Eldest Brother

The training ground was rugged and desolate, clearly well-used. Killing intent and baleful energy lingered there year-round.

Weapon racks lined both sides of the grounds, stocked with every kind of weapon, from blades and spears to swords and halberds. Each weapon shimmered with light, clearly extraordinary.

Yet anyone visiting the training ground for the first time would only have eyes for Jiang Wuyou.

Amid the rumble, cold light flashed.

The valiant Jiang Wuyou darted first to the left, then to the right.

The Painted Halberd seemed like a brush in her hand, with which she wrote across the sky.

She swept her brush across the boundless world, her movements wild and free, uniting power and beauty as one.

At a certain moment, the rumbling stopped.

Jiang Wuyou casually flung the halberd aside, turned, and strode toward the exit.

The Painting Halberd spun through the air several times, stirring wind and thunder, before landing in the hands of an old woman.

All sound abruptly died away.

Yet Jiang Wang had no idea where the old woman had come from, or how she had arrived!

"Jiang Wang!" Jiang Wuyou greeted him openly. "What brings you to Huaying Palace?"

Her long hair was simply tied into a ponytail at the back of her head.

Large beads of sweat ran down her healthy, wheat-colored skin.

Her strong, rounded thighs stood straight and firm against the ground.

She merely had to stand there to radiate natural, valiant energy, surpassing many a man.

Jiang Wang clasped his hands in greeting and said earnestly, "I don't come to the Three Treasures Hall without reason. I'm imposing on you with this visit, but I truly have a favor to ask."

A maid waiting at the training ground brought over a soft cloth. Jiang Wuyou took it and wiped