But, shall we have a sword fight?
Oh!
Not everyone is qualified to fight me with swords.
#The system with a sly smile: Ha! That's what you say when you can't win.
Linghu Lan (drawing her sword): I see that you have extraordinary talent and are very qualified to compete with me in swordsmanship.
system:……#
Linghu Lan composed herself, looked at Yinghua, smoothed her hair, and smiled slightly: "Today we won't be competing in swordsmanship. Where is this place?"
"You won't even fight me with your sword? Do you really despise me that much? Humph! I will definitely fight you with my sword today." Yinghua's eyebrows furrowed, and she thrust her sword at Linghu Lan.
Linghu Lan: "..."
Are you out of your mind? I may dislike you, but that has absolutely nothing to do with whether or not we're competing in swordsmanship.
However, Linghu Lan had no time to think further; the sword had already struck, and he had no choice but to fight.
Fortunately, Yinghua was very young at the time, with only the cultivation of a fourth-grade Spirit King. Linghu Lan nimbly dodged the attack by tilting her body to the side and laughed, "What kind of skill is it to compete with me in swordsmanship? If you're so capable, go and compete with my fiancé in swordsmanship!"
"You...you think I wouldn't dare to duel Liang Xiaobai? So what if he's a fifth-grade Spirit Master? I..."
Linghu Lan said calmly, "You're scared!"
Enraged, Yinghua raised her sword and thrust it at Linghu Lan. "Before I strike him, I'll kill you, you heartless and ungrateful wretch."
Linghu Lan: "..."
Destroying what you can't have—your view on love is utter garbage.
Linghu Lan ignored Yinghua and focused her consciousness to distort the dream. Suddenly, an elevator appeared under Yinghua's feet, carrying her straight down into the abyss.
Yinghua stared in horror at the thing that had suddenly appeared at her feet and cried out, "What is this thing?"
"Elevator, is it fun?" Linghu Lan stared into the abyss, and Yinghua, who was slowly falling into the abyss, also stared into her.
"An elevator?" Yinghua asked, her eyes full of questions.
Linghu Lan realized that Yinghua in her youth was probably still studying in the mountains and had never seen such a high-tech modern product as an elevator.
Yinghua seemed to have figured something out, and suddenly flew into a rage, "You slut, you actually learned Liang Xiaobai's Dream Illusion Technique! You're not a virtuous woman..."
Linghu Lan's eyes narrowed slightly. Even in the world of cultivation, there are chauvinistic men?
"accelerate!"
The elevator suddenly accelerated and plummeted.
"You dare!" Yinghua, who had just begun to adapt, suddenly felt her legs go weak again. She clung tightly to the elevator, afraid to move. The elevator grew smaller and smaller until it finally sank completely into an abyss.
Linghu Lan casually added a lid, sealing the abyss shut.
Before sealing it off, Yinghua's voice came from inside the cave: "You are so heartless today, don't blame me for being ruthless in the future."
"Before committing evil, bad people always find an excuse that the world has wronged them, as if this makes their evil deeds justifiable. They just don't dare to admit that they are the ones who are evil. I despise you!"
Linghu Lan raised her middle finger at the cave entrance, then turned around to look in the direction before continuing to walk inside.
After the fog dissipated.
What appeared before us was an apricot grove.
The melodious sound of the zither emanated from within.
Linghu Lan stood calmly outside the woods, listening to the music. The melody was melancholic and deeply moving. Such blatant flirting—the intention was obvious.
After a while, the music ended.
Yinghua emerged from behind a tree, carrying a zither. The flower tree, the zither, the white robes—a stunningly beautiful outfit, the perfect for flirting.
Linghu Lan couldn't help but sigh silently. To be able to reject a stunningly handsome man like Ying Hua, this junior sister must be no ordinary person. Or is Liang Xiaobai still more beautiful?
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