Mini World Game ConsoleEvil Dragon Crazy Soldier King Chapter 1752 - 1753: Qing Xu Heavenly Secrets

Yang Fei's heart stirred.

He hadn't seen Liu Chan for a long ti.

Thinking of this graceful and gentle little girl, Yang Fei recalled the peculiar sword mark on her back.

"I've just returned to Yannan, how have you been lately?"

Liu Chan's voice was noticeably choked up.

"I'm fine, it's just, I miss Master so much."

Yang Fei nodded.

"Where are you? I'll co over now to check your progress in the Martial Arts Realm."

The little girl imdiately cheered, rejoicing.

"That's great, Master, I'm waiting for you in the apartnt."

Yang Fei, after greeting Lin Xueyi, drove off in a hurry with his Humr.

In Liu Chan's single apartnt, Liu Chan was awkwardly applying makeup in front of a large dressing mirror.

She dabbed on so lip gloss and defined her eyebrows a bit.

Then, feeling bashful, she murmured to herself.

"Will Master like like this? No, no."

She hesitated, and finally wiped off the makeup.

Yet, seeing her plain reflection in the dressing mirror, Liu Chan felt unsure again.

"But, with so many won around Master, how could he even glance at soone as plain as ?"

She lightly darkened her eyebrows with the brow pencil in her hand.

She bit her glossy lips and applied a bit of face powder to her cheeks.

This made Liu Chan's skin appear even more radiant and rosy.

Liu Chan kept putting on and taking off her makeup.

She fussed for a good half an hour before she was even slightly satisfied.

Suddenly, she glanced at the Patek Philippe watch on her wrist, startled.

"Oh no, Master should be arriving soon, and I haven't even changed clothes yet!"

Having weathered a year of trials, Liu Chan had beco an unmistakable professional elite.

She carried herself with calm composure and an air of a leader.

Yet Yang Fei's arrival threw Liu Chan into disarray and flustered her heart.

At that mont, a voice sighed softly, with a hint of desolation.

"What is love in this world, that it makes life and death irrelevant?"

"Even the successor of the Heavenly Secret Sword is trapped by the web of emotions."

Liu Chan was startled and turned her head to look.

On the apartnt balcony sat a man in a white shirt and trousers, lazily perched there.

He looked ordinary, yet his noble aura was as natural as an emperor's.

Strangely, beneath this noble and cultured deanor was an irrepressible aura of desolation that hit one directly.

Having such an unexpected person on her balcony, Liu Chan tensed up completely.

"Who are you, and why are you here?"

The man's long legs dangled over the balcony edge, swinging back and forth with a slight smile.

"Qing Xu Heavenly Secrets rge, Ten Thousand Swords Peak descends, you are my fate, and I am yours."

Listening to his strange words, the Essence Qi within Liu Chan's body surged violently.

A faint white smoke puffed from the Niwan Palace atop her head.

"Who exactly are you? If you don't explain, don't bla for being rude."

Though Liu Chan wasn't skilled in life-and-death combat, she lived on the edge in the virtual Martial God Space.

Her Martial Will was already extrely strong.

The man chuckled, stood up, blocking the balcony's sunlight, and looked at Liu Chan intently.

"I am Jian Xu. After wandering the world for so many years, I've finally found you with the guidance of the Qing Xu Sword."

Liu Chan furrowed her brows, growing increasingly cautious.

"Stop saying these strange things. If you don't leave, I'll call the police."

Jian Xu laughed heartily, looking at Liu Chan with depth.

"Of course, I'll leave, but I will return."

"You and I must resolve the fate of this lifeti."

"The arrival of Ten Thousand Swords Peak and the rise of the Sword God Palace are inevitably ironclad truths."

Liu Chan bit her lip, her expression gradually turning sharp.

"Who are you? Are you an enemy of Master?"

She mustered the True Martial Decree, ready to unleash the Gold Thread Coiling Snake Hand.

Jian Xu laughed heartily, and a longsword suddenly appeared in his hand.

The longsword was translucent, with a pale azure Sword Qi shifting within.

He said calmly, "Perhaps I could teach you the Sword Dao."

"Don't you like that man?"

"Only a strong woman can earn the respect of powerful individuals."

"And the love you cherish is built upon respect."

As he spoke, Jian Xu's eyes shone, piercing into the deepest recesses of Liu Chan's heart.

"You worry ceaselessly about love, fearing loss, because you are not yet strong enough."

"If one day you could ride the clouds with that person, soaring through the Nine Heavens, would you still fear loss?"

Hearing this, Liu Chan was intoxicated.

"If there truly is a day when I can face enemies alongside Master, no challenge would be too great to endure."

Thinking of this, Liu Chan raised her head, looking at Jian Xu with determination.

"I can learn the Sword Dao from you, but I won't acknowledge you as my master."

"For , there can only be one Master."

The smile on Jian Xu's face turned bitter, the desolate aura deepening.

"Don't worry, I won't force you to take as your master."

"The Heavenly Secret Sword and Qing Xu Sword are inherently a pair, not ant to be master and pupil..."

Jian Xu paused suddenly, as if he had misspoken.

Liu Chan stood dazed, staring at Jian Xu.

She felt this man was shrouded in mystery, everything about him exuded strangeness.

However, Liu Chan could tell.

Jian Xu's longsword was not forged from ordinary tal but refined from his own Essence Qi.

Such Kung Fu, Liu Chan had never seen, or even heard of.

Jian Xu drew the longsword across his chest. Suddenly, its blade quivered, thrusting towards Liu Chan.

Liu Chan was surprised, feeling that this seemingly ordinary thrust concealed imnse power.

All her upper defenses were encompassed by it.

Whichever direction she tried to dodge, the Sword Montum seed to shift accordingly, leaving no escape from the lethal threat.

Hesitating slightly, Jian Xu's longsword reached Liu Chan's throat, missing by rely a grain's width.

Jian Xu looked at her calmly.

"Where the Sword Edge points, enemies fall a thousand miles away. Focus single-mindedly, without distraction."

"If I were your enemy just now, you would be dead."

Liu Chan nodded, as Jian Xu softly spoke.

"The Sword Dao emphasizes refining one's nature, nurturing the Sword of Vanquishing Evil with Vast Righteous Qi."

"The Righteous Path uses Righteous Qi of the Human World to forge Gan Jiang and Mo Ye, while the Demonic Path tempers the Demonic Path Divine Weapon with violent, bloodthirsty Qi. Do you understand?"

Liu Chan shook her head, her clear eyes filled with confusion.

Jian Xu shook his head, "You've been lost too long. I have here a book on the Flying Sword Technique; take it and read slowly, you will surely gain insight."

Jian Xu finished, produced an ancient thread-bound book, and handed it to Liu Chan.

Liu Chan took the book from Jian Xu, staring at him blankly, "Why are you teaching swordplay?"

Jian Xu smiled warmly, "We are fated, you'll understand in ti."

At this mont, the doorbell of Liu Chan's apartnt rang.

Jian Xu's expression changed, and he jumped off the balcony.

"I'll leave now, but rember, don't tell anyone about us."

"Otherwise, I'll never teach you the Sword Dao again, keep that in mind."

Before Liu Chan could react, Jian Xu's figure flickered and vanished from the balcony.