The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

A moment later, she saw a familiar figure emerge from the shadows.

It is Sikong Tingxue.

Sikong Tingxue, who was limping.

Sikong Tingxue, tears streaming down her face.

"I don't know, I really don't know."

“An Qingwan found me and said she would take me to the Gate of Truth. Behind the gate lies my past, the truth about how my parents were burned to death, and how I was burned to this state.”

"At the time, I didn't really believe it, but..."

"She said the truth would be very painful, and I never imagined it would be this painful."

"Master, what you just said was a lie, wasn't it?"

This was the first time An Qingwan had seen Sikong Tingxue cry.

Xu Ruogu's mouth was slightly open.

The night was very deep, as dark as ink, but for some reason, she saw a fire.

The firelight was right behind Sikong Tingxue.

The flames transformed into fiery snakes.

The fiery snakes danced and pounced towards her.

At this moment, Xu Ruogu realized that there were things in the world more terrifying than An Qingwan's sword.

"Don't come any closer, don't come any closer. I didn't kill Yan Shizheng, and you're not Yan Shizheng's daughter. I just picked you up from outside. What I said just now was to lie to An Qingwan... no, An Qingwan forced me to say it. She wants to kill me, so I can only go along with what she wants."

Xu Ruogu supported himself with one hand and desperately crawled away from Sikong Tingxue.

At this time, she was disheveled and dirty. Who would have thought that she was the famous Hua Shangren of the Yinji Sect?

She was still a flower, and her appearance was exquisite.

But she was just a rotten, nearly withered flower.

Seeing her like this, An Qingwan remembered what she had just said.

Sikong Tingxue's self-description perfectly matches Xu Ruogu's.

The proudest, the most insecure...

In fact, this is normal.

Sikong Tingxue was taught by Xu Ruogu. Xu Ruogu projected her own shadow onto Sikong Tingxue, wanting to turn Sikong Tingxue into a second Xu Ruogu.

She ultimately failed.

She twisted Sikong Tingxue, but not enough. There are always some things in a person's heart that are not so easily changed.

Xu Ruogu was still climbing.

No matter how she climbed, how could she possibly outrun An Qingwan who had walked over?

She finally managed to climb out of the yard, but when she looked up, she saw An Qingwan standing in front of her again.

"Witch, you witch, it's all your fault! You misled Tingxue, you sowed discord between me and Tingxue as master and disciple! I hate you! Our relationship was so good, like mother and daughter. You ruined everything! I'm going to kill you, kill you!"

Xu Ruogu kept patting An Qingwan's boots.

It was a lot of effort, yet also a lot of weakness.

An Qingwan looked up: "Miss Sikong, shall we do it?"

Sikong Tingxue neither moved nor spoke.

An Qingwan knew that she was in a state of utter confusion and couldn't possibly make a move.

"Then I'll take care of it."

An Qingwan was naturally ruthless towards Xu Ruogu.

Her sword thrust was incredibly fast, piercing straight through Xu Ruogu's back and into his chest, completely severing his life force.

Xu Ruogu coughed up a mouthful of blood. In that instant, she seemed to have a final burst of energy before death, and suddenly became much more lucid.

"Cough cough, if you kill me, cough, my master, the Holy Master Cangming, will not let you get away with it!"

An Qingwan smiled and nodded: "Don't worry, I will definitely bring your master to meet you."

Finally, Xu Ruogu couldn't hold her breath any longer, and when her breath dissipated, she also returned to the underworld.

An Qingwan opened the newly acquired martial arts treasure chest.

This time, her newly acquired martial arts skill is called "Controlling the Sword with Qi". In many new-style martial arts stories, controlling the sword with qi is called the highest peak of swordsmanship and a legendary skill.

An Qingwan didn't have time to study this new martial art, because when she died in Xu Ruo Valley, Sikong Tingxue also swayed and suddenly collapsed.

"Miss Sikong?"

An Qingwan rushed over immediately.

P.S.: Thank you Yefeng Lingyu, Yueyejian, and wo Leiming for the blades.

One, two, seven flying swords slay the enemy—a battle of grandmasters! [4k]

Sikong Tingxue fainted on the spot.

Her internal energy was already disordered.

Because she had only recently begun practicing the "Withered Wood Sutra," her internal energy was already unstable. Now, faced with this extremely tragic situation, she was at risk of internal energy reversal and going into qi deviation.

Fortunately, An Qingwan was right there.

Fortunately, An Qingwan had mastered the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique, and quickly figured out Sikong Tingxue's internal situation.

After picking up Sikong Tingxue, An Qingwan used her fingers and palms to press on Sikong Tingxue's acupoints.

With a few whooshes, several streams of internal energy pierced through the acupoints and shot into Sikong Tingxue's dantian.

After circulating his internal energy several times, he finally managed to regulate the disordered internal force.

"My internal energy has been regulated, my breathing is relatively stable, and my heartbeat and pulse are normal."

An Qingwan breathed a sigh of relief, but not entirely.

Sikong Tingxue seems normal now, but it's hard to say what will happen when she wakes up.

The Yan family hadn't actually done anything wrong; they were simply caught up in the misfortune of encountering Xu Ruogu, a clearly abnormal person, which led to their near extermination—a truly tragic end that is lamentable.

"Get some sleep first."

An Qingwan carried Sikong Tingxue in her arms, and after a few leaps, they disappeared into the twilight.

Before coming to find Xu Ruogu, she used Lan Xiaogu's sleeping potion to knock out everyone else in the mansion.

But the commotion from her fight with Xu Ruogu was so great that experts will surely come to check on the situation soon.

She didn't want to reveal that she was the one who killed Xu Ruogu, so she let that Cangming Saint Master from the Yinji Sect slowly guess what was going on.

……

That night, An Qingwan took Sikong Tingxue back to Lan Xiaogu's residence in the capital.

After settling Sikong Tingxue in, she went to examine the sword-controlling technique she had previously acquired.

Controlling a sword with qi is not the sword-wielding technique found in cultivation novels. It relies on extremely profound internal energy to control the sword, rather than using divine sense to control magical flying swords.

However, the two do have similarities.

While using qi to control a sword doesn't allow one to fly on a sword, it's enough to use a flying sword to kill enemies.

Only when a swordsman possesses extremely profound internal strength, coupled with meticulous control over that internal strength, can he truly wield the sword with his qi, as easily as using his own arm.

If neither of these two conditions is met, then wanting to wield a sword is nothing short of a pipe dream.

If only one of these two conditions is met, although one can control objects remotely, once used, it will either be as stiff and boring as a puppet, or the sword will fall or be taken away if there is any big movement.

In the end, it's not about controlling the sword, but about using brute force to shoot the sword out like an arrow.

Although shooting a sword from a distance is a profound skill, how can it compare to wielding a sword at will?

There is actually another level beyond controlling the sword with qi, called "controlling the line with qi, and controlling the sword with the line".

This is a tricky method, which involves connecting the hand and the sword with a string, controlling the string with the hand, and then controlling the sword with the string. Only when this skill is mastered to the point where one can control a string ten feet long can one further practice controlling the sword with qi.

In fact, An Qingwan has already surpassed the threshold of practicing swordsmanship with qi, both in terms of the depth of her internal strength and her control over it.

She only needed a word of guidance from someone else to immediately grasp the method.

The system's rewards perfectly fill this gap.

In the dark night.

An Qingwan made a horizontal gesture with her right hand.

Clang!

A short sword hanging on the wall suddenly drew from its sheath, stirring up the moonlight, and flashed across the sky like lightning, flying more than forty feet away.

This is far from An Qingwan's limit.

But for testing the sword, this distance is sufficient.

With a surge of internal energy at her fingertips, the short sword suddenly began to "dance" at a distance of more than forty feet from An Qingwan.

It comes like thunder to absorb its wrath, and ends like the clear light of the river and sea.

Despite the great distance, the force of the attack was no less terrifying than if An Qingwan had wielded the sword herself.

Even An Qingwan herself was mesmerized, let alone others?

A day and a half later.

While An Qingwan was pondering how to use swordsmanship to perform the Celestial Flying Immortal Technique.

"This is unparalleled swordsmanship, wonderful, truly wonderful! Even the Heavenly Sword's sword control technique pales in comparison to yours!"

A gasp of surprise came from the side.

With a flick of her wrist, An Qingwan sent the short sword flying precisely from over forty feet away into its scabbard.

She turned away.

More than ten people were standing outside the courtyard.

Many of her acquaintances were among this group.

Yu Shen, the owner of Tingyun Manor; Yu Miaozhen, the eighth young lady of Tingyun Manor; and Shen Ruiqing, the Heavenly Sword.

Besides them, there were several people dressed as Taoist priests, who were probably from Jinglun Heavenly Palace, which had a very good relationship with Tingyun Manor.

"Please come in, gentlemen, you have come from afar!"

An Qingwan waved and opened the bolted door.

Yu Shen and the others immediately came in from outside.

Throughout this process, Yu Miaozhen kept her eyes on An Qingwan, but because there were people all around, she did not do anything strange. She just stood silently beside Yu Shen and Shen Ruiqing, looking like a perfectly normal and beautiful woman.

Yu Shen smiled and introduced the visitors.

He first pointed to the oldest among the Taoist priests: "This is the Celestial Master Xuanjing who answered Miaozhen's questions."

Then he pointed to a bearded man carrying a sword: "This is Han Peng, the Thunder Blade of Divine Blade Manor."

"This is Tang Jincheng, the Red Mountain Guest of the Wanma Escort Agency."

"Who is this……"

When it came to the last two people being introduced, a young-looking man and woman stepped forward with smiles.

"Your Grace, I am Yu Yuzhen, the fourth sister of Miaozhen, and this is my husband, Gu Daoyin, the Fossil Fist of the Gu family of the Three Wu."

An Qingwan couldn't see Yu Yuzhen's eyes, but she always felt that there was a strange teasing tone in Yu Yuzhen's tone of voice.

She turned to face Yu Miaozhen.

Yu Miaozhen was still staring blankly at her.

You rascal, did you say something weird when you got home?

An Qingwan remained silent and led the way, inviting everyone into the reception hall.