Upon hearing this, the disciples of the Flower Cage Sect burst into laughter, taunting with all kinds of jesting words: "Yes, young lord, the wine is already ward up here. But... it’s ward with my mouth. Little heroine, co over quickly, and I’ll feed you a drink."
"There’s a saying that a spring night’s worth is beyond gold, but tonight is a winter’s night, logically worth three levels higher than a spring’s, even priceless beyond tens of thousands. Our eting tonight makes us a couple; co, call husband."
The Flower Cage Sect has the "Thirty-Six Techniques to Provoke Flowers." This is the way of the heretical sects, recording strategies to provoke won’s anger. When capturing won, first use language to disrupt their mood and disturb their composure, thus increasing success rates.
This move is always effective; young won, with little experience, have no reason not to be angered upon hearing such words. Nangong Liuli and Bian Qiaoqiao have suffered from this. Ji Hui’s face turned blue then white, trembling with fury, suddenly striking out with her sword.
Disciples of the print flower sect, ’Wei Ze’ was the first to bear the brunt, with the sword’s point directing its sharp edge at him. He was over forty years old, yet if discussing martial arts prowess, he was no match for Ji Hui alone. He grinned cheekily and sidestepped to avoid.
This sword pierced the tables and chairs. Ji Hui’s wrist shook, and with a "crack," the table shattered into pieces. Seeing her sword missing, she turned and struck a second ti, the sword poised gracefully, yet due to her angry mood, harbored a hint of ferocity and ruthlessness. It was even more cunning.
Yet its power was less than usual. Wei Ze’s expression changed and he was about to dodge when he suddenly felt a pain in his chest; besides being struck by the sword, he’d already been hurt. Wei Ze flew back in astonishnt, crashing into another table, his entire body shaking, face alternating between blue and red.
At first glance... Ji Hui’s second strike seed cunning with its angle, a blow that wouldn’t feel satisfying unless it hit a person, it actually hid another intent. This move seed like a sword strike, but actually utilized the sword body to play the "Ethereal Immortal Sound". The Ethereal Immortal Sound starts from the spinal bone, bones clashing, eventually transmitting the lody to the sword body, a sword with a body of three feet six inches, nad "Blood Exquisite," containing 3621 tiny holes within.
The Ethereal Immortal Sound resonated within the sword body, causing it to tremble. The invisible sound transmitted from the tiny holes within the sword, resonating with the enemy’s chest cavity, causing internal and external injury.
This move has reality within illusion and illusion within reality. It is an exceptionally skillful use of Ethereal Immortal Sound. Only Li Xian and Tang Feng present could discern the reason.
Ji Hui raised her brows in satisfaction, under no leniency with her advantage, flicking her longsword towards several wooden tables. Wei Ze raised his hands to defend, his palms striking consecutively on the tables and chairs, which instantly scattered in fragnts. He rolled up to engage in combat with Ji Hui.
After more rounds, Wei Ze felt profoundly overwheld, in dire straits. Ji Hui said, "Try taking advantage of your aunt! Hmph, taste a sword from your aunt." What seed like one sword was actually four consecutive strikes.
She was provoked to anger. Her sword strikes decisive, hiding murderous intent. Wei Ze faced an insurmountable challenge, and suddenly seven people sprang forth around, joining the battle, shouting, "Brother Ze, we are here to help you!"
Ji Hui observed their movents, discerning their diocre martial arts skills, contemptuously laughing: "re chickens and dogs, even if there are more, what good is it!"
With a sweeping strike, she wielded powerful inner energy. Those seven scattered like birds, spreading to different positions, faintly forming a surrounding stance. Ji Hui was utterly unaware she had fallen into the "Lingering Turning Array."
This Lingering Turning Array is composed of "seven people." Ji Hui brandished her sword with might, wanting to fight more when she suddenly felt her clothing tugged from behind, leading her back to Daoist Jing Chun’s side.
That elegant daoist woman, Jing Chun Daoist, said, "Hui’Er, refrain from being rude. Though they speak without respect, Jianghu encompasses myriad people, how can everything go your way? You acted fiercely just now, is this how I usually teach you?"
Ji Hui hurriedly retracted her sword, saying, "Master, I was wrong. This disciple only..."
Jing Chun Daoist said, "Go apologize to them." Wang Long spoke, "Master, this..."
Ji Hui’s eyes brimd red but still obeyed the order, went to bow and apologize. Jing Chun Daoist turned to Tang Feng, saying, "We are staying for one night, leaving tomorrow, I apologize for the intrusion."
Tang Feng smiled, "No problem. Shopkeeper, let cover the al and wine for these three."
Jing Chun Daoist shook her head, "Not necessary." She led Wang Long, Ji Hui to sit at an empty table, ordered plain soup and porridge, casually eating and drinking, then retired to the rooms.
Returning to the room. Ji Hui noticed Jing Chun Daoist’s face calm. She knew her master always maintained composure, barely revealing joy or anger, thus proactively apologizing.
Jing Chun Daoist shook her head, "Hui’Er, you did nothing wrong." Wang Long said, "Ah, Master, then why did you..."
Jing Chun Daoist said, "What I did was to make them lower their guard. If I’m not mistaken, this group... should be disciples of the Flower Cage Sect."
Ji Hui and Wang Long exchanged looks, their hearts alert, asking in unison, "Master, what should we do?"
Jing Chun Daoist, face immaculate, opened her lips and spoke: "Such bandits, wreaking havoc in the world. Naturally, we should figure out a way to annihilate them."
"Leave none alive!"
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