Chu Qing slightly sensed the changes of inner breath within his body, and then he stood up.
He only felt the inner breath flowing inside, circulating non-stop.
It was completely different from before.
Practicing swordsmanship inside the room was obviously not a good idea, so he moved the table aside and performed a set of Cyan Void Palm.
However, now his inner breath was operating according to the Purple Mist and Void Scripture, which meant that when using this palm technique, not only was its power several times greater than before, but a faint layer of purple glow also covered his palm.
Chu Qing suddenly recalled the original description of the Purple Mist Divine Skill and quickly fetched the Copper Mirror.
Comparing while practicing the skill, he discovered that after the fusion of the Purple Mist and Void Scripture, using it did not make purple energy appear on his face.
But his eyes did emit a purple glow…
"That's a relief…"
Chu Qing slightly let out a sigh of relief; otherwise, if activating the skill made him look like a transformed purple potato spirit, he wouldn't be able to accept it.
What's that saying again, being strong is temporary, but being handsome is lifelong.
Eyes glowing purple and a huge purple face, just from the description, they seem like two different species.
After performing a set of palm techniques inside the room, he checked the time and found that midnight was nearing.
The rain outside wasn't as heavy as before; it was a good time to go out.
Before, meeting Wu Qianhuan was a toss-up, but now with Er Gou's issue, he had no choice but to meet her.
He changed into night clothes, put on the mask with no markings, opened the window, and with a flick, he was already outside, stepping down and soaring in the air, landing on the rooftop.
The whole action was done in one go, relying entirely on Inner Strength, without using any hand force.
Then he stepped down again, heading towards Du Huating.
"This profound Inner Power is indeed unmatched from the past."
As Chu Qing hurried along, he felt the changes brought by the inner breath, only finding the intricacy of lightweight techniques, which were previously underutilized, becoming more effortless with the enhancement of this Inner Power.
As he ran, the inner breath flowed endlessly, requiring little exertion of Inner Strength to leap far away.
Compared to before... it was unknown how much faster.
The Chasing Star and Moon Step itself was known for speed, allowing him to be as fast as a galloping horse in a short time.
But his original Inner Strength was insufficient to sustain this lightweight technique for a long time.
He always had to rest and meditate to recover Inner Strength after covering some distance.
Inner Strength couldn't be depleted; some must always be reserved for unexpected situations.
Now, with the Purple Mist and Void Scripture, relying on his current Power at the Seventh Layer, he could forcibly run all night without stopping.
Of course, this was just his estimation; the true limit, no one knew until it was reached.
"If I had this Inner Power during the day, that girl wouldn't catch up with me even on horseback."
However, he also thought about how he acquired this Purple Mist Divine Skill because of her.
Chu Qing didn't regret it for long.
Just a thought inevitably arose in his mind:
"Since Inner Power can be fused, then can lightweight techniques also complement each other?
"But Inner Power has the system's assistance, saving me a great deal of effort, while lightweight techniques require my careful contemplation. If I could fuse them...
"The aerial strides of the Golden Swan Skill, are they merely thirty-seven steps?"
This matter sounds easy, but trying to achieve it is extremely difficult.
You can ponder while on the go, but dare not attempt lightly. If the Inner Strength accidentally disrupts the meridians, a cramp is a minor issue, but causing internal injuries would be truly unpleasant.
Moreover, Chu Qing is well-versed in the lightweight technique of the Golden Swan Skill, having comprehended its mysteries entirely.
The Chasing Star and Moon Step has been practiced since a young age but is not fully grasped due to limited talents.
With current conditions, attempting to merge these two lightweight techniques might not be easy.
"Given this situation, focusing on mastering the Chasing Star and Moon Step first, achieving complete understanding; even if not improving and merging both, it may be handled like an arm directs a finger."
Thinking this, he cleared the distracting thoughts from his mind, arriving at Du Huating in no time.
Tonight's rain left the streets devoid of passersby.
Inside Du Huating, a green lamp was lit; beneath the lamp was a beauty, along with fine wine.
She had arrived a bit earlier than agreed.
A gust carrying water droplets blew by, causing the light to flicker, and Wu Qianhuan saw another person appear in front of her in a blur.
Her pupils contracted slightly; Wu Qianhuan felt that this person seemed even more unfathomable than during the day.
This increasingly shook her determination.
She heard some things after returning today, reflecting on Chu Qing's actions, unable to link him with the Chu Family's third young master who failed in both literature and martial arts.
Especially the Yijian that killed Xin Youhen... even now, recalling it sends chills through her body.
Could she have really mistaken him?
Was this person before her just another with a similar gaze?
But after all, she was the miss of Celestial Dance City, showing none of her thoughts on her face.
She only said softly:
"You're here."
"Stop talking nonsense, Miss."
Chu Qing was a bit speechless:
"I'm sitting right here, isn't that obvious enough?"
"..."
Wu Qianhuan gritted her teeth, suddenly feeling that the atmosphere just shattered.
Shouldn't Jianghu People carry a bit of aloofness?
Especially an assassin... could they talk in a less common way?
Taking a deep breath, Wu Qianhuan poured him a cup of wine:
"Immortal Drunk from Zhiwei Pavilion, aged thirty years, give it a taste."
"I won't drink."
"Why not?"
"Assassins never drink outside."
"Then eat something?"
"...Do you insist I remove my mask before stopping?"
Chu Qing was speechless:
"With my mask on, how do you expect me to eat or drink?"
"Come to think of it, you do have it tough."
Wu Qianhuan pouted:
"I suggest you get a mask with a mouth opening. Otherwise, if trapped with someone, having food and drink but unable to escape... will you starve yourself to death?"
"I think I could kill them first, then eat and drink."
"But what if they're your close friends, beloved ones, and they don't know your true identity; you wouldn't want to expose your identity?"
"...I could knock them out."
"You..."
Wu Qianhuan felt her temper rising again.
Suppressing the fire in her heart, she heard Chu Qing speak:
"You've said so much, offering drinks and food, are you planning not to pay?"
Such audacity!
Wu Qianhuan's forehead veins nearly bulged. She took out silver notes worth fifteen hundred taels from her sleeve and threw them fiercely at Chu Qing.
From the looks of it, she almost wanted to hit his face with them.
Chu Qing casually caught them, ensuring they were correct, and then nodded in satisfaction:
"Indeed, Miss Wu keeps her word…"
"Since that's settled, let's get down to business."
"You still have business?"
The successfully annoyed Wu Qianhuan spoke with noticeable emotion.
Chu Qing smiled:
"I want a defense map of Luoyu Hall."