Dual cultivation makes you stronger, everyone else is a prodigy, and I'm the only one slacking

I'll say it again.

"Take off the veil."

Feng Qiguang lowered his voice and spoke at an extremely slow pace.

Yu Luoning didn't move. She just stood there, the moonlight shining through her thin back, making the outline of her face, which was covered by a veil, appear and disappear.

Feng Qiguang stared at her, his breathing becoming unsteady, his fingertips trembling slightly. He told himself that the aura was wrong; this woman didn't have that aura he remembered for a long time.

She... is not that person.

But those eyes were so similar that he involuntarily took a step forward, then stopped.

A person's voice can be similar, their eyes can be similar, and their body shape can be similar.

The aura and soul fire that can be cultivated are absolutely impossible to be similar.

How could he lose his composure just because of a similarity?

Feng Qiguang took a deep breath, her voice now calm, "Take off your veil."

This time, Yu Luoning did not refuse. She raised her hand and slowly removed the veil.

The moment Feng Qiguang saw her face, he was stunned, as if struck by something.

His throat tightened slightly, as if something was about to burst out of his chest.

Before he could even suppress it, the two words had already slipped out, "Little Darling, is that you?"

As soon as he finished speaking, the woman opposite him blinked, her eyes incredibly clear.

She looked at him innocently, tilted her head slightly, and said with a hint of confusion in her voice, "My lord, you must have mistaken me for someone else. My name is Luo Ning."

The air seemed to freeze for a moment, even the dust motes floating in the moonlight seemed to stand still in mid-air.

Feng Qiguang didn't speak; he just stared at her quietly for a long time.

Her eyes were so clear, so clear, that it was as if she didn't recognize herself at all.

But his heartbeat had not yet calmed down.

Xiao Guai died; he killed her with his own hands, and his heart died that day too.

Feng Qiguang slowly withdrew his gaze and turned around.

His silhouette appeared somewhat lonely and desolate under the moonlight.

He said, "You can go now."

Yu Luoning paused slightly, then asked, "Then... the Ice Silkworm Jade?"

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"It's on your tab."

"Why did you suddenly sell it too, my lord?" Yu Luoning asked hesitantly, but deliberately.

She wanted to hear how Feng Qiguang would explain it.

Feng Qiguang said calmly, "You should be glad you look like someone, otherwise..."

Yu Luoning didn't seem to care about his tone. She gave a soft "oh" and blinked.

"What kind of person could possibly make the young master break his principles?"

Feng Qiguang remained silent. Yu Luoning waited a moment before slowly speaking, "She must be a woman, a remarkable woman."

Feng Qiguang finally hummed in agreement.

He kept his back turned and didn't turn to the side.

Yu Luoning made no attempt to hide the smile on her face.

Her lips curved into a smile so wide you could hang a small oil lamp on them.

Yu Luoning then deliberately asked, "Is she extremely beautiful?"

"Of course, you only resemble her by a third."

Yu Luoning: "..."

Is this some kind of blatant lie?

Yu Luoning was so angry she almost laughed.

"Oh? Then I'm quite honored. To be even three-tenths like her is already an unparalleled beauty."

"And what about her personality? She must be gentle, considerate, and lovable, right?"

Feng Qiguang finally turned around and glanced at her.

"That's natural, she's not like you."

Feng Qiguang glanced at her, then scoffed, "Affected, noisy, and speaking in a high-pitched voice..."

"..."

Haha, you even resorted to personal attacks?

If it weren't for the need to maintain her public image, Yu Luoning would have wanted to clutch her chest and cough up blood.

That's not fair, beauty is in the eye of the beholder!

What? That Xi Shi was actually myself? Oh well, it's alright then.

Yu Luoning stood there, unsure of what expression to make.

She cursed Feng Qiguang, and then cursed herself.

Fine? She accepted being knocked away by her past self.

Feng Qiguang looked at her, his gaze lingering on her face for a moment, his eyelashes lowering slightly to conceal the fleeting sadness in his eyes.

"She's my one and only love, so... tone it down!"

Yu Luoning remained silent.

She gripped the Ice Silkworm Jade tightly, took a step back, and curtsied. "Then this humble woman will take her leave. I will forever remember your great kindness, my lord."

Feng Qiguang didn't even glance at her.

Yu Luoning turned around, went down the steps, and headed towards the courtyard.

The streets were deserted, not a soul in sight.

Yu Luoning stopped. A night breeze blew, and she stood in the moonlight, raising her hand to cover her face.

"Your only true love?"

She couldn't quite describe the feeling in her heart. Yu Luoning patted her cheeks and told herself.

Foundation Establishment cultivators have a lifespan of at least a hundred years, and sometimes several hundred years, enough time to completely forget a person.

Many people's one true love eventually becomes someone new rather than someone old.

Instead of believing in one's one true love, it's better to believe she is the Jade Emperor.

Forget it, whether she's the only one or not, it's none of her business.

By the way, it's been so long, why haven't I seen a single male cultivator who can light up the character guide?

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Back in the courtyard, Yu Luoning pushed open the door and entered Song Chi's room.

The boy on the bed no longer had the strength to convulse, but his breathing was still steady and he was not in mortal danger.

Fortunately, she had fed Song Chi a pill before she left.

Yu Luoning breathed a sigh of relief and was about to place the Ice Silkworm Jade against Song Chi's burning chest.

She ripped open the boy's shirt and was shocked to find that his chest was covered in crisscrossing wounds, with bones protruding, a clear sign of long-term malnutrition.

She looked for a while but couldn't find any missing bone in her chest.

Pulling herself back to reality, Yu Luoning picked up the silkworm jade and applied it to the spot.

The jade emitted a lustrous glow, and soon Song Chi's furrowed brows slowly relaxed.

By the time I finished all this, it was already past midnight.

She breathed a sigh of relief. Fighting Feng Qiguang had taken a lot of her spiritual energy, and she was now quite exhausted.

Yu Luoning went back to her room to rest.

As the wooden door closed gently, she didn't even notice that the lifeless boy on the bed had managed to open his tightly closed eyes a crack with great difficulty.

Under the bright, silvery moonlight, he saw the figure of that slender woman who gave him a sense of peace.

The air still seemed to retain the unique fragrance that belonged to her.

Very reassuring.

Yu Luoning returned to her room and rested for a while before getting up to practice her martial arts and meditate.

Whether facing the Sea Dragon Palace or the Ghost Cultivator, the two battles greatly increased her practical combat experience.

She mentally reviewed the several encounters, noting where she was too slow to react and where she made mistakes in judgment, and made sure to fill in the gaps in her knowledge.

He then continued practicing the second form of the Wild Bone Chapter.

The second technique is called "Gravity Condensation," which involves drawing out the ancient primordial energy from the bone marrow, condensing it in the palm, and transforming it into a layer of mist that dissipates outwards.

The aura was deep and ancient, unlike the clear and pure spiritual energy of ordinary people; it carried a sense of oppression, as if it were the beginning of chaos.

This wisp of desolate energy actually used up all the spiritual energy she had stored up for a day.

She practiced all night long, until dawn broke and the sky began to lighten, at which point Yu Luoning finally stopped.

He used a cleansing talisman, closed his eyes, lay down, and woke up after an hour.

It was now the end of the Mao hour and the beginning of the Chen hour.

She ate something to fill her stomach and went to the courtyard. She saw that Song Chi and the clerk had already gotten up and were staring blankly at the introductory materials she had left behind the day before.

Yu Luoning walked over and raised her chin: "How's the memorization going? It's only a few thousand words long, you should be able to memorize it in two days."

The clerk was the first to look up, a hint of embarrassment on her face: "Sister, um..."

Song Chi, standing to the side, also kept his head down and remained silent.

He has lived on the island for many years, fishing at sea. The scorching sun has made his skin rough and dark, and he has become thin. At this moment, his face is slightly red, but his skin tone is too dark to see.

"We are illiterate."

Yu Luoning: "..."

She froze for a moment.

Having grown up so much, she had hardly ever seen an illiterate person. She momentarily brought her past life's experiences into the conversation.

Both of them grew up in a fishing village. From a young age, they had no opportunity to learn to read in order to make a living.

She pondered for a moment,

Cultivation, in the final analysis, is a science. Even if the techniques and spells are right in front of you, you must be able to understand and comprehend them.

It seems we have to teach them to read. There are no shortcuts, and it will probably take a lot of time.