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Since he got this attribute, this was the first time he officially used the sword.

The spiritual fog of Ziwei Peak fell gently, with the clouds drifting in midair. Han Ye, with his hand on the hilt of his sword, stood in the center, his long hair scattered with the fog.

He tried hard to recall the scenes of Chu Xianyu unsheathing her sword, that razor-sharp penetration, the indescribable and unfathomable sword intent, and the feeling of it genuinely appearing before him.

True Qi around Han Ye transformed into a whirl and converged towards his right hand, which held the sword.

The smooth peak and valley started to wind.

But this wind was not blowing towards Han Ye, but rather towards the spiritual sword in the green scabbard in his hand.

Crack –

He abruptly unsheathed his sword!

In the vast mountain valleys, an astonishing sword qi and lightning appeared, pressing down on the sharp edges of the peak.

With a “swoosh” of the sword qi, it plunged into the vast mountains, disappearing from sight.

Seeing this, Chu Xianyu thought this swordsmanship looked very familiar. Wasn’t it the move she used on the boat on the river at night?

How did Han Ye learn it?

She looked at Han Ye and asked, “Do you have a foundation in swordsmanship? No, not just a foundation, can you actually use a sword?”

Chu Xianyu could clearly see the wooden stake in the depths of the valley, cut by Han Ye’s sword qi into a surface as smooth as a mirror. This indicated that after the True Qi had left the body and converged, it didn’t scatter in the least until it was completely exhausted.

Being able to do this, it definitely could not be someone who was completely ignorant of swordsmanship.

Many Foundation Establishment cultivators, even if they had mastered some spells and divine powers such as “Sword Qi Into Gang” and “Sword Qi Into Shape”, their sword qi upon leaving their body was not this stable and continuously lost some of its power.

There were very few people Chu Xianyu had seen in her life who could perform at this level.

Her father certainly could, her extraordinarily gifted younger brother could as well, and then there was herself.

Now, how could Han Ye do it?

After finishing his sword move, Han Ye’s flowing True Qi fell silent. The seriousness of his fully focused single sword stroke made him feel somewhat tired, but he spun a sword flower, sheathed the spirit sword, turned his eyes to the contemplative and puzzled Chu Xianyu, and gave her a brilliant smile:

“Miss Chu, how was it?”

Chu Xianyu’s eyes revealed a cold gaze. With a pout, she said unhappily: “You have practiced your swordsmanship to this level, why are you looking for me? You wouldn’t be teasing me.”

“No, no, I really came to learn.”

Han Ye waved his hands in denial, explaining earnestly:

“I just want to be as strong as Miss Chu in cultivation. Even though my current swordsmanship is passable and not weak, I still can’t match up to stronger cultivators, so there’s much room for improvement.”

Chu Xianyu was somewhat untrusting. But looking at Han Ye’s expression, he didn’t seem to be lying. Although Chu didn’t know how Han Ye had honed his swordsmanship skills to this level, she could see many areas where Han Ye still needed to learn.

“Fine, you are qualified to practice swordsmanship with me. I will teach you, and we will improve your swordsmanship slowly.”

In the end, Chu Xianyu was persuaded into agreeing with Han Ye’s request.

Han Ye’s attitude towards learning was better than any outer sect disciple she had seen before. Indeed, he came to learn, not for her.

Yes, ever since she entered Ziwei Peak, she had been pursued by many inner sect seniors.

It goes without saying that she had overthrown them all with a single sword blow.

She had initially thought that Han Ye was also learning swordsmanship with this mindset.

Now it seemed that she might have been overly concerned.

Several days passed and, unbeknownst to them, a dense snowfall suddenly fell within the sect.

The Big Competition of the sect had ended and it was now almost the end of the year.

Weatern twilight has broken, the mountain wilderness of Ziwei Peak was silent. The Ziwei Peak disciples that were practicing swordsmanship in the valley had already returned, ending a day’s cultivation.

By the creek, a man and a woman, waving their swords, left the dense forest around them in ruins.

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lAttribute acquired: Sword Art Mastery+lJ

lAttribute acquired: Sword Art Mastery+3j

By the stream, Han Ye, wielding his sword with a fierce and full-bodied vigor, each move carried a terrifying force.

Chu Xianyu, standing across from him, was able to respond calmly, lightly parrying each move.

“Ding!”

“Ding!”

The crisp sound of swords colliding rang out intermittently. Han Ye wiped his blade and sleeve. A purplish-blue layer of True Qi fused onto the edge of the sword, and a sword qi filled with lightning attribute shot out.

“Whoosh!”

Chu Xianyu casually waved her sword to block, breaking the sword qi.

Again, with a slight wave of her sword, she sent Han Ye flying backward.

Han Ye clutched his chest, propped himself up with his sword, and looked helpless.

After close to a week of practice, he was still defeated in one stroke. Whenever Chu Xianyu chose, she could kill him with ease.

“Miss Chu, is your sword too good?”

“I don’t feel like I’ve improved at all.”

Unlike when he first picked up the “Strong as an Ox,” he could gradually feel himself getting stronger, but in front of Chu Xianyu, it seemed like facing a vast sea, there was no change at all.

But Chu Xianyu didn’t see it that way, she solemnly said: “In fact, your progress is evident, your swordsmanship has reached a high level of proficiency. If I wasn’t serious, I might need a single move to defeat you, but the former you, half a move would have sufficed.”

Han Ye covered his face with a bitter smile, this was really a blow to his morale.

“Even though you have mastered swordsmanship, there is still a long way to go to form sword intent and sword qi, to transform the sword arts, and to achieve perfection. You have to continue practicing.”

“Alright, I will try my best.”

“The flying sword problem you mentioned might have some factors involved,” Chu Xianyu glanced at the flying sword in Han Ye’s hand and contemplated.

“Every sword is the life of a sword cultivator, the sword in one’s hand also determines the cultivator’s combat power.”

Han Ye stared at the emerald ancient sword in Chu Xianyu’s hand as it glowed like amber, greedily asking:

“Miss Chu, this Cangbi, looks really old.”

Chu Xianyu nodded, “It has almost ten thousand years of history, if it has a lifespan, it’s probably existed longer than the founding of the Dragon Sparrow Sect.”

“That long?”

Han Ye looked astonished, he didn’t expect this ancient sword could date back to the Middle Age.

“Its owner was a Sword Immortal from the Middle Age. There are seven swords like this scattered in various corners of Central Earth. I only know that the Immortal Sword Cold Waterfall is now in the hands of the princess of Gold Crow Kingdom.”

Chu Xianyu laid the emerald ancient sword flat in her hand as she explained this, then glanced at Han Ye.

“Don’t compare yourself with me, mastering any ancient artifact is already a great achievement.”

“Fine…”

“Ying!”

At this moment, the sound of an Immortal Crane echoed above Ziwei Peak, it flew a circle in front of them before landing directly down.

“Han Ye, your reward for the Big Competition has arrived. Keep the token well.”

A green clothed messenger disciple threw down a wooden token, Han Ye caught it and saw an engraved “Treasure” word on the greenwood order.

“Chu Xianzi, you have one too.”

Another token was handed out.

“With this order, you can go to the back mountain of Mount Duo Bao and choose a magic treasure!”

The messenger disciple’s voice gradually grew distant, leaving only an echo reverberating among the mountains.

“The rewards from the sect are always issued in the form of the Duobao order, didn’t you know?” Chu Xianyu explained seeing the confusion on Han Ye’s face.

Han Ye frowned, “This is the first time I’ve received a reward from the sect.”

“No wonder.”

“Why does Miss Chu know so clearly?”

“I often receive rewards from the sect.”

Han Ye reasoned, wondering why Chu Xianyu always received rewards from the sect. Wasn’t this differential treatment? Could it be because she is a genius?

Chu Xianyu collected the token with a smile, “Weren’t you complaining about your flying sword not being good enough? Now that you have the Duobao order, you can go and choose a magic treasure. Why not pick a suitable and handy sword for practicing your swordsmanship?”

“That makes sense.”

Han Ye nodded in agreement.

“Do you know how to control the sword? Would you like me to teach you? Whenever I travel, I never ride on Immortal Cranes, they fly too slowly.”

There was a rare playful look in Chu Xianyu’s eyes and a teasing smile on her lips. After spending days with Han Ye, she seemed to have grown accustomed to the banter.

“This… Can I learn it fast?”

“It depends on your comprehension.”

Chu Xianyu passed on the technique to Han Ye. Fortunately, Han Ye has been blessed with “Book-smelling Intelligence,” his comprehension was naturally no concern and he quickly picked up the technique.

“Sword-controlling technique, rise!”

Han Ye placed his spiritual sword on the ground, performed the spell, and the spiritual sword immediately levitated, growing a few inches larger, and remained suspended in mid-air. He carefully stepped onto it.

“Let’s go.”

Chu Xianyu chuckled, she was more casual and relaxed in contrast. She didn’t even need to recite the magic phrase, she threw Cangbi into the sky, leaped onto it and turned into a streak of green light, moving away rapidly.

“Fly!”

Han Ye awkwardly formed the sword seal, executing the magic command.

“Woosh!”

The next second, he also turned into a streak of light, disappearing into the mountains in a blink of an eye.