Chapter 361
The girl in the pink dress, riding on the celestial steed, had sharp eyes and immediately spotted the two preparing to ascend the mountain.
“Li Mo... Ying Bing?”
The Crown Prince himself was not present; today, he had sent two maidservants to Qingyuan Sect on his behalf.
The girl in pink understood that this was meant to be a warning. Coupled with the injury she had sustained yesterday, she felt a surge of resentment bubbling within her.
Following the Crown Prince, even the powerful figures from major sects treated them with utmost respect. When had they ever suffered such indignity?
Unexpectedly, before she could even reach the mountain, she ran into Li Mo, the one who had stood up for the little princess yesterday, the so-called "Divine Hammer Tyrant."
Before Dan Hong could speak, Li Mo frowned first.
“No galloping within the mountain gates.”
“Under heaven, is there any land that isn’t the king’s? Do you dare to stop me from delivering the Crown Prince’s orders?”
Dan Hong’s eyes suddenly turned sharp. Today, Jiang Yu had not restricted her from using her realm. She was in the Inner Scene, and no matter how gifted her opponent was, they were merely in the Observation Realm.
She drew the long whip from her waist, the sound slicing through the air like a venomous, agile soft sword, aimed at Li Mo’s cheek.
Crack—
The whip cracked in the air but inexplicably veered off course, striking the stone steps beside him and shattering them.
“Fool! Dare to dodge!”
She pulled out her mysterious weapon, the Inner Scene realm faintly radiating around her.
But in the next moment, a sword light, as bright as moonlit frost, erupted.
Ying Bing stepped forward, holding Tian Shuang, her gaze exuding a chilling authority.
“Hold on... esteemed guests, please remain calm. Junior Sister Bing...”
Ouyang, who had come down to greet them, felt his soul nearly leave his body upon witnessing this scene.
Goodness, Li Shidi had just offended someone yesterday.
And now it was Junior Sister Bing again. Had these two conspired together?
Clearly, neither side paid any attention to Ouyang.
The girl in green, Qing Que, also dismounted and said to him, “The Crown Prince has instructed us sisters to teach you two potential dragons in martial arts. If that’s the case, let’s do it right here at the mountain gate.”
Hearing this, Ouyang could only stomp his foot and turn to rush back to the main hall to report.
Qing Que looked at the cold girl holding the sword and felt an uncanny resemblance to the stunning woman from Tianshan Sword Manor who had once captivated the entire martial world.
Could it be...
At that moment, Ying Bing’s gaze shifted to her, softly saying, “You two, come together.”
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Under the bright blue sky.
“?”
Li Mo found himself retreating behind Ying Bing, almost involuntarily.
Strictly speaking, it was the ice princess who stood in front of him. The small hand that had been in his palm was now gripping the sword. He opened his mouth but was met with the frost and snow reflected in her eyes, her beauty as cold as jade.
He suddenly recalled how she had supported him when he stood up for the little princess yesterday.
The ice princess was backing him up.
So, Li Mo relaxed. With the ice princess taking the lead, how could he not trust her?
“...”
Dan Hong, Qing Que, and the entourage they had brought fell silent.
Observing the Inner Scene?
Those at the forefront of the Potential Dragon List could indeed achieve that, but hadn’t they once ranked among them? Moreover, they were facing two opponents at once?
“Heh, Cold Fairy... let’s see how well you deserve that title!”
Dan Hong narrowed her eyes. She despised that kind of gaze, reminiscent of the woman who had once suppressed her master, Jiang Chuchong’s mother.
Suddenly, she struck, unleashing her Inner Scene realm.
“Watch out!” Qing Que shouted loudly.
She sensed it.
Ying Bing’s long, fair fingers, though seemingly casually gripping the mysterious sword, were brewing a surge of sword energy that could pierce the heavens.
Once she drew her sword, it would surely be earth-shattering!
But Dan Hong, proud and arrogant by nature, believed that the gap between their realms was insurmountable. As long as she went all out, her opponent would have no chance to retaliate.
A river of light hung suspended in the sky, its domineering sword energy sweeping down like a torrent.
The strength of this sword lay in its vastness.
Ordinary practitioners in the Observation Realm would likely find their hands too weak to even draw their swords against such a condensed force, a clear demonstration of the mental pressure of the Inner Scene over the Observation Realm.
Of course, this meant nothing to Ying Bing, who possessed two divine intents, both embodying the Great Dao.
It was utterly meaningless.
In this world, aside from the future Jiang Chuchong, and the legendary sword god who had long passed, who could claim to be vast before Ying Bing?
Under the moonlight, Ying Bing moved, unleashing the sword she had long been accumulating.
Once again, it was a sword energy that flowed like a celestial river!
“The Celestial River Sword Technique is not to be underestimated; you will never achieve perfection.”
A voice as cold as jade echoed from within the sword energy.
The sword energy surged into the sky, and within it, the flowing river was imbued with a sense of inclusiveness.
It intertwined her essence from the Jade Phoenix Divine, merging various divine intents into one.
“!”
Li Mo’s eyes widened in shock.
When did the ice princess learn the first rule of fighting?
And she executed it so naturally and skillfully...
As expected, Dan Hong was furious. With a flicker of her mind, the realm shifted slightly. This wasn’t even a flaw; after some technical adjustments, it was nearly undetectable...
But her opponent was Ying Bing.
The sword energy suddenly surged, instantly seizing that minuscule fluctuation and ruthlessly tearing it apart, expanding it into a flaw.
The flaw appeared.
Ying Bing wielded an astonishingly brilliant sword light, charging toward Dan Hong, the remnants of her sword-wielding form barely dissipating.
So fast!
Dan Hong’s pupils constricted sharply.
Yet around this inevitable sword energy, layers of nets suddenly emerged, as if every sword light, sword intent, and sword momentum were ensnared, leaving them flailing like headless flies in every direction.
The Art of Chess Swordsmanship.
This sword seemed intent on causing Ying Bing’s sword energy river to fragment, like a school of fish scattering, only to be caught in a net in the end.
This sword also compensated for the flaws and shortcomings in Dan Hong’s realm, leaving her with no worries behind.
“I seem to have heard the elders mention this in the Sword Tower of Sword City.”
Li Mo recalled the elder who loved to read “The Overbearing Empress Fell in Love with Me,” who had spoken of this sword technique with a mix of regret and gritted teeth.
The elder had said this sword technique was too calculating, too thoughtful, a sword that could harm the overly wise.
After this sword appeared, the strength of Xun Yun Sword City waned, forever overshadowed by Tianshan Sword Manor.
However, compared to Ming Hui...
Ying Bing, shrouded in moonlight, stood firm, her sword like a bright light, her form enveloped in a veil of moonlight, becoming hazy and indistinct.
In an instant, her figure slipped into the moon’s shadow.
Yet her sword remained resolute! It pointed directly at Dan Hong’s brow, a clear death warrant, drawing ever closer to its target!
Dan Hong’s pupils widened.
In that moment, she found herself looking down into those eyes.
Cold, transcendent, profound.
Like a celestial being descending from the moon, casually glancing at a mortal, freezing their soul and dulling their spirit.
She would truly kill me with a single sword.
She didn’t care who I was.
Buzz—
The sword tip hovered just outside her brow, a mere finger’s distance away, as if she could feel the icy edge of the sword, the energy dissipating slightly.
A shallow cut appeared on Dan Hong’s brow, a drop of blood trickling down, marking her face.
She collapsed to the ground, as if her soul had left her body.
“...”
Li Mo felt a sudden clarity wash over him, secretly astonished.
The ice princess had grown so much stronger!
If she had a divine weapon and they sparred, it would be hard to say...
Dan Hong looked at her, seemingly uninjured, just a scratch, but...
“You! You’ve ruined her!”
The usually expressionless Qing Que finally showed anger on her face.
The ice princess could easily argue that it was her opponent’s fragile sword heart and unstable mindset that led to this, and it had nothing to do with her; she had even shown mercy.
But Ying Bing turned to glance at Li Mo’s handsome face, then looked seriously at the girl in green.
“Consider it a favor to her.”
Qing Que choked, her anger doused by the coldness in Ying Bing’s gaze, a sense of helplessness rising within her.
After a moment of silence, this sword attendant of the Crown Prince spoke up.
“The Crown Prince asked me to convey a message to you.”
“Don’t teach the little princess martial arts anymore, or he will definitely kill you.”
“As for the previous matter, the Crown Prince holds no grudge. Your contributions in the Southern Wilderness balance the scales, and his warning shows he values your talent. You should take care of yourself...”
“That clearly wasn’t just one message, was it?”
Li Mo replied earnestly, mirroring the ice princess’s cool demeanor.
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