sovbooks Chapter 84 : Say That Again to My Sword
Chapter 84 : Say That Again to My Sword
Chapter 84: Say That Again to My Sword!
“It was almost noon already?”
Li Yunqing stepped out of the secret chamber and looked at the sun in the sky.
Only then did she realize that this breakthrough, along with familiarizing herself with her strength, had actually taken an entire night.
“With my current strength, I should be invincible below Grandmaster, right?”
“As for Profound Realm Grandmasters, I definitely can’t beat someone like the Sword Saint. As for the others… I’ll only know after fighting them.”
Feeling the abundant Greater Yin True Qi within her upper, middle, and lower dantians, Li Yunqing’s eyes shone brightly.
Although Magical Power could not be used to cast spells on others, it could still be used to cast spells that enhanced herself.
For example, Lightness Technique, Great Strength Technique, Invisibility Technique, Swift Movement Technique… and so on.
As long as they were spells that enhanced herself, because of the Longevity Panel, they would not be met with the backlash of heaven and earth.
And if she wanted to cast offensive spells, she could still use Immortal-Martial Power.
Although she could not perfectly control Immortal-Martial Power, she could still release spells at full power.
Combined with the flying sword technique, anyone below the Profound Realm Grandmaster level could not possibly defeat her.
As for martial arts, at fifteen years old, possessing strength at the Middle Tier of the Qi Realm already counted as genius-level talent, enough to face any crisis.
Her only regret was her lack of combat experience.
But overwhelming force created miracles. The moment she struck, it would be with a finishing move, never probing, only crushing others with sheer momentum. That alone was enough to handle any situation.
“With Lightness Technique and Swift Movement Technique enhancing me, my speed will become even faster.”
“Even if I can’t beat a Grandmaster, could I not at least outrun one?”
Li Yunqing’s eyes sparkled, and the pressure on her entire body vanished.
She only felt light as a swallow, no longer bound by any shackles. Even the scenery she had seen a thousand times before suddenly seemed far more beautiful.
“Miss, the future young master has come to see you.”
Xiaolan came running all the way over, her tone excited, every bit a young girl.
Li Yunqing had never told Xiaolan what she truly thought, afraid that Xiaolan would not be able to keep her mouth shut.
Secrecy led to success, and she was unwilling for others to know what was in her heart.
Thus, toward Xiaolan’s various forms of address and all that excitement, she mostly brushed them off casually.
One could not blame the ignorant.
For some matters, it was enough that she understood them herself. There was no need to make things difficult for others.
“Why has he come to see me?”
Li Yunqing asked in confusion. She had only just broken through to the Qi Realm and had not even gone to look for him yet, but he had come to her on his own?
“I don’t know. But judging from the future young master’s expression, he should be in a very bad mood.”
Xiaolan thought for a moment before replying softly. She could not figure out what had happened either.
“Very well. Invite him to the small pavilion in the garden and serve some tea while he waits. I’ll go change first!”
Li Yunqing waved her hand and walked straight toward Ziyun Pavilion.
Women were unlike men. When receiving a guest, they naturally had to appear dignified. Every movement represented family upbringing and concerned the family’s honor.
She was not a heartless person. The family had given birth to her and raised her. The things that ought to be valued and cared about, she naturally would not treat perfunctorily.
What was more, it also concerned her own reputation.
“There is no need to regret being good to anyone—not because others are so worthy, but because you yourself are good enough.”
“And precisely because you are good enough, those who like you want to possess you, while those who hate you want to destroy you.”
“The affairs of this world are probably no different.”
A thought flashed through Li Yunqing’s mind.
Everyone had desires.
Just like how she had grown used to the life of a noble young lady, where clothes were brought to her hands and food to her mouth, and was unwilling to live like some wild person who suffered for no reason.
Becoming stronger was for the sake of living better, and for being able to say no to anything she did not want.
Within the small pavilion in the garden.
Jiang Yu sat there in a daze. The tea in his cup had already gone cold, yet he still did not notice.
When Li Yunqing stepped into the pavilion, Jiang Yu remained the same, as if his whole being had sunk into another world.
He had not even noticed that she had arrived.
This was even more serious than the bad mood she had imagined. He seemed almost to have lost his soul.
“Yunqing greets Senior Brother Jiang!”
Li Yunqing spoke and bent slightly in greeting.
Only upon hearing Li Yunqing’s voice did Jiang Yu suddenly come back to himself.
He abruptly turned to look at Li Yunqing, and once again froze slightly. All kinds of emotions intertwined in his eyes, complex to the extreme.
After a long while, Jiang Yu finally spoke slowly, his voice hoarse. “Junior Sister Yunqing, have you ever liked me?”
“No.”
Li Yunqing was afraid that if she answered too slowly, Jiang Yu would misunderstand.
Almost the moment Jiang Yu finished speaking, she had already answered, “Never.”
If not for that act of deceit back in the valley, she might have gotten along with him like an ordinary friend.
She could have accepted another person’s kindness and responded in kind, maintaining ordinary exchanges and regard for each other’s feelings, but without involving even the slightest bit of any other emotion.
Just like ordinary friends in her previous life, they could chat normally, have a meal together from time to time, greet each other normally when they met, and bid each other farewell when parting.
But only that.
“So that’s how it was…”
Jiang Yu spoke with a bitter smile. His hand reached into his robes as if he were lifting something weighing a thousand jin, until he finally took out the marriage document.
“Let’s break off the engagement!” Jiang Yu placed the marriage document and birth document in front of Li Yunqing.
Li Yunqing was stunned for an instant, almost unable to believe it, but she did not hesitate. “All right!”
Even if Jiang Yu had not come, she would have gone to him to bring up this matter herself.
Now that he had mentioned it first, nothing could have been better.
There was no question of dignity or losing face. She did not care about that. Breaking off the engagement was what mattered.
Thinking this, Li Yunqing turned to look at Xiaolan not far from the pavilion and said, “Xiaolan, bring the marriage document.”
Although she did not know why Jiang Yu had suddenly understood, this was a good thing.
“As for those betrothal gifts, later I…”
Before Li Yunqing could finish speaking, Jiang Yu suddenly interrupted, “Consider them compensation for Junior Sister Yunqing. I was the one in the wrong in this matter!”
“Only now do I understand what kind of feelings you had when you accepted this marriage.”
Jiang Yu spoke in a low, powerless tone. “I’m sorry. I caused you a great deal of trouble.”
After retrieving their respective marriage documents and birth documents, Jiang Yu hurriedly rose to take his leave, stumbling somewhat awkwardly out of the Li Family.
Like a walking corpse that had lost its soul.
“What happened?”
Looking at Jiang Yu’s back, Li Yunqing frowned slightly.
She had only gone into seclusion to break through to the Qi Realm, yet it felt as though everything had changed.
She lowered her head to look at the marriage document and birth document in her hand, and True Qi suddenly burst out.
“Buzz!”
Cold air raged, instantly freezing the marriage document and birth document, which then turned into powder and scattered, leaving behind not the slightest trace.
“Tap.”
At that moment, a faint sound came from the rooftop nearby.
At some unknown time, Jiang Jing had already appeared on the roof.
Looking at Li Yunqing, his face was full of delight. “I didn’t expect that the moment I came back, I’d see you breaking off the engagement.”
As he spoke, Jiang Jing leapt down and landed directly in front of Li Yunqing, saying, “How about tomorrow I have my master come to propose marriage?”
Li Yunqing suddenly raised her head, her eyes staring straight at Jiang Jing.
Within the hand hidden beneath her sleeve, the flying sword suddenly appeared, then instantly lengthened into a three-foot green blade and, without the slightest hesitation, slashed toward Jiang Jing.
“Clang!”
A sword cry rang out. The longsword traced an elegant arc, sword qi bursting forth like a crescent moon sweeping out.
“You’re not my opponent. I’ve already broken through to the Upper Tier!”
Seeing Li Yunqing lose her temper, Jiang Jing laughed loudly and raised his hand, intending to disperse that strand of sword qi.
But the moment he touched it, his expression drastically changed. The True Qi around his body burst out at once, forming a heavy wall of True Qi.
“Bang!”
The sword qi swept across, and the wall of True Qi instantly exploded.
The crescent-shaped sword qi only trembled slightly, not dispersing at all. Instead, it drove straight forward and shot toward Jiang Jing’s chest.
“Bang!”
With a muffled sound, Jiang Jing’s body was sent flying backward like a rag doll.
His feet forcefully carved two obvious tracks into the ground.
He slammed directly into the wall to one side, then slowly slid down it like a hanging scroll, collapsing onto the ground.
His eyes were filled with confusion.
He had only just broken through to the Upper Tier of the Qi Realm, so why could he not even block Li Yunqing’s casual sword strike?
He lifted his head and looked at Li Yunqing in utter bewilderment.
At that moment, Li Yunqing’s expression was gentle and serene, her temperament as ethereal as ever.
Clear ripples flowed through her bright eyes, as though carrying countless tender emotions, making her especially enticing.
But the sword in her hand continued to hum incessantly.
Li Yunqing raised her hand, held the longsword before her eyes, and gently stroked the blade with her slender, fair fingers as she spoke in an extremely soft voice:
“What did you just say? I didn’t hear clearly.”
“Now, you may say that again—to my sword!”
Jiang Jing: “…”