When Nangong paid homage to the Four Directions and announced that she would walk the Ancient Mythological Path, Chu Qing was contacting Cui Moyang.
Cui Moyang's voice was as cool and clear as ever.
Having not contacted Chu Qing for several months, she chattered away like an ordinary woman, saying so much.
She had not been like this before.
Back then, she had merely carried her Hairpin Sword and killed.
Only occasionally did she think of Chu Qing, of Nangong, and of certain matters at Shi Ji Academy.
But now, even though they had not been separated for long, she had begun to miss them.
To her, the Four Directions held no distinction between good and bad.
She poured her longing for Chu Qing and Nangong into her sword-dao space, hammering it into two Longing Swords.
These two Longing Swords lay somewhere between illusion and reality.
She felt that one day, these two Longing Swords would appear in the real world and help her cut down every enemy.
After chatting for quite a while, Cui Moyang said coolly:
"I've gained some insight recently, and my strength has improved greatly."
"What about you?"
Chu Qing was happy for her. "I'm gradually infiltrating the Imperial Capital!"
"I contacted Nangong just now. Her strength has also increased by a great deal!"
Chu Qing told her about Nangong's situation, then relayed the words Nangong had specifically asked him to pass on.
Cui Moyang spat. "Nangong is the most annoying!"
"If she says something like that again, I'll deal with her when I go back!"
Chu Qing... laughed.
After chatting idly for a while, Chu Qing curiously asked how Cui Moyang's strength had improved so quickly.
Cui Moyang chuckled. "This world lacks everything except people!"
"And it doesn't lack people who cultivate the sword dao!"