Missing Thoughts Literature

On the trial platform.

Yun Luo's figure danced, her spirit sword launching attacks from tricky angles countless times.

Qin Mushuang suppressed her cultivation to the Foundation Establishment Middle Stage and found Yun Luo's swordsmanship almost unrivaled among peers.

If not for her body's agility and strength being unsuppressible, she probably wouldn't have lasted ten moves against Yun Luo.

"Senior Sister, I'm sorry."

After another ten moves, Yun Luo's figure moved like a phantom, rapidly closing in on Qin Mushuang. Her Black Iron Sword pointed at Qin Mushuang's throat, finally stopping less than an inch from her skin.

Qin Mushuang lowered her spirit sword.

"I lost."

"Junior Sister is amazing."

Chu Li applauded wildly from below the stage.

Although her cultivation was suppressed, only those who knew Qin Mushuang understood what it meant for Yun Luo to defeat her.

Back then, Qin Mushuang, with her Foundation Establishment Middle Stage cultivation, had forcefully secured first place in the sword cultivator competition of the Foundation Establishment group during the Sect Competition.

There were several cultivators at the Foundation Establishment Great Circle in her group that year.

None of them were Qin Mushuang's match.

The next Sect Competition was less than a year away.

Barring any accidents, Yun Luo would secure a very good ranking in the Foundation Establishment group.

After morning practice, Yun Luo returned to her courtyard and took out a recording stone to replay the previous match.

It was easier to see her own shortcomings from an observer's perspective.

Yun Luo watched and reviewed, looking for weaknesses, and found that she had several opportunities to end the match earlier.

She silently set a small goal for herself: to try and end the next fight two moves earlier.

She organized her thoughts from the review and took out her Black Iron Sword, practicing repeatedly according to her plan.

She only stopped practicing when she was sweating profusely.

The feeling of her dantian's spiritual energy being depleted left her feeling refreshed.

Yun Luo looked at her hands.

The cultivation gained from the last dual cultivation had completely stabilized.

She muttered to herself, "Time to restock."

Thinking that Pei Yanqing wouldn't escape, she wasn't in a hurry and comfortably took a bath in the spiritual spring.

When she emerged again, she had changed into an apricot dress, and her dantian was once again full.

She went to check on Zhuai Zhai in the quiet room next to the bedroom. Zhuai Zhai was squatting and absorbing spiritual energy.

For spirit beasts, transitioning from speaking human language to shapeshifting was a hurdle. If they couldn't overcome it, their path to cultivation would end there.

Zhuai Zhai's talent wasn't particularly good, and Yun Luo didn't know if it could make it through.

Her expression was solemn, and she didn't disturb it.

Leaving the small courtyard, Yun Luo went to Taihe Peak.

Before Mu He went into seclusion to repair the Chengying Sword, she had told Yun Luo that she could consult Tantai Zhao if she had any questions.

As soon as she arrived at Taihe Peak, she ran into Senior Sister Huo Mei.

"Junior Sister Yun, why are you here?"

"Senior Sister Huo." Yun Luo stepped forward and bowed slightly. "I wanted to ask the Sect Leader a few questions. Is she in the hall?"

"You've come at an inconvenient time. Master left this morning and won't be back for at least three days."

Huo Mei was organizing herbs. She was an alchemy cultivator, and this was something she did every day.

Yun Luo squatted down to help her organize.

"Where is Martial Ancestor Bai Huan?"

"Martial Ancestor is here, but she..."

Huo Mei glanced around and lowered her voice:

"She's dual cultivating in her cave abode. You can go take a look, but if you see any restrictions, don't disturb her."

The Hehuan Sect did not allow male cultivators into the inner sect, but Bai Huan was an exception.

Because she was the rule.

Yun Luo understood and spent another hour helping Huo Mei organize before clapping her hands and heading towards Bai Huan's cave abode.

When she reached the mountainside, she sensed the power of the restriction from afar and was about to turn back.

The moment she turned, the surrounding restriction power suddenly disappeared. Immediately after, she saw two figures, one black and one white, fly out from the cave.

The moment they emerged, the two began fighting, each aiming for the kill.

Neither deliberately released their aura, but judging by their presence, they were far stronger than her master.

Chapter 48: Caught Red-Handed Being Too Obvious While Spying (Page 2/2)

However, Yun Luo didn't care about that.

After all, Martial Ancestor Bai Huan was a Tribulation Crossing mighty figure, so her Daoist Companion would naturally not be an ordinary person.

The key point was, two?

Meow meow meow?

Images flashed through Yun Luo's mind, pixelated.

The Black and White Duo, who had flown out of the Cave Abode, had already left the Hehuan Sect after their "friendly exchange."

"A Luo, come here."

As Yun Luo was contemplating, Bai Huan suddenly transmitted her voice.

She rubbed her face, lest her expression of spying be too obvious, and then quickly walked towards the Cave Abode.

Inside the cave, Bai Huan, dressed loosely in a black robe, sat before a mirror.

Her jet-black hair cascaded down her back, reaching the floor.

She exuded a post-coital languor.

"Speak, have you encountered a bottleneck in your cultivation?"

Yun Luo politely bowed, "Replying to Old Ancestor, this disciple previously cultivated the first layer of the Moon Sea Tide Sound Technique. I wonder if I can cultivate the second layer now?"

Bai Huan beckoned her over, and Yun Luo walked closer.

She raised her hand and probed Yun Luo's brow.

"It will be a bit strenuous, but your physique is special, so you can give it a try."

As she spoke, she placed a Restriction on Yun Luo, which could withstand the pressure in the top floor of the Scripture Pavilion.

"Thank you, Old Ancestor."

Yun Luo thanked her joyfully. Just as she was about to leave, Bai Huan suddenly spoke.

"Xiao Luo'er, what is Dual Cultivation?"

Yun Luo didn't quite understand her intention and simply answered truthfully:

"The fusion of spirit and flesh, the harmony of yin and yang, and the mutual complementing of spiritual energy."

Bai Huan picked up a bone comb, grasped a strand of her black hair, and combed it from top to bottom.

"Then, do you think it is the act of the righteous path?"

Yun Luo was stunned.

The Hehuan Sect had always been considered part of the righteous path, yet some cultivators still believed it was a shortcut, not the righteous path, and that the fact no one had ascended through Dual Cultivation was a punishment from the Heavenly Dao.

But Yun Luo never thought it was a shortcut; it was merely a more effective method.

She organized her thoughts and said:

"The union of yin and yang is a natural law. Dual Cultivation is merely utilizing natural forces to cultivate, achieving a mutually beneficial effect. It does not violate the Heavenly Dao, nor does it harm the interests of others, so it is naturally the righteous path."

"Yes, it is the righteous path."

Mu He put down the bone comb and looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"But if it is the righteous path, why has no one from my Hehuan Sect ascended in thousands of years?"

Her tone was self-mocking, and Yun Luo felt a strong sense of confusion emanating from her.

It seemed that failing to break through to Tribulation Crossing Great Perfection had caused cracks in her Dao Heart.

As the only Tribulation Crossing cultivator in the sect, everyone was watching her.

Her fellow disciples hoped for her ascension, while outsiders waited for her failure to mock the Hehuan Sect.

Yet, no one cared about her feelings.

Yun Luo was only at Foundation Establishment and didn't know how to comfort her, so she could only obediently be a listener.

"Xiao Luo'er, have you heard my story?"

Yun Luo nodded.

Bai Huan's past was not pleasant.

"I was once a princess of the Sheng Kingdom..."

Bai Huan recounted her experiences once more.

She was born in the turbulent Sheng Kingdom, an unfavored princess in the palace.

The Jiang Kingdom colluded with Evil Cultivators, and the Sheng Kingdom suffered continuous defeats.

The Emperor sent a peace proposal, sending her to the Jiang Kingdom for a political marriage.

Her father, the Emperor, did not love her, but she loved the people of Sheng Kingdom.

For her homeland, she endured Emperor Jiang's humiliation, the schemes of his consorts, and the bullying of the palace servants...

But Sheng Kingdom was still destroyed.

After being riddled with wounds, she gave up on swallowing her anger and step by step became a demon concubine who brought ruin to the nation.

Emperor Jiang lingered in her bedchamber, neglecting state affairs.

The court officials impeached her, the people of Jiang Kingdom cursed her, and even the former people of Sheng Kingdom said she should have died with her country instead of clinging to life and pleasing the Emperor of Jiang Kingdom.