"Interesting."
After listening to Ling Chen’s story, He Ziyun’s eyes slightly brightened, as if he had discovered sothing amusing.
Ling Chen secretly smiled wryly; he didn’t find this amusing at all. The Internal Cultivation thods he practiced always inexplicably lost control, who knows what situation might arise in the future. Moreover, that evil fire only appeared when he clashed with his brothers Qiu Wen, that day when he sparred with Jiang Hanlin, he hoped to ignite the evil fire inside him, but there was no movent at all, completely out of his control.
"This matter should be related to a woman."
"Woman?" Ling Chen blinked slightly perplexed, "Mr. He, what does this have to do with a woman?"
"Didn’t you just say that the night before you and Qiu Wen brothers clashed, you had an encounter with a woman."
Upon hearing this, Ling Chen’s face turned red, even soone as thick-skinned as him felt embarrassed to discuss this openly in front of He Ziyun.
"Prajnaparamita Sutra is a profound internal cultivation thod that integrates the essence of various schools including shades of the Buddhist ntal thods. Ling Chen, have you ever heard of Dual Cultivation? Though Buddhism is a tranquil place that doesn’t indulge in worldly affairs, Buddhism explores all aspects, embracing the world, and even matters of n and won aren’t taboo. Otherwise, how would there be Joyful Buddha. The internal cultivation thod you practice mainly relies on Yin and Yang. n are Yang, won are Yin, and only by rging Yin and Yang can it manifest its effects. Therefore, that situation occurred when you faced off with Qiu Wen brothers."
Ling Chen asked doubtfully, "But why didn’t this happen when I faced Jiang Hanlin?"
"It’s because you lack Yin Qi in your body, so it couldn’t be activated," He Ziyun explained.
"I see." Ling Chen nodded, sowhat understanding, feeling an indescribable taste in his heart. This internal cultivation thod is good, but it’s too perverse. According to Mr. He, doesn’t it an that I need to engage more with won, accumulating enough Yin Qi inside, in order for the Prajnaparamita Sutra to exert its maximum power?
Damn, does it an I really have to beco a pervert.
While mulling over this, a knocking sound ca from outside the Martial Arts Academy.
Before Ling Chen could get up, Little Hua had already sprinted out from Zhu Xiaozhu’s room and ran directly to the door.
Soon, Little Hua ca bouncing back into the lobby and said to Mr. He: "Master, a very beautiful Sister is looking for you."
Beautiful? And a woman?
He Ziyun, ignoring Ling Chen’s ill-intentioned gaze, walked towards the courtyard. Ling Chen also wanted to see what that woman looked like, and quickly followed him.
Ling Chen couldn’t help but glance at Mr. He again, a strange smile erging on his lips. Unexpectedly, this old man still preserved the colors of manhood despite his age.
Exiting the lobby, Ling Chen saw Zhu Xiaozhu being dragged out of her room by Little Hua. Their eyes t, and Zhu Xiaozhu slightly lowered her head, seemingly unwilling to make eye contact. Ling Chen shrugged helplessly; he really didn’t know why suddenly Zhu Xiaozhu was so resistant to him.
At that mont, the beautiful Sister ntioned by Little Hua appeared from the doorway, walking towards him. Looking at the arriving guest, Ling Chen’s expression froze slightly, his pupils reflecting surprise.
Is it her?
Long ti no see, she hasn’t changed, still so plain and simple, wearing no makeup. However, even with a bare face, her stunning beauty cannot be hidden—her figure neither fat nor thin, perfectly contoured like a naturally carved ice sculpture, elegant and ethereal, with a touch of coldness.
When he was watching her, she was also observing him. Their eyes t, Ling Chen slightly smiled and nodded lightly, greeting her.
However, the woman didn’t show much response, directly withdrawing her cold gaze and looking towards Mr. He, her lips slightly parting.
"Are you Earthly List expert, He Ziyun?"
Mr. He smiled faintly, nodding: "That’s . And you are?"
"Porridge girl."
"Porridge girl?" Hearing this unique na, Mr. He gently shook his head, "Young lady, this mustn’t be your real na. Not even daring to reveal your na shows a lack of sincerity, my Martial Arts Academy doesn’t entertain people without sincerity. Please leave."
"My na is indeed Porridge girl. If you don’t believe it, you can ask him," she said, pointing at Ling Chen.
"Oh?" Mr. He looked puzzledly at Ling Chen, "You know her?"
Before Ling Chen could speak, Porridge girl added, "He was the one who gave this na."
With this statent, the way the others looked at Ling Chen changed. Zhu Xiaozhu clenched her dress and a seldom noticeable hint of sadness flickered through her eyes, followed by a nearly inaudible sigh.
"Since you’re a friend of Ling, I won’t ask further. What brings you to ?"
"I’ve co to challenge you!" As she spoke, Porridge girl flicked her wrist, and suddenly, a golden challenge letter appeared in Mr. He’s hand.
Ling Chen, watching from the side, was startled; he couldn’t even see the trajectory of the challenge letter, and it already landed in Mr. He’s hand, the speed probably surpassed visual recognition.
Her abilities are actually this strong!
When he first t Porridge girl, he knew she was an expert, but he didn’t expect her to be among the very elite. Mr. He is ranked on the Earthly List, and Porridge Girl was challenging him. What did this imply?
Mr. He maintained his composure, his smile probing: "Since you know I’m an Earthly List expert, your own skills must not be negligible?" This sentence, although courteous on the surface, hinted, do you really have the qualifications to challenge an Earthly List expert?
Porridge girl effortlessly undid the cloth bag on her back, throwing a cleaved two-piece steel knife onto the ground. Although broken, the blade emitted a chilling light, the might lingering.
"This is the personal weapon of Liu Xieyuan, ranked eighth on the Earthly List. Do I qualify to challenge you now?"
Watching the broken knife on the ground, Mr. He’s expression turned solemn.
"The ti and place are on the challenge letter, please be punctual."
As she finished speaking, Porridge girl turned and walked outside.
"Wait! Hold on!"
Ling Chen, seeing her leaving, quickly followed, but by the ti he reached the door, Porridge girl was nowhere to be seen.
This woman, after such a long ti, could at least have stayed to catch up; after all, he was practically her first friend.
Returning to the Martial Arts Academy, Zhu Xiaozhu had already gone back to her room with Little Hua. Mr. He picked up the broken knife from the ground, and without looking back, said, "Ling Chen, you can leave first. I am going to close off for a few days and won’t see any guests."
Helpless, Ling Chen had to leave the Martial Arts Academy and drove towards Wealthy Manor.
On the way, his cell phone suddenly rang. Looking at the unfamiliar caller ID, he answered and said, "Who is this? ... Is it you?" Ling Chen was slightly surprised, sowhat puzzled, how co this person was calling him.
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