[You looked at the sharp blade of the green-robed girl's sword, just half an inch from your neck.]
[You felt no alarm. At your current level of cultivation, especially after refining two True Spirit Dharma Bodies through the Seven Treasures Wondrous Form Scripture, even if Lü Qingyu struck with all her strength, she could not harm you in the slightest unless you restrained the Blood Qi Realm and protective membrane of your physical body. The backlash might even injure her.]
[Yet although Lü Qingyu's bearing was formidable, there was not a trace of killing intent about her. Her eyes brimmed with tears.]
[There was resentment in them, and hurt.]
[You gently pushed the blade an inch away. "Senior Sister, what's wrong?"]
["You lied to me!"]
[Lü Qingyu's voice held an unusual choke. "You even said you couldn't decipher formations."]
["You're wronging me, Senior Sister. When did I ever say I couldn't decipher formations?"]
[Lü Qingyu did not believe you. The blade in her hand edged closer again.]
["Don't deny it. Of the ninety disciples from the Eighteen Lineages of Mount Fangcun competing today, you, Zhou Jing, came first."]
[You explained, "But Senior Sister, when did I say I couldn't decipher formations?"]
["Besides, I remember telling you I'd make my name known throughout Mount Fangcun in this competition."]
[Lü Qingyu's sword hand trembled slightly. She seemed to remember what you had once said: "This sword needs no name. When my name is known throughout the world, someone will name it for me." At the time, she had dismissed it as youthful bravado.]
[Her voice grew anxious. "But, but you..."]
[You sighed slowly. "Perhaps you never took me seriously, Senior Sister. You thought I was joking. Or perhaps... Senior Sister, you never thought much of me."]
[Lü Qingyu caught her breath and