Song Rujing and Song Yuansheng sat beside each other. Once Ling Bo Re and Zhao Jiuge disappeared from their view, Song Rujing calmly stared at Song Yuansheng.
Feeling his little sister’s burning gaze, no matter how thick Song Yuansheng’s skin was, he couldn’t ignore it. He forced a smile and turned toward Song Rujing. “What’s the matter?”
“You already know but still ask.” Song Rujing snorted and then slowly said, “Speak, what kind of scheme did you and Zhao Jiuge come up with?”
Song Yuansheng’s eyes turned and he fessed up. He revealed a smile and said, “What other scheme can we have? I just wanted to find a reason to let them spend a few days alone together. Am I not trying to help them get along?”
Song Rujing’s face was filled with contempt and she rolled her eyes. “You only know how to do this kind of thing. How come I never noticed this before? Zhao Jiuge is like you too; neither of you are any good!”
Song Yuansheng knew he couldn't win and decided to stop. He knew his little sister’s temper best, and the more you tried to talk to her, the harder it would become. Even if he won, it would be pointless because she would just beat him up in the end. Since he couldn’t win, he decided to remain silent during this situation.
Seeing Song Yuansheng stay silent, Song Rujing let out a cold snort and moved to the back row on her own. The flying boat became silent as it quickly flew toward the Ten Thousand Dao Sect.
After the Song siblings left, Zhao Jiuge and Ling Bo Re looked at each other. After a brief moment of silence, Zhao Jiuge was the one to speak up.
“What do we do next? Should we rest around here for me to recover, or walk slowly?”
Zhao Jiuge wouldn’t waste Song Yuansheng’s good intention, and he was happy to spend more time with Ling Bo Re. That was why he had played along with Song Yuansheng’s lie.
Ling Bo Re looked around and assessed their direction. She pointed toward the right side of the official road and slowly said, “Since you haven’t fully recovered, then we can simply walk toward the border of the Liu Province. We can enjoy the scenery along the way, and after you’ve recovered, we can fly back.”
Ling Bo Re was anxious to get back due to all the delays. However, she was helpless due to Zhao Jiuge’s injuries, so she had decided to simply treat this delay as a break. Back in the Hundred Flower Valley, she could cultivate for a very long time without taking any breaks.
Ling Bo Re slightly raised her head, revealing her tender, white neck. She was like a proud swan. Along with her red lips, everything she did attracted Zhao Jiuge. He didn’t oppose Ling Bo Re’s proposal—as long as he could spend more time with her, it was fine. Besides, he could already use a bit of his spirit force. It wasn’t enough to fly, but he could walk without any problems.
Then Zhao Jiuge carried his Cold Underworld Sword on his back, while Ling Bo Re held her Falling Flower Sword in her hand. The two of them walked down the official road side by side.
Because the Liu Province was close to the Southern Barbarian Forest, there were mountains and dense forest everywhere. The road was wide, but there was no sign of people.
Fortunately, the surrounding scenery was very beautiful and was not noisy like the bustling towns and cities.
The two of them walked forward in silence while they looked at the surrounding scenery.
They walked like this for three days and three nights. When it got dark, they would find a place to sleep. After three days, the two of them didn’t find a single city or saw a single person.
Neither of them spoke. Zhao Jiuge wanted to say something but could not find any topics. Ling Bo Re seemed to have returned back to her previous coldness. The tenderness she had shown when taking care of Zhao Jiuge seemed to have disappeared.
Although walking through this strange environment every day was a bit lonely, Zhao Jiuge felt joy because she was beside him.
Facing this strange and lonely environment, Zhao Jiuge felt his mind become extraordinarily clear. This played an important role in improving his comprehension of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Art. This kind of state could not be obtained in the bustling city or sects.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge learned why so many people went into closed door cultivation or went to some deserted place to cultivate.
Just like this, for three days, Zhao Jiuge looked at the clouds in the sky, The surrounding flowers bloomed and withered, the sun rose and set. The temperament around his body gradually changed.
Sometimes, Zhao Jiuge looked at the silent Ling Bo Re, and he wanted to tell her the truth several times. However, each time this thought arose, the little selfish desire in his heart stopped him. After all, once he returned to the Ten Thousand Dao Sect and completed this mission, they would have to seperate. He wanted to be with her for as long as possible.
The gap between them could not be closed within just a few days or months. However, Zhao Jiuge believed that soon, he would be able to defeat Ling Bo Re and say those words again!
The fourth day.
During the afternoon, Ling Bo Re looked at the endless official road going through the mountains, then she looked at Zhao Jiuge’s back. She softly asked, “Is your body better? Blade soaring might be too much, but you should be able to ride the flying boat.”
After she finished speaking, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jiuge and she observed his body. A few days had passed, but Zhao Jiuge still hadn’t recovered. This made Ling Bo Re skeptical, but she didn’t say anything.
“Still… Still… I still haven’t, but soon.” Zhao Jiuge stuttered out his words. Zhao Jiuge originally wanted to say the truth, but Ling Bo Re’s question suddenly made him deny it.
Ling Bo Re didn’t say much after hearing Zhao Jiuge’s response and continued to walk forward on her own. Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but mutter to himself. Understanding a woman’s heart was like finding a needle in the sea. Just a while ago, she was very good to him while he was still injured, but now she was like a different person.
After walking for a while, several spirit force fluctuations spread out in the distance. Although there were seven or eight auras, they were much weaker than the two of them.
The sudden spirit force fluctuations caused their expressions to change. Zhao Jiuge was worried that there were some scattered evil cultivators around. Ling Bo Re was worried that another fight might break out before Zhao Jiuge fully recovered.
Cultivators could start fighting without a word. If a fight broke out, not only could Zhao Jiuge not help, but she would have to take care of him as well.
The sound from the official road became more and more clear and the auras became more intense. The two of them decided to stop and look at the situation dozens of meters before them.
They saw a lively young girl in her 20s wearing a long, red dress with various colorful decorations around her waist with strange patterns on them. In addition, she had silver accessories on her tender wrist and long, black hair.
The girl was filled with determination, but a closer look would reveal a trace of fear in her eyes. She was somewhat breathless and beads of sweat were flowing down her forehead.
Seeing how the girl was dressed, Ling Bo Re’s pupils shrank and she exclaimed, “Ethnic minorities!”
The ethnic minorities generally lived in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Rage in the Barbarian Forest. Like most of the disciples of the Great Barbarian Sect, they were all people from the barbarian tribe.
There were many different ethnic minorities, and their cultivation methods were also as varied. Some were very vicious, while others were very strange. In the past, they had many inheritances, but due to the lack of people, these methods were not well-spread. They were also very mysterious because some of the methods were too evil. Most of the cultivation methods these ethnic minorities used were classified as witchcraft, and outsiders thought all of them cultivated the same methods. In truth, each ethnic group had very difficult cultivation methods, but this wasn’t enough to stop outsiders from thinking they were all the same.
In truth, every ethnicity had different cultivation methods, so naturally their strengths and usages were different as well.
Most of the inheritances in the 13 provinces were divided into three factions: sword cultivation, Taoism, and Buddhism.
Witchcraft only existed in the Barbarian Forest. Due to the suppression of the three major factions, they only existed in the harsh Southern Barbarian Forest. The whole witchcraft inheritance was also weak due to the suppression of the three major factions.
This phenomenon became evident thousands of years ago when a large number of people from the Huaxia Dynasty ascended. Although witchcrafts were strange and powerful, everything had its own advantages and disadvantages. Witchcrafts were powerful, but the cultivation requirements became more stringent the higher one’s cultivation became.
At the start, witchcraft was obviously stronger, but it couldn’t go as far as sword cultivation, Daoism, or Buddhism. Aside from these four factions, there was another special existence, and that was Confucianism.
Sword cultivation, Daoism, and Buddhism believed they were the orthodox methods. Confuciansim appeared later on and wanted to become an orthodox inheritance too. However, the other three factions had already taken roots for a long time and it never had the chance.
The founding ancestor of Yue Hua Academy was the one who invented Confuciansim. By chance, he comprehended the powerful spell Vast Vital Energy. His strength then increased by leaps and bounds, which allowed him to recruit disciples from far and wide. This was how Yue Hua Academy came to be.
Under Song Chucia’s leadership, the trend of Confucianism had risen once more. His ambition was no smaller than Daoist Fu Qing’s, and he had been developing Confuciansim by accepting large numbers of disciples. He had only recently gotten together with the Ten Thousand Dao Sect. In truth, both had their own hidden agendas.
Sword cultivation, Daoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and witchcraft. There were the five types of inheritances in the Huaxia Dynasty today, but the progression for each was very different.
“What a lively girl. The Liu Province is very close to the Southern Barbarian Forest. Only a place filled with mountains and rivers like the Southern Barbarian Forest can produce such a lively girl. It's rare to see one on our side.”
Zhao Jiuge didn’t mind Ling Bo Re’s strange tone. He had seen ethnic minorities before, but he was more concerned about her appearance. Her skin was so white and tender, it looked like it would break if you just breathed on it. The panic in her eyes made her look more pitiful.
Song Rujing and Song Yuansheng sat beside each other. Once Ling Bo Re and Zhao Jiuge disappeared from their view, Song Rujing calmly stared at Song Yuansheng.
Feeling his little sister’s burning gaze, no matter how thick Song Yuansheng’s skin was, he couldn’t ignore it. He forced a smile and turned toward Song Rujing. “What’s the matter?”
“You already know but still ask.” Song Rujing snorted and then slowly said, “Speak, what kind of scheme did you and Zhao Jiuge come up with?”
Song Yuansheng’s eyes turned and he fessed up. He revealed a smile and said, “What other scheme can we have? I just wanted to find a reason to let them spend a few days alone together. Am I not trying to help them get along?”
Song Rujing’s face was filled with contempt and she rolled her eyes. “You only know how to do this kind of thing. How come I never noticed this before? Zhao Jiuge is like you too; neither of you are any good!”
Song Yuansheng knew he couldn't win and decided to stop. He knew his little sister’s temper best, and the more you tried to talk to her, the harder it would become. Even if he won, it would be pointless because she would just beat him up in the end. Since he couldn’t win, he decided to remain silent during this situation.
Seeing Song Yuansheng stay silent, Song Rujing let out a cold snort and moved to the back row on her own. The flying boat became silent as it quickly flew toward the Ten Thousand Dao Sect.
After the Song siblings left, Zhao Jiuge and Ling Bo Re looked at each other. After a brief moment of silence, Zhao Jiuge was the one to speak up.
“What do we do next? Should we rest around here for me to recover, or walk slowly?”
Zhao Jiuge wouldn’t waste Song Yuansheng’s good intention, and he was happy to spend more time with Ling Bo Re. That was why he had played along with Song Yuansheng’s lie.
Ling Bo Re looked around and assessed their direction. She pointed toward the right side of the official road and slowly said, “Since you haven’t fully recovered, then we can simply walk toward the border of the Liu Province. We can enjoy the scenery along the way, and after you’ve recovered, we can fly back.”
Ling Bo Re was anxious to get back due to all the delays. However, she was helpless due to Zhao Jiuge’s injuries, so she had decided to simply treat this delay as a break. Back in the Hundred Flower Valley, she could cultivate for a very long time without taking any breaks.
Ling Bo Re slightly raised her head, revealing her tender, white neck. She was like a proud swan. Along with her red lips, everything she did attracted Zhao Jiuge. He didn’t oppose Ling Bo Re’s proposal—as long as he could spend more time with her, it was fine. Besides, he could already use a bit of his spirit force. It wasn’t enough to fly, but he could walk without any problems.
Then Zhao Jiuge carried his Cold Underworld Sword on his back, while Ling Bo Re held her Falling Flower Sword in her hand. The two of them walked down the official road side by side.
Because the Liu Province was close to the Southern Barbarian Forest, there were mountains and dense forest everywhere. The road was wide, but there was no sign of people.
Fortunately, the surrounding scenery was very beautiful and was not noisy like the bustling towns and cities.
The two of them walked forward in silence while they looked at the surrounding scenery.
They walked like this for three days and three nights. When it got dark, they would find a place to sleep. After three days, the two of them didn’t find a single city or saw a single person.
Neither of them spoke. Zhao Jiuge wanted to say something but could not find any topics. Ling Bo Re seemed to have returned back to her previous coldness. The tenderness she had shown when taking care of Zhao Jiuge seemed to have disappeared.
Although walking through this strange environment every day was a bit lonely, Zhao Jiuge felt joy because she was beside him.
Facing this strange and lonely environment, Zhao Jiuge felt his mind become extraordinarily clear. This played an important role in improving his comprehension of the Mysterious Heaven Sword Art. This kind of state could not be obtained in the bustling city or sects.
At this moment, Zhao Jiuge learned why so many people went into closed door cultivation or went to some deserted place to cultivate.
Just like this, for three days, Zhao Jiuge looked at the clouds in the sky, The surrounding flowers bloomed and withered, the sun rose and set. The temperament around his body gradually changed.
Sometimes, Zhao Jiuge looked at the silent Ling Bo Re, and he wanted to tell her the truth several times. However, each time this thought arose, the little selfish desire in his heart stopped him. After all, once he returned to the Ten Thousand Dao Sect and completed this mission, they would have to seperate. He wanted to be with her for as long as possible.
The gap between them could not be closed within just a few days or months. However, Zhao Jiuge believed that soon, he would be able to defeat Ling Bo Re and say those words again!
The fourth day.
During the afternoon, Ling Bo Re looked at the endless official road going through the mountains, then she looked at Zhao Jiuge’s back. She softly asked, “Is your body better? Blade soaring might be too much, but you should be able to ride the flying boat.”
After she finished speaking, her beautiful eyes looked at Zhao Jiuge and she observed his body. A few days had passed, but Zhao Jiuge still hadn’t recovered. This made Ling Bo Re skeptical, but she didn’t say anything.
“Still… Still… I still haven’t, but soon.” Zhao Jiuge stuttered out his words. Zhao Jiuge originally wanted to say the truth, but Ling Bo Re’s question suddenly made him deny it.
Ling Bo Re didn’t say much after hearing Zhao Jiuge’s response and continued to walk forward on her own. Zhao Jiuge couldn’t help but mutter to himself. Understanding a woman’s heart was like finding a needle in the sea. Just a while ago, she was very good to him while he was still injured, but now she was like a different person.
After walking for a while, several spirit force fluctuations spread out in the distance. Although there were seven or eight auras, they were much weaker than the two of them.
The sudden spirit force fluctuations caused their expressions to change. Zhao Jiuge was worried that there were some scattered evil cultivators around. Ling Bo Re was worried that another fight might break out before Zhao Jiuge fully recovered.
Cultivators could start fighting without a word. If a fight broke out, not only could Zhao Jiuge not help, but she would have to take care of him as well.
The sound from the official road became more and more clear and the auras became more intense. The two of them decided to stop and look at the situation dozens of meters before them.
They saw a lively young girl in her 20s wearing a long, red dress with various colorful decorations around her waist with strange patterns on them. In addition, she had silver accessories on her tender wrist and long, black hair.
The girl was filled with determination, but a closer look would reveal a trace of fear in her eyes. She was somewhat breathless and beads of sweat were flowing down her forehead.
Seeing how the girl was dressed, Ling Bo Re’s pupils shrank and she exclaimed, “Ethnic minorities!”
The ethnic minorities generally lived in the Hundred Thousand Mountain Rage in the Barbarian Forest. Like most of the disciples of the Great Barbarian Sect, they were all people from the barbarian tribe.
There were many different ethnic minorities, and their cultivation methods were also as varied. Some were very vicious, while others were very strange. In the past, they had many inheritances, but due to the lack of people, these methods were not well-spread. They were also very mysterious because some of the methods were too evil. Most of the cultivation methods these ethnic minorities used were classified as witchcraft, and outsiders thought all of them cultivated the same methods. In truth, each ethnic group had very difficult cultivation methods, but this wasn’t enough to stop outsiders from thinking they were all the same.
In truth, every ethnicity had different cultivation methods, so naturally their strengths and usages were different as well.
Most of the inheritances in the 13 provinces were divided into three factions: sword cultivation, Taoism, and Buddhism.
Witchcraft only existed in the Barbarian Forest. Due to the suppression of the three major factions, they only existed in the harsh Southern Barbarian Forest. The whole witchcraft inheritance was also weak due to the suppression of the three major factions.
This phenomenon became evident thousands of years ago when a large number of people from the Huaxia Dynasty ascended. Although witchcrafts were strange and powerful, everything had its own advantages and disadvantages. Witchcrafts were powerful, but the cultivation requirements became more stringent the higher one’s cultivation became.
At the start, witchcraft was obviously stronger, but it couldn’t go as far as sword cultivation, Daoism, or Buddhism. Aside from these four factions, there was another special existence, and that was Confucianism.
Sword cultivation, Daoism, and Buddhism believed they were the orthodox methods. Confuciansim appeared later on and wanted to become an orthodox inheritance too. However, the other three factions had already taken roots for a long time and it never had the chance.
The founding ancestor of Yue Hua Academy was the one who invented Confuciansim. By chance, he comprehended the powerful spell Vast Vital Energy. His strength then increased by leaps and bounds, which allowed him to recruit disciples from far and wide. This was how Yue Hua Academy came to be.
Under Song Chucia’s leadership, the trend of Confucianism had risen once more. His ambition was no smaller than Daoist Fu Qing’s, and he had been developing Confuciansim by accepting large numbers of disciples. He had only recently gotten together with the Ten Thousand Dao Sect. In truth, both had their own hidden agendas.
Sword cultivation, Daoism, Buddhism, Confucianism, and witchcraft. There were the five types of inheritances in the Huaxia Dynasty today, but the progression for each was very different.
“What a lively girl. The Liu Province is very close to the Southern Barbarian Forest. Only a place filled with mountains and rivers like the Southern Barbarian Forest can produce such a lively girl. It's rare to see one on our side.”
Zhao Jiuge didn’t mind Ling Bo Re’s strange tone. He had seen ethnic minorities before, but he was more concerned about her appearance. Her skin was so white and tender, it looked like it would break if you just breathed on it. The panic in her eyes made her look more pitiful.
