Chapter 564: Bold Recklessness
Li Mochou felt a complex mixture of emotions.
At first, she lacked confidence; using this sword technique seemed overly courteous and created a sense of dependency, which made it challenging to fully bring out its intricacies. However, with Song Qingshu by her side, supplementing her moves, the effects of the Jade Maiden Pure Heart Swordplay became evident, boosting her confidence.
Their synchronization deepened, and Li Mochou found herself growing increasingly attuned to an indescribable emotion—a feeling of shyness, a lingering closeness, a gentle affection tinged with uncertainty.
This stirred memories she’d buried for years. She recalled the early days of leaving the Ancient Tomb Sect and encountering that man—this was exactly how she had felt.
The founder of the Tomb Sect, Lin Chaoying, had suffered heartbreak, which led to her demise within the tomb. A woman of remarkable talents in both literature and martial arts, she still harbored the same romantic dreams as any ordinary woman, often imagining herself one day standing shoulder to shoulder with her beloved, Wang Chongyang. Fate had intervened cruelly, however, leaving her to pour her unfulfilled feelings into creating a dual-sword technique, the Jade Maiden Pure Heart Swordplay.
Wang Chongyang practiced the Quanzhen Sword Technique, so Lin Chaoying crafted the Jade Maiden Sword Technique to harmonize with it, forming a unique dual-sword technique—the Jade Maiden Pure Heart Swordplay. Yet Lin Chaoying never had the chance to wield it with him; instead, it became a legacy for later generations of the Tomb Sect.
Just then, Zhang San and Li Si suddenly jumped back from the fight, cupping their hands in surrender. “To witness the unmatched skills of the Ancient Tomb Sect today—we brothers are deeply impressed. There’s no need to continue; we admit defeat.”
They didn’t understand the origin of this sword technique and, witnessing one astonishing move after another, assumed that even more powerful techniques remained unused. Fearing for their lives, they decisively conceded before the situation worsened, as reputation meant everything to Central Plains people, who often hesitated to continue fighting under such circumstances.
“You’re merely following orders…” Song Qingshu pondered briefly. “Do as you wish.” Though he wasn’t intimidated by the Isle of Heroes, they’d had no prior grievances, and he didn’t want to provoke such a mysterious, hidden power by killing their emissaries. Moreover, he was curious about the Isle of Heroes’s intelligence network, and leaving the two alive might prove useful in the future.