Two days later.
"Satisfied?"
Seeing the work rapidly fermenting and spreading on the Luofu internet, Leon stopped the action of throwing Aha like a ball.
"Satisfied satisfied, too satisfied la!"
Aha was spinning circles in Leon's palm, with a tone full of drool.
"Next time change to me and brother as the prototype, okay… Aiyo—"
"Crawl farther away."
Punching Aha flying with one fist, Leon patted his sleeves.
Just as he was about to find a place to eat something good, he discovered a familiar figure walking toward him.
Just that the expression was somewhat dejected, and not looking at the road.
"Sushang?"
No reaction.
"Big Pillow Li?"
"Ah?"
Sushang came back to her senses, blankly blinking as she looked at Leon in front of her, at a loss.
"Leon… it's you! So you're still on the Luofu?"
"Will be stationed here for some more time."
Leon remained expressionless, choosing to use suspicious-style statements to guide Sushang into telling the truth.
"Seeing you looking absent-minded, could it be that the regular assessment inside the Cloud Knights didn't pass?"
"Not that."
Sushang waved her hands repeatedly, her small face wilted.
"Two days ago there was a bit of an accident, lost a lot of face, got teased by colleagues, although I know everyone had no malice…"
"If it's convenient, tell me about it?"
"Okay… Two days ago I went with my bestie to… to a supernatural holy land for a live stream adventure, and actually encountered a ghost!"
Recalling the situation at that time, Sushang subconsciously shrank her neck, continuing:
"My bestie wasn't even scared unconscious, but as a proper Cloud Knight, I was the first to lie down… Sigh, tell me, isn't this embarrassing?"
"…Actually it's nothing. Everyone has some taboo things in their heart that they don't want to touch."
Leon didn't mean to mock Sushang at all, and very sincerely comforted her.
"Just like there are tough guys afraid of heights, and there are those who fear nothing in heaven or earth, yet are afraid of some tiny insects."
"Plenty of Cloud Knights are afraid of ghosts; you're not a special case, no need to feel troubled over this."
Sushang covered her face, weakly saying:
"Even though that's what they say, but my mom somehow heard about this and lectured me."
Leon instantly understood.
So the child looked a bit autistic because of this reason.
Even as a long-life species, one cannot escape the xx-style parent situation.
"Your mother is?"
"Oh, my mom is called Qin Suyi, a Cloud Knight Xiao Wei under General Feixiao of the Xianzhou Yaoqing."
Speaking of her mother, Sushang was still quite proud, while also somewhat yearning.
When would she be able to reach her mother's height?
"Ai, my mom makes me add half an hour of Cloud Knight sword art and one hour of family sword art every day; I can't rest until I finish practicing."
"Until—until I achieve a small accomplishment, but, but… it's too hard!"
Sushang took out the Xuanyuan Sword she carried with her, stroking the sword body surface.
"I asked my old dad; he said when my mom was young, it took her thirty years to practice the Taixu Sword Art… oh, that's the family sword art, to small accomplishment."
"I've only just passed ji… uh, ji whatever it was, that is the Xianzhou collective term for fifteen years old. I'm only sixteen this year; how could I possibly reach small accomplishment that fast."
Leon smiled.
"Strict is strict, but the starting point is definitely for your own good. The reason you're worried is because the daily training time is arranged too tightly?"
"Not really… it's just that it squeezes the time I have every day for chivalrous acts and helping others, hehe…"
Sushang scratched her head.
In her innocent big eyes, there was a clear sense of beauty.
At least Leon thought so.
Regarding Qin Suyi's educational method, he didn't know how to evaluate it appropriately.
Clearly a Xianzhou person, yet couldn't even say the two characters "ji ji" completely.
One could imagine that the time she received cultural education must have been severely squeezed by martial arts training.
The aura unique to those who act with heavenly mercy emanated from inside out on Sushang's body surface.
Poor child, help her a little.
Leon took out an incense burner and tossed it to Sushang.
"This is…?"
Sushang was puzzled.
"A few strands of hair or a few drops of blood will do. After adding it in, slightly open the seal to let the fragrance waft out. After smelling it, it can help you progress more easily."
Leon explained with a light laugh.
"So magical?"
Sushang was extremely curious, but had already taken action, cutting her finger and dripping a few drops of blood into the incense burner.
In an instant, a strange fragrance spread out.
Smelling the scent, Sushang's clear big eyes gained a bit more solemnity; her whole body's temperament became different.
Previously she was full of youthful vigor; now she was restrained and steady.
"So magical. What exactly is this fragrance?"
Sushang now only felt her consciousness incomparably clear, able to inwardly view the intangible sword intent drifting in her divine sense.
Leon: "Extracted the lifelong sword intent comprehended by several sword art masters; I added it inside, and refined this incense burner with special materials."
As for why extract—
Naturally because no one could collect the corpses for those several masters.
They committed many evils in life; after death, make full use of them, consider it atonement.
"Oh."
Sushang savored these words, always feeling like something was wrong somewhere.
Forget it, not important. Proper business is urgent.
She began to dance the Xuanyuan Sword in her hand.
Things that were always hard to grasp during usual training were now clearly visible.
Her condition was unprecedentedly good; she was getting more and more of the feeling… the kind of feeling her mother had taught in the past.
Or rather, she had already touched the edge of that realm.
Sushang's figure became faster and faster. The Xuanyuan Sword, which she usually could hardly wield with one hand, now seemed like her third arm, swinging freely.
Where the sword edge passed, it left trails of sword shadows, forming a sword array.
They interconnected with each other; the intangible patterns gave the feeling of sword intent turning into spiritual spring water flow.
"With heart as sheath, to nurture the sharp sword—"
The more Sushang enlightened in her heart, standing on the Xuanyuan Sword hilt in the center of the sword array, her palm vertical in front of her face, solemnly forming a sword seal.
"Three chi of water, can cut clouds!"
In an instant, wind and clouds surged in this space; the high-altitude cloud layers split, and a giant sword that covered the sky and sun descended from the heavens.
Quite a few nearby people were frightened by the sudden phenomenon.
From the surface of that giant sword, they felt the threat of death.
Good grief, which guy dares to fight in the city district and play so big?
If this falls down, who knows how much destruction it would cause.
"Bad… can't retract it!"
Cold sweat appeared on Sushang's forehead. She discovered she couldn't freely dissipate the offensive.
Not because of panic, but because her realm wasn't enough.
"Leon! Dodge quickly!!"
Sushang was truly panicked this time.
She didn't expect that following the feeling in her heart and trying to execute one of the ultimate techniques in the Taixu Sword Art would go so smoothly as if water flowing into a channel.
But the consequence?
Played too big… eh? Where's Leon?
Sushang quickly scanned left and right around her. In her panic, she looked up to the sky and discovered a scene that made her dazed.
She saw Leon touch the giant sword's surface with one hand, and the giant sword turned into countless light points and dissipated.
This…
Could it be that the level of her move was merely having the appearance but no substance?
"It's because his strength far exceeds yours."
"…General?!"
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