A sword.
It looked very sharp, without any fancy ornamentation.
But this sword was still a bit too long for Fang Ming Jing.
But it didn't matter.
Speaking of which, the "Sword Comprehension" Fang Ming Jing obtained from Sword God Soderos was actually a skill that the other party had accumulated over the years, on how to wield a sword.
It wasn't swordsmanship.
It wasn't sword intent.
It was simply an understanding of the sword and the knowledge of how to wield it.
“……”
Fang Ming Jing held the hilt with one hand and held it horizontally in front of him.
After returning to Zhi Shui Peak, he didn't rush back to the small manor halfway up the mountain. Instead, he came to this training ground at the peak, his purpose being to try out this sword.
Huu.
He lightly exhaled a mouthful of stale air.
The next moment, the spiritual energy in Fang Ming Jing's body surged like boiling water, golden spiritual energy transformed into a yang flame, its momentum rising like a raging fire—
BOOM！！！！！！！！！！
On the peak of the mountain,
A vast golden sun appeared.
Although it was just an illusory image, as the sun appeared, the peak was gradually enveloped in a terrifying high temperature. The endless heat caused the surroundings to gradually turn a bright red, and everything in sight became hazy and crimson…
The long sword in Fang Ming Jing's hand was also burning.
He chuckled lightly.
Then, he swung the sword.
He didn't aim at any target, nor did he exert much strength. He just lightly and casually swung the sword.
Immediately, a scorching golden waterfall swallowed everything.
Whether it was sword energy or spiritual energy, that casual strike seemed like a natural disaster destined to bring calamity. It was like a bursting dam. All of the wonders and complexities of the world turned into meaningless dust under this great force, rolling forward in a crushing wave.
“….Not bad.”
Fang Ming Jing smiled with satisfaction, his eyes narrowed. He had struck with a casual blow and created such a scene.
It's a pity he hasn't learned any sword techniques yet.
However, Fang Ming Jing only thought about it in his heart. Sword techniques or not, they wouldn't be much help to him.
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Night
The night scenery seen on Zhi Shui Peak was always tranquil and beautiful.
Tonight, there were unusually no clouds.
The moon was also beautiful.
A soft, veil-like radiance filled the mountain, quietly sinking into the lake, swaying gently with the night breeze.
Fang Ming Jing was in his room with nothing to do.
But he was feeling angry because he heard about the "Secret Realm" in the evening—did he actually have to go? And the time was just half a month from now?
Just thinking about it made him angry...
He wasn't a lazy bum, nor did he dislike going out for a walk, but he disliked being assigned things.
But now the Saint Lord Jiang Jiu Ge was stronger.
That was annoying.
“Jing'er…?”
Gu Shi Yun walked into the room.
“Hmm, Aunt.”
“Aunt made you some porridge, come and have some now?”
The beautiful woman was holding a small bowl in her hand, her face filled with a gentle expression.
She sat down next to Fang Ming Jing.
The latter responded obediently.
Gu Shi Yun smiled immediately, lightly scooped up some meat porridge with a spoon, and first brought it to her mouth to blow on it gently, dispersing the heat before feeding it to Fang Ming Jing.
Fang Ming Jing ate carefully.
With his cultivation, he wasn't actually afraid of hot things…
But seeing Gu Shi Yun's gentle actions, he never mentioned it.
“What's wrong? Looking at Aunt like that?”
“Because Aunt is beautiful.”
She was indeed beautiful.
The beautiful woman's captivating black hair was flowing down, smooth and graceful like willow branches. Her exquisitely beautiful white face, like something out of a painting, had a tear mole under her right eye. She exuded an elegant and graceful air, yet with a hint of charm.
Gu Shi Yun just smiled.
“I'm full.”
Fang Ming Jing said, even though he hadn't finished the small bowl of porridge.
He had a small appetite.
It was so small that it made Gu Shi Yun feel a pang of heartache.
But the beautiful woman didn't show it on her face. She just took a silk handkerchief to wipe his mouth and said with a smile:
“My Jing'er is still so easy to feed.”
“Is that a compliment?”
“Yes…”
“But I don't think so.”
Gu Shi Yun couldn't help but laugh. “Jing'er, aren't you going to cultivate tonight?”
“Hmm, I just broke through yesterday, so I'm not going to cultivate today.”
“That's good.”
She knew he was just looking for an excuse to be lazy, but Gu Shi Yun didn't expose him. As she stood up, she bent down again, lightly picked up the cute and adorable child, and carried him out of the room.
The cold air outside was refreshing.
“Let's go for a walk in the breeze.”
“After we rest and go back to the room, Aunt will tell you the story that we didn't finish last time.”
The beautiful woman's eyes were full of affection.
Seeing her like this, Fang Ming Jing thought that there was no gentler expression in the world than this.
“Hmm…!”
He responded happily.