed. He wasn't worried at all that Fang Han could turn the tide. On the contrary, he felt that Zhao Ziyi was being a bit overreacting and too afraid of Fang Han, which was inconsistent with Zhao Ziyi's status as a genius of the sect.
"Second Senior Brother, today I went to the vicinity of the Sect Master's cave and saw something strange."
A hint of disappointment flashed in Zhao Ziyi's eyes, and then she said, "I discovered that Qiao Qianshan, the gatekeeper of the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, was actually shoveling snow on the mountain where the sect leader is located. Moreover, I fought with him and was actually defeated."
"Qiao Qianshan, guarding the gate of the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion? How is that possible? Although he is only an outer disciple of the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect, he does have talent for cultivation, especially in alchemy, where his talent is not low."
Yue Feng exclaimed in shock.
Over the years, he had been cultivating at the Dragon Abyss Sword Sect. He was unaware of what had happened at the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, but he knew Qiao Qianshan and always believed that Qiao Qianshan would at least become an inner disciple or even an elder in the future.
But now Zhao Ziyi actually said that Qiao Qianshan was guarding the gate of the Longyuan Sword Mansion, which was completely unexpected for him.
"That old dog Qiao Qianshan was injured while refining a special Foundation Establishment Pill for that good-for-nothing Fang Han. Later, he continued to refine pills for the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, which damaged his meridians and made him a cripple. Dean Meng Kai then made him a gatekeeper."
Zhao Ziyi was unaware that her words had already offended Yue Feng, and she continued to speak.
"Is that so?" Yue Feng felt a chill run down his spine.
“But now Qiao Qianshan has not only recovered his cultivation, but his realm is even higher than mine. I suspect that he secretly sneaked back to the Longyuan Sword Sect, and that he stole the sect’s cultivation techniques and sword manuals, because he is also using the Zhenyue Sword Technique.”
Zhao Ziyi continued.
"You were fighting near the sect leader's cave, and nobody came to stop you?"
Yue Feng was shocked.
Zhao Ziyi said that Qiao Qianshan is already a cripple, so even if Qiao Qianshan returns to Longyuan Sword Sect as quickly as possible, it will only take him two months at most.
In just two months, Qiao Qianshan went from a cripple to a Foundation Establishment expert; that's progressing way too fast.
Yue Feng was already somewhat suspicious that the sect leader knew that Qiao Qianshan had suffered unfair treatment in the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, so he personally guided Qiao Qianshan for a period of time, which was why Qiao Qianshan had made such rapid progress.
It seems that the sect leader will definitely punish those who humiliated Qiao Qianshan severely.
He felt that Zhao Ziyi might be affected.
Because he knew that Zhao Ziyi and Meng Kai, the dean of the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion, had an unusual relationship, and that Zhao Ziyi had likely humiliated Qiao Qianshan countless times.
"No one's in charge. I guess the sect leader is in seclusion and has shut down his five senses."
Zhao Ziyi said, "Senior brother, why don't you go and capture this Qiao Qianshan?"
"Going to arrest someone near the sect leader's cave? I advise you not to be so reckless."
Yue Feng said, "You're too impatient. If you have something to say, wait until Master comes out of seclusion before you report to him."
After saying that, he returned to his residence and continued his cultivation.
Zhao Ziyi felt depressed, but she quickly made a decision: to heal her injuries first, and then find an opportunity to report Fang Han's killing at the Dragon Abyss Sword Mansion to the sect leader or even the old sect leader.
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