Chapter 94 Isn't my sister's house right here?
"Okay." She understood her father's concern for her and nodded in agreement.
Mu Yutian laughed, "As expected of my daughter, Mu Yutian's daughter. Back in the days when I was in the Supreme Palace..."
Uncle Guo interjected, "You're often away from the sect, so Jianjian is still closer to me. What's the use of blowing the Wushang Palace? Wasn't it that old man Mu who made you do it?"
"Pfft." Mu Jianjian couldn't help but laugh when she saw the two of them start bickering, but she was caught by their sudden gazes. She awkwardly touched her nose, "I—"
“Nannan, if you leave the sect first, it will only take five days. Haven’t you been saying you want to learn the Xuan Shuang Secret Technique? Then go with the Third Elder to Zhanqing Peak to cultivate.”
She shouldn't have laughed out loud!
Despite her strong emotional resistance, Mu Jianjian still followed the Third Elder to Zhanqing Peak and began a five-day grueling training session.
Zhanqing Peak is situated at a high and precipitous location. Beside a steep stone staircase stands a bamboo grove, serving as a place for cultivation. From a distance, it resembles jade, and also acts as a natural barrier, isolating people from worldly affairs.
The Third Elder summoned Song Yin to practice with Mu Jianjian, giving her a serious and earnest lecture.
"Your eye technique took too long to release." After a long fight, the Third Elder looked at Mu Jianjian, who was already panting heavily, and said slowly.
Such a long release of secret techniques is too easy to expose weaknesses to the enemy. If you have more people than enemies, you can buy time to make up for it. But in a real life-or-death situation, how can you be so lucky?
Mu Jianjian gripped the hairpin tightly, but she did not succumb to despair despite the Third Elder's repeated blows. With clear eyes, she said, "Again."
She thought her speed was already fast for her level, but she didn't expect it to be so bad. However, she would get faster and faster.
Suddenly, she remembered what her father had told her a few days ago about the key points of the Xuan Shuang Secret Technique: "concealment" and "attack." What would happen if the secret technique were combined with the pupil technique?
Mu Jianjian looked up at Song Yin's incoming true energy, took a deep breath, and slowly closed her eyes in the face of the attack.
The surrounding true energy spread out layer by layer like an open fan, and in the instant it gently surged, the girl's figure disappeared.
Song Yin focused his mind and easily saw through the girl's trick.
Isn't this the concealed aura of the first level of the Profound Frost Secret Technique? It won't have any effect on him.
Even with these thoughts in mind, Song Yin remained vigilant. He channeled his inner energy to seal off and enclose the space, locking down the girl's location like a whirlwind.
Just as he was about to deliver a fatal blow, a cold object touched his neck.
"Senior Brother Song, you flatter me." Mu Jianjian smiled at Song Yin, who turned his head in surprise.
Her voice, though breathless, was clear and melodious, just like the girl's bright eyes.
The Third Elder's eyes flashed with admiration. Was this a fusion of the Mystic Frost Technique and the Eye Technique, combining concealment with the timing of the Eye Technique's activation?
The control over the surrounding internal energy requires exceptionally high skill; to be able to comprehend it in a short time and perfectly control it...
The Third Elder said nothing more and turned to leave. He knew that the outcome of this battle was already decided and there was no need to watch any longer.
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The night was warm and serene, with twinkling stars dotting the dark backdrop. The bright moonlight cast a silvery glow on the houses, and a gentle breeze brought a sense of coolness and tranquility.
In the peaceful and quiet night, only a faint sound came from a figure on the rooftop.
[Host, we're leaving tomorrow, are you sure you don't want to get a good night's sleep tonight...?] The system looked at Mu Jianjian, who was still munching on roast duck, and said helplessly.
“What kind of cultivator sleeps? Cultivators cultivate and rest at the same time, okay?” Mu Jianjian chewed on roast duck and didn’t forget to retort, “I just can’t sleep.”
[So you suddenly went to the kitchen in the middle of the night to make roast duck, and then came here to look at the moon?] The system expressed its incomprehension.
Mu Jianjian softly said "Hai," swallowed the roast duck in her mouth, and even used her real voice to express her feelings, "I raise my head to gaze at the bright moon, and lower my head to think of my hometown."
She misses home.
Mu Jianjian spoke each word clearly, but when she finished the last word, there was no response from her. There was no laughter from her best friend Tang Ruan as she recited poetry nonsensically; only the comforting voice of the system in her mind.
And then, the sound of footsteps suddenly appearing behind them.
Mu Jianjian suddenly turned her head and saw that the young man was not wearing a veil, which was rare for him, and his heterochromatic eyes were quietly looking at her.
Linghu Zhuoyu wore a white and light gray double-sided brocade robe with a dark gray belt with gold patterns around his waist. His black hair flowed freely, and he was tall and slender. His sword-like eyebrows carried a youthful vigor, but his heterochromatic eyes held other emotions. The two blended together without appearing abrupt, adding to his mystery.
"Does Sister miss home?" Linghu Zhuoyu enveloped herself in a somber aura, her voice low and tinged with confusion. "But isn't Sister's home right here?"
He sat down next to the girl, turned to meet the stunned person's gaze, and did not back down, even leaning forward slightly.
He recalled the information he had gathered after leaving the secret realm.
Mu Jianjian, the eldest daughter of the Xuan Shuang Sect, is a good-for-nothing, shameless, spoiled, and willful. He once thought that his sister was just someone with the same name as this person, until someone gave him a portrait of Mu Jianjian.
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