Wushuang briefly explained the process of Rong Shaoze’s training.
Lin Xinlan listened and exclaid, "It feels like I’m reading a wuxia novel."
"Chinese martial arts are profound and extensive. Qi gong and light kung fu truly exist, though not as magical as depicted in wuxia novels. However, upon reaching a certain level, the skills can attain great heights."
"Surely, you’ve seen so exceptional kung fu yourself, which proves that so skills in wuxia novels really do exist."
Lin Xinlan nodded, agreeing with her words.
Indeed, she had witnessed so extraordinary kung fu.
Like iying’s and Yuan Ye’s.
iying’s skills were already impressive, but Yuan Ye defeated him with just a few moves, indicating that Yuan Ye’s were superior.
Rong Shaoze truly needed to learn higher-level martial arts to deal with Yuan Ye.
Previously, she had oversimplified matters, but now it seed imperative for Rong Shaoze to marry Wushuang and learn the Xuanyuan Family’s advanced skills.
"Wushuang, do you know the martial arts you’re having Rong Shaoze practice?" Lin Xinlan couldn’t help but ask.
Wushuang shook her head, "Although these skills can only be practiced by the Xuanyuan Family, I haven’t been successful. This set of skills is most suitable for n to practice; their strength and explosiveness are much greater than won’s."
Lin Xinlan nodded knowingly, unable to resist asking her again.
"Are you the only child of your parents? No other boys?"
Wushuang’s eyes flickered slightly, she smiled faintly, "I have a brother, called Wuyou, everyone called him Wuyou Zi. But he was frail and sickly, and passed away at eighteen."
"Sorry for bringing up your sad past."
"It’s okay, even if he hadn’t left at eighteen, he would have at twenty-seven. In any case, none of the Xuanyuan Family live very long..."
Wushuang said gently, her tone carrying a faint sorrow.
She was inherently an agile woman, and to her, all things in this world were fleeting.
So, her sadness was light and indifferent...
Like soone who doesn’t like rainy days softly complaining about the consecutive days of rain.
So insignificant.
Lin Xinlan suddenly felt that such an extraordinary woman, if only able to live until twenty-seven, was truly pitiable.
"I heard Rong Shaoze say Tao Hua has been looking for ways to cure you, don’t worry too much, maybe things will turn around."
"Xinlan, thank you for the comfort. Actually, I don’t weigh life and death heavily, but I can’t let go of the Xuanyuan Sect. Now it’s fine, Mr. Rong can help take over the Xuanyuan Sect, even in death, I have no regrets." Wushuang said with a gentle smile.
Lin Xinlan held her hand and shook her head, "Don’t give up hope! I always believe that heaven will never seal off all paths."
Wushuang smiled gratefully at her, her beautiful eyes pure as the whitest clouds in the sky.
To such a woman, it’s unnecessary to say anything.
Because she understands everything and cares about nothing.
Lin Xinlan released her hand, her initially heavy heart becoming much lighter due to Wushuang’s optimism.
Indeed, what does a short lifespan matter, as long as one dies without regrets.
Lin Xinlan had many curiosities, and she pestered Wushuang with nurous questions.
For instance, why Xuanyuan Family mbers can’t live past twenty-seven.
Wushuang said she didn’t know either.
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