On a boundless plain.
Ning Buhui stood proudly in white garments, three longswords strapped to her back. The breeze stirred her hair, and her peerlessly beautiful face was as calm as still water...
Whoosh!!!
A streak of flight light flashed into view on the horizon. After several flickers, it landed before Ning Buhui...
At the sight of Ye Han landing, surprise and delight crossed Ning Buhui's face. "Fellow Daoist Han! You're here?!"
Ye Han looked Ning Buhui up and down, his gaze shifting despite himself. "We've only been apart half a month, yet you've made considerable progress in the Sword Dao, Fellow Daoist Ning! Congratulations!"
These were no mere pleasantries. Compared with when they had last parted, Ning Buhui's aura was completely different. It was now steady and held a soft yin quality, her sword intent gathered but unreleased. Clearly, her attainment in the Sword Dao had improved considerably...
That yin sword intent had completely merged into her swordsmanship. Ning Buhui truly was a genius among Sword Dao geniuses, making such tremendous progress in so little time...
At Ye Han's words, Ning Buhui said gratefully, "It's all thanks to your guidance, Fellow Daoist Han. Otherwise, I'd still be drilling into the tip of an ox's horn!"
As she spoke, Ning Buhui bowed to Ye Han...
Ye Han smiled at the sight. "There's no need for such courtesy, Fellow Daoist Ning. With your talent and intelligence, you would have worked it out sooner or later. It's rare for me to find someone I get along with so well, so I offered a few extra words!"
A smile appeared on Ning Buhui's exquisite face at his words. When a woman like her, who rarely spoke or smiled, did smile, she was extraordinarily captivating...
Of course, with Ye Han's level of cultivation, he