Teaching Swordsmanship

Lu Ren asked with a puzzled look, "Master, what do you mean by that?"

The more Yun Qingyao thought about it, the angrier she became. She rebuked him, "I made an exception and accepted you as my disciple because I saw that you truly wanted to pursue Martial Cultivation. But what have you done?"

"What did I do?"

Lu Ren was still completely baffled.

Seeing Lu Ren's attitude, Yun Qingyao's spiritual eyes were like a pair of cold stars, radiating an intense chill.

"Oh, I know. Master, are you angry because I sold your Fire Spirit Sword?"

Lu Ren suddenly remembered.

"It is a small matter that you sold my Fire Spirit Sword, but have you ever cultivated seriously? You borrowed three Human Tier Low-grade Martial Skills from the Martial Arts Pavilion, only to return them after cultivating for a month!"

"Do you know that Ancient Emperor Tuoshe spent a full three years cultivating a single Human Tier Low-grade Martial Skill back then?"

"You received the Immortal's Blessing and opened your Spiritual Aperture. You should have cherished this hard-won opportunity. Do you know how many people who wished to cultivate gave up because they could not open their Spiritual Apertures?"

"It would have been one thing if you simply refused to cultivate diligently, but you even joined Qin Yu's team. You have truly disappointed me too much!"

As Lu Ren listened to Yun Qingyao's scolding, a warmth rose in his heart, and his eyes even grew moist. So Master had always been silently watching over him from the shadows.

Since arriving on the Xuanhuang Continent, it was the first time Lu Ren had been moved.

After a long while, Lu Ren took a deep breath and suppressed the emotions in his heart. "Master, I have actually been cultivating diligently all along. I have already opened seven Spiritual Apertures!"

Naturally, Yun Qingyao did not believe him. She let out a long sigh and said, "Lu Ren, perhaps I should never have accepted you as my disciple. You possess a Scrap Bloodline. Allowing you to step into the martial world was already forcing the impossible. Come inside with me. I have something to tell you!"

With that, Yun Qingyao walked into the living room by herself and casually found a seat.

Lu Ren followed her in and bowed as he pleaded, "Master, you must not expel me from the sect. In this world, you are my only family!"

Yun Qingyao's heart softened. "I'm your only family? What about your parents?"

"I'm an orphan. I grew up in an orphanage... ah, in the Orphanage!"

Lu Ren answered truthfully.

Seeing that Lu Ren did not seem to be lying, Yun Qingyao felt a trace of pity for this disciple. "Lu Ren, I never intended to expel you from the sect. I want to tell you something!"

Lu Ren breathed a sigh of relief and asked, "What is it?"

"In seven days, the Imperial Dao Sect will bring three newly inducted genius disciples to our Qingyun Sect for sparring and exchange. Among them is a genius with a Sixth-grade Bloodline. I hear he has already opened seven Spiritual Apertures. We will undoubtedly lose this exchange!"

Yun Qingyao said.

Lu Ren did not understand what his master meant.

Yun Qingyao continued, "Therefore, the sect wishes for me to train you. You have a Scrap Bloodline. If you can exchange even one or two moves with them, our Qingyun Sect will at least retain a little face!"

"Master, rest assured. Your disciple will definitely defeat that Sixth-grade Bloodline genius!"

Lu Ren declared with full confidence.

Yun Qingyao shook her head. "Lu Ren, stop talking nonsense. There are still seven days left. I will teach you a sword skill I created myself. Learn as much of it as you can!"

"A sword skill?"

Lu Ren's eyes lit up.

The Fierce Tiger Fist and Eight Trigram Palm he cultivated could only be considered close-combat martial skills. If he could cultivate a sword skill, his combat strength would naturally increase greatly.

Moreover, it was a sword skill created by his master. Its power was surely not weak.

Seeing that Lu Ren seemed interested in her sword skill, Yun Qingyao smiled. "That's right. This is a sword skill I created after observing celestial phenomena. I named it the Celestial Phenomenon Sword Skill. It currently has only three forms. If you can master all three, it will rival a fully mastered Human Tier High-grade sword skill!"

After saying that, Yun Qingyao took out the Fire Spirit Sword and walked into the courtyard.

"Lu Ren, watch carefully!"

Yun Qingyao gripped the Fire Spirit Sword and swung it repeatedly, her mouth releasing sharp cries that seized the soul.

Yun Qingyao's figure was slender and delicate, yet every sword strike was incomparably fierce and razor-sharp, as though it could pierce through all things.

"First form of the Celestial Phenomenon Sword Skill, Traces in Motion!"

Yun Qingyao shouted. Her sword dance grew faster and faster, her movements light and unrestrained, free and fluid. In an instant, sword light swept forth like a serpent, passing through leaf after leaf falling from the great tree in the courtyard.

The bizarre sword moves left no trace to follow!

"So beautiful!"

Lu Ren was utterly mesmerized!

Yun Qingyao performed the first form more than a dozen times in succession. She then performed the second form, "Unscattered," and the third form, "Thunder Stirring," more than a dozen times each, afraid that Lu Ren would not understand.

After finishing, Yun Qingyao withdrew her sword moves and tossed the Fire Spirit Sword to Lu Ren. "From today onward, I will teach you without ever leaving your side for seven days. We will live together and eat together. Don't even think about slacking off!"

She believed that with her personal instruction, even if Lu Ren's talent was poor, he should still be able to cultivate the first form.

If he could cultivate the first form, he might barely be able to open two Spiritual Apertures.

With three Spiritual Apertures, he should be able to exchange one or two moves with the Imperial Dao Sect's disciples.

"Live together?"

Lu Ren's imagination began to run wild.

Yun Qingyao's pretty face reddened. "What nonsense are you thinking? I sleep on the bed, and you sleep on the floor!"

"I sleep on the floor?"

Lu Ren was startled. This was clearly his room. How could the owner be made to sleep on the floor? His cultivation was so weak—what if he caught a chill?

"Enough. Start cultivating now!"

Yun Qingyao walked to one side and began supervising Lu Ren's cultivation.

However, as Lu Ren held the Fire Spirit Sword, he had no idea where to begin. He had already forgotten nearly all of Yun Qingyao's sword moves from earlier, let alone how to cultivate them.

Yun Qingyao crossed her arms over her chest. Seeing Lu Ren standing there like a wooden post, she said, "Lu Ren, what are you standing there for? Start cultivating!"

Lu Ren gave a bitter smile. "Master, I have already forgotten almost all the sword moves you demonstrated just now!"

"What?"

Yun Qingyao was utterly astonished.

"Master, I have forgotten almost all of them. Demonstrate them for me one more time!"

Lu Ren said.

Yun Qingyao took the Fire Spirit Sword and once again performed the first form of the Celestial Phenomenon Sword Skill, Traces in Motion, before Lu Ren. This time, her movements were very slow, and she performed it more than twenty times in succession.

Lu Ren watched with utmost concentration, but his talent was truly too poor. His eyes had learned it, yet his hands still had not.

Seeing Lu Ren standing there foolishly, Yun Qingyao asked, "Still can't do it?"

Lu Ren shook his head and said bitterly, "Master, my talent is too poor!"

"It seems I still underestimated the Scrap Bloodline. But Lu Ren, do not lose heart. As long as you cultivate diligently, you will surely succeed!"

Yun Qingyao walked behind Lu Ren and grasped his wrists with both hands. "Lu Ren, remember the moves carefully!"

After saying that, Yun Qingyao held Lu Ren's arms and began swinging the Fire Spirit Sword.

Feeling the coolness from his master's palms, warmth arose in Lu Ren's heart. He focused his mind and firmly committed every move of the Celestial Phenomenon Sword Skill to memory.

Thus, Lu Ren stood in front while Yun Qingyao stood behind him. The two seemed to be one body, as intimate as Dao Companions, swinging the Fire Spirit Sword together.

Xiao Huohuo, who had just returned, was dumbfounded at the sight. He even thought his eyes were playing tricks on him.

Hadn't the Saintess been deeply disappointed in Lu Ren? Yet she was personally teaching him swordsmanship, and they were so intimate.

"Why did I come back? To let you master and disciple hurt me for the third time?"

Xiao Huohuo turned and left, intending to find an elder and apply for another courtyard, so that he could get away from Lu Ren sooner.