Chapter 123: Then Do You Dare Let Me Add Someone?
The next day, Ming Zhaoshuang woke up feeling refreshed.
Looking out the window, she indeed saw the snow falling heavier and heavier, burying the two red plum trees.
She eagerly stepped into the snowy ground, her Fushuang Sword raised, sending snow flying as she shook off red flowers onto the ground.
By the time she sheathed her sword, a hint of joy flashed in her clear, cold eyes.
Although she didn’t know why the man in her dream used the 《 Number One Sword Technique Under Heaven 》, it was obvious that after his demonstration all night, Ming Zhaoshuang’s swordsmanship had improved by at least twenty percent. All the parts she hadn’t understood before were now clear.
Just one word for it: awesome!
Suddenly, a light chuckle came from behind her:
“Your sword dance is quite good, but I wonder…”
A chill ran down Ming Zhaoshuang’s back. She turned her head and saw a sharp blade of green light approaching her, closer and closer.
Ming Zhaoshuang looked up, unafraid, and stared directly at the cold glint.
Finally, the cold glint stopped at her eyelashes.
Feng Jinsui looked at her, a hint of playfulness flashing in her bold eyes: “You’re not afraid of me?”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s gaze was calm and unwavering, as if she found such tricks utterly boring.
She said, “You dare not kill me.”
Feng Jinsui: “…”
She sheathed her sword, came in front of Ming Zhaoshuang, observed her several times, and cupping her pointed chin, her watery eyes met Ming Zhaoshuang’s:
“Hey, how did you know I wouldn’t dare to kill you?”
Ming Zhaoshuang thought to herself that since Feng Budu had let her go, if Feng Jinsui dared to kill her, it would be equivalent to disobeying Feng Budu’s orders.
Ming Zhaoshuang replied, “Perhaps because I’m smart.”
Feng Jinsui: “…”
Was she calling her stupid?
She didn’t know why, but she had been rendered speechless twice today by people she encountered.
Ming Zhaoshuang sighed and asked, “I wonder what business you have here, honored guest.”
Feng Jinsui turned, her steps light, and in a blink, she was sitting on the eaves behind Ming Zhaoshuang, smiling as she said, “Me? I don’t have any particular business. I just wanted to come and see you.”
Feng Jinsui’s eyes were as bright as stars: “To see the Number One Person who escaped from my Honored Master.”
Ming Zhaoshuang felt helpless: “Are all people from your Devil Realm this bored?”
“Who says I’m bored!”
Feng Jinsui jumped up as if her tail had been stepped on. She looked at Ming Zhaoshuang and said, feigning profundity:
“If I hadn’t seen the sword moves you used today, I wouldn’t have known why Honored Master let you go!”
Ming Zhaoshuang raised an eyebrow: “Then why do you think she let me go?”
Feng Jinsui tilted her head up, smugly: “This sword technique of yours, I once saw Honored Master use it late at night. She danced it much better than you!”
Ming Zhaoshuang held her forehead: “What is the Demon Lord’s cultivation, and what is mine? If I could use it better than her, that would be truly absurd.”
However, Feng Jinsui’s words also made Ming Zhaoshuang ponder. If what Feng Jinsui said was true, then Feng Budu recognized her sword moves, and they had the same origin, which was why she let her go just now.
And Feng Budu’s Honored Master was, as everyone knew, Feng He Du Xian from tens of thousands of years ago.
As expected, as soon as Ming Zhaoshuang thought of this, Feng Jinsui told her:
“Although Honored Master never told me the name of this sword technique or who created it, she did say that for this sword technique to exert its maximum power, the wielder must have the well-being of all living beings in their heart and not harbor evil thoughts. Therefore, she never taught it to me.”
Feng Jinsui smiled frankly: “It’s probably impossible for anyone in our Devil Realm to exert the maximum power of this sword technique.”
Having the well-being of all living beings in one’s heart, that is to say, most users cultivate the Path of All Living Beings.
And the strongest in the Path of All Living Beings was Feng He.
It seemed that the Number One Sword Technique Under Heaven was indeed created by Feng He Du Xian and inherited by Feng Budu.
However, Feng Budu’s attitude made it clear that Feng He Du Xian’s sword technique was not passed down to others, otherwise, she wouldn’t have recognized her sword moves and casually questioned her about Feng He.
Then who was that white-haired youth in the dream, and why did he use the Number One Sword Technique Under Heaven?
And use it so exquisitely?
Feng Jinsui swung her legs: “So I wanted to ask you, how did you get this sword technique?”
Ming Zhaoshuang’s mouth twitched slightly. She thought to herself that she couldn’t possibly say it was given by the System cheat.
Just as she was about to fabricate a reason, she saw a cold sword flying straight towards Feng Jinsui, cutting down a piece of eaves snow.
Cheng Zhaoyang’s eyes blazed like fire as she strode forward and yelled at Feng Jinsui:
“Feng Jinsui, what do you think you’re doing! If you have something to say, come at me!”
Feng Jinsui’s hair fluttered. When she landed again, she had a long sword in hand and thrust it towards Cheng Zhaoyang.
She said, “Do you think I’m not coming for you? If it weren’t for the many houses in Demon Quelling Pass, I wouldn’t have found you, and I wouldn’t have had the leisure to chat with this young lady!”
Cheng Zhaoyang raised her sword: “Less nonsense!”
Feng Jinsui’s face was wicked and wild: “Take this! Take this! Take this!”
As the sword lights of the two flashed, spiritual flow and demonic flow collided, and Ming Zhaoshuang’s courtyard was instantly transformed. The east wall collapsed, the west wall tilted, and a corner of the eaves above was sliced off.
Ming Zhaoshuang held her forehead: “In the middle of winter, do you want me to sleep in the snow?”
While she complained, the two who had already gone red-eyed had no intention of paying attention to her. They exchanged blow after blow, seemingly trying to turn each other into a sieve.
Cheng Zhaoyang had clearly been unable to defeat Feng Jinsui last time. Although she had improved greatly this time, she was still slightly inferior to her.
In the blink of an eye, the two had exchanged over a hundred moves, and Ming Zhaoshuang’s courtyard had become a ruin, utterly desolate.
Fei Changxiu and Ming Chenxing heard the commotion and also rushed over. The moment they looked up and saw the two fighting fiercely, their hearts trembled.
Good heavens, the two battle-crazy fiends were at it again.
Fei Changxiu sighed: “I was originally thinking of seeing who had the guts to destroy Junior Sister’s courtyard, but I didn’t expect it to be them. That’s fine then.”
Anyway, he couldn’t beat them, and Ming Chenxing couldn’t either.
Ming Zhaoshuang, unable to bear it any longer, slapped Fei Changxiu on the head with Fushuang and reprimanded, “What are you saying, Senior Brother Xiu’er!”
Fei Changxiu lowered his head and admitted his mistake: “I was wrong, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have made sarcastic remarks. Poor Junior Sister, such a good house…”
Ming Chenxing said, “Just shut up.”
The more you talk, the angrier the Eldest Young Lady gets.
Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t want to discuss the house issue with this guy anymore, so she just asked, “How is Senior Brother Qin?”
He had been lying down for so long, and given his physique, he shouldn’t still be unconscious.
Fei Changxiu said, “The military doctor said he’s fine. He should wake up in a day or two.”
Ming Zhaoshuang was relieved and looked back at the two fighting in the air, unmoved.
After all, losing the house was heartbreaking, but the fight between Cheng Zhaoyang and Feng Jinsui was even rarer, serving as free teaching material.
Feng Jinsui’s sword moves were unconventional and full of character; Cheng Zhaoyang’s sword moves were grand and open, full of righteousness.
Ming Zhaoshuang knitted her brows. The battle between Feng Jinsui and Cheng Zhaoyang involved no pills, no talismans, no magical artifacts, and not even spells. It was purely a contest of swordsmanship, which could be said to be very monotonous.
But their use of the long sword and their understanding of combat were enough to make this extremely monotonous match dazzling!
As Ming Zhaoshuang watched, Fushuang in her hand actually felt a little hot.
She also wanted to compete with them!
“I lost.”
Just then, Cheng Zhaoyang’s voice rang out, like ice and snow hitting the eaves.
Feng Jinsui put her hands on her hips, raised her eyebrows, and lowered her long sword, smiling at Cheng Zhaoyang and saying:
“I told you, one day you’d lose to me!”
From the age of fifteen to now, nearly five years have passed. From being suppressed by Cheng Zhaoyang at the beginning to being able to defeat her now, Feng Jinsui’s journey has been incredibly difficult, and she almost shed tears.
She also knew that her ability to defeat Cheng Zhaoyang was purely because she was from the Devil Realm, her early cultivation was fast, and she had Feng Budu as a strong backer, with top-tier resources, which allowed her to defeat Cheng Zhaoyang.
Once Cheng Zhaoyang reached Deity Transformation and obtained resources equal to hers, she would forever be her defeated opponent.
For five years, she had been working hard to defeat Cheng Zhaoyang. Unexpectedly, today she experienced such a feeling, and it even brought a sense of relief.
Cheng Zhaoyang heard this and did not refute, merely raising her eyebrows slightly.
“Then, do you dare let me add one more person?”
