A Wager Between Two Beauties

Dark Night's eyes flew wide open, her lips trembling. My heavens, it really was the Dugu Nine Swords!

As a swordsmanship genius who wielded a sword, how could she not know the great name of the Dugu Nine Swords?

The Dugu Nine Swords—the supreme sword art with which the Sword Sect had swept across the eight wildernesses and six directions!

Even during the Sword Sect's most glorious era, the Dugu Nine Swords had been an absolute secret of the sword path. It was said that none but the sect's foremost figures could cultivate it.

Outside the sect, it had never been taught at all.

Even in today's world, there were only a handful of people left who had seen the Dugu Nine Swords with their own eyes!

And now, her husband had given it to her!

And he had given it to her in such an utterly sensual way—kissing her, passing it to her through his lips...

Husband, when you played like this, had you considered the feelings of the Sword Sect's leader?

The boat sailed over emerald waves, each of them entering her own wondrous realm.

Zhang Yiyu entered a mysterious state of enlightenment, oblivious to heaven, earth, wind, and clouds.

Dark Night was someone born for the sword. Her comprehension of the sword path was even above Lin Su's.

The moment the Dugu Nine Swords reached her hands, she immediately unfolded variations that left Lin Su dumbfounded.

Her sword—Flying Lu—the Flying Lu Sword shot from her eyes, merging with the essence of the Drawing Sword Stance: fast!

The two swords turned into two flying dragons above the river, transforming in ten thousand ways as they merged with the essence of the Breaking Sword Stance: change!

Her sword stilled in the void. The hundred-mile Yangtze below became calm, its