As time passed, the sun sank in the west, and dusk gradually draped the mountains, making the peaks of Mount Hua look even more majestic.
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At that moment, the Huashan Sect's leader, the Gentleman's Sword Yue Buqun, was making his way up the winding mountain path in a neat blue-green robe, his steps unhurried.
Behind him followed a little girl who looked to be about eight years old.
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She wore a short jacket fastened down the front and a mamian skirt. Though she still looked young, her steps were light, and the rugged mountain path posed no challenge to her at all!
Now she tiptoed, now she leapt while steadying herself against the rock wall, now she hopped along or stopped to admire the scenery. All the while, she kept close behind Yue Buqun and never fell far behind.
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Her performance naturally left the Huashan Sect's leader, the Gentleman's Sword Yue Buqun, secretly astonished. He had been keeping a covert eye on her the whole way.
After all, Mount Hua had been renowned for its treacherous terrain since ancient times. Its mountain paths were as sharply hewn as if carved by knives and axes, with sheer cliffs thousands of feet deep on one side and bottomless abysses on the other. Just imagine how perilous they were!
And besides the steep terrain, there were howling mountain winds, sometimes stirring up waves of rustling pines, and occasionally sending loose rocks tumbling into the deep ravines. Without good lightness skills, an ordinary person would find it nearly impossible to climb Mount Hua!
Yet Yue Buqun could see no trace of inner strength in the little girl, nor did she look like she had ever practiced lightness skills. And yet she still followed behind him at an unhurried pace.