At this moment, Zhu Pingniang had the word "jealous" written all over her face, bluntly admitting she was envious, yet she was defending Li Zhibai, leaving Xu Changâan at a loss whether to laugh or cry.
He had learned the basics under Li Zhibai, but later improvements in swordsmanship were indeed thanks to Wen Liâs teachings; whatâs more to say?
As for Zhu Pingniangâs claim that Wen Li favored him, Xu Changâan didnât take it to heart, after all, this senior in front of him was indeed not a proper person.
Moreover, saying Senior Wen liked him wasnât exactly wrong, since she indeed treated him excellently, and he would naturally repay the favor in the future.
"Tsk."
Zhu Pingniang looked at Xu Changâan with an open expression and pouted.
If Wen Li hadnât always appeared like a tomboy, imagine if she were a different kind of girl? This kid wouldnât avoid suspicion to death?
Zhu Pingniang couldnât really say much because Wen Li was just that kind of person.
"Forget it, itâs not like I can be jealous of Wen Li... Hmph, even that Li Hua is more worthy of making me envious than her." Zhu Pingniang said, still showing jealousy: "No way, youâre clearly Ah Baiâs student, which makes you half my student, how can I let that Wen girl... phew, that Pear Blossom take you away? Sister will have to show you Ah Baiâs prowess."
"?" Xu Changâan was stunned for a moment.
"Ah Bai is the ancestor of the Profound Sword Bureau, she hasnât taught you the advanced Sword Scripture because your realm is still too low, allowing you to only learn some basic Sword Control Techniques..." Zhu Pingniang spoke on behalf of Li Zhibai.
"I know." Xu Changâan looked at Zhu Pingniang strangely.
He certainly knew his teacherâs level, never having had any intention of underestimating his teacherâs swordsmanship, yet somehow Zhu Pingniang made it seem like he was being ungrateful and abandoning his master.
Studying a few sword techniques with Senior Wen was something even the teacher acknowledged, why such an issue?
"I donât care, I just donât like seeing other women overshadow Ah Bai, no domain is okay, neither Wen Liâs teacher nor herself will do."
Zhu Pingniang snorted, taking out a translucent rapier from the Storage Ring, insisting on demonstrating to Xu Changâan the Sword Scripture Li Zhibai taught her back then.
As a senior acting childish with a junior, Zhu Pingniang was the first he had seen.
Xu Changâan: "..."
Speaking of which, isnât she having dinner tonight?
But...
Xu Changâanâs eyes shimmered with frost, revealing astonishment.
"The Sword Scripture... so this is the sword of the teacher..."
If Wen Liâs sword was as fierce as the wind from the ninth heaven or as heavy as mountains and rivers, what Zhu Pingniang displayed was incomparably graceful, lively, and agile.
At this moment, as Zhu Pingniangâs sword preceded the person, her body turning as she unleashed a powerful strike, Xu Changâan was dazzled by the swiftness of the sword.
The slender figure stepped from the front left, each move was a precise step, and with every step, the sword in her hand would erupt silver gleams.
Devoid of the mist Xu Changâan exerted, what spread was the breath of Yin-yang black and white.
Clearly, Zhu Pingniang didnât use any Spiritual Power, yet her figure moved so fast it was blurred, like a butterfly weaving through flowers, stirring up a vast sky of sword shadows, forming a sword dance, the sword expanding further, energy swirling in the air.
"A clear mind as a mirror reflecting the ethereal essence, shape divided into Yin and Yang illuminating the divine."
So... the teacherâs Sword Scripture is like this.
Xu Changâan nodded.
If so, then the teacherâs former disposition probably had this lively character, perhaps she only became steady in her later years.
If thatâs the case, no wonder...
No wonder she could play along with Miss Yun, as she was not a serious person to begin with.
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At the moment, Shi Qingjun stood by the shore, face veiled, holding a pure white umbrella, gazing afar at the brightly-lit painted boat.
"..."
Shi Qingjun withdrew her gaze.
Looking down, she watched the raindrops fall into the water, creating ripples, seemingly deep in thought.
She didnât intend to peep, after all, it was rare for her to descend the mountain, she had to notify Zhu Tongjun sooner or later.
Knowing Xu Changâan was present, she didnât make a fuss but simply narrowed her Divine Senseâs range to seek out Zhu Tongjun.
But... what did she see?
Tong Jun, performing a sword dance for the young master?
These days, Shi Qingjun had read many books, and no longer carried herself high above, understanding a little about marital matters.
Thus, when she first saw Zhu Pingniang swaying her waist while performing a sword dance for Xu Changâan, she was stunned for quite a while.
In her eyes, Zhu Pingniangâs Sword Scripture, apart from flaunting a womanâs figure, was worth nothing, what else could it be but a sword dance?
Not to mention the duo was alone together.
Standing by the water, Shi Qingjunâs brows furrowed.
She didnât consider it as a guidance or a spar, after all, Xu Changâan was publicly just at the Open Source Realm, according to the registryâs description of Xu Changâan, even such a sword dance wasnât something he could learn.
So, was Tong Jun seducing Young Master Xu?
Seducing... hmm, seemed like it.
Shi Qingjun wasnât entirely sure.
But after all, Tong Jun was a girl from the Hehuan Sect.
Shi Qingjun didnât deal with external matters, her impression of the Hehuan Sect remained as one that practiced Yin Yang Dual Cultivation, which somehow felt normal.
Yet even Shi Qingjun, at this moment standing by the water, felt unsure of what to do.
Would it be inappropriate to disturb Xu Changâan watching the sword dance now?
To speak of it, it was due to an inexplicable unease in her heart that led her to come down and look around; she didnât find the source of anxiety, yet witnessed such a scene.
If it were the former Sect Leader Chaoyun, she would have pretended she hadnât seen anything, or rather... the former Sect Leader Chaoyun wouldnât have descended the mountain.