Chapter 66: Dog-Beating Staff Technique? Donât Know It!
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Those words pierced Lin Muyuâs heart like a thin silver needle, not heavy in force, yet stirring up a subtle tingling sensation in her chest.
But upon second thought, doubt crept in.
This matter sounded so important, so why would Ji Jiaying entrust it to someone else? Wouldnât it be better for her to go personally?
âWhy donât you go yourself?â
Lin Muyu didnât beat around the bush, directly voicing the question in her heart, her gaze falling straight onto Ji Jiayingâs face.
Hearing this, Ji Jiayingâs expression immediately crumbled, as if all her spirit had been instantly drained away.
Her mouth corners drooped, and her tone became listless, carrying several notes of helplessness:
âJunior Sister, with my meager cultivation level, I really canât show my face.â
âBesides, the sect recently assigned me new missions, and everything is so tightly scheduled that I truly canât get away.â
As she spoke, she carefully pulled out a sect token from her robes, holding it with both hands as she presented it to Lin Muyu.
The token was made of common jade, with intricate patterns carved on its surface and faint spiritual light flowing within. It looked quite authentic, with no visible flaws.
Lin Muyu lowered her head to examine the token, reached out to take it, and turned it over in her hands. Her fingertips traced the raised and recessed patterns, finding nothing suspicious about it.
âIâll mention it to Senior Sister.â
She pondered for a moment, handed the token back to Ji Jiaying, and finally nodded, her voice unconsciously softening with a hint of uncertainty.
âBut whether sheâll agree or not, I canât guarantee, I can only say Iâll do my best to try.â
Lin Muyu quietly calculated in her heart.
Given Su Wanqingâs cool and perceptive nature, she probably wouldnât agree to such an unclear matter.
If Su Wanqing didnât agree, she would have done nothing yet still gained a Sunlight Ring for freeâquite a bargain.
But if Su Wanqing did agree, then the Extreme Cold Ice would surely be something greatly beneficial to her, and helping Senior Sister would also be good, not a loss either way.
âThank you, Junior Sister! Thank you so much!â
The gloom on Ji Jiayingâs face instantly dispersed. Without further ado, she pressed the Sunlight Ring into Lin Muyuâs hands, her tone full of gratitude.
âTake this Sunlight Ring first, consider it us becoming friends. Please donât refuse.â
A flash of triumph quickly passed through the corners of her eyes and brows, swift as a meteor streaking across the night sky, gone in an instant.
Lin Muyu was looking down at the Sunlight Ring in her hands, feeling its warm and smooth texture with her fingertips, completely missing this fleeting anomaly.
âThen I thank Senior Sister Ji.â
The moment Lin Muyuâs fingertips grasped the Sunlight Ring, a gentle warmth slowly crept up from her fingertips.
That warmth was like a spring stream, spreading along her arms to her limbs and bones, so comforting that she couldnât help wanting to squint her eyes, and the corners of her mouth curved upward slightly.
âMaster, give it to me~â
Xiaomuâs voice came again with several notes of coquettish softness, like a clingy kitten gently nuzzling at her ear, carrying a hint of playful wheedling.
Lin Muyu really couldnât resist such persistent coaxing. She smiled helplessly and casually stored the Sunlight Ring into the bead.
âThank you, Master~â
Xiaomuâs voice was sweet as if soaked in honey, so saccharine it warmed oneâs heart. Hearing this sweet voice, the curve of Lin Muyuâs mouth deepened further.
Ji Jiaying watched with her own eyes as the Sunlight Ring vanished into thin air, a trace of barely perceptible surprise flashing in her eyes.
Lin Muyu clearly wasnât wearing a storage ring on her hands, such storage methods were rather unusual.
But she didnât ask more questions, only smiled and cupped her hands:
âThen Iâll await Junior Sisterâs good news. Iâll take my leave first.â
Before her words finished, she kicked off with her toes, mounted her flying sword, and shot out like she had urgent business to attend to.
In the blink of an eye, she had transformed into a streak of light flying far away, soon becoming just a small dot on the horizon.
âSenior Sister, take care.â
Lin Muyu waved at her retreating figure, withdrew her gaze, and had just turned around to walk a few steps.
A clear voice like spring water striking stone suddenly came from ahead, carrying several notes of familiar warmth.
âWhy so late?â
Looking up, Su Wanqing was standing on the stone steps not far away, her moon-white dress hem gently fluttering in the wind, her robes dancing in the breeze.
âSenior Sister!â
Lin Muyuâs tone instantly revealed several notes of barely concealed excitement, and her steps quickened as well.
âI was just at the Scripture Pavilion picking books and couldnât make up my mind. I couldnât decide for a while, so I was delayed.â
âOh? What books did you pick?â
Su Wanqingâs voice still sounded cool, yet hiding a trace of gentleness within.
âMm, this one.â
Lin Muyu pulled out ăSun and Moon Reversal Techniqueă from her robes and handed it over with both hands, her eyes carrying a hint of expectation.
As for that ăDog-Beating Staff Techniqueă?
Donât know it, who even remembers that thing?
Su Wanqing took the book scroll, her slender fingers turning the pages, opened it for a brief read, her gaze slowly flowing across the pages, her brows slightly furrowing then gradually relaxing.
âNot bad, this one suits you well, perfect for auxiliary combat.â
Su Wanqing nodded, her eyes carrying several notes of approval, but as she continued speaking, her brows furrowed slightly again, her tone taking on more gravity.
âBut this can only assist in combat after all. On the path of cultivation, one inevitably must face direct killing. Do you have other methods to improve your combat strength?â
She knew about the knot hidden in Lin Muyuâs heart, and understood her urgent desire to become stronger.
But relying solely on this auxiliary technique ultimately couldnât improve actual combat ability, if she truly encountered danger, she might find it difficult to protect herself.
âSenior Sister, donât worry. I have other methodsâŠâ
Lin Muyu spoke with certainty, her eyes carrying unquestionable determination, wanting to put Su Wanqingâs mind at ease.
It was just that after being mocked by Luo Chenxi, she really didnât want to mention that ăDog-Beating Staff Techniqueă again.
Even though she knew in her heart that Su Wanqing would never laugh at her like Luo Chenxi had.
âAs long as you know what youâre doing, Senior Sister wonât say more. Come up.â
Su Wanqing didnât ask further questions, only nodded lightly and stepped aside to make room on the flying sword.
âAlright.â
Lin Muyu responded, nimbly jumped onto the flying sword, skillfully extended her arms to embrace Su Wanqingâs waist, and together they rode the flying sword toward Jade Lotus Peak.
Their robes fluttered in the wind like two graceful silhouettes melting into the twilight.
Just as their figures disappeared on the horizon, from the shadows not far away,
Ji Jiaying, who had supposedly left long ago, slowly emerged with Ye Fan, like two shadows peeling away from the darkness.