"..."
At the Great Yan border, mountains rose layer upon layer as wild winds howled past.
Su Yueli led Han Yu slowly along the mountain path.
Having just broken through to the Third Realm, Han Yu was in excellent condition. Faint tiger roars accompanied every punch and kick as she strictly followed Su Yueli's guidance, tempering the Qi and Blood within her body over and over.
"Strength rises from the earth, qi follows the heart. The Third Realm tempers the bones, sinews, and membranes. When throwing a punch, never be impetuous." Su Yueli occasionally offered pointers from behind her.
"Yes, Master!" Han Yu answered crisply, wiping the sweat from her forehead, her eyes resolute.
Seeing Han Yu's steady footwork and ever-purer fist intent, Su Yueli's lips curled slightly, a trace of warmth showing in her eyes.
Through the long years, having such a sensible and diligent disciple by her side added a little more interest to life.
Boom!
At that moment, a burst of clamorous shouting and killing cries suddenly came from the narrow mountain pass ahead.
Dozens of black-clad cultivators with fierce auras stood across the road, blocking the entire mountain path. Several beast and martial artist corpses lay scattered haphazardly across the ground.
At their head stood a young man in luxurious brocade robes, his expression arrogant beyond measure as he wiped the blood from his hands.
It looked as though a great battle had just ended.
"Stop! We are conducting business and have sealed this mountain road! Unrelated people, get lost... hm?"
The brocade-robed young master turned around, about to rebuke them, but the instant his gaze swept across Su Yueli, his entire body abruptly froze.
The blue-robed woman before him possessed a peerless face and an otherworldly temperament, like the cool moonlight of the ninth heaven