The blind girl is called a saint with a sword!

This morning, the market in Nanlu County was particularly lively.

The believers who left the Taiqingdao Temple last night, as well as those who passed by the Taiqingdao Temple before entering the city this morning, are now spontaneously spreading what they have seen and heard.

"A huge mess has happened! The Taiqing Dao is not a place of immortals at all, but a fraud and a traitor!"

"how do I say this?"

"Don't you know? Last night in the middle of the night..."

“How hateful, how hateful! I caught the boy in that temple and asked him, and I found out that the nameless plague that was spreading in the countryside recently was actually caused by the Taiqing Dao.”

"What kind of explanation is this?"

"The people of Taiqing Dao poisoned the well water in the countryside under cover of darkness, and then mixed the antidote into the talisman water and pretended to be immortals to cure 'illnesses'. Don't you think that's vicious?"

"Alas, it's more than just vicious; I've heard that the Taiqing Dao is also colluding with the Prince of Pingnan to rebel against the Emperor!"

"Shh, you mustn't say such things! If you get caught, you'll be beheaded!"

Various rumors spread among the whispers of the crowd.

Despite repeatedly emphasizing upon leaving that she was not the Goddess of Taiqing, but merely using acting to dispel illusions.

But after the news changed hands several times, she found that she was still being portrayed as a goddess.

"That fairy said she wasn't the Goddess of Taiqing, but she was actually the Goddess of Xiaoxiang!"

"I was watching from the doorway when I saw the goddess descend from the heavens, her steps creating beautiful ice flowers."

"The villain tried to ambush the goddess with his bow, but the goddess only glared at him from afar, and the villain died instantly, bleeding from all seven orifices."

While shopping for supplies at the market, An Qingwan overheard these discussions, and even she, usually so composed, couldn't help but twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Have Lingbo Duxu and others arrived?

In this world, skilled lightness skills can indeed achieve this, but she has not yet mastered such skills.

"This news will spread throughout Jingxiang in a few days, and it seems that Taiqing Dao will find it difficult to continue deceiving us," Jin Xueyi said with a sigh. "I just wonder how the Prince of Pingnan will react."

An Qingwan said, "Jingxiang has always been only suitable for separatist regimes, not for establishing a foundation for conquering the world. If the Prince of Pingnan had any sense, he would not dare to start an uprising before things have become chaotic. In the coming period, he will definitely try to distance himself from Taiqing Dao."

"Would the Prince of Pingnan target the Taiqing Dao?"

"That should be the case. They will also target us. Taiqing Dao can't defeat the Prince of Pingnan, so they will probably turn around and come after us, along with those so-called number one and number two assassins in the world."

An Qingwan smiled and said to Jin Xueyi.

"Miss Jin, we're in big trouble."

Jin Xueyi sighed: "Miss An, this is not the time to joke. You may not be afraid of them, but my strength is mediocre, and I'm afraid I'll just hold you back."

After leaving Ah Hong's house, An Qingwan's words comforted her.

But a knot still remained in her heart—

martial arts.

Despite her silver tongue and eloquent words, she was far inferior to Lan Xiaogu in martial arts.

This made her very anxious.

An Qingwan said, "If your martial arts are mediocre, then practice more. Didn't I say before that I would teach you swordsmanship? From today onwards, we will set aside at least one hour each day to practice swordsmanship while we are traveling."

Jin Xueyi shook her head and said, "Cramming at the last minute will probably not lead to much progress."

An Qingwan said, "Miss Jin seems to lack self-confidence. You should learn from Lan Xiaogu in this regard."

Jin Xueyi said helplessly, "This kind of mentality is not something you can learn just by talking about it. Jiang Xue Yanluo was already the third best assassin in the world when he was thirteen years old. When I was thirteen, my father hit my palm because my sword moves were unstable and said that I was not suitable for martial arts. The difference in talent between me and Jiang Xue Yanluo is too great."

An Qingwan said, "Your father was a good father, but not a good mentor."

"what?"

Jin Xueyi was utterly puzzled.

An Qingwan said, "There is one person whose poems are utterly unbearable to read, but who can play music so beautifully that it can bring tears to the eyes and sadden the listener. There is another person who writes wonderful poems, but who is tone-deaf. Who do you think has better talent?"

Jin Xueyi hesitated and said, "It's hard to say for sure, I can only say that each has its own advantages."

“Indeed,” An Qingwan said. “The same applies to martial arts. Some people are suited to unpredictable, flowing, and formless martial arts. If you make them learn the kind of martial arts that are wide open and deep, as steady as a mountain, even if they put in their best effort, they will hardly achieve anything. You are like that. The martial arts you know now are about ‘orthodoxy,’ but you are not suited for this path. Your father did not see that you were not suited for this path, so after practicing for a while, you have developed a hybrid that is neither fish nor fowl.”

Jin Xueyi was stunned.

She seemed to understand what An Qingwan meant.

"You mean my talent isn't actually bad, I just haven't chosen the right path?"

"Many people in this world have not taken the right path, but it is not their fault. Most people cannot make choices at will in this world."

After a pause, An Qingwan said.

"Your martial arts talent is not just good, it's actually even better than Lan Xiaogu's."

ha?

Jin Xueyi was startled.

"This...this is too much." She shook her head repeatedly and said with a wry smile, "Miss An, you don't need to comfort me like this."

As she said this, she secretly glanced at An Qingwan's face.

But what she saw was An Qingwan's expression of unprecedented confidence, so confident that she radiated a gentle glow.

"Really...really?"

"Realer than real gold."

"But how did you figure that out?" After saying that, Jin Xueyi suddenly waved her hand. "I, I'm not questioning you, I'm just curious."

An Qingwan asked, "What do you think of my martial arts skills?"

Jin Xueyi said, "Unfathomable."

An Qingwan said, "I'm not bragging, but there aren't many people in this world who can see my sword clearly at first glance and remember my wrist tremor at third glance. You are one of them."

Jin Xueyi knew that An Qingwan was referring to the time when An Qingwan gave her pointers during her fight with Xie Dao yesterday.

An Qingwan said she would spank her if she couldn't see clearly, and she thought she was terrible.

Wow, she's really amazing!

"But that only shows that I have good eyesight and a slightly higher level of comprehension, it doesn't mean that I'm suited for unpredictable martial arts, does it?"

An Qingwan said, "Ordinary people naturally wouldn't be able to tell."

"?"

"The martial arts of the world are as numerous as the stars in the sky, but human life is finite. Therefore, very few people can understand all types of martial arts, but I happen to be the exception."

An Qingwan laughed, but her laughter wasn't exaggerated; she simply curled her pink lips slightly.

But the smile wasn't just on her lips; it extended to Jin Xueyi's entire world.

"I know a little bit about everything."

If I say you can do it, then you can.

If I say you can't do it, then you can't.

Jin Xueyi's mouth formed an "O" shape, her heart surging with excitement. Never before had she felt so confident.

What kind of extraordinary woman did she encounter?

"then."

An Qingwan tossed a wooden sword she had just bought to Jin Xueyi.

"Next, use this sword to practice the Hundred Transformations and Thousand Illusions of Hengshan Clouds and Mist Thirteen Forms that I taught you."

An Qingwan did not lie to Jin Xueyi.

After two and a half years of collecting, she did indeed know a little about all types of martial arts.

Not only martial arts, but because she was blind, she had nothing else to do, so she had time to study many other things. Therefore, she also had some knowledge of music, chess, calligraphy, painting, medicine, and so on.

Of course, she wasn't truly capable of everything; at least, she really couldn't make other people—like Jin Xueyi—have children.

The two then left the market and drove their carriage northeast.

On the road, I saw a group of people hurrying north, who seemed to be messengers from the county, and their destination should be the Prince of Pingnan's mansion.

An Qingwan didn't care.

Next, she would sometimes sit quietly in the carriage, and sometimes teach Jin Xueyi to practice swordsmanship.

Jin Xueyi lived up to expectations and quickly memorized the basic moves.

On the third day at sunset, the carriage crossed a mountain pass and arrived at the territory of Tanzhou. Ten miles west, there was the secluded place of the uncle that Jin Xueyi was going to visit.

In Jin Xueyi's words.

He was an extraordinary person who was the most understanding, the most helpful, and the most gentle and refined.

If there is anything he lacks, it is that he, like An Qingwan, is disabled, having broken both legs since childhood and now sitting in a wheelchair.

PS: I successfully got a recommendation from the editor. When I first started writing the book, I thought this subject matter was particularly niche, but it seems to be much better than I expected.

The wind is quite noisy tonight.

"arrive."

After the carriage had been circling the bamboo forest for quite some time, it finally came to a stop.

Jin Xueyi called out softly and lifted the curtain.

A gentle breeze rustled through the woods, making the place even more tranquil.

"This is indeed a good place to live. If I don't want to leave in the future, I plan to find a place like this, nestled against the mountains and by the water."

When An Qingwan stepped down from the carriage, she sniffed lightly and was immediately filled with a fragrant aroma.

"Azaleas, gardenias, wisteria... Miss Jin, your uncle must be a person who appreciates the finer things in life."

Hearing An Qingwan's praise, Jin Xueyi smiled smugly.

"Of course! He's proficient in everything—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting—and he's even better at embroidery than I am."

“After my parents died, if he hadn’t stopped me and tried his best to make me laugh, I would either be dead at the hands of the Ironclad Gang or have committed suicide by drowning.”

"I was able to persist in investigating all the way to Zhen'an County thanks to his guidance and various forms of assistance. Without him, I don't know how much time it would have taken me just to find out that the Ironclad Gang had harmed my parents."

Jin Xueyi had actually said these words several times on the way here.

But she always patiently repeated the story.

Judging from her cheerful tone, you could tell she was really looking forward to this reunion.

Perhaps it was because he was her benefactor.

Perhaps it's because he's her only remaining family member.

Perhaps it was because her uncle was indeed exceptionally talented.

"Miss An, come with me. I think you and my uncle will get along very well."

An Qingwan followed behind Jin Xueyi along the cobblestone path. They hadn't gone far when they began to hear greetings from one person to another.

"Hey, isn't this Miss A-Ping?"

"Miss Aping, what brings you back to our rural hometown today?"

"Mr. Su, your Miss A-Ping is back!"

Jin Xueyi's real name is Su Huaping, and her uncle, Mr. Su Er, is called Su Zheqiu.

Jin Xueyi greeted everyone she met with a smile, and after a short while, she raised her right hand and shook it vigorously: "Uncle Qiu!"

An Qingwan first heard the sound of the wheelchair rolling.

Then came a gentle voice whose age was so difficult to discern.

“I expected you to come over in the next few days, but I didn’t expect you to pick such an inconvenient time. I just finished dinner. You, you.”

Jin Xueyi said, "I was in a hurry to see you, Uncle Qiu, wasn't I? Oh, by the way, Uncle Qiu, this is a friend I just made..."

Su Zheqiu said, "Is this Miss An, the Goddess of Xiaoxiang, who has recently gained fame in the martial arts world?"