Chapter 235 - 235 233 Painting North

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235: Chapter 233: Painting North… Cough, Xuan Shui Jun 235: Chapter 233: Painting North… Cough, Xuan Shui Jun Baili An was speechless again. He had never seen anyone who could smile so brilliantly and happily after their defeat, even when they had important sword connections like Sword Heart Clarity and Sword Soul stolen from them. According to sister Wen, in this world, Sword Heart Clarity is a natural gift born to swordsmen. Only three people in the Mortal World possessed it. This shows its rarity. As for Sword Soul, it is a special type of Spiritual Power for Sword Cultivators, cultivated through mental intent and merging the sword into the soul. It required a tremendous amount of energy and arduous cultivation to refine one’s own sword into a lifebound. Thus, at some opportune moment of enlightenment, a Lifebound Spirit would be born from the sword, which greatly assists in raising one’s Cultivation Realm and even strength. Looking across the entire world, only the Tianxi Sword Sect truly managed to nurture the Sword Soul successfully. Among the Tianxi disciples, apart from those of the Thirteen Swords, none were eligible to touch such levels. Whether it was Sword Heart Clarity or Sword Soul, they were no ordinary objects and could not even be exchanged for other objects. Despite their loss, Yun Rong showed no hint of regret on her face, only a sense of carefreeness and spontaneity. This was not an act; it was truly being spontaneous. A carefree spirit amid worries, a bright world in dark times. This was a height unreachable by thousands of people in their lifetimes. For the first time, Baili An looked earnestly at Yun Rong, upholding the righteousness of the Mortal World. Fang Geyu held his head in his hands, “Can you embarrass yourself any more? You can’t even defeat your own Heart Demon that you nurtured.” Yun Rong smiled slightly, the longsword on her back buzzing and trembling under the seal. Unlike her calm demeanor, the trembling of the sword carried an indescribable palpitation. She said with a smile, “Isn’t this a good thing? There is no one in the world who understands my sword moves and Swordsmanship better than my Heart Demon. Doesn’t that mean that the heavens have gifted me an excellent sharpening stone? If I can defeat her, doesn’t it indirectly prove my strength?” Fang Geyu, not being a Sword Cultivator, didn’t understand her excitement and joy, thinking she was bonkers. “So the Heart Demon can also be used like this. Miss Yun Rong, you’re really amazing,” Baili An genuinely admired this woman, his eyes twinkling with little stars. How wonderful. If the people of righteousness were all as pure as Miss Yun Rong, that would be truly wonderful. In Yun Rong’s life, she had been looked up to with adoration by countless people, but she had become so accustomed to those uniform gazes that she was even a bit tired of them. However, the heartfelt praise from this young man, seeing the tiny stars in his clear eyes, unexpectedly made her feel somewhat bashful. Why did she feel like an old granny who wasn’t acting her age, bragging about her glorious past to her little grandson? And then to receive from her innocent little grandson the reaction… “Wow, granny is so amazing, even if granny loses in a fight, it’s still incredible.” That kind of wide-eyed admiration. Why did she feel a twinge of shame? Yun Rong’s fingers curled awkwardly. However, with the presence of the sword seal, it saved her the trouble of deliberately looking for it, as the Heart Demon woman would likely seek her out on her own. “If I see my Heart Demon next time, remember to stay far away. I hear she’s been restless recently, secretly involved with the Demon Clan’s assassin Xing Wu. Although the Heart Demon is dangerous, she doesn’t kill everyone she sees, but if you’re unlucky and meet Xing Wu, there isn’t even a half chance of survival.” Mentioning the name of Xing Wu, even Yun Rong couldn’t help but show a troubled expression. Of course, what really troubled her was that her Heart Demon was thinking and had high intelligence, even cooperating with the Demon Clan to strengthen herself. From this perspective, she couldn’t deny that she had created a cancer herself. This was ultimately something she had to resolve personally. Even Fang Geyu’s face paled slightly at hearing that name. The executioner, the ghost murderer of the night, a devil without humanity. There were too many stories about Xing Wu, so many that just hearing the name made the continent’s populace’s hearts tremble. Yet no one knew that inside Baili An’s arms, he was secretly harboring a silver snake ring symbolizing the assassin’s guild. He frowned subtly and changed the topic, “Miss Yun Rong, are you ready to discuss the Dao with me?” Yun Rong’s troubled expression immediately disappeared. She didn’t mind sitting down right in this small noodle shop. Pulling out a small booklet from her bosom, she handed it to Baili An, “Take a look at this first.” Baili An thought it would be something like Lingxu Swordsmanship, but upon receiving it, he saw a pink book with a colorful painting of a man and a woman. The man stylish and suave. The woman beautiful and alluring. Fang Geyu: “???” Holding the small book, Baili An blinked and earnestly prepared to open the first page when Fang Geyu let out a loud exclamation, “No!” A petite hand suddenly pressed down heavily on the cover of the book, her graceful face as dark as the bottom of a pot, looking at Yun Rong and grinding her teeth, “Yun Rong, you’re disrespecting your age!” Yun Rong showed a look of surprise, “Disrespecting my age?” “Isn’t that the case? What is this nonsensical book?” Yun Rong touched her face, “Am I that old?” Fang Geyu was exasperated, “Is that the point?!” She snatched the small book from under Baili An’s palm, her finger pointing at the tiny print on the cover, “Look at what this is, Xuan Shui Jun! This is a lewd book written by Xuan Shui Jun! You, being the fourth Tianxi Sword, actually brought this indecent book for a junior to discuss swordsmanship!” With a disgusted gesture, she threw the small book on the table, took out a handkerchief to vigorously wipe her hands as if she just touched something filthy. Ultimately, she didn’t forget to pull out a clean new handkerchief and wipe Baili An’s fingertips as well. Yun Rong, feeling pity, picked up the yellowed book, brushing off the food remnants on the cover, puzzledly said, “This is a sage’s book, how could it be considered indecent?” Fang Geyu’s expression turned pale, looking at her as if staring at a lascivious ruffian, “You call Xuan Shui Jun’s book a sage’s book?” Yun Rong curiously asked, “Who is Xuan Shui Jun, do you know him? If you do, can you introduce us? There are many subtle details in the book that are too profound for me to fully comprehend, I’d like to discuss them with him in person.” Fang Geyu was utterly disheveled. Subtle details? Too profound? How seriously had she been reading this? Want to comprehend it deeply, and even meet him in person? This woman is terrifying! Baili An, too, was confounded by her overwhelming reaction, merely judging by the cover, seeing a man and a woman without any impropriety, and noting the book’s title was Elegant Collection, a literary and elegant kind. Where was it indecent? So he couldn’t help but ask, “Yes, who exactly is Xuan Shui Jun, and why is it inappropriate to read his book?” Were they not supposed to discuss Sword Dao? Fang Geyu found this name difficult to utter, mustering her courage after a moment, her face darkened as she bit her lip, “Xuan Shui Jun is a renowned master of drawing in the world, it’s just that his paintings…mostly are…are…” After a long hesitation, she bit her lip, “Mostly erotic scrolls!”

Chapter 235 - 235 233 Painting North

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