“Today on the arena, that technique that shook the earth’s veins—did you comprehend it from the heavy sword?”
She walked over to the enormous black iron pillar and gently tapped it with her jade-like finger.
Clang…
The heavy sword emitted a low reverberation.
“Sort of.”
Lin Yue sidled over and stood side by side with her.
“A heavy sword has no edge; great skill appears clumsy. I’m a lazy person—I don’t like those flashy sword techniques. If a single hammer blow can solve it, I won’t move a second time.”
Chu Wanning turned her head and looked at Lin Yue, who was half a head taller than her.
Their distance was very close, so close that she could see the cynical smile in Lin Yue’s eyes.
“Your body is strange.”
She suddenly raised her hand and pressed it against Lin Yue’s chest.
Lin Yue: !!!
“Senior Sister, even though I’m handsome, isn’t the progress too fast?”
“Don’t move recklessly.”
Chu Wanning’s voice carried a hint of shy annoyance.
“Your meridians have been injured, but there’s an extremely strange and overbearing ‘Qi’ repairing itself. This power… it doesn’t resemble the righteous path.”
Before Lin Yue could explain, Chu Wanning’s “Great Avalanche Sword Intent” had already flowed through her palm and surged directly into Lin Yue’s body.
The extreme-cold spiritual energy collided with the Demonic Emperor’s true qi inside Lin Yue’s body in an instant.
“Hiss—so cold!”
Lin Yue shivered.
“Shut up, hold your breath and concentrate, follow my guidance.”
Chu Wanning’s brows furrowed slightly; she increased her spiritual power output, trying to suppress that violent “Qi” inside Lin Yue.
However, an accident occurred.
The jade token that had just been repaired in Lin Yue’s bosom suddenly sensed the collision of their spiritual powers.
The sword qi within the jade token and the demonic qi in Lin Yue’s body produced a strange resonance.
A dazzling green light burst from the point where they touched.
“Uh…”
Lin Yue felt his brain instantly shut down.
He discovered he had an illusion—he could feel Chu Wanning’s heartbeat.
Fast.
Very fast.
It didn’t seem like her cold exterior at all.
As for Chu Wanning, her delicate body trembled violently.
She felt a hot, tenacious, and wild consciousness forcibly break into her sea of consciousness.
It was Lin Yue’s “sense of taste” and “feelings.”
She smelled the scent on him that mixed sweat and sunlight.
She felt a trace of his impulse… to run away, born from the nervousness just now.
Even more, she felt an extremely subtle, man-to-woman… instinctive appreciation.
“Lin Yue! What did you do to me!”
Chu Wanning tried to withdraw her hand, but discovered that their spiritual powers had already been bonded together through the jade token.
It was like a pair of weights forced to lock on both ends of a balance scale.
“How would I know!”
Lin Yue was also dumbfounded, but he quickly realized that this was a side effect after the jade token was repaired.
“Maybe this jade token thinks we’re a good match and wants to tie a red thread for us?”
“How dare you make fun of me!”
Chu Wanning was so angry her face turned red.
Her face, originally like a ten-thousand-year iceberg, was now as if soaked in evening glow.
That breathtakingly shy beauty made Lin Yue a bit entranced.
“Senior Sister, to be fair, I’m at a disadvantage too.”
While struggling to control the demonic qi inside him, Lin Yue teased with a cheeky tone.
“Right now I can feel you cursing me as a bastard in your heart, and I also feel that you think my room is too messy and want to burn it down…”
“Shut up!”
Chu Wanning stamped her foot in urgency.
That aloof, cold demeanor evaporated completely.
Now she was more like a little girl whose secret had been discovered.
Because their spiritual powers were on the same frequency, Lin Yue now felt warm all over; it was the comfort of Chu Wanning’s extreme yin spiritual power being neutralized.
As for Chu Wanning, she felt hot all over; it was the Demonic Emperor’s domineering aura forcibly enhancing her physique.
“This state won’t last long.”
Taking advantage, Lin Yue grabbed Chu Wanning’s soft, boneless hand.
“Since we can’t separate, how about… you actually teach me a couple of moves? And while you’re at it, help me straighten out my meridians.”
Under the moonlight, Chu Wanning, though extremely unwilling, had no choice but to press tightly against Lin Yue’s back to avoid being scattered by his domineering spiritual power.
Her hands rested on Lin Yue’s shoulders, guiding the spiritual power to form a small cycle between them.
“The power of the heavy sword isn’t just in the waist.”
Her voice sounded in Lin Yue’s ear, her breath like orchid.
“You have to use intent. Your artistic conception is too crude; you only know how to smash, not how to vibrate.”
“Then teach me how to vibrate.”
Feeling that faint softness coming from his back, Lin Yue felt like he was floating.
This wasn’t training at all; it was a divine-level SPA.
“Watch closely.”
Chu Wanning held Lin Yue’s hand and guided him to grip the black iron heavy sword.
In that instant, the cold of the Great Avalanche Sword Intent and the heat of the Demonic Emperor’s true qi were simultaneously injected into the sword body.
The originally pitch-black heavy sword now had a faint purple-gold pattern appearing on its surface.
The air no longer vibrated, but produced a strange “contraction.”
Boom!
An old crooked-neck tree outside the house silently turned to dust.
It wasn’t shattered by force; it was disintegrated at the molecular level by that extreme pressure.
“This move is called ‘Frost Fall.'”
Due to exhaustion, Chu Wanning leaned softly against Lin Yue’s back.
Her breathing was somewhat rapid.
“Did you remember?”
“I remember. Senior Sister taught so well, I want to practice again next time.”
Lin Yue turned his head and happened to meet Chu Wanning’s sparkling eyes.
Their faces were less than three centimeters apart.
The air was so quiet they could hear each other’s breathing.
Chu Wanning looked at Lin Yue who was so close, originally wanting to push him away, but found herself somewhat captivated by this feeling of being enveloped by his presence.
This was a kind of “peace” she had never experienced except for killing and cultivation.
“Senior Brother! I’m back!”
“That monster on the cliff—I beat it into a pig’s head! Look what I picked!”
An extremely clear voice, carrying unmistakable excitement, rapidly approached from afar.
Chu Wanning’s expression drastically changed.
That iceberg-like cold pride instantly returned.
Her figure flickered, turning into an afterimage that vanished out the window.
Before leaving, she left behind only a shame-ridden and annoyed transmission that only Lin Yue could hear:
“In tomorrow’s top ten tournament, if you lose, I’ll bury you at the bottom of the Washing Sword Pool!”
Lin Yue looked at the empty room, touched the lingering warmth on his back, and let out a long sigh.
“Life really is a battlefield.”
The next second, An Xiaoxiao, covered in dust and mud, burst through the door.
She clutched a handful of rotten mushrooms that glowed with rainbow fluorescence, with several mud streaks on her face, yet she smiled like a child who had gotten candy.
“Senior Brother! Look! Moonlight mushrooms!”
She excitedly pounced toward Lin Yue.
“I’ll make you soup right now!”
Lin Yue looked at the pile of mushrooms that looked poisonous, and the corner of his mouth twitched.
“Xiao Xiao, how about… we wash your face first?”
An Xiaoxiao suddenly leaned in and sniffed.
Her eyes instantly narrowed, and a familiar, morbid vigilance resurfaced.
“Senior Brother, inside the room… there’s the scent of cold plum.”
She looked at Lin Yue, the pink string on her fingertip starting to twitch restlessly again.
“Has another sneaky cat slipped in while Xiao Xiao wasn’t home?”
Lin Yue raised his hands in surrender.
“I shouldn’t have asked for soup; I might as well just drink foot-washing water.”