The little girl was still as prideful and jealous as ever, but showing those sides of herself in front of me was clearly another form of letting down her guard. Perhaps it was because the gap between our cultivation levels was too great, or perhaps she felt that anyone who had received a sword from the Heavenly City Lord shared a similar origin with her.
I did not keep her in suspense. I took out White Clouds Return and immediately demonstrated the sword technique once. Of course, it was not exactly the same—only seventy to eighty percent of it—but it was still peerlessly exquisite. Li Zhier watched, unable to come back to herself for a long while.
"How was that? Did I learn it decently? Please give me some pointers, Missy, so people won't look down on my inheritance." I smiled.
Li Zhier came to herself and said, "Mm... You've practiced it very well—better than I have. Maybe it's because he personally guided you. In any case, no one ever guided me, so it doesn't matter if I didn't learn it properly. No one would say anything..."
Seeing Li Zhier suddenly grow dejected, I smiled and said, "The Heavenly City Lord taught me quite a lot. Show me what you've comprehended. Perhaps I might even find the things he pointed out and corrected before I had fully learned it. How about I teach you too?"
But Li Zhier only became even more upset. She shook her head, then said, "I'm an Immortal cultivator of the Heavenly Dao realm, for goodness' sake. Do I need you to guide me? Even if he came, I wouldn't let him teach me anymore. What I comprehended myself is mine. Whether it's good or bad, I won't change it."
Seeing that her stubborn streak had