Full-Time Magister: The Evil Emperor Descends

Chapter 10 Early Morning Sword Practice
It was already quite late when they got home from the hospital. Mo Jiaxing had already heated up the food and was waiting for his two brothers to come home in the living room.

Mo Xie didn't have much of an appetite, so she told Mo Jiaxing and went upstairs.

After returning to his room and taking a shower, Mo Xie fell asleep immediately. He had exhausted himself tonight and was almost at his limit, so he planned to sleep until dawn.

The next day, Moye got out of bed around six o'clock.

Waking up early is a habit that Mo Xie developed from a young age, and it is ingrained in her mind.

After putting on my workout clothes, I ran ten laps around the neighborhood, as usual.

Morning runs are something Mo Xie has been doing every day since she was twelve years old. In the past, she was physically weak and it was difficult for her to run five laps. She would be exhausted after each run.

However, for Mo Xie, the current ten laps are just a simple warm-up.

Don't underestimate this simple morning run; Mo Xie's excellent health is inseparable from her daily morning runs.

After warming up, Mo Xie returned to the courtyard, picked up a Tang sword, and began practicing her swordsmanship.

In this world, everyone worships the supreme magic, while ancient martial arts such as swords have been abandoned by the entire world.

Perhaps there are still masters of swordsmanship in the world, but they are few and far between, almost extinct.

At most, only those elderly men doing square dancing are doing it.

Because ancient martial arts such as swords and knives are now considered unorthodox and deviant by people.

For example, if someone throws a spell at you, wouldn't your sword be rendered useless?

To put it simply, with modern technology so advanced and convenient, who would use the oldest things from the past? The principle is the same.

Mo Fan and Ye Xinxia once tried to persuade Mo Xie to give it up.

But Mo Xie refused their kindness, sticking to his own ideas.

Moye never considered this to be any kind of unorthodox or heretical practice; Moye wanted to prove that it could become a force that could stand alone.

Mo Xie had an idea: what if magic was added to swordsmanship? Would that have some amazing effects?
Moreover, humans are very fragile, and what magicians fear most is close combat.

Although it is unknown whether this hypothesis will succeed, Moye will persevere in trying. You will never know what the outcome will be if you don't give it a try.

Mo Xie couldn't help but recall a saying: "Innovation is the primary driving force for development."

As Mo Xie moved, the Tang sword followed her movements, swinging in unison. Every movement of her body and the sword was fluid and seamless, a truly delightful sight.

The shockwave from the swing of the Tang sword split the lawn in two, revealing the sword's weight at that moment.

Moye originally made a wooden sword, but it became increasingly impractical over time, and she couldn't feel anything when wielding it.

So Moye found a famous blacksmith to forge several real swords for her at once, and they were several times heavier than ordinary swords.

All of Mo Xie's current sword techniques are derived from books or videos she read in her previous life. She then combined those techniques and gradually explored her own sword style, eventually creating her own unique swordplay.

After practicing her daily set of sword techniques, Mo Xie slowly exhaled a breath of stale air and sheathed her sword.

"Clap clap clap!"

A soft round of applause sounded, and Mo Xie turned around to see Ye Xinxia sitting on the swing clapping. Mo Xie smiled gently and slowly walked towards Ye Xinxia.

Seeing that Mo Xie had finished practicing, Ye Xinxia picked up a long towel from the side and handed it to Mo Xie.

Mo Xie took the towel and wiped away her sweat as she spoke.

"Actually, you don't need to get up so early. Girls should sleep in a little longer."

Ye Xinxia smiled slightly and shook her head.

"If we don't get up early, we won't be able to see Brother Moye practicing his sword. Brother Moye looks the coolest when he practices his sword!"

"Hey, am I not handsome normally, brother? I didn't expect Xinxia to think that way, I'm so sad..."

Mo Xie's expression changed, and she pretended to be sad as she spoke.

"Of course not, Brother Mo Xie has always been handsome!" Ye Xinxia thought Mo Xie was sad and hurriedly said.

But when Ye Xinxia noticed the mischievous smile on Mo Xie's lips, she immediately pouted and complained.

"Brother Moye is bullying me!"

"Hahaha! Okay, I'll stop teasing you."

Ye Xinxia quietly looked at the smile on Mo Xie's face, and suddenly blurted out a sentence.

"If Brother Moye could be like this with other people in his daily life, Xinxia would be very happy..."

The sound was faint, but it still reached Mo Xie's ears clearly, causing his smile to freeze slightly before he suppressed it.

Ye Xinxia lowered her head, not daring to look directly into Mo Xie's eyes. Her small hands were clenched tightly on her thighs, making her appear somewhat nervous.

Because Ye Xinxia got up very early in the morning, she was still wearing her nightgown, her slender, fair legs dangling in mid-air, making her irresistible.

"Sorry……"

A soft, weak whisper rang out. Mo Xie raised his hand and pinched Ye Xinxia's cheek, then sighed helplessly.

"Don't say things like that again. Your brother's affairs are none of your concern, okay?"

"Ah."

Mo Xie smiled gently, and taking advantage of her looking down and not paying attention, he picked Ye Xinxia up in a princess carry.

Ye Xinxia cried out in alarm and instinctively wrapped her arms around Mo Xie's neck.

The refreshing scent of morning exercise lingered around her nose; it was the aroma of male hormones. Ye Xinxia couldn't help but press her head against Mo Xie's chest, feeling a great sense of security.

Before Ye Xinxia could enjoy herself for long, Mo Xie put her back in the wheelchair.

Noticing the lingering look on Ye Xinxia's face, Mo Xie leaned down with a mischievous grin and teased her in her ear.

"What, do you just want your brother to hold you a little longer?"

Her breath brushed against her sensitive ear, and Ye Xinxia's face instantly turned bright red. She shook her head frantically and pushed her wheelchair upstairs as if fleeing.

Mo Xie watched Ye Xinxia shyly run away, and thought to himself that she was actually quite cute.

Because Ye Xinxia has difficulty walking, Mo Xie installed an indoor elevator in the house, so she no longer has to worry about going up and down the stairs. How great is that!

As the warm water washed over her body, Mo Xie let out a long sigh of relief, her whole body gradually relaxing.

After taking a shower, Mo Xie stood in front of the sink, looking at himself in the mirror. He had to admit that he did feel he was getting more and more handsome.

It's not entirely accurate to say he's handsome; rather, it's a combination of handsome and beautiful.

My fingers gently stroked my face; the texture of this skin is something every girl would envy.

Although Mo Xie sometimes does some skincare and beauty treatments, after all, he is a public figure and handsome.
But it certainly wouldn't be that good. As a grown man, he certainly wouldn't care about his skin as much as a girl would. Mo Xie could only attribute it all to his "stunning good looks."

So when she was little, strangers often treated Moye as a girl when she went out. To the average person, how could a boy be more delicate than a girl?

With her fingers twirling a strand of hair that had fallen down, Mo Xie picked up a hairdryer and began to dry her long hair.

Mo Xie didn't originally intend to grow her hair long, but she was just too busy for a period of time, and for some reason, her hair grew very quickly without her realizing it, so she naturally grew it out.

However, there is one downside to having long hair: washing and drying it is too much trouble. Mo Xie never expected that she would experience this situation one day.

The buzzing noise stopped, and Mo Xie tied her long hair into a high ponytail. Once everything was done, Mo Xie slowly went downstairs.

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