Chapter 139: Martial artist is more suitable for pretending.

Chapter 139: Martial artist is more suitable for pretending.

“How is it?” Zhen Tianyi inexplicably asked.

“Liu Jianli’s reputation is well-deserved. At the age of nineteen, she has already comprehended the fifth level of sword intent in the Myriad Sword God Realm and reached the peak of the fourth rank of Divine Martial. I am not as good as her.” Yumei sighed.

“But I heard that she failed the tribulation in the Myriad Sword Sect, was pierced by the thunder of the ninth heaven breaking her body with sword qi, and the meridians connecting her upper and lower body were severed, obstructing the flow of qi, causing a drastic drop in her cultivation.”

“Now it seems that these rumors are not credible at all.” Zhen Tianyi rubbed his chin. With his strength, he had estimated Liu Jianli’s situation during their earlier exchange.

“But those rumors may not necessarily be false.” Yu Mei said calmly.

“Oh?” Zhang Tianyi was interested, seemingly waiting for an explanation.

“I can feel that there is something strange in Liu Jinali’s internal circulation of qi, and her meridians are indeed damaged. Perhaps someone helped her heal the meridian injury.” Yu Mei, due to her unique perception from her eyes, could notice details that Zhen Tianyi had overlooked.

“Is that so?” Zhen Tianyi raised an eyebrow.

For such an illness as meridian damage, even the imperial physicians in Imperial City were powerless.

Who has such medical skills? He looked towards the pavilion and saw the white needle in Qin Feng’s hand, showing a surprised expression.Ñøv€lRapture marked the initial hosting of this chapter on Ñôv€lß¡n.

“Could it be that the one who healed Liu Jinali is that kid?” Zhen Tianyi asked.

Yu Mei nodded slightly.

“The Qin family is quite interesting.” Zhen Tianyi grinned, turned and walked away, saying, “Let’s go. The young couple is happily together. Don’t stare too much, or you might be disliked.”

Yu Mei didn’t reply, but her face showed a look of envy, then followed closely behind.

In the pavilion, after the two had gone far, Liu Jinali withdrew her aura. She lowered her head and looked at Qin Feng, who was seriously treating her. Her eyes were full of his figure.

The corners of her mouth also lifted slightly.

The gentle breeze brushed past, lifting the strands of hair by her ears. Ripples appeared on the surface of the lake.

The rustling of leaves echoed, and raindrops fell from the leaves.

Days like this seemed not bad at all.

The next day, with the dawn of the morning sun, Qin Feng got up.

Under Qing’er’s care, he put on his clothes, washed up, and then left the room and walked toward the courtyard.

The second brother, with a hint of pride in his tone, said, “My big brother is not comparable to those ordinary scholars.”

Black charcoal headed also nodded in agreement. The young master’s abilities were evident, and he admired them.

Don’t be like this. Although I like the feeling of appearing wise in front of others, praising me in front of real big shots is overdoing it.

Qin Feng looked a little embarrassed when he looked at Zhen Tian’s scrutinizing and mocking gaze.

He quickly changed the subject, “Lord General, how do you know this is ‘Heavenly Astral Essence Slash’?”

Great Qian worships martial arts and has endless sword techniques. Even a master general who practices swordsmanship would be unable to recognize “Heavenly Astral Essence Slash” just by looking at it.

Zhen Tian replied, “Because... I created this sword technique.”

At this statement, all three were astonished.

How could it be so coincidental? Qin Feng looked puzzled.

“Back then, when I entered the realm of clear mind in the Dao of the Blade, I cut off three hundred zhang of river water with one sword. Inspired by the moment, I created this sword technique.

I thought this sword technique would only exist in my own memory, but I didn’t expect to see someone practicing it today.” Zhen Tianyi expressed some emotion.

A single slash cutting through three hundred zhang of the river water.

Qin Feng opened his mouth, imagining the scene. It was akin to the Spear Immortal turning a lake of cold water into a spear, piercing through an ice dragon, making one’s blood boil.

Indeed, warriors were more suited to displaying their prowess in front of others. Qin Feng showed an envious expression.

Thinking about himself, a powerless scholar, he couldn’t create such a magnificent scene.

“Lord Divine General, how far do you think my second brother can go in the Dao of the Blade?” Qin Feng asked, lifting his head. As the elder brother, he was naturally very concerned about his second brother’s future.

And the person in front of him was Zhen Tianyi, one of the Twelve Divine Generals, a man who was unparalleled in his understanding of the Dao of the Blade!

Asking him was never wrong.

The second brother and Black Charcoal Head, upon hearing this question, also looked curiously at Zhen Tianyi.

After a moment of contemplation, Zhen Tianyi replied calmly, “If luck is not bad, in this lifetime, he may have the chance to comprehend the fourth level of the Sword Intent, reaching the Concealed Weapon Realm.”

In other words, he had no chance to reach the fifth level, the Realm of a Myriad Gods. Qin Feng’s expression darkened.