Song Shuhang: "You're not planning to learn swordsmanship?"
"What would I learn swordsmanship for?" Onion Lady countered.
Song Shuhang sighed. "Think about it. How cool would it be to learn swordsmanship?" He himself had no talent for swordsmanship, so he especially hoped that the people around him who were connected to him could learn some cool sword techniques.
Onion Lady rolled her eyes. "Before I obtain my freedom, I have to stay by your side. And your talent for swordsmanship is zero, so if I follow you around, all I can learn is experience with saber techniques. Under these circumstances, you want me to learn swordsmanship? Taking ten thousand steps back, you have a 'Saber-Intent Penetrating Mystique Lotus Seed' but no 'Sword Intent Penetrating Mystique Lotus Seed.' If you were me, would you choose saber techniques or sword techniques?"
Song Shuhang answered decisively, "Sword techniques."
"You're beyond saving." Onion Lady said, "To cultivators, strength is the Way of Kings. What use is being cool? Look at me—I'm so beautiful, but my strength is inferior to yours. Wasn't I still beaten up by you and kept in the Inch-Shrinking Bag? No matter how cool you are, what use is it if you don't have enough strength?"
Song Shuhang: "..."
"Enough talking. You have a call." Onion Lady said.
"Where's the phone?" Song Shuhang asked.
"Here." As Onion Lady spoke, she brought out the phone and handed it to Song Shuhang.
Song Shuhang took a look and found that the phone was still in silent mode.
The call was from Su Clan's Sixteen.
"When did I put my phone on silent?" Song Shuhang asked.
Onion Lady: "I did it. I couldn't sleep last night, so I turned on silent mode and muted the video sound to watch a movie."
Song Shuhang: "..."