Try her hand?
Charm Ancestor looked at Bie Xuening, then at the sword in her hand, a flicker of interest flashing through her eyes.
Earlier, she had made a special trip to the Starry Sky Frontline Battlefield and exchanged a single move with Xuan precisely to verify her own progress.
Unfortunately, the gap still remained, so she had not gained much.
And brother himself surpassed her by far too much, just like Xuan. Fighting him would likewise have no meaning.
But now that the Sword Venerable had only just reached this level, no matter how one looked at it, she was the best possible candidate for testing her own cultivation.
Not to mention that, from the past until now, she had never crossed swords with the Sword Venerable...
Charm Ancestor thought to herself.
Yet in the end, that faint glimmer of interest in her eyes faded away.
"Forget it, forget it. Another time."
For one, the Sword Venerable's Sword Path of Slaughter was far too fierce and savage. And for another, hadn't she only just emerged from seclusion?
"You've only just come out of seclusion. This concubine has no wish to bully you."
"..."
Bie Xuening looked at her. Fine, threadlike rays of light gleamed along the snow-bright edge of the sword in her hand.
"I'm off, I'm off! Now that you can run around again, you can come with brother to the Joyous Union Sect and visit me sometime!"
Having said that, she turned into a wisp of crimson haze as usual and vanished from before the Sword Ancestor Hall.
She had actually refused...
A trace of confusion flashed through Bie Xuening's eyes. She had thought Charm Ancestor would gladly accept her proposal.
What exactly was this person thinking?
As the hand gripping the sword slowly lowered, the longsword,