These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Then the only solution is to defeat her first... and then explain this principle to her.

"The sword decides."

"call out!"

This time, Lu Qingyan took the initiative.

The sword flashed like a cold light, reaching Helian Yehu in an instant.

Helian Yehu remained composed, turning slightly and then suddenly drawing his sword as they brushed past each other. His sword strike was swift and precise, aimed directly at the woman's shoulder.

However, he seemed not to have expected that the opponent's sword strike was actually a feint.

Before the sword even reached her slender shoulder, she turned around with an even faster and more exaggerated speed.

"boom!!"

She thrust her sword straight at his blade, displaying the skill of a counter-attack; in the past, she would never have been able to maneuver like that.

But it seemed as if her body's instincts led her to make one correct choice after another, making Lu Qingyan realize that Wei Tu was right and that his body-training was effective.

Although the process was shameful, her feel for the sword became more precise, more acute, and more efficient.

This time, the swords did not separate upon contact.

Although Helian Yehu's sword was very strong, the woman's sword sparked a dazzling light all the way to the man's hilt.

Helian Yehu pressed down hard, trying to suppress Lu Qingyan's sword that was coming towards him, but in that short moment, Lu Qingyan released her sword, and Helian Yehu's eyes twitched slightly.

Why would she release her sword at this moment? What is she thinking? If the swordswoman doesn't want her sword anymore, what does she have left?!

Lu Qingyan quickly gave him an answer.

He stretched out one arm and stabbed hard at Helian Yehu's weak spot.

Her palms seemed to have turned into sharp swords.

"puff!"

Blood instantly gushed out.

Helian Yehu probably didn't expect this woman to have such abilities.

This is the sword bone...

Her entire body is integrated with the sword bone, and her very existence is like a sword!

However, this did not have much of an impact on Helian Yehu; it was just a minor physical pain, nothing to worry about.

Helian Yehu instantly gripped his sword and retreated, but Lu Qingyan seemed to ignore the falling sword and pressed forward.

The sword intent surrounding Helian Yehu seemed poised to tear Lu Qingyan apart at any moment.

However, the woman's figure was even more graceful. With a slight dodge, she appeared behind Helian Yehu and reached out to grab the back of his clothes.

Helian Yehu frowned.

Suddenly, a strong warning sign arose.

Sure enough, a sword came hurtling toward his face.

This is sword control technique, not a particularly advanced skill, but it can often produce surprising effects depending on the user's skill level.

At this moment, the sword that had been left behind seemed to have become a chess piece.

However, Helian Yehu was not so easily defeated by this single blow.

He frowned and closed his eyes slightly.

"boom!!"

A powerful sword intent suddenly erupted from his body, forcing Lu Qingyan to hastily release her grip.

The sword was knocked away.

Flying into the sky.

Then it landed in her palm.

Helian Yehu squinted at her.

"It's still not enough, Lu Qingyan. You can't block this next sword strike."

He raised his hand and drew his sword, giving the woman in front of him almost no room to maneuver.

Because he was indeed somewhat angry.

This woman's sword intent has become so troublesome.

He even roared as he drew his sword.

Where's your spirit?!

The sword energy instantly crisscrossed, shattering the ground inch by inch, leaving marks as if an earth dragon had passed through, as if the sky had collapsed and the earth had split open.

Lu Qingyan did not dodge.

She squinted at Helian Yehu, who was now enraged by her.

Upon witnessing this powerful sword strike that seemed to bury him completely, he suddenly grasped that mysterious and profound feeling.

She seemed to finally see the image of her own sword-like bones, that young man...

One's own apprentice.

What Wei Tu said... was a form of swordsmanship that was more suitable for him and allowed him to go further.

There can be give and take, or there can be unstoppable progress.

It may have a shape, it may be any shape, or it may... have no shape at all.

It is not defined in any way.

It only appears when it's supposed to appear, and happens when it's supposed to happen.

Is it the heart that dictates the sword, or one's own sword that dictates one's own heart?

At this moment, Lu Qingyan finally understood many things.

She raised her sword, but she did not act recklessly or lose all reason.

On the contrary, she felt that her eyes could clearly see all the patterns of the opponent's powerful sword energy.

So she drew her sword.

As illusory as light and shadow, as dazzling as fireworks.

He seemed to vanish into the darkness, replaced by a sword that could be both strong and gentle!

The sword crisscrossed in the air, following the incoming sword energy from the opponent.

Helian Yehu soon discovered a terrible truth.

His own sword intent, this extremely powerful sword intent that was almost at his peak, was not instantly shattered.

Instead, it was slowly devoured!

Lu Qingyan seemed to have turned her sword intent into a toy that could be disassembled.

She saw all the weaknesses!

She disintegrated inch by inch with extreme speed and precision, as if devouring it!

With each slightest disintegration, her sword intent surged.

As he drew closer, his sword intent grew weaker and weaker!

Helian Yehu felt a pang of fear; he had never imagined he would feel this way.

He was roaring out of fear to mask his inner turmoil.

"Lu Qingyan!! What kind of sword is that?!"

The only reply he received was a brief and concise statement, the sword intent that Lu Qingyan finally understood after the fierce battle.

"The sword that kills the enemy, the sword that takes your life!"

"boom!!!"

The intense sword light that erupted appeared and then disappeared.

The cracked ground was ultimately destroyed after only passing through half of its length.

Helian Yehu stood still, while Lu Qingyan sheathed her sword.

The aloof and stunningly beautiful woman let out a long sigh.

There was a bright red bloodstain on the tip of her sword.

Helian Yehu collapsed to the ground with a thud, the blood on his chest gradually spreading and staining his entire upper body red.

Even in death, Helian Yehu remained incredulous.

Lu Qingyan watched his figure fall down until he had not completely lost consciousness.

So she spoke slowly.

"As it turns out, my swordsmanship can go further than yours."

"..."

But there was no answer, only silence.

"Boom!!"

But what followed was an aura that soared into the sky.

She looked at the sky, but saw a flying serpent in that direction.

The moon hung high overhead.

She... saw a figure that shouldn't have been there.

"Ancestor...?"

Ruoyuan stood beneath the moon.

She seemed to look down on all living beings, flippant and contemptuous.