In the courtyard, Li Chungang was practicing calligraphy, his brush moving like a dragon and serpent. Not far away, Jiang Ni had also been talked into writing a few lines. When she saw Xu Fengnian arrive, she set down her brush.
"Is Little Mudball practicing calligraphy?" Xu Fengnian picked up Jiang Ni's writing. "Look at these characters—you write like a dog crawling around. Who could possibly read them?"
"None of your business!" Jiang Ni glared at Xu Fengnian.
But Li Chungang said, "Boy Xu, don't underestimate this girl Jiang Ni. If she were willing to study martial arts under me, she'd surpass you by who knows how much."
"What can you tell from that?" Xu Fengnian asked.
"There is sword intent in her writing. Her spirit is whole, and her qi is abundant as well. She is a natural-born sword vessel," Li Chungang said.
Outside Xiangfan, after dealing with a hundred thousand ghost souls, Xuantian sensed that he had undergone some unknown change. Most noticeably, it felt as though he had taken another step forward within the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, yet had not actually broken through.
He entered Xiangfan, intending to see this so-called foremost voice.
Everyone knew that the most alluring woman in Xiangfan City lived in Xiangguo Alley. Though she had fallen into the dust of the mortal world, no one dared regard her as a mere courtesan. Her name was Li Baishi.
Li Baishi, peerless in both voice and beauty, known as "the finest voice under heaven, the finest beauty under heaven."
From Tai'an City to Xiangfan City, Li Baishi's admirers could line up all the way from Northern Liang to the East Sea. Yet no one dared use any underhanded means, because behind this woman peerless in voice and beauty stood an old man.
Huang