I started by controlling his master, and the protagonist begged me to slow down my kicking.

The words are over.

Gong Yueli glanced at her intently.

We've been waiting for almost ten hours, and this rebellious disciple has finally arrived...

She felt somewhat displeased.

However, she still put the sword manual into her bosom and coldly proclaimed to the palace gate:

"Come in."

No sooner had the words been spoken than the half-closed doors of the main hall were pushed open.

Cheng Ran strode in, then respectfully bowed to her with his hands clasped in greeting.

"Master, you have been waiting for a long time. However, I can swear that as soon as I saw your message, I rushed to Biluo Palace without stopping."

This wave...

Cheng Ran really wasn't lying.

Because he checked the message after leaving Yunyao Pavilion.

But when he saw that his beloved master was about to teach him a Heaven-level sword technique!

He even put on a Dragon King's smile.

If there's anything else as attractive as a beautiful master...

That's a Heaven-level cultivation technique!

He now possesses a sacred body, wielding the Sword Emperor's Divine Sword in his left hand and the Human Emperor's Jade Pendant in his right.

Nearing full configuration.

All that's missing is one awesome skill!

Thinking this, Cheng Ran walked quickly to the main seat with a grin and squeezed down next to Gong Yueli:

"Master, considering how hard I've worked, this sword technique..."

"Let's set aside sword techniques for now."

Gong Yueli interrupted her coldly, having now discovered the blind spot:

"You unfilial disciple, why do you smell of a female cultivator?"

"Furthermore, why does this fragrance seem to be a mixture of the scents of two female cultivators, giving me a sense of familiarity yet making it impossible to clearly identify whose it belongs to?"

In fact.

When Gong Yueli entered the palace earlier, she had a vague feeling that something was wrong.

When Cheng Ran eagerly squeezed to sit down next to her, the rich fragrance wafted over even more.

This is very wrong!

She said she rushed over without stopping, but she exuded femininity!

This wicked disciple thinks people are stupid!

She must have gone off to do something bad, and only remembered her as her master after she was done!

How shameless! Bah!

Cheng Ran twitched the corner of his mouth.

He was a little embarrassed.

Damn, are all these women born in the Year of the Dog? How come their noses are so sensitive?

It's a dog day!

Clearing his throat, Cheng Ran asked in return, "Master, do you mind?"

mind?

Gong Yueli frowned slightly.

For some reason, she's feeling a little annoyed right now.

Of course, Gong Yueli felt that it wasn't something she minded. Her expression remained aloof: "Time is money, you shouldn't have kept me waiting."

Cheng Ran smiled and teased Gong Yueli:

"Master, if you mind, please speak up. I can reluctantly have another sword duel with you. By then, I will be covered in your fragrance..."

"You unfilial disciple! You are not allowed to speak nonsense!"

Upon hearing the words "sword duel," Gong Yueli immediately reacted:

"Why would I care about such a thing? Besides, I was only controlled by you because you, my wicked disciple, threatened me with the Imperial Seal."

"Yes, yes, yes."

Cheng Ran nodded, and replied in a cheeky manner:

"Master was forced into it; it's all the fault of the aphrodisiac."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Gong Yueli was quite annoyed. The way this wicked disciple spoke made her sound like a little girl who had been abandoned by her lover.

This is truly turning black into white.

But she also said that since it was inevitable, she simply stopped arguing about the issue.

She then took out a sword manual from her bosom and handed it to Cheng Ran:

"Look at this sword technique."

"Okay."

Cheng Ran chuckled, rubbed his hands together, and accepted the gift with both hands.

Old man!

Finally, the Burning Executioner has been handed over!

The cover of this sword manual was a deep blue, and it was so old that the paste was slightly peeling off.

On the cover, two large characters were prominently displayed—

"Return to the Ruins!"

Damn it, just two words!

It looks so pretentious!

Cheng Ran gently turned the pages of the book, as if afraid of damaging it.

however.

He was dumbfounded as soon as he opened it.

The scrolls are inscribed with many obscure and difficult-to-understand ancient characters.

Just like learning English in school!

I don't understand it at all!

Cheng Ran frowned, looking at Gong Yueli with unusual seriousness:

"How am I supposed to interpret this? The text inside is probably older than you; I can't understand a single word!"

"You are too impetuous."

Gong Yueli was not in a good mood and explained coldly:

"I told you before, Rome wasn't built in a day. You need to copy the sword manual more often and try to understand the words within it."

"These words contain the sword intent passed down from our predecessors. To understand them, one must comprehend them word by word."

"All right."

Cheng Ran's lips twitched.

To be honest, he did realize that this sword technique would be extremely difficult to learn.

After all, Gong Yueli's dominance across the Nine Provinces was based on this sword technique!

Don't be fooled by the fact that Master doesn't seem tough or deal much damage while on the couch; when she gets into a fight, she's incredibly tanky and deals massive damage.

Legend has it that a hundred years ago, she single-handedly slew 100,000 demons in the Northern Territory with her "Return to the Void" sword technique.

Only after slaughtering until the icy plains were stained crimson with blood did Jian Xin break through to the peak of the Mahayana realm.

With this level of strength...

It's unrealistic to expect to master it in a short period of time.

Thinking of this, Cheng Ran said jokingly:

"Master, if only you had taught me this sword technique sooner! If I had devoted myself to studying it, perhaps I would be even more respectful of my teacher than I am now..."

Ha ha!

So, you're saying "respecting teachers and valuing their teachings" translates to bedtime?

Gong Yueli's eyebrows furrowed, and after a long silence, she finally responded:

"It's not that I don't want to teach, it's just that this sword technique is extremely difficult to master. With your talent at the time, even if you practiced it for a lifetime, you would never have been able to get the hang of it."

"Ye Chen is just like you, hardworking but lacking in talent."

"As for Yunxi..."

"She practices a style that combines swordsmanship and martial arts. Forcing her to focus solely on swordsmanship would actually hinder her development."

"That's true."

Cheng Ran listened thoughtfully, but quickly chuckled:

"But Master, I should be old enough to master this sword technique now, right?"

"Um."

Gong Yueli nodded slightly.

To be fair, this wicked disciple's talent is indeed remarkable.

I don't know what medicine he took wrong, but he broke through to the Core Formation Realm within half a month.

This talent...

Throughout the history of Kyushu, I have never seen anything so exaggerated.

Just like the extent of his debauchery!

Thinking of this, Gong Yueli spoke up again to remind her:

"But you must not be stubborn. Sword cultivation is not only related to talent, but also requires temperament and hard work."

Cheng Ran, however, solemnly swore an oath by raising three fingers:

"Yes, I will definitely practice the sword technique diligently and will never disgrace my master."

"That would be best."

Gong Yueli replied coldly.

But just then...

Cheng Ran suddenly gave a wicked smile and reached out to put his arm around Gong Yueli's waist:

"But then again... my method of practicing sword techniques may be slightly different from what my master imagined."

This wicked disciple?

What does he want to do?

Gong Yueli was instantly embarrassed and annoyed, and somewhat panicked, and rebuked her sharply:

"Stop this nonsense! If you continue this dissolute behavior, you won't even be able to master the basics of swordsmanship in another year!"

Cheng Ran shook his finger:

"Master, please think carefully, when did I begin to change?"

Gong Yueli paused slightly upon hearing this, her thoughts drifting back to the past.

To talk about real change...

perhaps?

Was it the day I was swept away?

So what he means is...

A blush suddenly crept onto Gong Yueli's usually cool and aloof face:

"No! You inhuman beast! I kindly taught you sword techniques, and you still want to..."

However, before she could finish speaking, the Imperial Immortal Seal on her lower abdomen began to feel faintly hot again.

Cheng Ran then picked her up.

"Master, please don't worry, your disciple will certainly not let you down."

"Therefore, let's change things up today's sword duel. My disciple can play a fun game with you."

Having said that, he carried Gong Yueli and headed towards the palace...