A plum blossom line divided the summer courtyard and the autumn scenery equally.
Ye Hongyu stood quietly. Her face grew paler, but her eyes were sparkling. Her black Taoist bun was shaken loose and fell on her shoulders.
Ning Que raised his arm and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
The two did not fight to the death, or even win.
But Ning Que's face was full of smiles. Even the long blood stain on the corner of his mouth seemed to be laughing, because he was very satisfied with the result of the battle.
He did not use the Haotian Divine Light imitated by the Great Spirit, nor did he draw his knife. He only used the Talisman Technique to make Ye Hongyu use her natal Taoist fish. This was enough to make him proud.
More importantly, from the moment he saw the Tao Addict on the snow cliff in the Wilderness, this cultivation genius of Haotian Taoism had been the deepest shadow in his heart and the goal he wanted to pursue the most. He had always thought that he was still far away from the Tao Addict, but today he was able to tie with her.
From the young soldier in the City of Wei who could only meditate and daydream without cultivation to the Academy's entry into the human realm who could compete with the legendary Tao Addict, Ning Que's journey seemed to be smooth sailing. But only he knew how much sweat and blood he had to put in to achieve this.
At this moment, he did not need to think about the fact that the Tao Addict was injured and her state dropped. He felt that he should be proud.
However, Ye Hongyu did not want him to be proud. She looked at the ground and said expressionlessly, "You have indeed made rapid progress, even faster than the intelligence of the Judicial Department. It is also beyond my imagination. But this is nothing to be proud of, because you can't even force me to use my full strength."
Ning Que was not affected by her words at all. He waved his fists excitedly, completely ignoring the blood and sweetness in his chest. He said in a hoarse voice, "You are not suitable to learn from Chen Pipi. What's the point of bickering?"
Ye Hongyu slowly raised her head and looked at him.
Her beautiful black hair slid down from her right shoulder and naturally hung in a perfectly straight bun, like a smooth waterfall. It looked soft, but it actually contained a lot of power.
Her expression was calm, her eyebrows were straight and firm, and her eyes were piercingly cold.
Ning Que's expression suddenly froze, and he slowly activated his Psyche Power. The crystal clear dew of the Great Spirit in his body began to rotate, transferring power to every part of his body.
Ye Hongyu looked at him quietly and said, "Do you want to take another blow from me?"
Ning Que took a deep breath and said, "Please."
Ye Hongyu untied the collar of her green taoist robe, revealing her fair skin.
Ning Que was slightly startled.
When he first saw Ye Hongyu in the Tianqi Mountains, she was a beautiful and seductive girl in a red skirt. At that time, she had never been stingy with her beauty. However, he believed that she would never use her beauty as a weapon.
Then why was she unbuttoning the collar of her Taoist robe?
What Ye Hongyu did next shocked Ning Que and made him speechless.
She stretched her hand downwards from the neckline. As her hand entered, the thin green Daoist robe became even tighter, revealing the curves of the young girl's chest. It was so beautiful that it made one's heart beat faster.
She took out a small piece of paper from her undergarments.
The small piece of paper was very small, about the thickness of two fingers. Ink lines could be seen on the edges, but the ink lines were blurred by the rain or the young girl's sweat.
Ning Que looked at the thin piece of paper between her fingers, as if he could smell the slight warmth from it.
"This is … a sword?"
Ye Hongyu said calmly, "This is the strongest sword I have ever cultivated in my life."
Ning Que's expression gradually turned serious, and he said, "I want to see."
Ye Hongyu held the small piece of paper between her fingers and pushed it forward.
She was standing at the other end of the plum line, several feet away from Ning Que. However, it was as if the piece of paper between her fingers was really in front of Ning Que's eyes when she stretched out her hand.
Ning Que understood that Ye Hongyu's action of pushing the piece of paper forward was an extremely cold action of drawing a sword.
Then he clearly saw the ink lines on the edges of the paper.
Then he saw an extremely sharp and extremely powerful sword.
The sword did not have any real external shape.
There was only an endless, terrifying sword style that was like a great river coming from the sky.
The sword style proudly laid across the courtyard and stopped on the plum line, quietly in Ye Hongyu's hand. It spewed towards Ning Que's eyebrows, using an invisible intent to form a visible wound.
Ning Que felt a great sense of danger, and the Great Spirit in his body suddenly circulated violently. However, the sword was too fast, and the sword style was too sudden. The sword style completely ignored time and enveloped his entire body in an instant. Before he could react, the sword had already struck him!
The sword momentum formed by the sword essence of the paper sword did not have any actual sharp blade. Like a turbid wave, it directly smashed over. The enormous power contained in the sword momentum directly knocked him off the ground. Like a fallen bird, he flew backwards and finally crashed heavily into the wall of the courtyard, making a muffled sound!
The newly painted wall dust fell off, revealing the black bricks inside.
Ning Que sat under the wall and spat out a mouthful of blood. The dust from the wall was all over his face, and when he was washed by the blood, there were many ravines on his clothes. It was a tragic sight.
He raised his hand with difficulty to wipe the blood off his chest, and looked at the thin piece of paper that Ye Hongyu was holding in between her slender fingers. His eyes were filled with horror, "What … is this sword?"
Ye Hongyu did not tell him.
Ning Que naturally did not know that the piece of paper between her fingers was the world's strongest powerhouse, the Sage of Sword, Liu Bai. He had condensed half of his life's Sword Taoism into a clumsy sword style.
It was universally acknowledged that the Tao Addict's talent in cultivation was peerless. However, she had pondered for so many days and still could not completely understand this thin paper sword. However, even if she could only understand a little of it, she could still blind Chen Bachi, who was at the upper state of Seethrough, with a casual wave of her slender fingers. How could Ning Que resist it?
Ye Hongyu walked past the line formed by the plum line and nodded slightly to Ning Que, who was in the corner. She said, "Thank you."
After saying this, she turned around and returned to the guest room.
Ning Que supported himself against the wall and stood up with difficulty. He looked at the closed door thoughtfully. At this time, he could already confirm that Ye Hongyu's secret was that small paper sword. The reason why she said thank you to him was probably because she had finally made some progress in her cultivation after today's battle.
However, he did not understand. Although Ye Hongyu's state had indeed fallen to the lower Seethrough State, she hid the small paper sword in her undergarments. Her real power was probably at the threshold of the Knowing Destiny State or even further. If so, why would someone in the West-Hill Divine Palace, who believed in power, want to deal with her? Did she hide her power? Why did she hide her strength and was so anxious to obtain more power? Why was she hiding her strength and so anxious? Who in the Divine Hall was worthy of her spending so much effort to deal with?
Thinking of a faint possibility, Ning Que had long forgotten the pain in his body. Looking at the closed door, he was shocked beyond words. He thought that the Tao Addict was indeed the Tao Addict. Not only was her cultivation state higher than his, but even what she wanted to do was more vigorous than what he wanted to do.
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After the parting battle, Ning Que and Ye Hongyu studied or fought together many times. These two young people who were best at fighting in the cultivation world fought in the courtyard, in the lotus field, under the shade of willow trees, and among the cliffs. The more they fought, the more they felt like they were fighting with another version of themselves in the world. They were intoxicated and crazy with the battle.
However, Ye Hongyu did not use the thin paper sword in the following battles, and Ning Que did not win any of her battles. Fortunately, the so-called life-and-death battle was just an excuse to put pressure on himself before the battle. Otherwise, he would have died even if he had nine lives.
Without the paper sword, Ning Que still could not win against the Tao Addict. He had lost so many battles. If it were an ordinary person, he would probably be frustrated to the point of numbness and give up. However, he did not feel this way at all. He cherished the opportunity to fight with the Tao Addict and kept learning from it.
Ning Que wanted to see the small paper sword again, but he admired Ye Hongyu's changes in Taoism Law in the battle. It was a powerful thing to know everything. What was even more powerful was Ye Hongyu's speed and decisiveness in choosing which Taoism Law to fight with. It was as if she had already guessed what he was going to do before he attacked.
Other than the Primordial Thirteen Arrows, Ning Que had used all his means in the battle these days. He had even used the Haotian Divine Light that was imitated by the Great Spirit, but he still lost badly.
At this moment, he recalled the battle by the Daming Lake last year. Ye Hongyu had used the ice fish formed by the lake water to dissolve the Primordial Thirteen Arrows. Ning Que was sure that it had nothing to do with calculation, but her instinctive reaction. He could not help but feel that it was even more terrifying. This kind of instinctive reaction could completely pull apart an enemy of the same state in battle.
One morning, Ning Que, who had lost another battle, looked at Ye Hongyu under the shade of willow trees. He finally could not control the confusion in his heart and asked, "How did you do it?"
In these days of battle, Ye Hongyu had also learned a lot. Her body had become much healthier, and she had made progress in understanding the paper sword.
Moreover, she had once again confirmed the fact that Ning Que was not the opponent with the highest state she had ever met, but he was the most difficult opponent she had ever met. This man was not like ordinary cultivators who could only use flying swords and talismans to attack foolishly. He could really fight.
Because she had confirmed this fact, she also confirmed that among the disciples of the Second floor of the Academy, Ning Que should be ranked in the top three on the kill list, only after Mr. First and Mr. Second.
But that was all in the future. She did not mind Ning Que becoming stronger now because she had enough confidence. Therefore, she decided to teach Ning Que some things.
"Do you know what Knowing Destiny State is?"
The shade of the willow covered the girl's slightly rosy and beautiful face. It was cool, and even her emotionless question became cool and pleasant.
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