Sword Ancestor Held Grudges

To pursue one's dreams, is it willing or not to endure unimaginable suffering?

Tang Ruowei didn't hesitate at all when faced with this question. She only thought for two or three seconds before choosing the second option.

"Then you'd better be prepared."

Bai Qiuran clenched her fists.

"This will definitely hurt a lot, and I won't give you any anesthesia, as that would numb your senses. You must immediately begin the Fortune Body Forging Technique after I shatter the bone plates growing on your Breastbone."

"I'm mentally prepared."

Tang Ruowei replied earnestly, "Anyway, I only broke through this time because Aunt Lin Rui broke my arms and legs and then used the Fortune Body Forging Technique to repair them."

Bai Qiuran somewhat surprised. She hadn't expected that this usually pampered girl would be so ruthless to herself in order to grow her breasts.

"Master."

Tang Ruowei asked, "When do we start?"

"Um..."

Bai Qiuran rummaged through her Storage Bag and then said, "I still have some medicine here. If you're ready, we can start now."

"Then let's go."

Tang Ruowei took a deep breath.

Bai Qiuran instructed her disciple to straighten her chest, lift her head, and relax her whole body. Then she came in front of her and raised her hand.

"Yan Fei, our Divine Martial Heavenly Army suffered heavy losses this time. Your senior brothers and sisters all perished. Now, you are the only officer candidate left in the Divine Martial Heavenly Army. You must be a good senior sister and set a good example."

Zhao Tianzong, clad in full black armor, walked toward his Command Post, he spoke to the female officer following behind him.

"Your disciple will remember this."

Zuo Yanfei lowered her head and said.

After taking a few steps with Zhao Tianzong, she couldn't help but say, "Fortunately, Army Commander, you are still safe. I really have to thank Senior Bai Qiuran for bringing you back this time."

"Yes, he has helped the Cultivation World a lot all along."

Zhao Tianzong took two steps, then glanced back at Zuo Yanfei. (https://m. hetushu. com)

"He saved your village before, so it's not a bad thing that you admire him. But Yan Fei, don't think of him as perfect. That ancestor wouldn't show any mercy even when he turned on his own people."

"Senior Bai Qiuran would actually turn against his own people?"

Zuo Yanfei said in surprise, "Really? He seems quite amiable."

"That's because you haven't provoked him, you haven't seen him beat people. Daoist Zhufeng and Jueyunzi from the Azure Nether Sword Sect have been beaten by him since they were kids. Even I often go to him to ask for... cough cough, to ask for his advice."

As he spoke, Zhao Tianzong returned to his room, removed his helmet, revealing a sharp-looking middle-aged man's face.

"Look, didn't he drag his disciples to the slope next to the training ground? Maybe he's beating them up right now."

"No way."

Zuo Yanfei said, "Ruowei is at least a girl, and so cute at that."

"Sword Ancestor is a well-known Equality Between Men and Women-ist. You wouldn't believe it, but even his wife, Sect Master Su Xiangxue, was beaten by him back when he couldn't seduce her."

Zhao Tianzong raised his hand.

"Sigh, forget it, let's not talk about this anymore. Sword Ancestor holds grudges, and I don't want to get beaten up right now. Yan Fei, since you're here, could you take some snacks to Sword Ancestor for me, and also convey the Divine Martial Heavenly Army's thanks to him?"

"Good."

Zuo Yanfei responded.

After receiving the order, she immediately went to the Divine Martial Heavenly Army's kitchen, asked the junior brother in charge there for the best pastry that the Divine Martial Heavenly Army could currently provide, and carried it towards the small Pavilion on the slope next to the training room.

As she approached the Pavilion, she suddenly heard Tang Ruowei's voice from ahead.

"Then let's go."

The voice was filled with a resolute tone, like that of Warriors about to face death.

Zuo Yanfei Consciousness hid herself behind a rock by the mountain path, peeking out to peek.

She saw that Bai Qiuran had his back to her and was placing his hand on Tang Ruowei's "prominent" chest.

Zuo Yanfei is a simple girl, somewhat tomboyish, so she usually wouldn't talk to Tang Ruowei about girly topics like "breasts".

However, her mind was not as quick as that of witches like Li Jinyao and Su Xiangxue, so she naturally couldn't discover the truth that Tang Ruowei was trying to hide.

Even now, she still believes that the petite and charming Tang Ruowei has an enviable figure.

So when Zuo Yanfei saw Bai Qiuran reach out to touch Tang Ruowei's chest, a series of thoughts flashed through her mind in an instant.

Those items likely came from a hidden compartment she stumbled upon in the Divine Martial Heavenly Army's Command Post; it contained "masterpieces" created by the combined efforts of the Painting Sage of the Immortal City Jade Tower and the Wonderful Brushwork of the Azure Nether Sword Sect.

Things like "Sect Instruction: Elder Bai Jie" or "Mountain-Guarding Disciple Old Man Qin" are the kind of things that would make even a tomboy blush and her heart race.

Before she could even react, Tang Ruowei, whose chest Bai Qiuran, suddenly coughed up a stream of blood.

Wait, wait, Coach, did you get the wrong script?

Even if Ruowei didn't blush and gasp a couple of times, wouldn't her face turn red, revealing a humiliating expression of helplessness in the face of power?

He can take on the top disciple of the Azure Nether Sword Sect, who is ranked number one in his level, in a one-on-one fight. He can even make someone vomit blood just by touching their chest. Is it really that hardcore?

Zuo Yanfei watched all of this in shock.

Then, while her mind was still in a whirl, she suddenly saw Bai Qiuran's hands conjure countless phantoms, striking Tang Ruowei's chest, causing the girl to bleed from her mouth and strange fragments to emerge from her back.

Turns out he wasn't "Oppa," but "Ora"!

While Zuo Yanfei was shocked, she also hesitated, wondering if she should rush out to stop Bai Qiuran's actions, lest her few friends be beaten to death.

But she was also afraid. This was a problem between Bai Qiuran and Tang Ruowei, who were master and disciple, and she, Zuo Yanfei, was just an outsider, not even a member of the same clan, so she had no right to speak up for Tang Ruowei.

However, Bai Qiuran didn't give her time to think. While Zuo Yanfei hesitated, he had already finished his combo attack, and Tang Ruowei fell to the ground, her chest and back covered in blood, looking extremely miserable.

The bone fragments that grew from her ribs and were about to solidify into bone plates were all shattered by Bai Qiuran's skillful force and expelled from her body.

"Don't rush to rest."

Bai Qiuran at this moment had a Spartan air about him.

"Opportunity is fleeting, no matter how painful it may be, quickly gather your strength!"

Upon hearing this, Tang Ruowei gritted her teeth and stood up. She then began to assume the postures shown on the Fortune Body Forging Technique, enduring the pain as she began to cultivate.

Enduring the pain of having part of one's Breastbone shattered while simultaneously practicing the Fortune Body Forging Technique, which inherently places an immense strain on the body, is a feeling far beyond what ordinary people can bear.

However, it must be said that Tang Ruowei's Divine Power in this regard is far beyond that of ordinary people. She was in so much pain that her face was pale and covered in cold sweat, but she still insisted on continuing to circulate her internal energy steadily.

As the Cultivation Technique was practiced, her injuries gradually healed, and her Breastbone gradually took shape under the power of the Fortune Body Forging Technique.

Bai Qiuran out a handkerchief and wiped the blood and sweat from her face, then turned to look behind her.

"Miss Zuo, come out. I noticed you a long time ago."