"Hmph, just watch carefully. I’m going to break this seal and show you!" Jiang Qiling said, quickly forming hand gestures.
Nearly a hundred mysterious rune light shadows faintly appeared, forming a sealing pattern suspended in front of her. Jiang Qiling flipped her wrist, ready to press down.
"Stop!" Han Yan suddenly said.
"What’s wrong?" Jiang Qiling, who was concentrating intently, was interrupted by Han Yan and asked discontentedly.
"Sothing’s off. Maybe you should reconsider." Han Yan kindly suggested.
"Hmph, my sealing skills and alchemy skills were hard-earned through three years of training. What could be off?" Jiang Qiling said arrogantly.
"The longer the boat sails, the wiser it becos. It never hurts to reconsider." Han Yan advised good-naturedly.
"Han Yan, you’re not jealous that my seal breaking technique is stronger than yours, are you? Trying to sabotage on purpose?" Jiang Qiling eyed Han Yan suspiciously and said with a cold laugh.
"Fine, pretend I said nothing." Seeing her stubbornness, Han Yan didn’t bother to say more.
"Soaring Dragon Seal Breaking Technique, break!" Jiang Qiling glared at Han Yan again, flipped her wrist sharply, and pressed the rune light shadows onto the seal.
In an instant, a white light burst from the seal, and a terrifying force surged out.
Han Yan instinctively squinted her eyes, softly chanting, "Heaven...ly... Flying... Immortal!"
"Ah!" With a long cry, Jiang Qiling was thrown away, unfortunately, looking terrified, flailing her arms with no trace of the elegance of a Heavenly Flying Immortal.
"Bang!" Her cry abruptly stopped as the Little Witch Long Yan landed on the ground sprawled out, unable to gather her wits for a long ti.
"I told you to think it over. You just didn’t believe ." Han Yan looked at the dusty Jiang Qiling struggling up from the ground and said sympathetically.
Heaven knows, when Han Yan said those words, it was truly out of sympathy, with no hint of sarcasm. Yet Jiang Qiling felt deeply humiliated, her face turning beet red.
"Impossible, impossible, it must be your noisy prattle earlier that disturbed my mind, or how else could I have failed?" Jiang Qiling yelled in anger and humiliation like a pride-hurt hen, rushing up again, quickly forming hand gestures.
"Really, I didn’t an to irritate you, but about this seal..." Han Yan watched her hand gestures and advised kindly again.
"Shut up, stop affecting ." Jiang Qiling glared at Han Yan fiercely, cutting her off.
As soon as she spoke, a glow flashed, and Jiang Qiling was once again flung away.
"See, I told you to think it over again." Watching Jiang Qiling with hair disheveled, hitting the ground, Han Yan said pityingly.
"All your fault, don’t say anything, nothing at all." Jiang Qiling shouted furiously, running back, rubbing her sore, nearly split backside.
Han Yan opened her mouth, but under Jiang Qiling’s wrathful gaze, she ultimately said nothing.
Jiang Qiling was sowhat satisfied with Han Yan’s silence this ti, turning her head to focus on forming hand gestures.
"Why won’t you just listen to ?" Han Yan sighed silently.
Predictably, with another long cry, Jiang Qiling was flung away yet again.
Thrown three tis in a row, Jiang Qiling lost all face, and upon landing, not caring about her almost shattered bones, stumbled back like a headless fly.
As her hand gestures ford, the seal flashed once more, and poor Jiang Qiling was flung again. This ti she flew higher and more elegantly than before—Han Yan even heard whistling in mid-air, followed by the dull thud of Jiang Qiling hitting the ground, making the earth itself seem to tremble.
"How could this happen, how could this happen..." Jiang Qiling sat on the ground, looking helpless.
The Little Witch Long Yan now had disheveled hair and disordered clothes, her eyes full of sadness, looking as if she just endured an inhumane humiliation, stirring Han Yan’s compassion.
"This ti, I truly didn’t say a word." Seeing Jiang Qiling tearfully looking at her, Han Yan quickly clarified.
It’s said that if resentnt is too heavy, one becos an Evil Ghost after death. Han Yan didn’t want Jiang Qiling, in sha and anger, to crash her head and die blaming her.
"Han Yan, you’re still making sarcastic remarks. If you’re so capable, break this seal and show ." Jiang Qiling’s psychological endurance was quite strong, not crashing to her death as Han Yan feared, but yelling with a sharp voice.
"Alright, then let show you." Han Yan said, forming hand gestures.
Her hand gestures lacked Jiang Qiling’s flair, revealing no profound mystery, rely the simplest Alchemy Hand Technique.
"Hmph, trying to break the seal with such beginner’s hand gestures from the ’Alchemy Dao Formulas’? Dream on!" Jiang Qiling finally found so psychological balance, scoffing. Though she failed, her set of Alchemy Hand Techniques was still noteworthy and definitely better than Han Yan’s.
Han Yan ignored her, continuing her hand gestures, gradually forming a rune light in her hands.
"Heavenly Star Breaking Seal, break!" Han Yan flipped her wrist, pressing the seal.
"Crack!" A soft sound entered her ear; the sealing light shadows flickered and silently shattered.
And around them, the previously chaotic, almost chaotic Heaven and Earth Power beca clear again.
Jiang Qiling looked at Han Yan, then at the spot where the seal disappeared, her expression dazed.
"Impossible, with those beginner hand gestures, how could you break the seal?" Jiang Qiling rushed over, rubbing her eyes, looking left and right at where the seal vanished, unable to believe her eyes.
"Stop rubbing, there’s nothing wrong with your eyes. It’s not the complexity of gestures that matters but using them correctly." Han Yan said mildly.
The hand gestures earlier seed simple, yet incorporated the Heavenly Heart Seal Breaking Technique and insights from the Star Falling Eight Desolate Sword, unadorned yet harmonizing with Heaven and Earth Rules, naturally ford. Jiang Qiling, blinded by anger, didn’t see it.
"I get it, my earlier gestures must have broken the seal most of the way, leaving just one step, allowing you to take advantage." Jiang Qiling’s eyes lit up, confidently asserting.
Finding a reason for self-consolation, Jiang Qiling’s spirits lifted, feeling the gathering direction of Heaven and Earth Power, she headed forward first.
"Don’t follow , this ti you got lucky, but next ti I won’t give you a chance." Jiang Qiling said to Han Yan while walking.
Seeing Jiang Qiling’s prideful deanor, Han Yan couldn’t help but smile. Although Jiang Qiling’s self-consolation was technically self-deception, Han Yan admitted that without her inspiration, she wouldn’t have quickly found a way to break the seal, having indeed taken a little advantage, so she didn’t bother arguing.
More importantly, this wretch had her face thrown to her grandmother’s house with those continuous Heavenly Flying Immortal moves; let her reclaim so dignity.
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