Since arguing with Sage Chang Gen, Mei Chengyu had not returned to the Taoist Saint Hall. Yu Sui, however, went there every day to chat with her master, quietly probing her current attitude and thoughts.
Sage Chang Gen didn't seem angry with his disciple. He still asked Yu Sui how her Senior Martial Brother was doing.
For the past few days, Mei Chengyu had kept Yan Xiaochuan busy fighting with knives and practicing swordsmanship.
After classes at the Famous Family during the day, Yan Xiaochuan would barely lie down in bed after nightfall before Mei Chengyu summoned him to the Military School Martial Field. He always said the same thing: "With your cultivation, how can you turn in so early?"
Compared with Mei Chengyu's cultivation, Yan Xiaochuan really couldn't afford to sleep, so he went to the Military School Martial Field full of energy. But after exchanging a few moves with Mei Chengyu, he wanted to run.
He had spent the entire night practicing with knives against Mei Chengyu at the Military School Martial Field, and now every inch of him hurt. Yan Xiaochuan had been knocked flat countless times, only for Mei Chengyu to haul him back up without mercy and make him fight again.
"Senior Martial Brother, what are you doing?" Yan Xiaochuan grumbled as he rolled over and got up, then bent to pick up his long saber. "You want me to beat you in a single night? Isn't that asking a bit much?"
Mei Chengyu said, "You should at least be able to last three moves."
Yan Xiaochuan said miserably, "How about two?"
"No."
The instant the words left his mouth, Mei Chengyu was already charging at Yan Xiaochuan with his saber raised. His Blade Qi was cold and murderous, without the slightest hesitation. He had