Having cultivated myself into an immortal, all I want to do is raise female disciples.

However, this was of no use. In Ye Yuchan's eyes, it was nothing more than going from strolling on the street to running on the street.

"It seems that the Little Heavenly Thunder Body's physique has been tempered to a very high degree. That cauldron must have made a lot of contributions."

Standing to the side as if nothing had happened, Yunping took out a bright red fruit from his pocket, took a bite out of it, and muttered something under his breath.

"However, this girl seems to have a pretty high talent for dodging. I noticed it before at the Seven Dream Tree. She's naturally very fast, so I guess that's a kind of talent. In that case, learning some footwork techniques would be surprisingly effective."

"But we'll talk about footwork later. For now... hey, little sister, want some fruit?"

Yunping placed the fruit, which he had taken a big bite of, in front of Zhang Ruoxue. Looking at the bright red fruit that was oozing with sweet juice, Zhang Ruoxue still didn't say anything.

She remained motionless in Yunping's arms, just like a puppet.

Yunping raised an eyebrow, realizing he had forgotten about this; the girl's soul was still trapped inside him and she couldn't move yet.

—The moment Yunping first came into contact with Zhang Ruoxue, he temporarily sealed off Zhang Ruoxue's soul, so that she could only sense the outside world but could not speak or move.

This was also so that he could continue acting properly; otherwise, this tough girl would expose him with just one sentence, and that would be troublesome.

Yunping originally intended to unbind Zhang Ruoxue's soul, but after careful consideration, he abandoned the idea.

"Well, let's leave it for now. Little sister, you stay here for a while, and we'll help you get it off the hook after this is all over."

"As for now..."

Yunping looked at Ye Yuchan, who was jumping around like she was dancing, and his face darkened. He thought to himself, "This little brat only knows how to run all day long. He must have run around enough in the Seven Dream Tree. Is he a rabbit?"

Yunping immediately chose to transmit his voice to Ye Yuchan—

"Hey, Xiaoyuchan, are you trying to exhaust the other side? All you do is run away! Why don't you go and beat him up!"

"How am I supposed to beat them up? All I know is the Mountain-Crushing Fist!" Ye Yuchan thought to herself.

"Then why don't you use the Mountain-Crushing Fist to beat him up!"

"no!"

Unexpectedly, Ye Yuchan refused to use the only martial art she knew.

This left Yunping somewhat confused. "What's wrong with you now? What's going on this time?"

"Nothing went wrong, it's just... it's the Mountain-Crushing Fist, right? This fist technique is too powerful, I'm afraid it will kill him."

"to be honest."

……

"The Mountain-Crushing Fist is too ugly. Look at the way they're looking at me now, like I'm some kind of master or god. If I use some kind of wild punch now, wouldn't all the image I've worked so hard to build be ruined?"

"...So you were just showing off and having fun, huh?"

That makes perfect sense!

Yunping twitched the corner of his mouth and looked up.

Indeed, as Ye Yuchan's graceful dodging steps became faster and faster, the three Lei Yu Sect disciples looked at her with increasing surprise. Clearly, in their eyes, Ye Yuchan's strength had probably reached an unfathomable level.

On the other hand, Ye Yuchan looked completely casual and indifferent, as if she were a peerless master toying with a child.

……

Tsk tsk tsk, these days, even your apprentices act like big shots when you go to them.

Yunping sighed inwardly, then let out a long sigh and transmitted his voice to Ye Yuchan: "Alright, if you don't want to embarrass yourself, then listen carefully."

"Today I will teach you a set of martial arts techniques that can be used in conjunction with your Thousand Blade Technique."

"Remember this well, this is an extremely useful martial art, its name is—"

"Dark Heart".

49. Hidden Heart

"The most distinctive feature of the Thousand Blades technique is its extraordinary spiritual energy. If an ordinary person's spiritual energy is like water filling a wooden bucket, then the spiritual energy under the Thousand Blades technique is like swords filling the entire bucket. Imagine hundreds or thousands of short swords darting around your body. Doesn't that hurt a lot?"

"But you have already completed the first level of the Thousand Blades, and your master has opened ninety-nine acupoints throughout your body. These sharp, short sword-shaped spiritual energy can no longer harm you in the slightest, and you will not feel any pain when you circulate it."

"The Dark Heart technique I'm about to teach you is less of a martial art and more of a special operating method of the Thousand Blades Technique. This method can help you draw out the spiritual energy within your body and control its output and annihilation."

Originally, Yunping planned to teach Ye Yuchan this method after she returned to the courtyard house.

When he was bored, he created a lot of dummies with a certain level of combat intelligence, which would be perfect for Ye Yuchan to train her in dark psychology and actual combat. But now that Lei Yuzong and his group of suckers are here, it saves him the trouble.

Yunping watched the silver-haired girl dodging the sword's edge with unhurried ease; she seemed to still have a lot of spiritual energy to spare.

With a sidestep, Ye Yuchan once again used her flexibility to dodge a sword strike from above. Amidst the flashes of lightning and thunder, streaks of lightning-shaped spiritual energy surged toward the girl's back, something she was already very familiar with.

These bolts of lightning were the only threat the young man could pose to her, so Ye Yuchan dared not be careless. Seizing the opportunity when the lightning was about to strike, she rolled to the side and squeezed through the gap.

At the same time, a calm voice rang out.

“The root path reverses, the Tianfu acupoint opens, the spiritual energy presses down on the meridians, and the Qingxuan acupoint closes.”

Ye Yuchan knew that it was Yunping speaking, and she also knew that this was the method of operation he was talking about.

The trust in her heart made Ye Yuchan subconsciously do as Yun Ping said. The flow of her spiritual root suddenly reversed, the Tianfu acupoint opened, and the sharp spiritual energy, like a rolling tide, pressed down on her blood vessels and ran rapidly. At the same time, the Qingxuan acupoint closed.

At this moment, she suddenly felt that the spiritual energy between the Tianfu acupoint and the Qingxuan acupoint seemed to become exceptionally solid. This spiritual energy, which should have been ethereal and untouchable, actually had a somewhat tangible shape.

At the same time, this spiritual energy became exceptionally heavy, pressing down on her meridians. She had to admit that this oppressive feeling was quite uncomfortable, giving Ye Yuchan the urge to release this spiritual energy.

—What's next?

Ye Yuchan anxiously awaited Yunping's instructions, but in the blink of an eye, the sword's edge quietly appeared before her.

Oops……

The sword strike came too fast and too ruthlessly. Ye Yuchan could even see the young man's ferocious face. The anger that had prevented him from hitting the target even slightly before erupted completely at this moment, and his killing intent soared to the heavens.

This was Ye Yuchan's mistake. She was only thinking about following Yun Ping's method and operating the Thousand Blades, but she forgot that she was still on the battlefield. She originally had a chance to dodge this sword.

Insufficient battlefield experience and too little actual combat can have fatal consequences at times.

Locked on by the boundless killing intent, even Ye Yuchan's prized escape skills were rendered useless at such close range. In fact, when she realized she couldn't dodge the sword, she panicked.

Fortunately, the voice continued to ring out in an orderly manner.

"The fighting spirit is wandering, and the muscles are expanding."

Ye Yuchan knew that this was the way the Qingxuan acupoint and the Tianfu acupoint were connected.

In the midst of the crisis, Ye Yuchan, who had no time to spare, quickly established the connection between the two acupoints as Yun Ping had instructed.

The next instant, the expanding pressure almost made Ye Yuchan lose her composure; she could no longer bear the scorching heat that felt like it was about to explode.

She simply swung her palm at the sharp sword, her palm like a crack, unleashing the pent-up, turbulent spiritual energy within her.

hum~

The collision of the two spiritual energies caused the sword to emit a pleasant, soft sound.

Ye Yuchan gripped both sides of the sword tightly with her right hand, unleashing her spiritual energy to confront the young man before her.

As mentioned before, both of them were at the Xuanmen stage of cultivation, but Ye Yuchan was only at the entry level of the Xuanmen stage, while this Lei Yu Sect disciple was at the peak of the Xuanmen stage. The difference between the entry level and the peak level in terms of the solidification of spiritual energy was an insurmountable gap.

If Ye Yuchan hadn't suppressed her with her Little Heavenly Thunder Body physique, she probably wouldn't have lasted three moves against the young man.

Under the suppression of spiritual energy, Ye Yuchan felt an intense tearing pain gradually coming from the tiger's mouth of her right hand.

She gritted her teeth and desperately held on.

"The spirit is severed and the essence is broken; the power of the threads is destroyed."

For a moment, Ye Yuchan couldn't understand what Yunping was saying.

It's not that she doesn't understand the meaning of these two techniques; on the contrary, these are techniques that all cultivators understand and know, but rarely use.

This is because it is a technique for self-destructing spiritual energy, a technique used in situations where certain death is certain, where one can perish together with the enemy.

Is that old bastard Yunping going to commit suicide on the spot?

Ye Yuchan didn't think so. Even if Yunping was a bastard, he would at least not harm her. Ye Yuchan was certain of that.

So, what is the significance of these two incantations?

Suddenly, she looked up and noticed an exceptionally thin line on her palm, so thin that it was almost negligible.

She didn't understand why there was this line, nor why she could see this almost invisible line.

The line ran along her palm and connected to the young man's right forearm where he was holding the sword. She could even feel a calm spiritual energy in the young man's forearm.

That is one's own spiritual energy.

She suddenly realized what was happening and quickly activated her magic.

What followed was—

The line snapped, and explosive destructive power surged along the thin line toward the young man's forearm.

A soft "plop" sound.

Blood and flesh splattered everywhere, as if countless needles were piercing the youth's flesh and then bursting outwards from the inside.

At the same time, the sound of a longsword hitting the ground rang out, along with the young man's terrified cry of pain.

50.Premonition

He desperately clutched his bloodied and mangled forearm, collapsing to the ground in a pathetic state.

The intense pain made his already ferocious expression even more terrifying, his distorted features clustered together, making it almost impossible to distinguish his nose from his mouth.

The dim sunlight slanted across his face, which was filled with extreme unease and panic. His legs trembled, and his wailing voice shook violently.

It wasn't just him.

The two disciples who had been working together to persuade Zhang Ruoxue to return to Leiyu Sect were now silent, looking at Ye Yuchan, who had done all this, with the fearful gaze one would give a monster.

It's unbelievable, but I have to believe it.

In their eyes, Ye Yuchan was merely dodging their senior brother's sword at will. In the end, as if she had gotten tired of playing with it, she casually struck out with her palm, and their senior brother lost an arm.

Then look at the longsword lying on the ground, stained crimson with blood—

Clearly visible signs of damage were visible on the sword, with several cracks crisscrossing every corner of the blade. At this moment, the longsword was no longer a weapon to kill enemies, but a piece of scrap iron that anyone could easily crush with a gentle pinch.