Chapter 114 : I Have a Sword, You Know That, Right?
Chapter 114: I Have a Sword, You Know That, Right?
This statement was not exaggerated at all.
There was even a second half that Li Yunqing did not say aloud:
“Among lower-tier Profound Realm, I am undefeated!”
As for middle-tier, upper-tier, and Perfection of the Profound Realm, she did not dare claim it.
She had never encountered them, nor did she know how strong those people truly were.
Moreover, her understanding of the Profound Realm itself was still limited.
“Good!”
The Sword Saint of Cangshan was somewhat shocked upon hearing this.
Being invincible below the Profound Realm was clearly not just empty words.
Yet Li Yunqing was only at the Upper Tier of the Qi Realm and had not yet reached Perfection.
If she reached Qi Realm Perfection, once her True Qi liquefied, she might even surpass his former self.
“The future of the Sword Dao may be truly bright!”
Thinking this, the Sword Saint grew increasingly satisfied and said, “Go. The steward will arrange your residence. If you wish to go out, let him arrange it as well.”
“I still need to go into seclusion!”
After speaking, his figure flashed and vanished like a streak of sword light.
Watching her master’s speed, Li Yunqing was startled—he had grown stronger again.
Thinking about it, it made sense. Back then, he had created Sword Ten within ten days of breaking into the Profound Realm.
Now nearly twenty days had passed. Just how strong he had become would likely only be revealed in seven days, during his battle with the Sword God.
“I should write a letter home.”
“And since I’ve arrived in the capital, I should also pay a visit to Master Ghost Granny as soon as possible.”
“Oh right, back then when Master taught me medical skills, I said I would do something in return.”
“Then I’ll give her the Seven Absolute Needles.”
With that thought, Li Yunqing turned and left the garden, following a servant to the Cloud Viewing Pavilion.
This would be her residence in the capital.
“Xiaolan, prepare brush and ink!”
Inside the room, Li Yunqing sat upright at the desk, holding a brush and writing swiftly.
On the paper, her small, neat script flowed smoothly, each character upright and restrained.
Between the lines, there was even a faint chill, like plum blossoms in the snow.
“Xiaolan, give this letter home to the guards who came with us. Arrange for a few of them to rest for a few days, then return to deliver it.”
“When traveling, be generous—don’t skimp on pills or silver.”
“Send more people for safety on the road.”
Xiaolan took the letter and went out to make arrangements.
Li Yunqing remained busy, beginning to transcribe the Seven Absolute Needles.
A drop of kindness should not necessarily be repaid with a gushing spring—but it must be repaid.
Even if Ghost Granny was her master and an elder, it was still the same.
“As for Master Sword Saint… if he ever wants to spar with me in the future, I’ll let him have three moves!”
Li Yunqing muttered softly, a faint smile appearing on her face.
The next day, Great Yu Calendar Year 387, October 15.
The chill in the air deepened, fallen leaves scattered, and a thin layer of frost could be seen on rooftops in the morning, glistening under sunlight.
“Miss, wait!”
Before stepping out of the Cloud Viewing Pavilion, Xiaolan came running over, holding clothes, chattering, “It’s cold now—wear more when going out!”
As she spoke, she draped a white cloak over Li Yunqing’s shoulders.
Then she stood in front of her, tying the cloak’s straps gently.
Li Yunqing stood quietly, smiling without speaking.
This kind of unconditional care—aside from family—was rarely so warm.
“Miss should wear white from now on. White looks so beautiful—like a fairy!”
Looking at the cloak, Xiaolan spoke softly, her eyes filled with admiration.
Li Yunqing’s fair skin made white look even more striking.
It also made her appear exceptionally pure and elegant, as if tailor-made.
“The dress should still be purple. The rest can be anything.”
Li Yunqing replied.
It wasn’t that she particularly liked purple, but that it wasn’t too bright, was more durable, and suited a young girl without appearing old-fashioned.
As for wearing all white, it felt a bit too showy.
Moreover, as a woman, if white clothes became dirty outside, it would be inconvenient to change and easier for others to take advantage.
“Let’s go. Accompany me to the Green Bamboo Courtyard.”
Dressed in a purple gown with a white cloak, Li Yunqing stepped out of the Cloud Viewing Pavilion.
Like the most eye-catching scenery in the world, every servant and maid she passed stood frozen in place, unable to recover for a long time.
The carriage traveled through the capital, passing more than a dozen streets before finally reaching a large courtyard that still retained lush greenery.
“This is the place. Wait in the carriage.”
Li Yunqing spoke softly to Xiaolan, then stepped down and walked to the entrance, knocking on the door.
“Who is it?”
A man’s voice rang out, full of vigor.
Soon, the gate creaked open, revealing a man in a green robe.
He appeared around twenty-five or twenty-six, rather handsome and elegant.
But upon seeing Li Yunqing waiting outside, his eyes instantly went blank. “Miss, who are you looking for?”
“Li Yunqing. I seek my master, Ghost Granny. Could you inform her?”
Her voice was clear and pleasant, like flowing water.
Hearing this, the man’s eyes lit up. “So you’re the disciple of Divine Physician Ghost Granny. No need to inform her—come in with me!”
“Don’t worry, I can make that decision.”
“Watch your step—the frost makes the ground slippery.”
He was extremely attentive, his gaze constantly wandering over Li Yunqing—her face, her chest, even her legs.
If Yuan Qing were here, she would likely whisper: “This guy doesn’t look like a good person.”
“Many thanks.”
Li Yunqing paid no attention to his gaze, remaining gentle and composed.
“Not at all! My name is Feng Xuanyi—just call me Xuanyi.”
Feng Xuanyi smiled, slowing his steps until he was only one step away from her, subtly sniffing the air.
“???”
Li Yunqing stopped walking. Her hand under her sleeve clenched slightly.
“I won’t get angry… I won’t get angry… I’ll leave after seeing Master!”
Feng Xuanyi glanced at her and said, “Apologies. What kind of fragrance are you wearing? It’s too enchanting—I lost my manners for a moment.”
“It’s fine. Please lead the way, Young Master Feng.”
Li Yunqing remained calm as ever.
“Alright, follow me!” Feng Xuanyi nodded and led her in, shouting loudly upon entering the inner courtyard: “Master, someone is here looking for Divine Physician Ghost Granny!”
There was a bamboo grove in the courtyard, still lush green despite the season.
Beside it sat an elderly man with half-white hair, reading a book. Hearing the call, he looked up, completely ignoring Feng Xuanyi.
His gaze fell on Li Yunqing, and he nodded slightly. “You are Li Yunqing?”
“Yes.”
Li Yunqing bowed slightly.
Her eyes shimmered faintly. Even with her Greater Yin Eyes, she could not detect any True Qi within the old man—he seemed like an ordinary person.
Yet she sensed something off—like a forced breakthrough had left deep injuries within him, suppressed by Ghost Gate Needles.
“You saw through it?”
The old man seemed to notice her gaze. “Since you are Ghost Granny’s disciple, your medical skills must be extraordinary. Do you have a way to heal me?”
Li Yunqing replied softly, “Master’s medical skills far surpass mine. With her here, you will surely be healed.”
“Yunqing, you’ve come!”
Ghost Granny emerged from a nearby room, carrying the scent of medicine.
“Yunqing greets Master!”
Li Yunqing bowed.
Feng Xuanyi tried to speak several times but was ignored. As he attempted again, Li Yunqing interrupted: “Master, let’s speak privately.”
She then glanced at the old man—clearly no ordinary figure.
“Go ahead.”
The old man nodded, then looked at Feng Xuanyi. “Stay. What are you following for?”
Watching the two leave, Feng Xuanyi grew anxious. “Master, that woman is very beautiful!”
“And so? Eight concubines aren’t enough for you?”
The old man frowned.
“I want to take her as well!” Feng Xuanyi said eagerly.
Compared to her, his eight concubines were utterly vulgar.
“She is Li Yunqing—the one who defied the imperial decree.”
The old man spoke calmly. “Do you believe that if you said that in front of her, she would dare to cut you down with a single sword?”
“But Master, you’re in the Divine Realm—who would dare disobey you?”
“She also has a master—the Sword Saint.”
The old man continued calmly, “The Sword Saint has a brother named Ying Jiu, once known alongside him as the Twin Stars of Sword Dao.”
“Now, Ying Jiu is known as the Sword God.”
“Do you know why their ten-year battle was advanced?”
“Do you know why the Sword God agreed without hesitation to fight at the Imperial City?”
“Do you know why the Divine Realm expert in the Imperial City hasn’t intervened?”
“I’ll tell you—if the Sword Saint and Sword God join forces, even a Divine Realm expert would lose years of lifespan trying to suppress them.”
“Do you want your master to die for you?”
Feng Xuanyi froze.
“And she is Ghost Granny’s disciple. If you force her, do you believe they wouldn’t poison your master to death?”
Feng Xuanyi’s face filled with disbelief.
“If you truly like her, figure it out yourself. I won’t help you.”
“Scram!”
With a wave of his hand, Feng Xuanyi was flung out of the courtyard, crashing to the ground.
“I’ll figure it out myself!”
He sat outside, holding his head, deep in thought.
Inside a room, Li Yunqing recounted everything to Ghost Granny in detail.
“You actually took the Sword Saint as your master?”
Ghost Granny was surprised.
“Yes. I came to the capital because I defied the decree. Master Sword Saint stepped in to help me. Tomorrow, I’ll block the Imperial City gate.”
Li Yunqing spoke gently. “Master, are you well here? That old man—is he in the Divine Realm?”
“I think he forced his breakthrough and suffered severe backlash.”
“You saw through it?” Ghost Granny was even more surprised.
“Yes. I could treat him—but I didn’t agree.”
Li Yunqing took out the Seven Absolute Needles manuscript. “The treatment method is here. Master, take it.”
Ghost Granny paused in shock.
Healing a Divine Realm expert would grant immense influence.
“That Feng Xuanyi is very annoying!”
Even Li Yunqing felt impatient. Otherwise, she would have cut him down already.
“Indeed. He’s useless—only relying on Feng Lao’s power.”
Ghost Granny nodded.
“You should treat Feng Lao. All problems will be solved.”
“No.”
Li Yunqing shook her head firmly. “That is Master’s opportunity. A disciple should not take it.”
“Not only that, I will help Master. This is why I’m giving you the Seven Absolute Needles.”
“I won’t treat him.”
“Relying on others is worse than relying on oneself—and I don’t think he’s as reliable as Master Sword Saint.”
Ghost Granny nodded. “Very well. I accept your goodwill.”
She understood—Feng Lao held martial manuals she needed to break into the Profound Realm.
This would resolve her long-standing obsession.
“Don’t worry. Feng Lao won’t let Feng Xuanyi act recklessly.”
“With this book, he owes us a favor.”
Li Yunqing nodded. “I’ll set up the challenge tomorrow, so I won’t stay long.”
“If Master is unhappy, send me a letter.”
“When I grow stronger, I’ll cut off that old man’s legs for you!”
Ghost Granny: “…”
Foolish girl—the man could hear that!
Outside, Feng Lao’s lips twitched.
Wasn’t she supposed to be gentle and refined?
“Master, I’ll take my leave.”
Li Yunqing bowed and left.
Watching her, Ghost Granny felt gratified.
“You’ve taken a good disciple,” Feng Lao said.
He felt deeply frustrated—why couldn’t he have such a disciple?
Meanwhile, outside—
Feng Xuanyi blocked Li Yunqing’s path.
“My master is in the Divine Realm—you know that, right?”
“We’re both surnamed Feng—you know that, right?”
“If you marry me, I’ll divorce all eight concubines and treat you well!”
“If you refuse, I’ll get angry—and the consequences will be serious, you know that, right?”
He stepped closer, staring at her face.
Li Yunqing remained calm.
“Oh? And then?”
She blinked, her hand moving under her sleeve as a flying sword appeared, transforming into a three-foot blade.
“I have a sword—you know that, right?”
Her voice was gentle and pleasant.
But the moment her words fell, she raised her sword and slashed.
A brilliant sword light erupted instantly.
Feng Xuanyi had no time to react.
“Boom!”
The sword struck his chest, blood spraying.
He was blasted away, smashing through a wall and tumbling into the bamboo grove.
His limbs twisted grotesquely.
Ghost Granny froze.
Feng Lao’s expression stiffened.
Wasn’t she gentle?
Where did this temper come from?
In the distance, Li Yunqing stood calmly, bowing politely before turning and leaving gracefully.
“She did that on purpose,” Feng Lao muttered.
Ghost Granny nodded. “She wants me to practice on him first.”
Feng Lao: “…”
“She won’t kill him,” Ghost Granny added.
Feng Lao sighed. “Interesting girl… I owe her a favor.”
Ghost Granny smiled. “Her movement technique isn’t very good. Do you have anything suitable?”
Feng Lao’s lips twitched. “I have a supreme technique—Nine Heavens Phoenix Dance.”
“Suitable?” Ghost Granny smiled knowingly.
“Very suitable.”
Feng Lao sighed inwardly.
What if she really came to cut his legs someday?