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After leaving the city, verdant mountains lined both sides of the highway, shrouded in lingering mist.
Han Yu would occasionally draw the newly acquired Earth-grade short saber from her waist and slash it around with a semblance of form, her eyes filled with delight.
“Master... do you know saber techniques?” Han Yu asked expectantly, looking up.
Su Yueli slowed her pace, pausing to ponder.
Then, she smiled and sighed. “Your master excels in fist and kick combat. If you had chosen a weapon like fist blades or fist spikes, teaching you would have yielded twice the result with half the effort.”
Ever since she embarked on the martial path, she had encountered formidable enemies along the way, relying entirely on her incomparably domineering physical body and extremely fierce fist intent.
As for the eighteen types of weapons like sabers, spears, swords, and halberds, although she had occasionally dabbled in them over the long years, she rarely practiced them and could not be considered proficient.
However, the Great Dao was simple, and all changes returned to the source.
Many years ago, when she had nothing to do, she would also play around with sabers and spears, naturally learning some simple weapon techniques...
With her current martial path attainments, even if she had never learned any profound saber techniques, guiding a novice Third Realm girl was more than enough.
Su Yueli casually snapped off a tree branch and began to swing it according to the principles of the saber, simply teaching Han Yu a few basic techniques of chopping, slashing, hacking, and generating force.
After giving her guidance and seeing Han Yu begin to practice, Su Yueli could not resist her own itch to practice. She casually pulled the pitch-black, immensely heavy Emperor-grade spear from the void.
By now, she had already mastered the first five styles of her Ji Dao Fist Technique, reaching the boundary of grand accomplishment.
The Martial God ultimate technique she had snatched at the auction, Mountain-Shaking Heaven-Shattering Force, had also been comprehended to minor accomplishment over the long days.
Both fist techniques and spear arts emphasized an uncompromising, fierce explosive power.
This nameless Emperor-grade spear was extremely suitable for testing her blood qi.
Su Yueli's beautiful eyes narrowed. The blood qi around her body faintly emitted a low roar like rumbling thunder. Holding the spear in one hand, she began to wield it freely by the side of the road!
The spear moved like a swimming dragon, possessing an unstoppable momentum!
Without a single trace of spiritual magic or spiritual light, relying purely on the ultimate exertion of her physical muscles and bones, the tip of the spear tore through the air, actually ripping the stagnant, deathly yin energy in the surrounding heaven and earth into visible white scars!
Not far away, Han Yu, who was practicing her saber techniques diligently, stopped her movements. She stared blankly at the elegant figure in the blue dress wielding the spear nearby.
Her robes fluttered, and the spear light was like lightning.
When her master wielded a spear, she lost some of her usual gentle and ethereal demeanor, but gained a heroic, cool, and peerless presence that could dominate the world!
“So beautiful...” Han Yu muttered in a daze, the determination to practice in her heart becoming even firmer.
The master and disciple traveled slowly, practicing and honing their skills along the remote paths.
In just a few short days, they had completely crossed the border pass of the Great Yan Dynasty and arrived at the desolate desert at the border between the two dynasties.
“Whew...”
Han Yu let out a sigh of relief. “Master, we're finally going back to the Great Li Dynasty!”
Although their treatment had been good recently, being in a foreign land was ultimately not as comfortable as their homeland.
Most importantly, her strength was too weak. Following Su Yueli, she had seen powerful demon beasts and immortals that she wouldn't have seen in a lifetime.
Only then did she realize the vastness of the gap...
“Ouch!”
The next moment, Han Yu bumped into Su Yueli's back and clutched her head.
“Master, you...”
She saw that Su Yueli had stopped in her tracks at some point and was slowly pulling back her spear.
Su Yueli's expression was calm as she stood on the windswept desert wasteland, sighing somewhat helplessly.
“You have followed me all the way from the imperial city to this wilderness. After following for so long, aren't you tired?”
Her cool voice, mixed with an imperceptible vibration of spiritual energy, spread in all directions.
In fact, as early as two days ago when they had just left the capital, she had sensed the two faint, lingering auras behind them.
She had intended to see what tricks they were trying to play, but who would have thought these two were exceptionally patient, hiding their heads and tails along the way, wasting two whole days just following her.
Having reached this uninhabited border, she truly lacked the patience to keep wasting time with them.
Beside her, Han Yu was stunned to hear this and looked around blankly. “Master, is someone following us?”
Before her voice could fade—
“Weng!”
The void high above in front of them rippled slightly, and two figures stepped out of thin air from the clouds, slowly descending onto the barren rocks dozens of yards away.
The leader was a young man dressed in a splendid python robe, and behind him stood an old man in a grey robe.
A faint pressure radiated from the old man, causing the surrounding wind and sand to freeze slightly.
Han Yu's delicate body trembled, and she subconsciously pressed her hand against the short saber at her waist, exclaiming, “More immortals?!”
The young man in the splendid python robe looked somewhat astonished.
He was a Seventh Realm cultivator, and Elder Ku beside him was a Twelfth Realm cultivator. How could a mere martial artist detect their tracks?
But after a moment, he quickly composed his thoughts and straightened his attire.
With a seemingly warm and natural smile on his face, he cupped his hands slightly toward Su Yueli. “Please wait, Lady Yueli. This prince is the Second Prince of Great Yan, Yan Yunlie, and this is my guest elder, Elder Ku.”
Seeing Su Yueli narrow her eyes, Yan Yunlie hurriedly explained in a warm voice, “Please do not misunderstand, Lady Yueli. I have absolutely no ill intent. Learning that you saved my imperial father and are a peerless talent of Great Yan, I feel immense admiration and have specially prepared generous gifts to pay my respects.”
“However, there are many eyes and ears in the imperial city, and my brother, the Crown Prince, keeps a close watch. It was truly inconvenient for me to disturb you in the city. Thus, I had no choice but to follow you all the way and only reveal myself upon finding this quiet place. I hope you will forgive my rudeness.”
These words were spoken with grand dignity, leaving no room for fault.
Upon hearing this, the corners of Su Yueli's mouth curled up slightly into a half-smile.
She narrowed her beautiful eyes, sizing up the Second Prince meaningfully, and suddenly spoke:
“Your Highness's explanation is indeed beautifully crafted.”
“However... you didn't show yourself early or late, but insisted on appearing only after my disciple and I had completely stepped out of Great Yan's borders, with no one to turn to.”
Su Yueli's voice was as calm as still water. “I'm afraid... it isn't as simple as Your Highness says, is it?”
Hearing this, the smile on Yan Yunlie's face instantly froze.
He felt a flash of embarrassment and surprise at being exposed. Clearly, he had not expected that this woman was not only strangely powerful but also so meticulous and sharp-witted.
However, he was ultimately someone who had struggled in royal power plays for many years. In an instant, he regained his composure and laughed in spite of himself:
“Haha, you indeed have an excellent eye, Lady Yueli! I truly cannot hide anything from you.”
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