Under One Person: The Puppet Immortal in the Tang Sect

"Miss Yong'en, please enlighten me!"

Yongen didn't say anything unnecessary, he just nodded slightly.

She did not draw both swords at once, but slowly drew out only one long sword.

Then, with a flick of his wrist, he unleashed a sharp sword flourish, before straightening up and pointing the sword tip at his opponent.

In an instant, its sharp edge was fully revealed.

An incomparably sharp aura rose from her body, as if she herself had transformed into a drawn sword.

Even Cui Ming, who was watching from the sidelines, couldn't help but sigh inwardly.

In order to prevent Yong-eun from giving himself away, Choi Myung had Yong-eun give up using the katana very early on.

She obediently gave up her years of sword practice and chose to take up the twin swords that Cui Ming had forged for her.

But geniuses shine wherever they are, especially when they are exceptionally gifted.

In just one month, Yongen mastered the dual swords without any instruction, becoming virtually impenetrable.

Perhaps that day, when he went mad with desire, he truly opened up Yongen's Ren and Du meridians.

Gao Gen, on the other side, was taken aback.

Then, his lips twitched almost imperceptibly.

This girl is truly like a sword—straight, sharp, and with an undisguised brilliance!

Such people are simple-minded and honest, making them ideal as personal bodyguards.

It's just that... this sharp edge is too intense, and it doesn't know how to restrain itself.

"Then... let's begin!"

Cui Mingqing's cold voice echoed in the valley.

Before the words were even finished, the two figures who were facing off disappeared almost simultaneously!

Jingle bells!

A series of dense, metallic clanging sounds, like raindrops pattering on banana leaves, echoed through the valley.

Gao Gen focused his true qi on his palms, and a layer of solid qi energy covered them.

His arms swung like wheels, constantly parrying and deflecting Yongen's relentless slashes and thrusts.

Yone's expression remained unchanged throughout.

She remained as cold and aloof as ever, as if Gao Gen before her was no different from a leaf or a wooden stake.

Her movements were concise and efficient, each sword strike aimed directly at Gao Gen's defensive gaps and vital points.

'What a fast sword!'

Gao Gen felt a chill run down his spine.

'If it weren't for my newly acquired left eye, which allows me to clearly track her sword strikes, I would have suffered a great loss the moment we engaged!'

Gao Gen quickly realized that he must not fall into Yong En's offensive rhythm.

This girl seems to have a unique talent; once she gains the upper hand, the speed and power of her sword swings increase with each attack.

Gao Gen felt as if he were in a tornado. If he continued to defend passively like this, even with Qi Gang protecting him, he could not guarantee that he would not be cut to pieces by the increasingly heavy sword force!

In a flash, Gao Gen's true qi suddenly erupted, and a powerful wave of energy surged outwards from him!

Gao Gen intended to use this opportunity to interrupt Yong En's smooth and effortless offensive.

The shockwave stirred up dust, and Yongen's slender figure indeed paused slightly.

However, she did not forcefully resist the shockwave with her body.

Instead, he used the impact of the airflow to gracefully take half a step back, and then flicked his wrist, causing a condensed sword aura to suddenly light up on the sword!

Swish!

The longsword, imbued with sword energy, tore through the surging airwaves as easily as cutting tofu.

Just as her old strength was exhausted and her new strength had not yet been generated, Gao Gen finally took the opportunity to break free from Yong En's continuous attacks and leaped back several feet in the instant she slashed with her sword.

Before Yongen could get close again, Gao Gen unleashed a series of powerful and solid Qi attacks, sending them flying towards Yongen from a distance in an attempt to restrain him.

Upon seeing this, Yong En merely tilted his head, a hint of confusion flashing in his cold eyes, as if wondering why his opponent would make such a basic mistake.

And then, in the next second!

Her figure flickered like a ghost, penetrating the Qi blockade with incredible speed.

In an instant, he closed in to within five meters of Gao Gen!

Chapter 65 Returning to the Mine

In previous encounters, Yone's speed has improved significantly.

Now Gao Gen has misjudged the situation and sees the sword light rising again, following him like a shadow.

These streaks of sword light almost grazed the edge of Gao Gen's hastily parrying hand, the chilling sword energy stinging his skin.

This time, however, Gao Gen's lips curled into a smile of triumph.

He had been preparing for this moment, his true qi surging wildly, completely enveloping his palm. The special rune structure under his skin was fully activated, and a half-meter-long qi blade suddenly extended from his left palm.

Seeing that Yong En was about to change his move and slash horizontally with his sword, Gao Gen neither dodged nor avoided.

With his left hand, which extended into a blade of energy, he suddenly parried forward, skillfully bracing against Yong En's sword. Then, with a force that was both soft and strong, he pulled and guided the sword.

Yone felt an uncontrollable force emanating from the sword, affecting his body.

The center of gravity of the entire body was involuntarily shifted to one side, and the center gate was immediately exposed with a slight opening!

How could Gao Gen miss such a golden opportunity?

He gathered his Qi in his right palm, aiming straight for Yong En's face with the force to split rocks and shatter stone!

If this palm strike lands solidly, the outcome of this sparring match will be decided.

However, just as Gao Gen was about to touch Yong En.

Gao Gen felt a sudden panic and subconsciously withdrew most of his strength.

Their figures retreated rapidly, widening the distance once again.

Just as he retreated, he caught a glimpse of his right wrist out of the corner of his eye.

Suddenly, a thin red line appeared on my wrist!

A slightly cold, stinging sensation then came.

Gao Gen looked closely and saw that Yong En had quietly placed his left hand on the hilt of the long sword behind him, which was still sheathed.

His entire body was slightly lowered, giving the impression that he was about to unleash a thunderous attack.

If Gao Gen hadn't stopped and retreated in time, it probably wouldn't have been as simple as just a red line on his wrist.

Stop.

Cui Ming's voice rang out at just the right moment, breaking the stagnant atmosphere in the valley.

Upon hearing the sound, Gao Gen and Yong En both stopped.

Yongen silently sheathed the two longswords, as if the deadly counterattack that had just occurred in the blink of an eye had never happened.

Gao Gen looked at the red line on his wrist, then at Yong En, whose breathing was steady and whose eyes were still cold, and couldn't help but sigh.

"The younger generation is truly formidable; talented people emerge in every generation."

“Brother Cui, it’s truly rare to have such a skilled guard by your side! I can rest assured now.”

He turned to Cui Ming, clasped his hands in farewell, and took his leave.

“Brother Cui, I will remember your kindness forever.”

"Now that we have rested and our strength has improved, I, Gao, will set off to track down those damned people, so that we can present a congratulatory gift for the opening of our True Nature Sect as soon as possible!"

Cui Ming returned the greeting with a cupped hand.

"Brother Gao, please be careful on your journey. Prioritize your own safety and intelligence."

After exchanging a few more polite words, Gao Gen finally nodded to Yong En, acknowledging his colleague's abilities.

He then turned around and strode away, disappearing into the dense forest.

Once Gao Gen's figure had completely disappeared, only Cui Ming and Yong En remained in the valley.

Choi Myung looked at Yong-eun, who was silent beside him, and suddenly spoke.

"Yongen, are you afraid of me?"

Cui Ming was, of course, referring to his own methods of altering people's memories and manipulating their minds.

After acting for so many days, Cui Ming himself had to believe that he was actually an exceptionally good person.

It wasn't Cui Ming who brutally murdered Quanxing and transformed Gao Gen into a half-human puppet.

Yongen raised his head, his eyes pure and firm, without any hesitation.

“Yon is nothing more than the sharpest sword in the Lord’s hand.”

"But a sword has no feelings; it only carries out the will of the wielder."

Her tone was calm, yet it carried an almost obstinate conviction.

Looking at Yong-eun, Cui Ming seemed to see a stubborn little girl who had quarreled with her parents and, in a fit of anger, decided to join a yakuza organization to take revenge on them.

Cui Ming sighed softly. This way of going from one extreme to another was not what he wanted.

What he needs is a sharp blade with its own consciousness, capable of constantly growing stronger, not a cold, lifeless tool.

He reached out and gently patted Yone's head, a gesture that caused a slight ripple in the girl's cold expression.

"There's no need for that."

Cui Ming looked eastward, his gaze seemingly piercing through layers of mountains.

"A few years from now, I need you to accompany me on a trip to Japan. At that time, I can also put an end to your worries."