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Chapter 551 Have the sisters heard of that Taoist priest? (Please subscribe and vote with monthly tickets)
The dinner was not particularly grand; rather, it was more like a small gathering of acquaintances, sitting around a low couch to have dinner together.

Even so, Li Chen was still invited by Hua Rumeng to take the main seat.

After all, the status of "Divine Child" is undeniable. Not to mention a small sect like the Hundred Flowers Sect, even top-tier forces would not dare to be negligent in the slightest.

One after another, exquisite delicacies from land and sea were placed on the table. Hua Rumeng, who was sitting opposite Li Chen, had changed into casual clothes. She wore a close-fitting white high-slit dress, which perfectly showed off her high breasts under her snow-white neck. Her well-proportioned thighs, which were bent over and sitting cross-legged in front of the couch, were marked with a touch of crimson, adding a touch of unique beauty.

Hua Rumeng sensed Li Chen's gaze. Without making a sound, she pulled her skirt to cover her thighs while smiling and saying, "Young Master Li, please go first."

"Sect Leader Hua, there's no need for formalities. Please make yourself at home." Li Chen withdrew his gaze, returned the smile, and as he spoke, he took the lead in picking up his chopsticks and placing a piece of crystal-clear seafood into the dish in front of him.

Clearly, this Flower Sect Master seemed to be very wary of him.

He Ying was able to notice what had happened today, so Li Chen was naturally even more aware of it. He was humble in his every move, but he also kept his distance from Hua Rumeng.

Li Chen had seen far too many women; the more a woman acted this way, the more she needed to whet her appetite.

Seeing this, the other women began to eat one after another.

Although Li Chen spoke lightly, neither He Ying nor Hua Rumeng dared to overstep their bounds, and Xuan Ji was even more so, as she was currently filling Li Chen's wine cup with a wine pot filled with fine wine.

Seeing that the scene was a little awkward, He Ying, who was acting as her wingman, raised her wine glass first: "Young Master Li, Ru Meng and I have been close friends since childhood. When she was young, she was devoted to the way of the sword and had the opportunity to become a disciple of Yang Ci Dao Ren, a famous sword immortal in the Southern Frontier. But fate played a trick on her."

Li Chen nodded slightly, feeling that the name sounded somewhat familiar.

"Yang Ci Daoist?" Xuan Ji frowned slightly, recalling that Li Chen had brought back an old Daoist who fed horses during his last trip to the Southern Frontier, whose name seemed to be Yang Ci.

He Ying looked at Xuan Ji, who seemed to be deep in thought, with a hint of surprise: "Sister, have you heard of that Taoist priest?"

After spending a few days together, she had become quite familiar with Xuanji, and they started calling each other "sisters" in private.

"Speaking of which, he has some connection with my young master." Xuan Ji glanced at Li Chen secretly, her answer becoming ambiguous.

That old fellow is now considered an official in the Tian Ce faction, so isn't there some connection between them?
Hua Rumeng's eyes lit up: "I see. No wonder Rumeng said that Young Master Li is also very skilled in swordsmanship. If Young Master Li has the time, may I ask him for some pointers?"

Hua Rumeng had always wanted to see what Li Chen was capable of that made He Ying so infatuated, and now that she had the opportunity, she naturally wouldn't miss it.

Moreover, in her eyes at this moment, Li Chen should have received guidance from Daoist Yang Ci!
Li Chen glanced at Hua Rumeng, who was sitting cross-legged in front of the low table with a graceful figure, and immediately became interested: "If Sect Leader Hua is in the mood, you can perform a few moves now. Maybe I can spot any shortcomings."

"Then I shall make a fool of myself." Hua Rumeng rose with her sword in hand, her entire demeanor suddenly changing.

She also wanted to see whether this so-called divine child was just a figurehead or truly capable.

In an instant, the moves of the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique began to unfold.

It moves gracefully like a startled wild goose, elegantly like a swimming dragon, with a lush and robust form like a pine tree in a gentle breeze, and floats and drifts like swirling snow in a whirlwind.

Even Li Chen, who had seen countless women, couldn't help but sigh that she was truly a rare beauty.

Of course, Li Chen did not forget Hua Rumeng's sword technique: "When resting, shift your foot half an inch to the left; when striking with the sword, turn your wrist three centimeters less; when raising the sword, point it downwards; and use three-tenths of your strength."

As the pointers reached her ears, Hua Rumeng subconsciously followed them, instantly gaining a new understanding of the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique she had practiced for over ten years. This was merely Li Chen's casual commentary, which did not touch upon the true essence of swordsmanship.

After the meal, Hua Rumeng returned to her bedroom and used her cultivation to practice the sword techniques as instructed by Li Chen.

After a smooth execution of a sword technique, the sword light continued to swirl within the main hall. The beams and pillars, which would take three people to encircle, were covered with sword wounds, and many of them had been severed by a single sword strike.

"This!" Hua Rumeng was so surprised that her small mouth opened slightly, revealing her snow-white teeth. The final move of the Hundred Flowers Sword Technique, which she had not been able to grasp the true meaning of for more than ten years, floated before her eyes like a slideshow.

This made Hua Rumeng eager to find someone to practice with.

The next morning, she waited outside Li Chen and the others' courtyard early in the morning. When her best friend He Ying walked out of the courtyard with a radiant face, she immediately went up to her and pulled her to spar with her.

On the training ground, He Ying's eyes were already curved into crescent shapes as she looked at Hua Rumeng: "Judging from this, your swordsmanship must have improved after Young Master Li's guidance, so you dragged me here to practice so early in the morning, right?"

He Ying knew her best friend all too well.

“His swordsmanship is indeed very high, but…” Hua Rumeng wanted to enlighten her best friend, but she swallowed the words back.

Young Master Li was not only handsome and of noble birth, but also highly skilled in cultivation. His manners were exceptionally humble, unlike any of the arrogant geniuses she had ever encountered before. She couldn't find any fault with him at all.

If it were when she was young, without her current family and children to bind her, she would definitely choose to become this young master Li's follower without hesitation.

But now that she's a mother, she feels that He Ying shouldn't have done those things.

He Ying immediately saw through her best friend's thoughts and said with a smile, "Oh my, is my Ru Meng trying to give me another political lecture?"

"Come on, let me see if your skills have improved over the years. If you beat me, I'll do whatever you want!"

"I'll make you cry!" Hua Rumeng raised her white fist and shook it, giving her best friend a reproachful glare.

He Ying took two steps back and responded to Hua Rumeng with a quirky expression, just like the two of them when they were still young and waiting to be married.

Hua Rumeng drew her longsword, casually executing a beautiful sword flourish, and her aura suddenly changed: "Here it comes!"

As the longsword was drawn, its swift light flashed, and Hua Rumeng, wielding the sword, charged forward like a fairy descending to the moon.

He Ying neither dodged nor avoided. When the long sword was close at hand, she simply flashed and neutralized Hua Rumeng's attack. While dodging the blade, she also teased Hua Rumeng by giving her a hard slap on the butt, just like a cat playing with a mouse!

Hua Rumeng was secretly alarmed. He Ying didn't really care about cultivation. In the past, when she sparred with He Ying, it was always He Ying who cried and begged for mercy. Could it be that after so many years, He Ying's cultivation level had far surpassed hers?

The more Hua Rumeng thought about it, the more unconvinced she became, and her moves became increasingly nimble until He Ying slapped her so hard that her buttocks stung. She finally realized that He Ying was now only at the same peak of the Heavenly Observation Realm as her.

"Your palm technique." Hua Rumeng's pupils seemed to tremble for a moment.

He Ying shrugged nonchalantly: "Young Master Li has pointed out many of my shortcomings. Now, among those in the same realm, I should be considered one of the best. Even among those young prodigies in the same realm, I should be able to fight him to a standstill."

"Young Master Li, your mastery of palm techniques is so profound and unfathomable!" Hua Rumeng felt her breathing quicken for a moment. At this moment, she finally understood why her best friend was so infatuated.

She even had some doubts in her mind: could she really improve by having in-depth conversations with Young Master Li?
(End of this chapter)