A month later.
A certain small planet.
After having a good playti for a while, Zhuge Caihua felt she had recovered.
ng Yu, that fool, actually didn't join her in the fun. What a big fool he is, ten tis over.
Then, her master sent her to handle a task on a certain planet, a very simple task that was quickly completed.
A girlfriend called her, asking her to go shopping.
Fine, she wouldn't think about that fool ng Yu anymore.
...
At a certain place on the small planet.
"Mr. ng."
A Foundation Establishnt expert looked at ng Yu with a look of... respect, eager to try.
He was ng Yu's opponent in this match, a Foundation Establishnt expert.
After tasting all the ho-cooked dishes, one naturally wants to experience various novel flavors. After duly becoming a Foundation Establishnt practitioner or even stronger, of course, one would want to experience the taste of defeat.
Not defeated by soone strong, but by a lesser talent.
Well, more vulgarly put, whether it's Foundation Establishnt or Golden Core, everyone has had plenty of simulated battles and has practiced countless different positions. Now, everyone is chasing after the new thrill, sothing wilder than dostic flowers, especially being dominated by soone weaker than oneself... Ahem, this mid-Foundation Establishnt expert in front of us wants to experience what it's like to fight ng Yu.
The title of 'Number One Talent of the Immortal Sect' has been acknowledged by many, so many middle-aged uncles, middle-aged aunties... Ah, not the middle-aged aunties, but the beautiful ladies of Foundation Establishnt, have expressed their desire to taste ng Yu's brutality.
At this point, if ng Yu is willing to be a training partner, that would be great.
The middle-aged man held a five-foot-long blade in his hand, its aura bursting with might.
At forty-three, he reached Foundation Establishnt and then spent ten years consolidating what he had learned. His 'Heavenly King Ghost-Cleaving Blade' reached Great Perfection, and now, he ca to ng Yu seeking defeat.
There have already been Foundation Establishnt practitioners defeated by ng Yu. ng Yu's swordsmanship, Inner Strength, and movent techniques, everyone admits that theoretically, they could crush him after Foundation Establishnt, if only they did this, that, or the other thing. But ng Yu's battle record coldly reminds everyone, which of you Foundation Establishnt practitioners can kill your way in and out seven tis among the thousands of Qi Cultivation practitioners of the Immortal Sect?
It's like thinking Zhu Kefu is simple and crude, relying on strength to overpower and repeatedly causing his troops heavy losses, but... can you claim to be stronger than him?
"Uncle Yuan, please, show rcy," said ng Yu, smiling like a fallen wealthy young woman, timid, full of trepidation, and eager to try.
Becoming a training partner had started long ago, with Zhao Yuxuan causing trouble and sending him on various trips. Alright, no matter, he was looking to get more Minor World coordinates, and he could even make a side business during these trips.
He needed a way to cover up his business dealings with Great Wu, including the Spirit Stones he acquired from there, and moreover, serving as a training partner could also sharpen his martial skills.
"I can't possibly go easy. Your combat power, in theory, is lesser than mine, but in reality, you've defeated many stronger than myself. I just want to know how I'll lose to a warrior who is weaker in strength, inferior in True Qi, and has only ordinary swordsmanship, when I am still at Foundation Establishnt," calmly stated Yuan Chengying, swinging his long blade.
This was a true fight, ng Yu guaranteed no killing!
Yes, in fights against Foundation Establishnt practitioners, ng Yu guaranteed no killing!
The five-foot long blade was almost as tall as a young man, weighing ninety-eight pounds, yet in his hands, it was like a straw!
"Slash!"
A single Foundation Establishnt blade strike, and just the blade light extended ten feet!
...
The azure blade light filled ng Yu's vision, and the cold blade Qi perated the entire space.
Fire Crows danced in the air, only to be sliced through by blade after blade. ng Yu's figure vanished like the wind, but the sword light was relentless.
The onlookers, one by one, watched in stunned silence and with imnse admiration.
Within the glint of the swords, it was as if a ghost truly existed!
A ghost nad ng Yu!
Everyone knew that ng Yu had only practiced two sets of sword techniques, White Crane Swordsmanship and the Fire Crow Sword Technique. It could even be said that he had only mastered one, which was the White Crane Swordsmanship.
After all, the Fire Crow Sword Technique was a dance of the Sacrificial Sword, but White Crane Swordsmanship was the real killing technique. And now, ng Yu was like a flying white crane, dancing within the sword light; each cut, each move was incredibly graceful, yet they seed poised to soar into the sky. And everyone knew sothing else: if he took off, then his ultimate skill, Swallow Return, would slay Yuan Chengying!
As everyone watched the battle unfold, their minds worked overti. So of the younger spectators even fainted from dizziness, their brains unable to handle the genius of the moves unfolding before them.
Even the Foundation Establishnt experts who ca along were stunned by the display. So moves seed so clever on first glance, yet upon further thought, they realized these moves also ingeniously laid the groundwork for the next dozen or so moves.
After fully appreciating the ingenuity of a move, they'd look up only to find that another dozen had passed!
The fight continued, and ng Yu had always been on the defensive, but everyone had a premonition that ng Yu could win.
The next mont, a sword light pierced the sky.
It was precisely the ninety-ninth move!
"You lost," ng Yu said.
ng Yu sheathed his sword, bowed respectfully, "Thank you for practicing with , for honing my swordsmanship."
...
On the other side of the city.
"Cai Hua, this skirt is nice," her best friend said, dumping bags upon a puppet beside her and intimately linking arms with Zhuge Caihua to head to the next shop.
It had to be said that the pedestrian street still had many treasures. For instance, a skirt beautiful beyond compare, adorned with specks like stars, although relatively inexpensive at only eight million. Made from the feathers of a Second Order peacock and embellished by skilled craftsn, it was certainly wearable in public.
And there, another storage bag: a First Grade supre one, thirty cubic ters in size, which could be carried by hand or shrunken to clip at the waist. Last ti she went to the Changdong Minor World with one, it had inspired endless envy, and alas, ng Yu not only refused to take it but also said thank you, indicating the gift was too grand, and he was not worthy of it.
Hmph, that big fool, he had glanced at her storage bag several tis. Did he really think she was unaware of his desire for it?
A buzz of conversation in the distance caught Zhuge Caihua's attention.
"You profligate woman!" a man said, looking helplessly at his wife, "We agreed on five hundred thousand, but what did you do? That young man finished his service, and you gave him a million right away, thanking him profusely. You're really rich, huh? I've wanted a Flying Sword for so long but never dared to buy it."
"What's wrong? You think it's not worth it? The young man is bright and skilled; I liked him, so I gave him a million. I want to continue his services, is that wrong?" she retorted.
"I'm not saying it's wrong, I just think..." he began.
"Husband, I gave extra money because I want you to book a session too. His skills are truly exceptional, and he's a person of high standards. You should give it a try. It might be a rare opportunity, and I think even if both of us went at him together, we might not beat him..." she replied.
The conversation of this couple was so sensational that Zhuge Caiyun and her companions couldn't help but turn their heads. They had seen this couple in local news stories, and though it was regional coverage, the pair were famous Foundation Establishnt cultivators.
"They're so dirty..." Cai Hua started to say, but her friend shook her head.
"Cai Hua, you've got the wrong end of the stick. I asked you to co today actually for this matter. Do you rember ng Yu, that bastard who cut off your head? He's now on this planet. Let take you to see so fun."
"Ah, fun? What happened?" Zhuge Caihua was montarily stunned.
"That ng Yu, he's beco so poor he's started accepting requests. He's working at the Enforcent Hall, and apparently, he crossed soone, so he's short on resources. He's fallen so low that even when he's sent on missions, he has to pick up side jobs to earn Spirit Stones. Wouldn't you like to see how pathetic he looks now? You can go and mock him," her friend explained.
"Ah?"
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