"Miss, what is he doing...?" Lin Tian asked curiously as well.
Xiao Manxue chuckled and said, "Mark is a teacher at the Knight Academy. He likes my ntor, but my ntor has a peculiar temperant. She insists that only soone who can defeat her can earn the right to court her. So, Mark challenges her every now and then, but every ti he ends up quite embarrassed. Yet, he has never given up."
Lin Tian was dumbfounded. This middle-aged man was even more passionate than youngsters. However, looking at the odd tempers of both individuals, they seed like a perfect match.
"I’m curious, what profession is your ntor in to be so haughty?" Lin Tian was even more intrigued by this ntor he hadn’t t yet. He hadn’t t her, but her reputation preceded her.
"Sword Saint. My ntor is a Sword Saint," Xiao Manxue replied, her tone tinged with reverence.
Lin Tian paused, puzzled, "What kind of profession is a Sword Saint?"
"Western martial arts and Huaxia have significant differences, the biggest being the energy they cultivate. This is relatively easy to understand. Ancient Yoga Skills differ from Huaxia’s Ancient Martial Arts. We Ancient Martial Artists base our cultivation on the Dantian and ridians, practicing True Qi, whereas Ancient Yoga Skill practitioners cultivate the central channel that is absent in Ancient Martial theory."
"The energy cultivated by Ancient Yoga practitioners resembles life energy. Therefore, their vitality is stronger than Ancient Martial Artists of the sa level, but their combat power is a bit lacking. They focus more on spiritual cultivation."
"Western martial arts follow yet another cultivation theory. The energy they cultivate differs from the aforentioned two. If Western martial arts were to be classified by professions, Mr. Mark earlier is a Knight using a lance, though so use warhamrs as well."
"My ntor is skilled in the use of swords, belonging to the swordsman category. Strictly speaking, Sword Saint is not a profession but a title awarded to swordsn who reach a certain realm and achieve particular accomplishnts," Xiao Manxue explained in detail.
Realizing the distinctions within, Lin Tian asked curiously, "What realm is your ntor at currently?"
Xiao Manxue pondered for a mont and said, "Because Western cultivation theory is different, describing realms alone might not make much sense to you. If compared, my ntor’s strength is on par with my own master."
"On par with Tang Ziqing? Wow, isn’t that the Innate Early Stage strength!" Lin Tian exclaid, completely surprised that such a remote place concealed an Innate Expert.
Xiao Manxue nodded, admitting, "Right, and I ca here to learn because my master recomnded it. My master has traveled the world and has long known about the existence of a Holy Land like Holy Spirit Town."
"Oh, to think Tang Ziqing is such an open-minded person. If it were soone from another sect, they might very well strip you of your skills if you dared learn sothing from another sect." Lin Tian remarked, gaining a new perspective on the icily beautiful Tang Ziqing.
"Although my master appears cold and aloof, she is actually open-minded. She believes that Huaxia’s Ancient Martial World has not progressed in millennia and has even regressed. It’s not because modern people are not as smart as those in antiquity, but because the sects are self-looping and stagnant."
"My master once posed an unanswered question: What lies beyond the Innate Realm? For a long ti, no one has surpassed the Innate Realm in the Ancient Martial World. But if all sects could share their cultivation techniques, inspire and learn from one another, we might transcend the Innate Realm. This is why she recomnded I co here to cultivate," Xiao Manxue said earnestly.
Lin Tian was sowhat surprised, then shook his head lightly and said, "All sects sharing cultivation techniques? I didn’t expect Tang Ziqing to entertain such a naive notion. Even so, I admire her for it. Anyone with a grand ambition garners respect, much like Ksitigarbha’s vow to rescue all from Hell."
"Let’s go in; the ntor is in the indoor Martial Arts Arena," Xiao Manxue said after checking the ti, ending the conversation.
The Martial Arts Arena was in the building Mark had flown out from. As Lin Tian walked through the door, he saw a woman in combat gear standing by the window with a sword, gazing at the shattered glass.
The woman was sideways to the door, so Lin Tian could only see her profile. She had brown hair tied simply at the back with a cloth strip. From the side, she was quite attractive, with long lashes and large eyes. However, her facial features were sharper than typical won, less soft, which gave her an aura of gallantry.
As for her age, Lin Tian couldn’t guess. She looked to be in her thirties, but cultivators often appeared younger than their actual age, similar to Wang Wanxi. Even though her youngest son Yun Xiaotian was sixteen, she looked no older than twenty and perhaps even more youthful.
What astonished Lin Tian the most was the sword the woman held. It was utterly different from Huaxia swords—a giant sword over a ter long, with a blade as wide as a palm. One could imagine that if such a sword struck a person, they’d be sliced in half or cut into two parts.
"ntor, I’m here," Xiao Manxue announced.
Only then did the woman turn around and seeing Xiao Manxue, she smiled—a radiant, heartwarming smile combined with her impressive appearance and the deanor of a Sword Saint, exuding a unique charm.
Lin Tian finally understood why Mr. Mark was so persistent with this female ntor. Her aura alone could capture a man’s heart, especially middle-aged n who tend to favor mature yet vibrant won.
"Manxue, since you graduated, it’s been a long ti. You were the most outstanding among the students I’ve taught," the Female Sword Saint said with a smile.
"Oh, by the way, ntor, I just saw Mr. Mark..." Xiao Manxue pointed out the window, speaking hesitantly.
Xiao Manxue had always wanted to matchmake her ntor with Mr. Mark, yet her ntor was too headstrong, insisting that Mark must defeat her first.
"Don’t ntion him. After all these years, he hasn’t made any progress. It’s disappointing after all those duels," the Female Sword Saint expressed a tone of regret similar to ’hating iron for not becoming steel.’
Lin Tian found it amusing. This Female Sword Saint clearly has so feelings for Mark. Despite being beaten so many tis, a handso man as persistent as him would move any woman.
It seed the rules she set in the past now constrained her. Even if she had the heart now, there was no easy way out, leaving her with this internal conflict.
"Are these your friends?" the Female Sword Saint asked, her gaze sweeping over Lin Tian and the others, finally resting on Lin Tian.
"Yes, ntor, they are all my friends," Xiao Manxue replied, then introduced Lin Tian and the others by na.
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