Lin Bai was wounded and spent half a month recuperating.
The death of Zuo Feiyu was no longer pursued.
After half a month of recuperation, Lin Bai's injuries had recovered by seven or eight parts out of ten.
That day, he was sparring with Qiao Mo in the courtyard.
A man and a woman moved with fierce swordsmanship, their sword intents roaring. Though no earth-shaking sounds rang out, it was clear that both possessed extraordinary attainments in the sword dao!
"I truly never expected Senior Sister Qiao Mo's attainments in the sword dao to be so high. Junior Brother admits defeat."
Lin Bai sheathed his sword and said to Qiao Mo with a beaming smile.
Hearing this, Qiao Mo's pretty face flushed slightly. "Senior Brother Saint Son, stop teasing me. You were clearly going easy on me and didn't use your true strength. Otherwise, I probably couldn't have blocked even one of your swords."
Lin Bai smiled but did not elaborate.
Qiao Mo's attainments in swordsmanship were indeed good, but she had yet to break through the threshold of the Sword Heart.
Lin Bai, on the other hand, had already reached the cultivation of the Third Revolution Sword Heart. Just as Qiao Mo had said, if Lin Bai truly wanted to kill her, it might take only one sword.
"Stop praising each other and come over for a rest."
Qin Yao sat to one side, smiling like a flower.
Lin Bai and Qiao Mo sheathed their swords and walked over to sit by the table.
Fang Yuanshu and Ye Guyu were there as well. The group sat in the courtyard, drinking tea and chatting idly.
"These past two weeks have been a rare spell of leisure since we arrived in the Imperial Capital."
"I wonder how things are in the