This is the true immortal of the Taoist sect.

In the golden autumn of October, the sky is high and the clouds are light.

Wang Jingshu rushed into the front yard of the clinic like the wind, excitedly saying:

"Senior brother, senior brother...my brother wrote a letter..."

Qingfeng, who was taking someone's pulse, ignored her and simply waved her to go to the backyard.

Wang Jingshu stepped forward and said with a grin:

"Senior brother, come to the back when you have some free time..."

Qingfeng nodded without saying a word.

The other patients in the clinic also smiled faintly upon seeing this.

Who wouldn't be delighted to see such a beautiful girl?

Upon arriving in the backyard, Wang Jingshu went straight to Mingyue's room and pushed the door open.

"Senior sister, senior sister... my brother wrote a letter. Everyone received one, and this one is for you..."

After saying that, Wang Jingshu took out a letter from her bosom and handed it over.

Mingyue remained calm and said indifferently:

"Can you read it for me?"

Wang Jingshu nodded. Her senior sister had poor eyesight, and she had helped read her brother's letter last time.

The letter contained nothing special, just some greetings and expressions of concern, along with some information about his own situation.

After reading the letter, Wang Jingshu pouted and said:

"My brother is really something. He goes to all the time to write a letter, and all he talks about are these trivial things..."

However, she did not notice that something seemed amiss beneath Mingyue's calm face.

Whether it was a misperception or not, Mingyue seemed to detect some hidden emotions between those seemingly ordinary words.

Mingyue didn't think much of it and put the letter away after Wang Jingshu finished reading it.

Wang Jingshu then took out two more letters and smiled:

"These three letters are for my master, my senior brother, and me. The one for me is the thickest."

"Hehe... my brother still loves me the most."

"Senior sister, you don't know, my brother told me in his letter that he experienced a lot in Kyoto, and was even given wine by the emperor, who praised his writing."

"However, my brother also said that he will participate in the autumn provincial examination in the capital next year. If he passes, he will continue to participate in the spring metropolitan examination and strive to be listed among the successful candidates."

At this point, Wang Jingshu's excitement dissipated considerably, and she said with a somber expression:

"If that's the case, it'll be at least several more years before my brother comes back..."

"I really don't understand why my brother insists on taking the imperial examinations and becoming an official..."

"Wouldn't it be better to stay here and cultivate with Master?"

"well..."

Hearing Wang Jingshu's complaints, Mingyue smiled, sat down beside her, and looked at the thin clouds outside the courtyard, saying:

"Everyone has their own ambitions, let nature take its course. Your brother... he's a man with great ambitions..."

Speaking of Wang Yangming, Mingyue couldn't help but recall a sentence her master Li Daoxuan once said: "Your junior brother Wang is the one that this world truly needs."

Fortunately, Wang Jingshu's emotions came and went quickly. She stood up, patted her bottom, turned to Mingyue, and smiled:

"Senior sister, let's go out of town and go find Xiao Hei! Yesterday, Xiao Hei and I found a beautiful canyon in the mountains..."

After a moment's hesitation, Mingyue finally shook her head.

"No, I have something to do today."

Wang Jingshu didn't think much of it upon hearing this and nodded, saying:

"Alright, let's go again next time. Come on, Senior Sister, practice swordsmanship with me..."

"good..."

Inside the study of the new house, Li Daoxuan looked through the window at the sounds of two girls moving back and forth in the courtyard, a hint of worry in his eyes.

Jing Shu's swordsmanship improved rapidly. By the standards of martial arts practitioners in the martial arts world, she could be considered a fourth-level Grand Martial Master.

Because Wang Jingshu actually follows the Taoist path of Qi cultivation, using swordsmanship to draw upon the power of heaven and earth, tempering her body while refining her essence into Qi.

Therefore, Wang Jingshu also possesses magical power within her body.

However, since she did not cultivate her physical strength and blood like a martial artist, her physical strength was far inferior to that of a true fourth-level martial arts master.

However, Wang Jingshu was able to use her magic to activate her swordsmanship, unleashing sword energy attacks similar to those of a fourth-level Grand Martial Master.

Therefore, Wang Jingshu's cultivation level cannot be simply divided according to martial arts level, but is more inclined to the cultivation level, belonging to the entry level of Qi Refining.

Li Daoxuan had nothing to worry about regarding her anymore.

Li Daoxuan is worried about Mingyue now.

Since learning about Magistrate Zhao Chun'an's secret, Mingyue and Zhao Chun'an had a conversation once, but afterwards it seemed as if nothing had happened.

But Li Daoxuan knew that Mingyue had actually been suppressing that emotion all along.

But today, the bright moon seems unwilling to suppress its power any longer.

Time passed slowly, and the clouds on the horizon turned into a sunset.

Wang Jingshu sheathed her sword and stood there, looking at the bright moon with curiosity:

"Senior sister, you seem a little off today."

Mingyue was taken aback, and felt a little guilty.

"No, you're...overthinking it..."

Wang Jingshu frowned, looking puzzled. During her sparring session with Mingyue, she clearly felt the killing intent that occasionally emanated from Mingyue's swordsmanship.

It wasn't directed at her, but rather seemed to emanate from the depths of Mingyue's heart.

Wang Jingshu was a little worried, so she stepped forward, took Mingyue's hand, and asked:

"Senior sister, what happened?"

Mingyue's expression was somewhat evasive. She withdrew her hand, turned around, and said to Wang Jingshu with her back turned:

"It's alright, it's getting late, you should go home early. Tomorrow... I'll go out of town with you tomorrow..."

Upon hearing that she could go out of town with him tomorrow, Wang Jingshu completely forgot her earlier worries and excitedly said:

"Great! It's a deal then. I'll come find you first thing tomorrow morning..."

Mingyue nodded.

"Yes, it's settled."

Wang Jingshu was overjoyed and turned to leave, muttering to herself as she went:

"I'll have to think about it carefully, where should we go tomorrow..."

As the footsteps faded into the distance, Mingyue's shoulders finally began to tremble uncontrollably.

She slowly squatted down, hugged her knees, and buried her head very low.

Until the sound of light footsteps was heard, Mingyue recognized them as her senior brother's footsteps.

She raised her head, her gray eyes filled with helplessness, and looked at Qingfeng, her voice trembling slightly as she called out:

"Senior brother..."

Qingfeng's eyes were full of heartache. He squatted down, patted Mingyue's back, and sighed heavily.

"well..."

Mingyue pursed her lips, lowered her head again, and whispered as softly as a mosquito's buzz:

"Senior brother... what... what should I do..."

Qingfeng didn't know how to answer. Although he could understand and empathize, he couldn't fully feel what she was going through.

After a long while, Qingfeng patted Mingyue on the back again and said softly:

"Mingyue, I think you only need to remember one thing..."

Mingyue raised her head, her eyes filled with confusion and helplessness.

Qingfeng smiled and said, word by word:

"No matter what you do, your senior brother will always be your senior brother, and your master... will always be your master..."

After saying that, Qingfeng got up and left.

Mingyue stood there, stunned, tears already silently streaming down her face.

In the room, Li Daoxuan closed the book and slung it behind his back, his fingers unconsciously clenching.

Then, standing at the window, I watched the bright moon leave the clinic under the night sky and fly away into the distance.

In the backyard of the county government office, Zhao Chun'an was the only one in his living quarters; all the other servants were gone.

Zhao Chun'an sat at a stone table in the courtyard, where an oil lamp was lit, and a wine pot and two wine cups were placed.

He just kept drinking, one cup after another.

Under the cover of night, a sudden gust of wind arose.

Zhao Chun'an put down his wine glass, raised his head and looked ahead.

A blind girl dressed in a dark blue dress appeared about ten feet away in front of them.

The girl's long sword was already drawn; the moonlight was like water, and the ground was like frost, instantly filling the entire courtyard with a bone-chilling cold.

Zhao Chun'an gave a bitter smile and sighed:

"Miss Mingyue, you've arrived..."