Ask someone else? That idea was really bad, so Yu Ling refused to take it. But he also wanted to go out for a stroll, so he cast a few cleaning spells on himself and used Thousand Illusions to change his clothes in one click right under the Demon Lord's nose. He dressed himself up neatly and smartly before stepping out of his room for the first time.
But Yu Ling had nowhere to go after leaving the house, so she wandered aimlessly around her master's territory. Just then, she saw a huge, empty martial arts arena next to her. Feeling itchy, she went up to practice her swordsmanship and took out the original owner's sword from her storage space and started swinging it.
His movements were extremely skillful. The familiarity and warmth this world brought him, coupled with the original owner's powerful physical cultivation at the moment, allowed Yu Ling to quickly get into the zone and immerse herself in the mysteries of swordsmanship.
How long has it been since he felt this powerful? Not everyone can handle the sense of loss in status. If it weren't for being reborn, why would Yu Ling be willing to follow the system around seeking survival? This is also why he can't help but give up every time.
This swordsmanship, seemingly chaotic yet profound, was unlike anything the Demon Lord had seen in years. The movements were elegant, captivating, and stylish, yet incredibly powerful, filled with a chilling killing intent. In terms of sheer presence, it was even more terrifying than the Demon Lord's own ruthless killing prowess, making it hard not to form some different opinions.
For example, the Demon Lord who quietly observed Yu Ling from within the wristband, from the first time he saw Yu Ling, he could see the cold indifference and aloofness in her eyes that showed she didn't care about anyone else.
At this moment, he once again became suspicious of Yu Ling's identity and was certain that she would fall into demonic ways someday. People who disregard life are often more terrifying than those who seem ruthless. He knew the Demon Lord so well because he himself was such a person.
Yu Ling had no idea that he had been given such high praise. In terms of swordsmanship, he was only 'ordinary' in this world, and no one could rival him. With the experience he had accumulated over his long life, he was much stronger than humans who needed to pass down their skills from generation to generation.
Perhaps because he had traveled to many worlds to complete missions, his knowledge had been greatly enriched, and his state of mind had been improved. As a result, his sword intent had also made new progress. With the movement of his sword, his killing intent was covered by layers of disguise, gradually transforming into a harmless appearance like that of a beginner.
"Tsk, little monster, it's a pity you don't cultivate demonic arts."
The Demon Lord watched with great interest, treating it like a performance. He was far inferior to Yu Ling in cultivation level, so he naturally didn't see Yu Ling as a threat. Their ages were different, and no matter how monstrous she was, Yu Ling couldn't catch up to him within a thousand or eight hundred years.
However, out of sight of Yu Ling and the Demon Lord, a man with a fair complexion and a cold, ethereal appearance, dressed in a white robe, silently appeared in the pavilion next to the martial arts arena. He quietly watched the figure wielding a sword and dancing, without a trace of emotion in his eyes.
"This swordsmanship is peculiar, but it looks somewhat familiar..." the man murmured. "That's right, I always find everything familiar, so there's no need to delve too deeply into it."
While practicing his swordsmanship, Yu Ling entered a rare state of enlightenment. He had never imagined that his swordsmanship would be so terrifying. Not only could it mix various sword intents, but it could also perfectly conceal the killing moves contained within. This level was comparable to his previous life when he was at his peak (referring only to the application of swordsmanship).
From dawn to dusk, and then to dawn again, Yu Ling finally emerged from her epiphany, feeling fulfilled and much better. She was interested in finding the protagonist, Chu Fan, to see if he had any extraordinary encounters to share, but she was quickly drawn to the white figure.
"When did he arrive?" Yu Ling wondered to herself, tapping the system in her mind.
"This person has been standing there since yesterday when the host was practicing swordsmanship, and still is now," the system replied immediately.
With the cold, expressionless face of Wuqingdao, Yu Ling's sword-wielding hand didn't move, yet the longsword had already vanished from his grasp. At his current level, everything could be a sword, and he no longer needed to pretend to be getting used to it.
Just as Yu Ling was about to go up and see who the person was to say hello, she felt a gentle breeze brush past her eyes. When she came to her senses again, the person was already standing about ten meters in front of her.
The moment Yu Ling saw the other person, he felt that the other person was extremely otherworldly and peerless, like an immortal. The beauty was a kind of beauty that was close to nature, without any human touch, yet he couldn't help but be amazed by it.
This person possessed an indescribable aura that emanated from his very bones, giving one the illusion of a sacred, ethereal being, one with heaven and earth. It was as if he were born an immortal, untouched by worldly desires, rather than a human cultivator with emotions and desires.
Judging from the aura alone, it was impossible to detect the other party's cultivation level.
"He's a big shot," Yu Ling thought.
Undeterred, he secretly scanned the other party's realm again with his divine sense, but found that he still couldn't sense it, so he gave up.
Well... why does this person look so familiar?
The moment the thought crossed her mind, Yu Ling's heart skipped a beat.
Suddenly, he was reminded of his old flame from a long, long time ago when he was still a tree spirit, and how he had a brief romance with her.
—The man who is jokingly referred to in the demon realm as "the descent of the Heavenly Dao".
They even have such similar temperaments, could it be...? But Yu Ling immediately rejected her guess. Whether human or immortal, their lifespans are far, far different from those of the mutated tree demon that lives almost as long as heaven and earth. Even true immortals in the immortal realm experience the five signs of decay.
He had lived for far too long, and that man had already perished long before he bound himself to the system. How could he still be alive now?
The ethereal white-clad man was also staring intently at Yu Ling, a strange emotion flickering in his eyes, which was quickly covered by layers of coldness.
Yu Ling couldn't understand it, but what he was certain of now was that even if he included his past life, he would never know the other party, and the other party would never know the original owner of the body he was currently wearing.
Relying on her human nature, she felt entitled to live among humans without fear, regardless of this person's background. She directly asked:
"Who are you...?"
"Si Beihan."
The man replied in a clear and melodious voice, like the sound of a flowing spring.
I heard that I seem to have taken on an apprentice.
But how come I, as the master, was the last in the entire sect to know about this?
Yuling: "......"
Huh? Who is he?
Si Beihan?!
Didn't the sect leader say that his nominal master is still in seclusion and won't emerge for at least three to five hundred years?!
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