Chapter 378: You're talented, not bad, but you see me as the blue sky

The black goat also watched this battle; neither side had any intention of falling, relying solely on willpower to hold on. After their true qi was exhausted, they could not draw any more. In this situation, whoever had weaker willpower would be the one to fall.

The black goat saw that its female master, Shang Hongxue, had a high approval rating; her physique was special, her cultivation level rose quickly, now her cultivation level was weak, but as her physique gradually awakened, her cultivation level would keep increasing.

The black goat saw Chen Chuyang make no move; naturally it would not intervene, though it actually could help.

Thinking of Shang Hongxue's pride and self-esteem, it still chose to lie on the ground, one eye open, one eye closed; while watching, it also cultivated on the spot, inhaling and exhaling heaven and earth spiritual energy.

The battle on Longshe Shan returned to the most primitive combat; the two women without true qi fought with the most basic sword techniques. The subtlety of the sword moves, countering move for move, was a contest of strength and endurance, each offsetting the other, to see who was stronger……

Another half an hour passed, and neither had fallen.

Nobody wanted to admit defeat; they were determined to outlast the other, firmly believing they would be the victor.

"Shang Hongchen, you don't need to persist anymore; losing to me once again—how about that?"

"You cannot possibly defeat me; I am not the person I used to be."

Shang Hongxue recovered a bit of true qi, accumulating it; the benefits of her Cultivation physique showed—fast recovery speed, fast absorption of heaven and earth spiritual energy. This body had been refined several times by Chen Chuyang, long since differing from an ordinary body; how could Shang Hongchen compare?

The difference between them would naturally show; Shang Hongxue exerted great pressure on Shang Hongchen, bit by bit breaking through her inner heart, causing her guard to break.

Heaven and earth spiritual energy was continuously absorbed and transformed; Shang Hongchen was the same. She discovered her recovery speed could not match Shang Hongxue's; if it continued, she would surely fall. This sister's body was very strong; the cultivation gap forced her to compensate from other aspects. In this battle, she had gone from having victory in hand at the start to now feeling uneasy.

No one knew what she had actually gone through; her sister—she had never thought Shang Hongxue could defeat her, nor would she think she could force herself to this point. Many unexpected things had happened; her sister repeatedly shocked and frightened her.

Defeat?

Those two words, Shang Hongchen did not think they would appear in her dictionary, but now she had this worry and concern.

What if she really lost? How would that be? Unimaginable.

"Hmph."

Shang Hongchen let out a cold snort, drew her sword and rushed forward, speeding up to defeat this sister and make her fall.

We cannot keep giving her time to recover; we must fight continuously, and the one who finally falls will be her.

Shang Hongxue stepped back to avoid that sword, then backhanded a thrusting and cutting slash, which Shang Hongchen blocked.

The sword moves flashed, bright and frightening.

Shang Hongchen stepped forward; her intention was obvious—to force Shang Hongxue into being unable to resist. Shang Hongxue saw through her purpose; at the moment the "old man grinding" tactic appeared, Shang Hongxue decided how to fight.

Dragging it out, full of pulling and tugging, not in a hurry, making the elder sister anxious—indeed, she had become anxious.

"Hehehe, Shang Hongchen, you're panicking."

"Your pride will be shattered bit by bit by me."

"I want to tell you, the Shang Clan, it's not up to just you to decide."

"I, Miss, am also a genius, but I won't always obey your words."

Shang Hongxue issued a declaration; she would not be weak again.

For herself, for Elder Brother Chuyang, for her younger brother, she must win.

She could not let the people of Longshe Shan down, nor would she let them see her fall.

She is the mistress of Longshe Shan; how could she fail, how could she not be worthy of Elder Brother Chuyang.

Such a thing absolutely could not happen.

"Shang Hongxue, your tone is big; I hope you can pull it off."

"Hum."

Her sword technique changed; suddenly, Shang Hongchen's sword was before Shang Hongxue's face. Shang Hongxue stepped back, but she had no intention of fighting her.

Dodging, delaying, consuming—this process continued, continually piercing Shang Hongchen's spirit.

Making her guard break.

Shang Hongchen became anxious, afraid, worried.

The more she was like that, Shang Hongxue…… the happier she became.

"Your steps are disordered, Shang Hongchen."

"Pfft."

The sword blade cut through her thigh, producing a wound.

Fresh blood, pain, stimulating Shang Hongchen; she lowered her head, looking at that wound, her eyes filled with shock.

She lifted her head, gazing at her sister; her sword technique had improved further.

This is too……

"You……"

"You wouldn't have guessed, would you?" Shang Hongxue said proudly: "My sword technique is not something you can comprehend."

"I, Miss, am indeed a sword-way genius; you, Shang Hongchen, the genius title hanging over your head should also be yielded."

"With you like that, you still dare to mock my Elder Brother Chuyang; you're too naive."

"Someone like you, in front of my Elder Brother Chuyang, is like an ant—seeing him is like seeing the blue sky."

As soon as these words were spoken, Longshe Shan trembled.

Everyone heard it; at this moment, they all stared at Shang Hongxue.

Shang Yingnian's hand slipped; the fishing rod trembled. He tilted his head, looking at Chen Chuyang beside him.

"You…… taught her this?"

Chen Chuyang smiled: "No, how could I teach her such words?"

Shang Yingnian gave him a sideways glance, not believing those words.

According to his little daughter's personality, she would not do this, nor would she say such words.

It had a high pretentiousness, also matching Chen Chuyang's personality and tone.

Before cultivation, seeing me was like a frog in a well seeing the moon above.

After cultivation, seeing me again is like that ant—seeing the blue sky.

But she's right; that's indeed the case.

Seeing me, Shang Hongchen is like an ant gazing at the sky.

She simply didn't know—or rather, she's been deceiving herself all along.

Chen Chuyang set down his fishing rod; he knew this battle ought to end.

That little brat Hongxue has started showing off, which means she's already on the road to victory.

Shang Yingnian followed Chen Chuyang and also noticed the signs.

The two daughters' true qi differ greatly; in recovery ability, the Cultivation body is superior.

Ah, I never expected this outcome, Hongxue...

Shang Yingnian finds it hard to accept—or rather, he's somewhat surprised—how long has the little daughter been cultivating, and she's already caught up to Shang Hongchen.

This also shows how great the little daughter's talent is—how tremendous.

Genius is never something ordinary people can compare to.

Thinking of the eldest daughter's sorrow and pain, Shang Yingnian feels reluctant, but the battle is what it is; all of this is the eldest daughter's own doing, cannot be changed, he will not—and cannot—intervene.

Perhaps it's a good thing for this girl Hongchen to lose once; she'll remember this feeling and thus dare not look down on talents under heaven.

Chen Chuyang paused, turned back, glanced at his father-in-law, and smiled.

Shang Yingnian laughed along.