Chu Hao's feet moved and rotated along the slippery edge of the cliff. As a powerful gust of wind blew, his body swayed like a blade of grass, as if it could be blown away at any moment and fall to his death.
Such a situation was extremely perilous, a life-and-death struggle. Just watching from the side, Liu Ji Ya's palms were covered in a layer of cold sweat, and she felt her heart pounding with fear. But on Chu Hao's face and in his eyes, there was no trace of hesitation or fear.
Chu Hao's clothes fluttered like an iron flag, and his hair scattered like ink. He was like a white crane, moving with the wind, as if walking on solid ground.
"Amazing, amazing, amazing."
Liu Long repeated the word "amazing" three times in one breath, his voice filled with awe.
"This is truly the state of using the heart to control the sword. I never expected that besides Chu Zi Ya, the second person in Jade City to achieve this state would be a teenager. Even Chu Zi Ya would be slightly shocked, right?"
"I really did underestimate him. He said he would die without regrets after hearing the truth in the morning, and I thought he was just talking big."
"In my lifetime, I have met countless people, but I have never seen eyes like his. Even I, after experiencing many life-and-death dangers, only suppressed my fear of death, and my will is just more resolute than ordinary people. But when facing life and death, there is still fear in my heart."
"I have met Zhou Zi Ya; his eyes are sincere and firm towards the way of the sword, but he has not yet seen through life and death."
"The moment of life and death is a great terror."
"But this person has already seen through life and death!"
"His heart is fearless!"
Liu Long's body was also trembling. He truly couldn't understand how Chu Hao could possess such a state of mind. Without a real experience of death, how could one see through the great terror of life and death?
Cultivators go against the heavens, practicing martial arts for what? It is for the sake of eternal life in the world. The greater the desire for life, the more one fears death.
Seeing through life and death—these four words are simple to say, but Liu Long had only met one person who had truly achieved it: Chu Hao!
"Ji Ya, this person will surely have immeasurable achievements in the future. It is your fortune to be able to befriend him."
Liu Long let out a long sigh. Chu Hao, a person like him, made him feel terrified. A person like this must either be befriended or kept at a distance.
At this moment, Chu Hao's spirits were high. With a loud shout, the three-foot-long blue sword in his hand seemed to resonate with his heart, emitting a clanging sword cry that shot straight into the sky, shaking the mountain range.
After sheathing his sword, Chu Hao's breathing was steady, his face neither red nor his breath hurried. Compared to Liu Ji Ya's previous performance, the difference was like heaven and earth.
"I am Liu Long, and this young friend is truly an extraordinary person. I hope you can forgive the words I said just now."
Liu Long took the initiative to introduce himself, and his tone was that of treating Chu Hao as an equal.
Liu Ji Ya was not surprised. Chu Hao had the qualifications for it.
"It doesn't matter. I was also seeking the truth. Words are not evidence; one must see it with their own eyes to believe it. If you said you could turn beans into soldiers and transform a pile of trash into treasure, I wouldn't believe it unless I saw it with my own eyes."
Chu Hao waved his hand, not minding at all, and then carefully looked at Liu Yuan Long.
"Interesting. No wonder the Liu family has fallen to a second-rate family."
"Both of your arms must have been broken before. Although they have been reattached, most of the meridians inside have been destroyed and are difficult to restore. That's why your ten fingers are faintly black, and the skin on your hands lacks color."
"Furthermore, whether it's your tone of voice or your hands, there is a medicinal smell. It seems that you often wipe your arms with medicine and take pills in hopes of restoring the injuries to your two arms."
"Unfortunately, your two arms are almost necrotic, and their vitality is nearly all gone. It's not so easy for a withered tree to be reborn."
Chu Hao's words caused both Liu Ji Ya and Liu Yuan Long to change their expressions dramatically.
"This!" Liu Yuan Long was experienced and knowledgeable, having seen all sorts of storms and waves. Yet, he was still deeply shocked by Chu Hao's few words. "Young friend is truly a prophet. Such eyesight is simply that of a divine being, a celestial being!"
Before, he had called Chu Hao an extraordinary person. Now he had elevated him to a divine and celestial being, which showed the shock Chu Hao had brought him.
"I am very curious about how this kind of injury came about. This seems to be a deliberate punishment. If they wanted to make you unable to use your arms, smashing your arms after breaking them would have been enough. But they chose to only destroy the meridians inside your arms, severing their vitality while keeping them completely intact."
Chu Hao slowly added.
"Of course, if it's inconvenient to say, I won't force it."
"Since the young friend could speak of such intricate details just by looking a few times, I have nothing to hide."
Liu Yuan Long took a deep breath. "Does the young friend know of the nine great heaven's chosen talents of the Yunmeng Nation?"
"The nine great heaven's chosen talents, the nine most outstanding people in the Yunmeng Nation I've heard of them. I heard that Prince Ming Long is the leader of the nine great heaven's chosen talents, but his personality is domineering. He always follows the principle of 'those who follow me live, and those who oppose me die.' He holds the power of life and death, a lone paragon. Judging by the character of the nine great heaven's chosen talents, I'm guessing your injury was caused by him?"
Chu Hao paused after saying this.
"But I heard that he never leaves a survivor. How did you...?"
"The young friend guessed correctly, it was indeed Prince Ming Long."
A look of sorrow flashed across Liu Long's face. Beside him, Liu Ji Ya clenched her fists even tighter, her eyes revealing killing intent.