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At the moment, every trace of the thick black fog in the abyss had been absorbed by the snake, which Lu Shu reckoned should have a change of name. Certainly,
the golden snake
was inappropriate now, but
the black snake
did not sound fancy either. Its name should not be solely dependent on its color. Otherwise, it would seem Lu Shu was a bad name chooser.
How about the chaos snake? Lu Shu felt it sounded nice.
Now, sitting with his legs crossed, Ming Yueye stared at Lu Shu’s Sun mirror which was now pointing elsewhere. He wondered how this young man had entered, though he would admit he was not being honest either.
Suddenly Ming Yueye said,
I have a training technique that should be suitable for you. Years ago, the East Lord of Heaven Yu Fuyao gained his fame through that. Come here and I will tell you.
Lu Shu was happy.
It’s fine. I can hear you from here. I’m listening.
Lu Shu was not stupid, he refused to enter the man’s range of activity based on an estimation of the length of his chains. Who knew what he was up to? Lu Shu predicted that the stranger was at least as strong as the Puppet Master.
Ming Yueye shook his head.
It’s impossible for me to tell you if you are so far away.
Okay.
Lu Shu gave a nod of acknowledgment.
How long have you been here?
Ming Yueye was surprised at the sudden change of topic. After recalling, he answered,
You can’t tell how many days have passed in a dark place like this.
Do you have any food cravings?
asked Lu Shu,
I can do an exchange with you. I give you food, and you tell me what I want to know.
Ming Yueye reckoned it was a fine deal. He had been struggling with preserving his life against the thick black fog with his Spirit Qi, but all living creatures needed food to survive.
Besides, one would inevitably miss the taste of food after having starved for too long. Ming Yueye agreed.
I will answer three questions if you can cook me a glazed flaming chicken.
Lu Shu’s face was expressionless, but he was mumbling in his heart, what the heck is a glazed flaming chicken? At the moment, he was somehow convinced that this man was an alien, but it remained to be seen whether he and the Puppet Master were from the same world.
Yet, it would be easier to deal with a starving man. Immediately Lu Shu exited from the black pearl and came back with two roasted chickens that he bought from the best store in Luo City. Ming Yueye was confused as he realized it was not a glazed flaming chicken.
Where did you get that food?
Regardless, he was very much attracted to the enticing smell. Not afraid of potential poisoning due to his enhanced immune system from cultivation, Ming Yueye accepted the food.
Come. Give me the food and I’ll answer three questions from you,
Ming Yueye said.
Okay.
Lu Shu placed the roasted chickens at somewhere just out of Ming Yueye’s reach. Then, he disappeared from the black pearl.
Ming Yueye was utterly shocked.
That was definitely unexpected! What happened to trust? He had actually prepared a perfect story to answer any questions Lu Shu might have!
From Ming Yueye’s distress, +666…
On the outside, Lu Shu paid special attention to whether he could receive distress points from across the black pearl. The truth was, he could. Disappointment crossed Lu Shu’s face as he recognized that the man was not planning to be honest with him at all.
Besides, would he really follow the man’s training techniques even if he was willing to offer? Absolutely not. What if his vital passages were corrupted?
Hence, Lu Shu would rather view the man as just another stable source of distress points so as to relieve his own distress…
But he was certain about one thing. Ming Yueye’s background was complicated. Otherwise, he would certainly have used his power against Lu Shu after being tricked so many times. Or, could his power have been restricted too?
Perturbed, Lu Shu sat on the rooftop, gazing into the distance as he swallowed abyss fruits on behalf of Lu Xiaoyu. He used to sit there together with her, but now he was alone.
Among the two treasures that he had obtained recently, one was Cheng Ying sword with an unreliable sword spirit, and the other was a black pearl with an equally unreliable prisoner trapped in the abyss. No matter what, all his encounters were somehow unreliable…
After midnight, Lu Shu got up again to practice his sword. As he swung his sword, his mind was engrossed in how to continue pissing off Nie Ting. At this very moment, Hai Gongzi emerged from the Cheng Ying sword again. He commented in an overbearing tone,
Although I have to admit that you do have some skills in sword, they are far from enough. Do understand that there is so much to learn about swordplay, and a single swing can be performed in countless ways. Now, you are like a clumsy woodcutter who chops woods with only his arms and hands, not his brains. You are still a far cry from the ideal state where you can command your sword with ease.
The sarcasm in his words had forcefully reduced Lu Shu’s swordplay skills to nothing.
Lu Shu was annoyed. He was pretty satisfied with his current abilities.
Fine. Show me how you do it then.
Stupid,
Hai Gongzi jeered. In the next instant a long sword materialized in his hand. It was of the color of a glacier, with an eerie tinge of blue in its whiteness.
Then, he flipped his wrist and thrust his sword towards a chair in front of him. The sword seemed as weightless as a feather, but at the very instant when the blade was about to come into contact with the chair, Hai Gongzi’s wrist trembled slightly, transferring all his strength to the tip of the sword. In that second, the blade was too fast to be seen.
Now, Lu Shu’s mind was fully occupied with the instantaneous trajectory of the blade, which was simply mesmerizing. Li Xianyi’s 13-letter mnemonic rhyme on the knack of swordplay moves, including smash, pick and thrust, were nothing but the foundation. He did not have enough time to teach Lu Shu more advanced techniques.
As a result, Lu Shu’s sword skills for close combat were still somewhat inflexible, despite his impressive physical control.
Understandable, though, because it was unrealistic for someone with less than one year of training experience to outperform those who had spent decades on swordplay. Hence, his current goal was to escape the rigid framework of the 13-letter rhyme and practice the sword with his brains. However…
Hai Gongzi let out a cold laugh as Lu Shu was in deep thought.
How was it? Have you learned anything…
Before he could finish his sentence, Lu Shu interrupted, his brows knitted tightly,
Who allowed you to split my chair? It’s handed down from my ancestors. You have to pay for it.
Hai Gongzi was speechless.
From Ao Hai’s distress, +399!
Stupid!
Then Hai Gongzi returned to Cheng Ying sword, unwilling to waste any more time with Lu Shu.
Left alone, Lu Shu started recounting the feeling earlier. He made an attempt to break free from the rigid cage and let his sword skills manifest freely.
But what had gone unnoticed was that the rate of snow accumulation on his chi mountain had suddenly doubled from that instant!
In fact, the chi mountain itself was related to one’s sword energy.
