Lingtai Pure Karma trembled, emitting a low and clear hum, as if shouting loudly.
The surrounding air beca distorted, like a calm water surface being disturbed, rippling out layer upon layer of colorless waves.
On the ancient bronze broken sword, cracks healed at a speed visible to the naked eye, specks of rust turned into powder and flaked off, and the ancient blade shone with a bright silver luster.
Seeing such an anomaly appear in Lingtai Pure Karma, Shui Shu Beast seed to rember sothing terrifying, its pair of bell-like eyes wide and round.
Imdiately after, as if its butt had been burned by a cigarette butt, it let out a howl of "Ow!", and with a whoosh, darted behind Hua Sang, trembling as if it had seen a ghost.
At the sa ti, the mont the entire body of Lingtai Pure Karma's sword turned silver-white, it suddenly vibrated violently as if about to fly out of hand, and then the vibration and humming stopped abruptly.
Lu Yibei glanced out of the corner of her eye at the Lingtai Pure Karma in her hand, her eyes widening slightly involuntarily.
In just a few seconds, the old broken sword seed to have completed a reforging, looking completely new, with a faint glow flowing on the blade, as if covered by a thin layer of mist.
The sharpest tip of the entire sword was nowhere to be found, leaving behind a jagged break, which beca the only flaw of this nearly perfect long sword.
Qingji watched Lu Yibei with a deep look for a few seconds, and smiled, "Great-grandson's wife..."
"Yes, please speak!" Lu Yibei and Hua Sang responded in unison, then exchanged glances, both blushed, and quickly averted their gaze.
"..." Qingji looked at Hua Sang, then looked at Lu Yibei, and after a few seconds of contemplation, said, "You've been cultivating with a remnant soul that carries my mories from when I was young?"
As the main body and fragnts of Lingtai Pure Karma resonated, he suddenly rembered many things and learned about many things he had never experienced before.
For example, he had another great-grandson nad Lu Yibei, and for example, his great-grandson's wife had been cultivating with a wisp of his remnant soul for a period of ti.
Hearing this, Lu Yibei's eyes lit up slightly, and she felt joy in her heart.
...
I knew it, even that guy Zhang Shuo could remain clear-headed under the erosion of Pink Fluffy Rabbit, rely having his actions restricted; the Ancestor could definitely do it too.
But, since he is clear-headed, why is he trying to stop ? Lu Yibei wondered, puzzled.
However.
Although she didn't know what Qingji was planning, seeing him converse with her so clearly and logically like this, her originally tense nerves relaxed a little.
Compared to a Qingji completely lost in madness, a Qingji who is thinking about sothing unknown...
Uh, seems quite terrifying too?
"Yes!" Lu Yibei answered frankly, and as she spoke, she put one hand behind her back and made a "keep moving forward" gesture to Hua Sang.
Although she had rarely won against Qingji in the past, over ti, she had long understood what thods he possessed.
She could still manage to hold Qingji off for a while.
Catching Lu Yibei's gesture and understanding her general intention, Hua Sang's pupils trembled slightly, she furrowed her brows, activated her Spiritual Energy, and stood ready.
She was waiting for an opportunity, waiting for the mont Qingji made a move on Lu Yibei, to charge forward with all her might!
----
Qingji also noticed Lu Yibei and Hua Sang's little actions, but paid them no mind.
He looked at Lu Yibei and said calmly, "That's truly regrettable. When I was young, my studies were already disorganized and my skills weren't refined, yet I went around teaching others. It was simply misleading people."
Qingji's words were not an act of humblebragging.
The skills he acquired under the "care" of his several Masters had significant problems, both in the thods of learning and their compatibility with each other, even going against common sense.
Even if he himself were to cultivate according to his past growth trajectory again, it would be a near-death experience, let alone others.
It was like a haphazardly stewed hodgepodge; perhaps it was accidentally delicious once, but the next ti might not be so lucky.
And now, Qingji, who has the mories of his youth, is doing almost exactly the sa things to Lu Yibei as his Masters did to him. If this continues, she will eventually be finished.
In fact, without that special illusion realm that could infinitely extend life, Lu Yibei probably wouldn't have lasted until now.
This also indirectly proves that Zhang Huainan's ergence from the many Da Chunyang Palace disciples tornted by Qingji, becoming the sect leader of a generation, was not accidental.
"Since that's the case, given your slight talent, I shall give you a lesson today!"
Hearing this, Lu Yibei finally understood what Qingji was thinking.
So the Ancestor wants to give guidance? Well, that's no different from usual!
It's just the difference between a monthly exam and the college entrance exam...
It's just an exam, it's not like anyone will die! Lu Yibei thought.
"A word of warning..." Qingji glanced out of the corner of his eye at Hu Chuan behind him, and said lightly, "Although that ghostly thing can't control my mind, I am still limited by him after all, so I might not be able to hold back. You'll have to be careful later."
He did indeed have the intention of testing Lu Yibei's skills and also wanted to help her correct the bad habits she had developed in her cultivation.
However, the Power of Yagn Nie is not to be underestimated, making it impossible for him to completely disobey.
At the very least, the command to fully intercept Lu Yibei is difficult to disobey.
However, whether he can ultimately stop her is another matter.
"If you don't want to die... then struggle with all your might!"
As his words fell, Qingji leaned forward slightly, adopting a ready stance like soone about to sprint towards Lu Yibei.
Seeing this, Hua Sang took a deep breath and charged forward with all her might. The next mont, a buzzing sound echoed behind her.
She couldn't look back, not even be distracted by the fight between Lu Yibei and Senior Qingji...
As long as Hu Chuan was dealt with, everything would end! Hua Sang thought, quickening her pace. In the blink of an eye, she arrived in front of that constantly wriggling pale mass of flesh.
----
Accompanied by the bursting hum in the air, Lu Yibei's vision went black, and that face stained with the aura of ti appeared before her.
Qingji grinned, his eyes and brows carrying a gentle warmth like a spring breeze, but the Spiritual Energy fluctuations surging around him were cold as iron, making one's heart tremble.
...
It seed like he didn't use any movent technique, just like a simple sprint, but the speed was much faster than before...
Could this be the legendary state of seamless integration, not being hindered by anything?
But how did he, that old man, manage to do it?
Lu Yibei stared at Qingji without blinking, trying to morize his trajectory and find the secret behind how he simplified complex movent techniques. Just then, countless predictive thoughts flashed through her mind.
【He severed your throat】
【He pierced your eyes blind】
【He shattered your ribs】
...
A massive amount of predictive thoughts, as dense as the "Congratulations on the Finale" comnts in the final episode of a popular ani's final season, flooded her mind.
There was clearly only one person and one sword in front of her, yet in that instant, Lu Yibei felt as if she was facing a thousand troops and ten thousand horses. In her astonishnt, she instinctively retreated.
When all the fatal attacks are predicted but there's no ti to react, it's better not to predict at all.
Or rather, be more straightforward and just give a 【Death】 character! Lu Yibei thought.
In this instant, she suddenly realized that people could indeed die in an "exam".
People can die playing cards, why not in an "exam"?
----
Not far away, the Shui Shu Beast, curled up in a ball, saw Lu Yibei's subconscious reaction and shook its large head.
Wrong, zero points, it's over!
Facing that guy, retreating will only give him opportunities to constantly exert pressure until you suffocate under the pressure.
At tis like this, charging forward with all your might to attack might actually allow you to resist for a little longer.
Don't ask how Shui Shu Beast knows this; its reaction used to be the sa as Lu Yibei's.
The result was that all its beautiful, soft golden mane was plucked bald, taken by Qingji to make a Miss happy, and it only grew back completely after more than ten years.
While thinking, Shui Shu Beast silently raised its front hoof and covered its eyes.
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It still quite liked the Miss Lu Yibei and couldn't bear to watch her be tortured by Qingji.
----
As the Shui Shu Beast had predicted, Lu Yibei's retreat was a completely wrong choice.
Her figure flew back, and before she had even created a ter of distance between herself and Qingji, Qingji had caught up to her with her sword.
Stepping forward, leaping, drawing the sword...
Although there were no strong Spiritual Energy fluctuations erupting, every movent was terrifyingly clean and precise, like the most sophisticated machine in the world, without the slightest deviation.
Lu Yibei, whose figure had not yet stabilized, had no ti to dodge again and could only raise her sword to et the attack head-on.
Thus, a roar erupted.
Sword qi whistled past her sides, roaring away and plowing two ters-deep trenches in the asphalt road.
Lu Yibei's feet sank into the ground, carving out two ters-long cracks, then lifted off the ground, flying backward like a kite with a broken string.
"..."
Was I so useless when I was young?
How did I teach such a "disciple"?
Unstable footwork, sword moves full of flaws, weak and powerless sword strikes... much more useless than that boy Zhang Huainan!
Qingji gazed at the vulnerable Lu Yibei, her brows slightly furrowed. She opened her mouth to offer so guidance but then noticed sothing unusual. The words on the tip of her tongue imdiately turned into a faint gasp.
"Huh? Is she..."
She saw that Lu Yibei's figure, as she flew backward, did not follow a straight line. Instead, she traced a winding arc, like a small boat tossed by the waves in a tide.
Seeing this scene, Qingji was stunned for two seconds. Imdiately after, she captured the Spiritual Energy bubbles floating in the air, which were almost undetectable by spiritual sense, and let out a wry smile.
"Heh, using the Body Double to change the landing position? I didn't expect her to have learned this move already. She's got so cleverness, but..."
She doesn't seem to have mastered it well enough?
If it were , I would adjust my figure and land there, or there... Qingji frowned, her gaze sweeping over the two places behind Lu Yibei that had obvious cover.
However, Lu Yibei's trajectory as she flew backward was extrely chaotic, with no discernible pattern, making her purpose unclear.
Imdiately after, just as Qingji was feeling puzzled, a scene that surprised everyone occurred.
After tracing a chaotic trajectory in mid-air, Lu Yibei landed next to the fallen Zhang Shuo.
Then.
The mont she stabilized her figure, she brought her sword back and thrust it at his throat!
"Pfft--!"
Accompanied by a muffled sound, blood splattered, transforming into swarms of Pink Fluffy Rabbits that scattered and fled.
Qingji, Shui Shu Beast. "..."
Feeling the thick liquid rolling and squirming in his throat, surging outward, the gradually weakening Zhang Shuo widened his eyes, and a string of question marks appeared in his mind.
"???"
He felt that he needed a reasonable explanation.
Even Hua Sang, who was researching how to deal with Hu Chuan in the distance, sensed the strange silence behind her, turned back for a look, and was montarily lost in thought.
What in the world is she doing? Wasn't she fighting Senior Qing Ji?
How did the sword end up in that guy's body?
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Zhang Shuo was very impressed with Lu Yibei's combat strength. Through Hu Chuan, he had seen glimpses of Lu Yibei fighting effortlessly amidst the siege of Secret Society mbers last night.
As for Qingji's strength on the other side, although Zhang Shuo had no prior knowledge, he was, after all, once an A rank Ling Neng Zhe. From Qingji's every move just now, he had caught so clues.
That Miss is strong, but that man is even more terrifying...
When these two started fighting, he had originally planned to watch quietly from the side, expecting a wonderful show. He had no idea he would be "accidentally injured."
Yes, it was an accidental injury, at least that's what Lu Yibei said.
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Zhang Shuo looked at Lu Yibei helplessly, waved his hand, and then silently moved his weakened body, putting a long distance between himself and Lu Yibei.
This explanation is sowhat reasonable and acceptable.
When strong people fight, it's inevitable to accidentally injure the innocent. Back when he fought enemies, many innocent people were also affected and died.
----
What a pity, I couldn't kill him with one sword!
Should I say that the pressure from Ancestor was too great, causing my sword to miss?
Or should I say, is it worthy of soone who was once an A rank Ling Neng Zhe?
As Lu Yibei was thinking, a fierce wind suddenly hit her face, and Qingji attacked again.
In the blink of an eye, terrifying air waves erupted, shooting out in all directions. The highway vibrated, emitting a low rumble like an earthquake, and bottomless cracks spread.
Lu Yibei's figure shot out from the dissipating thick fog, changing trajectory bizarrely several tis in mid-air. As she fell, the broken sword in her hand struck Zhang Shuo's chest squarely.
Then.
Her figure staggered, her body driving her arm, and her arm driving Lingtai Pure Karma, stirring it around in Zhang Shuo's body several tis.
"Pfft—cough cough—!"
Accompanied by violent coughing, Zhang Shuo's body twitched violently, and he spat out a large amount of Pink Fluffy Rabbits.
He looked at Lu Yibei with resentful eyes, squeezing out two words from between his teeth, "Accidental injury?"
"Uh..." Lu Yibei hesitated, then nodded, saying with certainty, "Yes, accidental injury."
"..." Not far away, Qingji hesitated, then her mouth twitched violently.
The first ti Lu Yibei flew towards Zhang Shuo and her sword blade brushed past Zhang Shuo's throat, he also thought it was just an "accidental injury."
But the second ti, he carefully observed the entire process, capturing all the details. He could be 100% sure that it was definitely not an accidental injury, but intentional!
Just as he was stunned, Lu Yibei raised Lingtai Pure Karma with both hands. Taking advantage of Zhang Shuo's relaxed vigilance, she stabbed him dozens of tis in less than half a minute with lightning speed, until his entire torso turned into a pile of rotten mud covered in Pink Fluffy Rabbits.
Then, under the gaze of Zhang Shuo's gradually dilating pupils, she said expressionlessly, "This ti, it wasn't an accidental injury."
After a pause, she added, "Really, I'm not lying to you, I promise!"
As she spoke, her eyes were even a hundred tis more innocent than when she had "accidentally injured" him just now.
"..."
You ♦ need to tell ?
Anyone with working eyes can see that this wasn't an accidental injury!
Hearing Lu Yibei's words, Zhang Shuo was overco with anger. His already severely injured body could no longer bear it and imdiately disintegrated, turning into three tattered items that fell to the ground with a "clatter."
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Lu Yibei stared at the three tattered items with cold eyes for a few seconds, kicked them away, then looked at Qingji, tidied her slightly ssy long hair, and slowly exhaled a Turbid air.
"Whew—! Ancestor, now I can fully display the results of my studies during this ti."
Qingji looked at the three items that had flown out, then looked at Lu Yibei, her face showing confusion.
"Perhaps you don't know, my father has passed away, and that guy just now was one of the murderers. Although he didn't show malice just now, I'm not at ease with him around," Lu Yibei explained.
Hearing this, Qingji was stunned for a mont, then nodded, and said calmly, "Reasonable."
"Shall we begin?" Lu Yibei tilted her head, probing.
"Mm!" Qingji replied.
The next mont, two figures shot towards each other, their swords colliding violently.
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