Ye Xiruo herself had no idea what was happening. Every inch of her flesh was being torn apart and then reassembled.
The Azure Yang True Qi continuously repaired the injuries in her body. Countless tiny, holy golden rays of light emanated from her body and merged into the Azure Yang True Qi. After circulating through her body, the Azure Yang True Qi gradually turned into a golden hue, and finally became an incomparably noble azure-gold color.
At the same time, on Tianjian Peak, Xiu Qiyu, who was practicing swordsmanship, suddenly unleashed a dazzling sword aura.
"Such pure sword energy!" A hint of amazement flashed in Master Zhang Hua's half-closed eyes.
This power, this vibrant power, comes from the little leaves.
Didn't Xiao Yezi just break through? How could she break through again? What exactly happened?
The sword light in Xiu Qiyu's hand never stopped, and the sword energy around him was rampant, with countless sword energies surrounding his snow-white figure.
Xiu Qiyu continued practicing her swordsmanship meticulously, one move at a time, until the power within her body gradually dissipated and the sword energy on the blade returned to its original state.
The Shadowless Sword vanished instantly from Xiu Qiyu's palm.
Although, on the surface, Xiu Qiyu appeared no different from before, as if everything that had just happened was just an illusion, Xiu Qiyu himself knew very well that the power had been forcibly integrated into his bloodline and transformed into a part of his strength. This power had increased his sword energy by at least one-fifth.
"congratulations."
Xiu Qiyu did not turn around. Standing behind him was none other than Master Zhang Hua.
"Disciple greets Master. Master is too kind. It was just a fleeting feeling."
"Be humble and polite, neither arrogant nor impatient."
"Master is too kind."
"Speaking of which, you've been at Tianjian Peak for almost a month now."
"Yes, Tianjian Peak is very nice, I like it very much."
"I'm glad you like it."
"Master, I have something to ask you to instruct me on."
"What is it?"
"This disciple wishes to visit the Righteousness Pavilion to see my personal alchemist. I have been thinking of him since our hasty parting last time."
"Go on, go on, young man in love."
"Hahahaha, that's so insightful." When Sang Yu's devilish laughter rang out, Xiu Qiyu was completely bewildered.
Of all the people on Tianjian Peak, the most difficult to please is this young lady, Sang Yu.
The eldest brother was quiet and focused on cultivation. Apart from having a particular fondness for brooms, he had no other demands.
The story of Third Senior Sister's embroidery needle is somewhat poignant. Her silk thread wasn't ordinary; it was made from century-old celestial silkworm silk, refined through special processes. He had been tricked by Sang Yu and had gone down the mountain to buy ordinary, multicolored silk thread. That's when he met Third Senior Sister's half-smiling eyes and the fleeting, cold glint in her fingertips.
Immediately afterwards, Xiu Qiyu was bound like a rice dumpling by countless shimmering, cold threads, and then dragged directly in front of her by her third senior sister. A silver needle, gleaming with a cold light, suddenly appeared before him.
"Your face is truly flawless. I wonder what a beautiful scene it would be to paint on it."
Xiu Qiyu was completely taken aback: "Third Senior Sister, you're joking."
"How can these ordinary silk threads be immortal, don't you think?"
"I was wrong, I won't do it again next time."
"Where did you go wrong? These silk threads are brightly colored, perfect for your skin tone."
"Senior sister is joking."
He was going to be screwed over by Sang Yu. That girl was definitely doing it on purpose. She knew perfectly well that Third Senior Sister hated these ordinary silk threads the most, yet she still encouraged him to buy so many. How was he going to handle this?
Countless silver needles pierced through Xiu Qiyu's body with lightning speed, instantly shattering the silk threads on his body into countless loose ends that scattered in all directions.
Was Xiu Qiyu truly unharmed? Looking at her clothes, which were slashed beyond recognition, and the wounds pierced by silver needles, Xiu Qiyu felt like crying but had no tears.
"Remember, if there's a next time, these silver needles will be aimed at your face."
"Please rest assured, Third Senior Sister, it will definitely not happen again."
That face is finally saved; Third Senior Sister's eyes were definitely serious.
Among the senior brothers and sisters, the fourth senior brother, Qin Wu, was the quietest. He was without desires and ambitions, and every day he would hold his guqin, sit cross-legged under a tree and play the guqin, like an immortal who was not detached from worldly affairs.
The only requirement was that since we were there, we should sit down and listen, and then we would listen for several days.
Throughout Tianjian Peak, apart from Master and Sangyu, the person everyone least wanted to see was Qin Wu.
Fifth Senior Brother is a battle maniac; he never stops fighting until he dies.
This is a true reflection of the fifth senior brother. Of course, fighting with the eldest senior brother would ultimately result in being abused. The third senior sister's embroidery needle would make him question his existence. Like the immortal, the fourth senior brother had no desire to fight at all. As for the junior sister, there was no need to even think about it; how could he possibly bring himself to do it?
If the junior sister is really hurt, the three senior brothers and sisters in front will definitely kill her without mercy.
So now that Xiu Qiyu has arrived, the happiest person is none other than Nie Feng, who has finally found the feeling of fighting again.
Therefore, every time Xiu Qiyu saw Nie Feng, their conversation was always like this.
"Junior brother, come and fight with me for a while."
"Fifth Senior Brother, how about next time?"
"No, whatever you have to do, finish the game with me first."
In the end, even if Xiu Qiyu didn't want to fight, he was forced to. Each time, the result was that he was severely beaten.
Then, he gave Nie Feng the illusion that his power had greatly increased, and then continued to fight Qin Wu, Fei Yue, and Jue Chen. In the end, he was beaten to tears and had to be carried back.
When they arrived at Sangyu's place, nothing happened, except for the spirit wine.
"Where is the spirit wine?"
"It's gone."
"How could there not be?"
"You've drunk it all."
Sang Yu looked innocent and naive: "How could I have drunk it? You clearly drank it secretly by yourself."
Upon seeing Sang Yu, Xiu Qiyu's expression immediately changed.
"Why are you here?"
"Congratulations, junior brother, on your improved strength."
"Thank you, Sixth Senior Sister."
Are you going to the Haoqi Pavilion?
"good."
"I'll go with you. Maybe a cute alchemist will want to be with me?"
"Be careful you don't scare them away." Zhang Huazhen didn't hold back in pouring cold water on Sang Yu's head.
"master--"
Sang Yu tugged at Zhang Hua Zhenren's sleeve and said coquettishly, "Master, please let me go with you. Junior Brother is weak and alone, and he is so handsome. I'm afraid he will be bullied."
"Don't worry, I will bring back the spirit wine for you."
"Junior brother, I will protect you."
"Thank you for your kindness, junior sister, but I don't want to attract too much attention."
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