Three-Section Great Spear

The carriage slowly stopped in front of the Spirit Serpent Martial Hall.

Fewer disciples were present than usual, but the hall still bustled with lively activity.

When Qi Yu arrived, young people were there with money in hand, preparing to register.

A sharp-eyed martial artist spotted Qi Yu and excitedly shouted inside, "Senior Brother Qi is here! Senior Brother Qi is here!"

Before the shouts died down, some people were already eagerly ushering him in.

Ever since Chu Xiao was defeated by Han Yan, minor conflicts between the disciples of the Spirit Serpent and Black Bear martial halls had been almost constant.

But since the Provincial Examination ended, the people in this courtyard held their heads high and felt proud because Qi Yu placed first in the examination. They could now openly and loudly retort to others, saying things like, "Black Bear Martial Hall, hah, still no match for our Senior Brother Qi."

At this moment...

Qi Yu walked into the martial hall amidst cheers and adoring gazes.

Deep within the martial hall...

Song Xue hurried out upon hearing the news. Dressed in snow-white, she saw the young man strolling towards her. Though her heart fluttered like a startled deer, her body involuntarily moved to meet him. She lowered her gaze, avoiding his eyes, and softly chided, "Why are you running around instead of practicing your martial arts?"

If he hadn't met Xiang Nanfeng, Qi Yu might have thought Miss Song was a heroic, spirited, beautiful girl with long legs, definitely not reaching the standard of breathtaking beauty.

But after Xiang Nanfeng disgusted him, he felt Miss Song was truly a national treasure.

What moved him even more was her unique charm...

When she wasn't smitten, she was bold and straightforward, speaking without reservation.

Once smitten, she became shy and hesitant, wanting to speak but holding back. Though her heart yearned for him, she pretended to be annoyed.

Qi Yu smiled and said, "I've come specifically to ask for pointers on spear techniques."

Song Xue's mind buzzed. After hearing his words, she directly said, "Then... follow me."

Immediately, she turned and led the way.

As they passed through the courtyard, a strong medicinal aroma wafted towards them.

"Miss Song, Young Master Qi..."

Chu Fang hastily rose from beside the medicine furnace to greet them, looking flustered.

Song Xue gently comforted her, "Sister Fang, no need for formalities. Just take good care of the medicine."

Chu Fang wrung her hands and hesitated for a moment, as if contemplating something. Suddenly, she rushed forward, her knees buckling as she attempted to kneel before Qi Yu.

Qi Yu quickly supported her and, following Song Xue's address, asked, "Sister Fang, what is the reason for this?"

Chu Fang sobbed uncontrollably, her body sinking downwards as she tried to kneel. She repeatedly blamed herself, "Young Master Qi, I'm sorry, I'm truly sorry."

Qi Yu looked at Song Xue in confusion.

He only knew that Chu Xiao had secretly plotted against him once, but he had no idea how Chu Xiao's sister had offended him.

Song Xue also stepped forward to support her and said softly, "Sister Fang, Young Master Qi is not petty. You should hurry back to watch the medicine."

After much persuasion, she finally managed to guide Chu Fang back to the medicine furnace.

Then, after they had walked a short distance away, she explained to Qi Yu, "Sister Fang was misled by slander before. She always worried I might be deceived by a scoundrel and even advised me to distance myself from you.

This was right before the Provincial Examination, and you were staying at the martial hall. Wang Mingyong secretly caused trouble, trying to drive a wedge between us. But it's all in the past now...

Wang Mingyong, thinking he would become Chu Xiao's brother-in-law in the future, had a wild idea and attempted... Anyway, it's over.

After Chu Xiao was crippled, Wang Mingyong was furious, feeling his efforts were in vain. He hadn't even touched Chu Fang. So... last night, drunk, he tried to insult Sister Fang in front of Chu Xiao. Sister Fang cried for help, and then tearfully revealed all these sordid details. Wang Mingyong has also been expelled from the martial hall."

Qi Yu asked curiously, "How did that Wang fellow try to drive a wedge between us?"

Song Xue said, "Don't ask."

Qi Yu pressed, "Tell me..."

Song Xue lowered her head, her cheeks flushed.

How could she tell the man she loved about such a despicable act, like "physical contact with other men to cause misunderstanding, thus making her distance herself from Qi Yu"?

Seeing her demeanor, Qi Yu didn't press further. He just smiled and asked, "Then, does Miss Song still wish to be deceived by me, a scoundrel, now?"

"You're not a scoundrel."

"What if I only barely passed the second round of the Provincial Examination?"

"That wouldn't make you one either."

"What if I didn't even pass the second round?"

Song Xue took a deep breath, bit her lip, and quickly said, "Whether you pass or not, it doesn't matter... it doesn't matter, I just like you. Is that enough?"

After saying that, her face turned crimson, and she quickly walked ahead.

"Sis... is... is that Qi Yu?"

Inside the room...

On the bed, a man who was almost completely paralyzed let out a difficult groan.

With a sigh, Chu Fang bent down and tucked the corner of the blanket for him. "Young Master Qi really got revenge for you this time in the Provincial Examination, settling the score.

Hall Master Song is even kinder. Even in our current state, he still hired a doctor and continues to look after us.

Xiao, if you keep dwelling on this, even I won't want to talk to you anymore."

Chu Xiao turned his face away, a self-deprecating smile on his lips. "It's a matter of the victor and the vanquished, what's there to say? Besides, look at me now, what can I even do..."

Chu Fang said, "I don't know what you can do, but we owe Young Master Qi a debt of gratitude, and Hall Master Song a debt of benevolence. We can never repay them, even if we work ourselves to the bone our entire lives!"

"I..."

"I..."

Chu Xiao felt an overwhelming sense of dejection, waves of jealousy washing over him.

Suddenly, a surge of nameless anger flared up, immediately followed by a sharp, piercing pain in his chest.

He coughed violently, a coppery-sweet taste surging up from his abdomen, rushing straight to his throat~~~

"Pfft!"

He spat out a mouthful of blood.

His vision went black, and he slumped backward, unconscious.

Snap!

The door to the Skill Transmission Chamber was pushed open.

Song Xue chirped, "Dad, look who's here."

Song Qinghong, leaning over his desk, squinted at a letter. His eyes were serious yet excited, with a clear hint of contemplation, so much so that he didn't react to his daughter's call immediately.

Only when Song Xue hurried past the threshold did he roll up the letter and bring it closer to a candle. He lit it, then shook it, letting the flame consume the pale yellow paper, turning it to ash.

Song Qinghong looked up and saw the young man who had come with his daughter. He smiled, "It's Yu'er."

Song Xue couldn't wait. "Dad, where's that spear you forged earlier? Hurry and get it."

Song Qinghong chuckled playfully, "My daughter is growing up and leaving me, always siding with outsiders."

Song Xue's pretty face flushed slightly. "Siding with outsiders? Young Master Qi is undoubtedly the Eldest Brother of our Spirit Serpent Martial Hall. Even A-Qi admitted himself that Young Master Qi's strength is above his."

Song Qinghong turned and took a long, narrow wooden box from a cabinet, placing it gently on the desk. He looked at Qi Yu with a hint of emotion. "Nephew, this spear was originally prepared for Chu Xiao... After all, none of us expected you to grow so quickly."

Song Xue chimed in, "Dad misjudged, and so did I. I never expected you, the Qilin of the Qi Family."

Song Qinghong, uncharacteristically, didn't get angry. Instead, he nodded in agreement, then lightly patted the wooden box and said with a smile, "Come, try the feel of it."

Qi Yu opened the lid of the box.

Inside lay a "three-section connected spear."

The spear shaft was crafted from an extremely tough, exotic metal, emitting a faint bone-white luster, as if smelted from the bones of a Yao Beast. The hollow shaft concealed a mechanism, connected by a fine chain, with each section about three feet and a half long.

He gripped the spear handle and flicked his wrist~

Snap! Snap!

The three sections of the spear shaft sprang open, transforming into a ten-foot-long spear with a red tassel.

The moment he grasped the spear, Qi Yu noticed the data displayed beside him abruptly change, from "38.8~63.5" to "48.8~73.5."

Amazing!

With the spear in hand, even without having learned any spear techniques, his combat power had already increased so much.

"A good spear!"

Qi Yu praised sincerely.

Song Qinghong rubbed his forehead, feigning exhaustion. "Ah, I have a bit of a headache today. Xue'er, you teach him spear fighting."

Song Xue pouted playfully, "Dad~~"

Song Qinghong chuckled, "Oh my," and then looked at Qi Yu. "Nephew, you truly are remarkable. Since you arrived, this girl's personality has changed. I haven't seen her act so spoiled before, hahaha!"

Qi Yu smiled knowingly.

Miss Song, such a cool and detached person, seemed like a completely different person once she fell in love.

After a laugh, Song Qinghong turned serious. "Nephew, rest assured, Xue'er might be evenly matched with A-Qi in unarmed combat, but with a spear... she is the true Eldest Sister of the Spirit Serpent Martial Hall. Having her teach you will be no less effective than if I personally guided you."

Not long after, the two returned to Song Xue's private courtyard.

Song Xue retrieved a matching three-section connected spear with a red tassel from her room.

The moment her fair hand touched the cold spear shaft, her entire aura abruptly changed.

Fierce yet agile, her entire being exuded a sense of danger.

The change in her combat power was most apparent, jumping from her original "29~57" to "59~87."

Qi Yu looked at the "87" above Miss Song's head...

This was already significantly stronger than Seventh Rank Ding Yi.

Was he crazy to have chosen Xiang Nanfeng, whose combat power was "71," as his partner?

Perhaps Xiang Nanfeng could surpass Song Xue after getting a good partner, but before that... Song Xue was far stronger than her.

The martial path is never weak.