Chapter 78: Qian Daobai Hunts Down the Titan Giant Ape! Qian Renxue's Sword Dance is Absolutely Beautiful!
Ning Rongrong's body froze instantly.
"You lost."
Qian Renxue spoke calmly, then sheathed her longsword.
"well..."
Ning Rongrong sighed somewhat dejectedly and casually tossed the sword onto the grass.
"I'm not coming anymore, I'm not coming anymore, Senior Sister, you're amazing."
She puffed out her cheeks, somewhat resentful, but mostly helpless.
For some time now, she has been practicing with her senior sister every day, but she has never won.
Qian Renxue looked at her charming and innocent appearance, a smile appeared on her lips, and she was about to say something.
Just then, a calm voice rang out from not far away.
Your heart is in turmoil.
Qian Daobai had appeared in the garden pavilion at some point, quietly watching them.
When Ning Rongrong saw Qian Daobai, her face flushed, and she quickly stood up straight and bowed respectfully.
She glanced at her master furtively with her big, bright eyes and said earnestly.
"Yes, Master."
Qian Daobai nodded and said to her.
"You've been too eager for quick results in your cultivation lately, which has made your foundation unstable. In the days to come, take some time to reflect and consolidate your progress."
"Yes, Master! Rongrong understands!"
Ning Rongrong immediately responded obediently.
Qian Daobai's gaze then turned to Qian Renxue.
"Xue'er".
"Your disciple is here."
"Go pack your things."
Qian Daobai stood up and spoke slowly.
"Come with me."
Qian Renxue was slightly taken aback, then asked, "Master, where are we going?"
"Starry Sky Forest".
Qian Daobai's voice remained completely calm.
"It's time to prepare your eighth spirit ring."
Upon hearing this, Qian Renxue was overjoyed and immediately replied, "Yes!"
...
Starry Sky Forest, Mixed Zone.
Qian Daobai and Qian Renxue walked unhurriedly through the dense forest.
The deeper one goes into the forest, the more dangerous the surrounding environment becomes, with the auras of various powerful spirit beasts rising and falling.
But with Qian Daobai by my side, all of this seemed insignificant.
The faint aura emanating from him caused all the daring soul beasts to keep their distance, not daring to approach him even slightly.
Qian Renxue followed behind him, her heart filled with an unprecedented peace.
This feeling made her feel incredibly safe and content.
Night falls.
The two found an open space near the lake and lit a campfire.
Qian Renxue looked at the shimmering lake in the distance. After a long day of running around, she was covered in a light sweat, which made her feel a little sticky.
She walked to Qian Daobai's side and said softly.
"Master, I'm going to the lake to wash up."
"Go."
Qian Daobai nodded.
A moment later, Qian Renxue returned.
She removed her crown, and her long, radiant golden hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall, the ends still damp with moisture.
The lake water soaked her skirt and sleeves, clinging tightly to her skin and outlining the girl's beautiful curves.
A night breeze blew by, carrying the damp chill unique to the forest.
Qian Renxue couldn't help but shiver, feeling a chill.
She subconsciously walked over and sat down next to Qian Daobai, getting closer to the campfire.
"Master, I'm a little cold."
Her voice, in the quiet night, carried a subtle softness and dependence.
As she spoke, she seemed to unconsciously reach out her slightly cold little hand and gently place it in Qian Daobai's palm, which was resting on his knee.
A soft and slightly cool sensation came over me.
Qian Daobai's gaze shifted, and he looked down to see a fair and delicate hand lying quietly in his palm.
He didn't pull away; instead, he moved his fingers slightly, gently tightening the small hand and enveloping it in his palm.
"There's a fire here."
He took Qian Renxue's hand and brought her closer to the campfire.
The warm firelight illuminated Qian Renxue's exquisite face, giving her fair skin a captivating blush.
Qian Daobai glanced at her casually and saw that her clothes were slightly open because of her washing up, revealing a small patch of snow-white skin on her chest.
In the firelight, it resembled the finest warm jade, radiating an alluring luster.
Qian Renxue seemed unaware of her master's gaze, and silently moved a little closer to him.
"Crackling..."
The sound of burning firewood echoed in the quiet night, masking the girl's somewhat rapid heartbeat.
Qian Renxue didn't speak, but simply turned her head, her beautiful eyes quietly looking at the profile of the man beside her. In the flickering firelight, his face appeared incredibly deep and captivating.
Time seemed to slow down at that moment.
Only when their bodies were warmed by the campfire did the two look away and prepare to rest.
Nothing was said that night.
The next morning, as dawn broke, a thin layer of mist still shrouded the forest.
On the lakeside, a stunningly beautiful figure has begun to dance.
Qian Renxue changed into a white outfit that allowed for easy movement, and her long golden hair was simply tied back, swaying gently with her movements.
Holding a long sword, she moved nimbly, the sword light drawing cold arcs in the morning light.
Without the aid of soul power, each sword strike relies solely on pure physical strength and skill.
Her figure was light and agile, and with each jump and spin, she showed off her long and straight legs, which were covered by white trousers.
Her waist was slender, yet it contained astonishing explosive power, and with the rise and fall of the sword, it outlined a breathtaking arc.
"Whoosh!"
With a flick of her wrist, she thrust her longsword forward, and an invisible sword aura shot through the air.
The calm lake surface was cleaved open by the sword energy, leaving a shallow ripple that spread outwards in concentric circles.
Not far away, under a tree, Qiandaobai sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, seemingly oblivious to everything around him.
After another incense stick's time, Qian Daobai slowly opened his eyes. The breathing exercises he had done throughout the night had made him even more clear-headed.
He stood up and walked to the lakeside.
Qian Renxue stood there, sword sheathed, fine beads of sweat on her forehead, and a healthy blush rising on her fair cheeks from the exercise.
Upon seeing her master approaching, she quickly composed herself and stood respectfully at attention.
She gripped her sword, her bright eyes filled with anticipation as she looked at Qian Daobai.
"Master, have I learned it correctly?"
Qian Daobai's gaze lingered on her for a moment, then he nodded.
"continue."
Receiving her master's affirmation, even if it was just two words, filled Qian Renxue with joy.
She took a deep breath, calmed her mind again, and began to practice her sword moves.
This time, she danced with even more seriousness.
He kept recalling every detail, every technique for exerting force, and every change in angle that Qian Daobai had once pointed out.
Her body leaped lightly into the air, tracing a graceful arc, her longsword moving with her like a shadow.
Swords flashed, and figures danced.
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