Free Web NovelBy the lake, on a pleasure boat.
"Sir, come have some fun ~"
"My lord, you hold your liquor so well."
Sounds of soliciting customers and other unsavory noises rose and fell, as the heavily made-up madam sat at a table, greedily counting her gold and silver.
"You're making so much money with this pleasure boat, have you perhaps forgotten your identity?"
Suddenly, a woman's voice came from behind her, and she quickly stood up.
Turning around, she saw a beautiful and alluring figure on the bed.
"Saintess."
"Are you... injured?"
"Hmm?"
Yin Mianmian narrowed her eyes.
In an instant, the gold and silver treasures on the table vanished.
The madam's pupils constricted; in her Inner Scenery Realm, she couldn't even discern how the gold and silver had been taken.
To be able to silently take her money meant one could easily take her life.
"Have those few damned ones arrived?"
"The ones who came are Sir Suoyi, Twin Lotus, and Lord Blood Gourd."
The madam answered honestly.
Yin Mianmian was silent for a moment: "Tell them to see me tomorrow."
"Yes."
After the madam left.
Yin Mianmian slowly rose, sweeping her hand across the table.
The silver reappeared, incredibly abruptly.
She grabbed a handful of gold pearls, then let them clatter down.
"Supreme martial art... is it?"
As the Saintess of Rain Listening Pavilion, ranked sixth on the Qianlong Ranking.
Even the few people ranked above her might not dare to claim they could consistently defeat her in the same Realm.
She had never suffered a loss when fighting someone of the same Realm in her life.
But today...
What if Ying Bing was in the Guan Shen Realm, third aperture?
Recalling that chillingly cold Divine Intention, that Sword Intent like a Heavenly Punishment.
She could only recall the Divided Soul she had left in Hengyun Sword City; this business deal was completely ruined.
And that young man.
"Northwest Hammer King, I didn't expect us to meet in this way."
Candlelight flickered in Yin Mianmian's eyes, a faint smile playing on her lips:
"Betraying Rain Listening Pavilion will lead to utter destruction..."
........
The bustling Yunzhou City under the night sky.
After the battle just now, Meihua Pavilion had already become a ruin.
"What happened just now?"
"It seems there were assassins from Rain Listening Pavilion hidden in Meihua Pavilion."
"I just saw Li Shaoxia make a Move; with one person and one sword, he killed eight Rain Listening Pavilion assassins."
"Eight? Eighty! I was just there!"
.....
The entire street had been cordoned off by the law enforcement Disciples of Hengyun Sword City, and the onlookers couldn't get in, only able to discuss in layers upon layers outside.
By the time Elder Zeng arrived.
The discussion about Xiao Li had already escalated from one person and one sword killing eight Rain Listening Pavilion assassins to eight hundred.
"Eight hundred?"
Elder Zeng paused his steps slightly.
Let alone eight hundred.
Eighty Guan Shen Realm assassins from Rain Listening Pavilion could easily ambush an Inner Vision Realm expert.
Wu Chushu said after a moment of silence:
"It's still eight hundred now; in a few days, it'll probably be eighty thousand."
"Next time the sect promotes a Disciple, they don't need to exaggerate so much."
"They didn't exaggerate; the sect originally publicized that I killed six bandits."
.....
The master and Disciple walked through the ruins and saw the scene inside Meihua Pavilion.
Zhong Zhenyue sat there, seemingly doubting life.
"It's good that Little Marquis is fine."
Elder Zeng breathed a sigh of relief, then asked:
"What happened here just now?"
Zhong Zhenyue came back to his senses, sighed bitterly, and recounted everything that had just happened.
Elder Zeng's brows furrowed deeper and deeper.
The Saintess of Rain Listening Pavilion had also arrived in Yunzhou City and even infiltrated Zhong Zhenyue's side?
"It's good that you, Little Marquis, are alright."
"That demoness is extremely skilled at manipulating hearts. For you to be able to break free from her control, you are already considered a hero among those with strong willpower. Not many Geniuses can escape from her hands."
"No, it wasn't my strong willpower."
"Oh?" Elder Zeng was puzzled.
Zhong Zhenyue's eyes were complex as he recalled the scene just now:
"It was Li Mo's one hammer..."
He hadn't finished speaking.
"Cough cough!"
A coughing sound came, and Li Mo walked out, a benevolent smile on his face:
"One hammer what?"
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Zhong Zhenyue's eyes quickly cleared.
Seeing this, Elder Zeng couldn't help but find it strange.
He heard that Young Marquis Zhong was brave and skilled in battle, possessing the courage of his ~Nоvеl𝕚ght~ father, Zhennan King, in his youth.
On the arena today, his long spear was like a Dragon, never suffering a defeat.
Why did he look so timid when looking at that boy Li?
Moreover.
The Saintess of Rain Listening Pavilion, known as the Heavenly Demon, ranked sixth on the Qianlong Ranking.
Li Mo could actually make a definitive statement?
Noticing the doubt in Elder Zeng's eyes, Li Mo smiled:
"Actually, the one who repelled the Saintess of Rain Listening Pavilion was not me, but Ying Bing."
"It was her..."
Elder Zeng narrowed his eyes, his gaze sweeping over a nearby area, where traces of the Divine Intention clash still remained.
For an Outer Scenery expert, these traces could almost reconstruct everything.
He couldn't help but be slightly surprised.
This little girl's strength was much, much stronger than what she displayed on the arena!
He truly wondered what kind of earth-shattering martial art she would comprehend by observing the Sword Scar.
Recalling his thoughts, he inquired about the details of today's events.
........
Night gradually deepened.
In the courtyard.
Early autumn dyed the moon with a cool hue.
Under the moon, a person was still practicing her sword. Her sword light seemed to merge with the clear radiance, as if she were fighting someone who didn't exist.
She was replaying the earlier exchange.
A moment later.
The young girl stopped her movements, standing alone with her sword, letting the wind blow through her dark hair.
Observing the Taiyin couldn't calm her mind.
"If I had Sword Heart Clarity, Yin Mianmian would not have been merely lightly injured."
"If I had Sword Heart Clarity, I could use the Hengyun Sword Scar to complete the Divine Firmament Heavenly Heart Sword, and then I would have confidence in the next System ranking..."
“But why do I always lack a trace of Perfection in the first three Moves of the sword art?”
Ying Bing's delicate brows furrowed slightly, her eyes a little lost.
There was definitely no problem with the sword art.
Then, the problem could only lie with herself.
There were no longer any flaws in the Moves.
"Is it my state of mind?"
The Divine Firmament Heavenly Heart Sword emphasizes replacing the Heavenly Heart with one's own heart.
The Heavenly Dao is unkind, treating all things as straw dogs.
She had once been so close to the true Dao; no one in the world should be more suited for this sword art than she.
Why was it that her heart always struggled to achieve true transcendence and absolute stillness?
Clap—
Not far away, a window in a certain room opened.
Xiao Li, who had just finished practicing for a while, poked his head out. Seeing the young girl in the courtyard, he was slightly startled:
"Ice Cube, you're not sleeping again?"
"Take a break occasionally, sharpening the knife doesn't delay the woodcutting... Want some supper, Soul grilled skewers, interested?"
The young man's smiling words were carried by the wind.
.......
Ying Bing suddenly froze.
She seemed to have found the source of her mental state problem.
But instead... she was even more unsure of what to do?
....
PS: One chapter to make up for it first, little street vendor is definitely an honest young gentleman!
