The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

Because the "Compassionate Sword Manual" has never been truly broken, the author of this book, Di Ni, only reached the realm of Sword Heart Clarity. After reaching Sword Heart Clarity, one needs to undergo a death-like seclusion to advance to a higher level.

The so-called "sitting in the death gate" is a kind of solitary meditation that hovers on the edge of death. If one's spiritual cultivation is insufficient and one forces oneself to sit in the death gate, one's essence and blood will explode and one will die. However, whether one can break through after sitting in the death gate has never been known.

Nevertheless, the Cihang Sword Manual is undoubtedly a remarkable skill.

After mastering the Cihang Sword Manual to a high level, one can master the extremely rare innate sword energy.

The attainment of Sword Heart Clarity is even more profound. Those who cultivate it will develop an intuition similar to a sudden inspiration, not only able to reflect everything around them without missing a single detail, but also able to guess the thoughts and emotions of others. This is simply wonderful for An Qingwan, who is blind.

Innate sword energy is nothing to An Qingwan now, but Sword Heart Clarity is a very good supplement for her.

The Emperor's Aura Observation Technique she possessed was, in some ways, similar to the Sword Heart Clarity Technique.

Both can detect the flow of Qi, but their focuses are quite different.

The key to Sword Heart Clarity lies in "perception." It can not only perceive energy, living things, and moving objects, but also those that are still and immobile, as well as the changes in other people's emotions.

The key to the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique lies in "penetration." It can sense the opponent's Qi and see through it, easily capturing its changes and flaws, and quickly devising countermeasures. However, it can see through more than just Qi; it can see the changes in the three realms of Heaven, Earth, and Man, and even some changes in nature.

In terms of perception alone, the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique is inferior to the Sword Heart's Clarity Technique, but in terms of "foresight" and "insight," the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique is superior.

In An Qingwan's view, the two martial arts are extremely complementary.

The penetrating perception of the Sword Heart makes the "unbreakable" nature of the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique even more aptly named, while the ability of the Emperor's Qi Observation Technique to see through things allows the penetrating perception of the Sword Heart to be utilized to its fullest extent.

"Haha, this is just in time!"

An Qingwan was in a great mood.

In fact, in her view, the greatest function of the Cihang Sword Manual is to help her comprehend nature.

Because she couldn't see, she always faced many difficulties in comprehending nature. However, with the Sword Heart Clarity of the Cihang Sword Manual, most of these difficulties were eliminated.

However, besides these benefits, the Cihang Sword Manual actually has another great advantage.

That is, women who practice the "Compassionate Sword Manual" will gradually "become immortals".

This kind of "immortality" doesn't mean that one has actually become an immortal, but rather that one's temperament has changed, making one resemble a fairy.

An Qingwan's own insights were actually not very profound.

Given her current level of skill and state, it would be extremely difficult for a martial art to influence her temperament.

But to outsiders, the change in her demeanor is quite noticeable, from her original...

The icy coldness has transformed into a icy coldness that suddenly carries a sense of otherworldly refinement.

Leng Qingyou, who was wiping her toes, was stunned for a moment.

what happened?

She suddenly felt the feet in front of her...

"Gulu."

Leng Qingyou quickly shook his head.

Now is not the time for idle thoughts.

She calmed herself down and was about to continue wiping when suddenly a noise came from outside.

"An Qingwan!"

It turned out that Yu Miaozhen had already dealt with her opponent and arrived.

Upon getting closer, Yu Miaozhen stared blankly at Leng Qingyou, who was holding An Qingwan's foot, and asked curiously:

What are you doing?

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Yu Miaozhen's arrival greatly surprised Leng Qingyou.

Her hand trembled, and she quickly flung An Qingwan's feet away. Then she quickly hid her hands behind her back, afraid that someone would see them and cause a strange misunderstanding.

But she soon realized the problem.

Her current evasive and secretive demeanor only makes her seem more guilty, potentially leading to misunderstandings.

"That was a poor decision, a really poor decision." Leng Qingyou shook his head inwardly.

She didn't have any bad intentions.

Apart from the sudden urge to swallow that she had just experienced for some reason, she could swear on her reputation that she had not had any other strange thoughts while wiping An Qingwan's feet.

Be generous, be open-minded, cool celadon glaze!

Thinking this, Leng Qingyou reached out again and grabbed An Qingwan's feet back.

Yu Miaozhen: "?"

Leng Qingyou hadn't expected that her actions would only confuse Yu Miaozhen even more. Yu Miaozhen walked blankly to Leng Qingyou's side and squatted down.

"Is this for An Qing's evening medication?"

She reached out and poked at the oil that An Qingwan's feet hadn't had time to wipe off.

Upon seeing this, Leng Qingyou's expression immediately changed.

Yu Miaozhen exclaimed in surprise, "Why are my fingers suddenly itchy and a little hot?"

My cold, celadon-colored eyelids twitched wildly.

How can it not itch? How can it not burn?

The oil you touched was indeed medicine, but it wasn't a normal medicine.

That's a poison that, when applied, makes one's skin senses heightened, causing both itching and burning. This stuff is usually used to torture prisoners!

Leng Qingyou naturally dared not say this to Yu Miaozhen, fearing that Yu Miaozhen would beat her up if she knew the truth.

She could only quickly grab a new cloth to wipe Yu Miaozhen's fingers while making up a story: "Itching and burning are the right signs. This oil can improve blood circulation and relieve fatigue. Itching and burning means it's starting to work. Just now, the Black Heaven Extreme Witch from the Fire Luo Kingdom suddenly attacked. Although An Qingwan defeated her, she was still a little tired, so I helped her apply some medicine."

Yu Miaozhen exclaimed, "The medicine works so quickly, it's truly a miraculous drug! You also have... Oh, I found it."

She reached out and scooped up a small white bottle from Leng Qingyou's waist.

The bottle was slightly ajar, and the scent emanating from it was exactly the same as the scent on An Qingwan's feet.

Upon opening it again, it was indeed filled with oil that shimmered with a light golden luster.

Seeing this, Leng Qingyou's expression changed drastically, and she hurriedly tried to stop it, but it was too late.

"Let's help An Qingwan apply the oil together!"

As she spoke, Yu Miaozhen had already poured quite a bit of oil into her palm. Leng Qingyou: "....."

Yu Miaozhen asked in confusion, "What's wrong? You look a little pale?"

Leng Qingyou quickly replied, "It's nothing, it's nothing."

Yu Miaozhen said, "That's good. Hold out your hand, and I'll pour some for you too."

No, don't come any closer!

Leng Qingyou barely suppressed the urge to push Yu Miaozhen away; her expression was so strange that she looked like she was about to cry.

"No, no need, let me do it. Applying oil requires technique. If you don't know the technique, the effect will be much worse."

Leng Qingyou quickly snatched the small white bottle back and poured all the oil from Yu Miaozhen's palm onto her own hand.

Yu Miaozhen didn't criticize Leng Qingyou's strange behavior because she discovered a problem.

"My hands are getting itchier and hotter. Is this oil a little too strong?"

"Is this too good?" Leng Qingyou rambled on. "How could it be? It's probably because your body is naturally very sensitive, that's why you're like this. Look at me!"

She clapped her hands together, spread the oil evenly in her palms, and then opened her hands.

"Look, I'm perfectly fine."

Yu Miaozhen stared quietly at the cold blue glaze.

Leng Qingyou felt extremely guilty, but she retorted, "It's nothing, really nothing, I'm not lying to you."

As she spoke, she took off her shoes and socks, rubbed her feet vigorously, and then lifted her toes.

"See, nothing's wrong at all!"

Yu Miaozhen nodded: "I see, so it's because my body is very sensitive."

By the time she said this, the poisonous oil had already taken effect.

Leng Qingyou is in big trouble. She had never applied this much oil when she applied it to An Qingwan before. Now that the medicine is taking effect, she feels like she is about to die.

But she couldn't shout. She could only desperately curl her legs up, force a smile onto her face, and pretend to be nonchalant as she massaged An Qingwan's toes.

Yu Miaozhen asked in confusion, "Why is your face red?"

Leng Qingyou said, "Red...is it red? It's probably...it's hot. It's a little, a little, a little hot today."

Yu Miaozhen looked around. Is it hot today?

My palms feel a little warm.

Yu Miaozhen didn't understand either, and just continued to stare quietly at the cold blue glaze.

She heard Leng Qingyou occasionally squeezing out "woo... eh... hum..." sounds from between her lips, which sounded very strained, and she immediately realized that Leng Qingyou was quite formidable.

—This oiling technique is indeed very demanding. If it were me, I certainly couldn't achieve this effect, right?

Yu Miaozhen admired Leng Qingyou immensely, unaware that Leng Qingyou had already cursed her a hundred and eighty times in her heart.

Is that correct?

Everyone says Yu Miaozhen is as innocent as a blank sheet of paper, but why does she feel that Yu Miaozhen is as black as charcoal?

This guy must have deliberately lured her to touch those oils. After luring her, he watched her with great interest, seeing her suffer all over but not daring to scream.

Damn it... this feeling, it's so painful... so unbearable...

Leng Qingyou's hand went limp, and she released An Qingwan's foot, collapsing to the ground.

She couldn't hold back any longer.

Let it explode! Let it explode! So what if we just give up being human?!

In the instant the cold celadon glaze crumbled, she suddenly saw a hand land on her wrist.

Hmm, An Qingwan?

Leng Qingyou was stunned.

While she was in a daze, an extremely cold internal force surged into her body, coursing through the meridians and acupoints of her hands and feet, gradually suppressing the strange sensation.

Call ~

Is it liberation, or release?

Looking at Leng Qingyou, who seemed relieved, Yu Miaozhen asked, "An Qingwan, what's wrong with her?"

An Qingwan made up a story: "When the Black Heaven Extreme Witch of Huoluo Kingdom attacked, she was accidentally poisoned by the Black Heaven Extreme Witch, which caused some problems with her body. But don't worry, I have already removed the poison from her."

"That's good."

Yu Miaozhen breathed a sigh of relief, and her gaze toward Leng Qingyou became much more benevolent.

He was poisoned himself, yet instead of thinking about curing himself, he wanted to help An Qingwan first.

What kind of feelings are these? It's clearly love for An Qingwan! Looks like she'll have to give it a push from behind!

Leng Qingyou was too preoccupied to pay attention to Yu Miaozhen's thoughts; she sent a telepathic message to An Qingwan.

"thank you."

She said thank you rather reluctantly, but she did it nonetheless.

An Qingwan smiled and transmitted her voice secretly: "I thought you would complain that I just watched from the sidelines and didn't help you out of the predicament sooner."

snort!

The cold celadon glaze turned its head away.

An Qingwan said, "You've brought this on yourself. You already learned your lesson once before, but you refused to believe it this time. Now you've been harmed by your own poison again, haven't you?"

snort!