Chrysanthemum Sword thought for a moment, then nodded as well. "That's right. Everything we have belongs to our master anyway, so it's really no big deal, is it?"
Orchid Sword suddenly said in a low voice, "Do you think Master will have us attend her in bed tonight?"
Plum Sword spat. "What on earth is going through that little head of yours?"
Bamboo Sword said with a flushed face, "I heard Shi Sao and the others say that personal maids in wealthy households all have to warm their master's bed."
"Stop letting your imagination run wild and hurry up with your training." Plum Sword pinched her sister, though certain scenes could not help surfacing in her own mind. Perhaps because of her cultivation posture, her body felt increasingly sore and numb.
Though the little girls' whispers were quiet, they did not escape Song Qingshu's ears. Hearing what they were discussing, he could neither laugh nor cry. Tianshan Tonglao might have been fierce, but she had treated them quite well. Otherwise, they would not have developed such lively personalities.
He quickly calmed down and continued studying the murals in the stone cave. First, he possessed the special ability to learn anything at a glance; second, his cultivation was now profound. Once one principle was understood, all principles became clear. Though he studied them quickly, he soon integrated all these martial arts into his own understanding. Before long, he no longer needed the Tai Xuan Scripture's lightness skill and could float in midair without support.
Several more hours passed. Song Qingshu had nearly mastered every martial art in the stone chamber. He felt refreshed, as though his martial arts realm had risen another level.
Just as he was about to leave, a faint whimpering sound suddenly came from the air. He stopped