There are too many female protagonists with deceased husbands in the Qin Dynasty's Past Books.

"Don't just focus on the arm movements. Sink your waist and sit on your hips to ensure that the power originates from the ground, passes through your waist, hips, shoulders, and arms, and penetrates to the tip of the sword. Only then can you unleash the full power of this move."

"Be decisive and don't hesitate. The enemy won't wait for you to stand still."

The cold female voice that suddenly rang out beside him startled the boy, and he was clearly stunned when he saw who it was.

Although there were few opportunities to come into contact with Bai Shuangqiu, her image as a female general, almost unique in this era, still allowed anyone to quickly identify her.

I've already made contact with her so quickly?

Judging from her aura, this marquis's strength should be...

Using the act of bowing to conceal the changing expression on his face, Jiang Mo, who was using the alias Bai Mo in the dungeon, was already eager to uncover the possible secrets of the Snow Robe Fortress's mistress.

Unfortunately, limited by his age, Jiang Mo's strength at this time was far from what it actually was.

Let alone a secret, even the general level of his cultivation is hard to fathom. The only certainty comes from the instinctive chill that runs down his spine: killing him now would be no harder than crushing an ant.

"No need for formalities, don't get distracted."

Looking down at the boy who was only about ten years old, Bai Shuangqiu's expression was indifferent. Her words, rather than being a kind and helpful elder, sounded more like a harsh reprimand.

If an ordinary member of the Bai family were here, they would probably be trembling with fear just standing next to Bai Shuangqiu.

The trendy woman may have a more queenly demeanor, but in terms of the sense of oppression she brings, she is completely incomparable to Bai Shuangqiu in front of us.

Compared to the latter's uncontrollable killing intent, it was the result of real lives lost.

Even Jiang Mo could smell the blood emanating from the other party. When his gaze inadvertently swept over the two frost-covered, blood-stained swords at the other party's waist, he couldn't help but feel a chill run down his spine.

Faced with such a demon-like figure, it would be normal for ordinary children and teenagers to be so terrified that they would wet themselves on the spot.

But Jiang Mo can hardly be considered a child or teenager anymore.

If we include the years spent in books in the past, plus his previous life, Jiang Mo is probably much older than Bai Shuangqiu in front of him.

In addition, there was the same killing intent that Bai Yifei shared, which Jiang Mo had faced many times before, so he was naturally not overwhelmed.

Even though his body trembled instinctively, Jiang Mo was able to control his mental state relatively calmly and continue practicing swordsmanship following Bai Shuangqiu's instructions.

In Bai Shuangqiu's eyes, Jiang Mo's will was firm and he had not been easily swayed.

He has a good temperament and is a promising talent.

After making this assessment of Jiang Mo in her heart, Bai Shuangqiu didn't do much else. She simply watched him practice martial arts quietly from the side, occasionally offering corrections and guidance. Jiang Mo, focused on his training, didn't even notice when she finally left.

However, that doesn't matter.

Being too proactive in trying to win someone over might arouse suspicion and isn't really in line with a young person's nature.

It's better to let things take their natural course.

In any case, the Bai family established itself in Korea through military achievements, and the clan has always had a martial spirit. As long as they perform well enough, they will eventually come into the other side's sights and be valued.

Meeting Bai Shuangqiu was an unexpected joy.

Forcing it further will only make things worse.

Undeterred by his chance encounter with Bai Shuangqiu, Jiang Mo continued to follow his original plan, getting up early to study and diligently practicing martial arts.

Day after day, undeterred by wind and snow.

Even when encountering snowy weather, they are more proactive than usual, often practicing for several hours at a time in the training ground. Even if they never slack off during the process, when they stop practicing, their whole body is often covered with white snow.

It looks like a snowman that has just been built.

This was certainly not Jiang Mo deliberately seeking hardship, but rather he discovered that the internal energy cultivation technique "Blood Robe Technique" passed down by the Bai family to its members was far more effective when practiced in snowy weather than at other times. It seemed that after experiencing the tempering of the severe cold, the blood and qi in the body could become more solid.

At first, you might find the biting cold hard to bear.

But if you persist, you will gradually feel your blood and qi flowing through your body, which is much more pleasant than simply staying indoors to avoid the cold.

This discovery made Jiang Mo even more delighted to see Xue.

Originally, he was already quite uncomfortable with the significant drop in his martial arts level after entering the dungeon, and the boy's slightly weak body made Jiang Mo feel even more insecure.

Naturally, they studied diligently and practiced assiduously, eager to improve their martial arts skills.

The preparations made before entering the instance also played a huge role at this time. The knowledge and experience that far exceeded his current level made Jiang Mo feel like a top student who had been admitted to Tsinghua University returning to high school and taking the college entrance examination again.

Even if there are many forgotten or unfamiliar knowledge points, they can be mastered with ease.

The progress is almost visible to the naked eye.

From having many problems with his sword-holding posture at the beginning, to mastering the swordsmanship passed down by the Bai family to its members and soldiers, Jiang Mo only took a few days.

And this feeling that you will reap rewards as long as you work hard is even more irresistible.

Jiang Mo could be described as a workaholic, constantly seeking the satisfaction of improving his martial arts skills day after day.

In less than a month, he had mastered the "Snow-Slaying Sword Technique" to a level of consummate skill. So much so that Bai Shuangqiu, who occasionally passed by and gave him pointers, couldn't help but show a look of astonishment on her usually calm and aloof face when she saw Jiang Mo wielding his sword with incredible speed, cutting through the swirling snow.

It's only been a month, just one month.

This kid's swordsmanship has improved so rapidly; even she herself never had such an amazing performance back then.

What Bai Shuangqiu admired most was the other person's self-discipline, which far exceeded that of his peers.

Bai Shuangqiu was busy with many things and couldn't keep track of Jiang Mo's condition every day, but she had instructed her subordinates to observe him closely and knew that he had been going through day after day without fail, rain or shine.

To persist in doing something for a month, rain or shine.

It may sound like this is not a difficult task, but only those who have actually tried it know how difficult it is.

Life is bound to have unexpected events that disrupt your pace.

For most people, the only thing they can stick to for a whole month, rain or shine, is eating—a basic instinct to satisfy their desires.

To have such resilience at such a young age.

This child is destined for greatness!

Bai Shuangqiu's expectations for Jiang Mo rose even higher. That day, she didn't offer Jiang Mo any further guidance, as there was truly nothing more she could teach him about the *Snow-Slaying Sword Technique*. His diligent practice had arguably reached its limit.

If you want to go further, you can only learn through practical experience.

After watching Jiang Mo finish practicing his swordplay without saying a word, Bai Shuangqiu took Jiang Mo's hand. Seeing his somewhat surprised gaze, she didn't explain further, only saying:

"Come with me."

Bai Shuangqiu's hands were cold, even colder than the swirling snow. Jiang Mo even wondered if the hand holding his was truly from a living person.

The fingertips and palms are covered with calluses.

Although he didn't know what the other party was going to do, Jiang Mo didn't ask any questions and just let the other party pull him towards the Snow Robe Fortress.

Along the way, many people were quite surprised to see Bai Shuangqiu leading a strange young boy.

However, everyone only bowed respectfully and watched Bai Shuangqiu walk away before they couldn't help but lower their voices and whisper among themselves, discussing Jiang Mo's identity.

Leading Jiang Mo into a room resembling a study, Bai Shuangqiu nodded slightly to the teacher who bowed to her, then released Jiang Mo's hand and gently pushed him toward the two children who had been sitting in the study.

"From this day forward, you will be with them."

Before Jiang Mo could figure out what was going on, the two children, who were slightly younger than him, had already turned around and looked over curiously.

The pretty girl's light gray eyes made Jiang Mo's heart skip a beat:

Is this a freakish woman?

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Is this adorable little sister a trendy, loli-like enchantress?

With her slightly upturned eyes and pupils like gray pearls, the combination of these two features was not only unique but also highly recognizable, allowing Jiang Mo to almost immediately guess the identity of the girl in front of him, yet he still harbored some doubts.

Compared to the sassy woman in his memory who wanted to trample him underfoot and torment him like a cat playing with a mouse, this little girl in front of him was so innocent and harmless.

She was exquisitely beautiful and truly adorable.

Her delicate, rosy cheeks still had a touch of baby fat, and her eyes were curved, full of a smiling expression.

Her eyes were clear and bright, untouched by the dust and grime of the world.

With such an innocent appearance, even if she appeared before you with her hands stained with blood, as long as you meet her innocent eyes, you would most likely subconsciously think that she had just accidentally spilled the dye.

However, Jiang Mo will soon realize that he misjudged the situation.

Appearances can be deceiving. The Tide Demon is still the same dangerous Tide Demon. Even though she is still young and cute, her wicked nature is already evident.

"He is Bai Mo."

Noticing the curious and questioning looks from the three people in the room, Bai Mushuang pushed Jiang Mo forward, gave a brief introduction, and then instructed the two children kneeling in front of the desk:

“Yi Shu, Fei Er, Bai Mo is a few years older than you, so you should treat him as your elder brother.”

Upon hearing Bai Mushuang's address, Jiang Mo's heart stirred slightly. He shifted his gaze from the loli who resembled a young yolk demon to the boy sitting silently.

The boy had black hair and black eyes, and was dressed in brocade.

Although his face still looked somewhat immature, one could already vaguely make out some familiar features.

Is this the Blood-Clad Marquis Bai Yifei?

Those distinctive frosty hair and blood-red eyes weren't natural, were they? Could they be some kind of special power, like a natal Gu, that affects physical characteristics?

Jiang Mo glanced at Bai Mushuang beside him and couldn't help but have this thought pop into his mind.

This world cannot be judged by common sense. People born with white hair are rare, but not unique. When Jiang Mo saw Bai Mushuang, he thought it was some kind of recessive gene inherited by the Bai family.

However, upon seeing Bai Yifei at this moment, he overturned his own idea.

I've heard of selective gene expression, but I've never heard of a gene suddenly changing its expression halfway through.

Even if a young man's hair turns white, it's impossible for his eye color to suddenly change.

It must be a problem with his cultivation technique. The original work hinted that Bai Yifei would drink women's blood, so it's possible that his cultivation technique has gone astray.

Perhaps we can find this guy's weakness or flaw from here?

As Jiang Mo was pondering, the little girl named Bai Yishu ran up to him with a grin, looked up at him, and sweetly called out:

"Brother Mo, I remember you~"

"My aunt often praises you for your hard work and dedication, for practicing swordsmanship even in the wind and snow, and she encourages my cousin and me to learn from you. Now that my aunt has arranged for you to study with us, it must be because your swordsmanship is unmatched among your peers!"

Her youthful voice was clear and sweet, and she spared no effort in praising him.