Chapter 74: True Fire Eye Training Art!

“This... this...”

Even when he had the upper hand, Jiang Ye had wanted to stop in time.

But the Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi was too ferocious—its strike was lightning-fast, yet its withdrawal lagged just a fraction.

That tiny delay had created the awkward situation before him.

Chiu! Chiu! Chiu...

Wen Yueyao’s shriek startled a few birds perched in the distance, who flapped their wings and soared into the sky.

She retracted her leg as if stepped on by a cat, hopping backward several steps on one foot, her lovely oval face now flushed with disbelief and crimson embarrassment.

Yet.

Her beautiful eyes held more defeat than anything else.

She clearly hadn’t expected to be so thoroughly outmatched in a single move.

“The gap... is it really this big...?”

The girl murmured softly, head slightly bowed, staring at her feet in silence.

“Did I just shatter her dao heart...?”

Jiang Ye shook his head slightly.

He didn’t know how to comfort her.

After all, he hadn’t even used any real force...

But this had given Jiang Ye a clearer understanding of the strength of his Great Sun Heavenly Flame true qi.

As another fire-type true qi, it could effortlessly crush the Furnace Flame true qi.

No wonder Old Luo had been so shocked and impressed when he learned Jiang Ye had successfully formed a golden core using this qi-nourishing method.

The Great Sun Heavenly Flame was indeed ferocious.

“Miss Wen, actually...”

Seeing Wen Yueyao’s silent expression, Jiang Ye cleared his throat and opened his mouth to speak.

The girl, who had been staring at the ground, suddenly lifted her head—her defeat had already faded, replaced by her familiar bright smile.

“Jiang Lao, you don’t need to comfort me,” she grinned, revealing her even white teeth: “I’m not someone who can’t take a loss.”

Jiang Ye blinked slightly, then smiled faintly.

This girl’s mindset adjusted quickly—no wonder she was a genius who had formed a golden core after only seven days of qi condensation.

Then, the girl cleared her throat softly, speaking so fast her words were barely audible: “It doesn’t smell bad, does it...?”

As she spoke, a faint blush crept across her lovely oval face, even her earlobes turning slightly red.

“Ah...”

Jiang Ye froze for a moment.

Then he realized, cleared his throat, and replied calmly: “No, it doesn’t smell.”

Hearing this, Wen Yueyao seemed to exhale deeply, the embarrassment on her face receding somewhat.

“Miss Wen, let me go get you a new pair of shoes.”

After a moment’s thought, Jiang Ye spoke softly.

His eyes flickered briefly toward her feet, estimating her shoe size was probably similar to Chen Lili’s.

Borrowing a pair from Chen Lili wouldn’t be hard.

“No need to go through so much trouble.”

Wen Yueyao grinned cheerfully, then bent down and pulled off the sock and shoe from her other foot as well.

Barefoot, she stepped onto the ground, utterly unfazed, even pressing her soles down and nodding in satisfaction.

“This is much more comfortable.”

The girl smiled brightly, her expression as radiant as ever, as if the awkwardness and defeat had never happened.

Jiang Ye nodded inwardly.

This girl still acted with such decisiveness.

And to recover her mindset so quickly after defeat—truly impressive.

This kind of temperament was rarer than her astonishing talent.

“Miss Wen, let’s end the sparring here.”

Jiang Ye smiled faintly.

“I brought this humiliation upon myself.”

Wen Yueyao shook her head slightly, then looked at Jiang Ye with deep admiration, her eyes gleaming:

“Jiang Lao, everyone in the sect says I’m gifted, a genius.”

“But in my eyes, you’re the real genius!”

“It’s such a pity you wasted so many years in that small county...”

As she spoke, Wen Yueyao’s face wore the same look of regret as Luo Song’s.

“It’s not too late for this old man to start pushing now.”

Jiang Ye’s smile carried the ease of one who had seen through the world.

Hearing this, Wen Yueyao’s eyes sparkled with renewed light, her gaze toward Jiang Ye now filled with even deeper sincere admiration.

“By the way, Miss Wen, I have a question for you.”

Jiang Ye suddenly remembered something and asked.

He had seen Luo Feng today, and couldn’t stop thinking about that secret technique where flames erupted from the eyes.

Perhaps Wen Yueyao knew something about it.

“Hahaha, Jiang Lao, just ask.”

Wen Yueyao laughed cheerfully.

“Miss Wen, today I met Master Luo, and saw flames suddenly burst from his eyes...”

Jiang Ye spoke slowly, recounting the event in detail.

“Oh, I see,” Wen Yueyao nodded after listening. “That’s the sect’s secret technique: True Fire Eye Training Art.”

“True Fire Eye Training Art?!”

Jiang Ye murmured softly, committing the name firmly to memory.

“Jiang Lao, are you interested in this secret technique?”

Wen Yueyao sensed his thoughts, but her voice grew serious:

“This technique has another nickname in the sect: Blind Eye Art.”

Jiang Ye blinked slightly. “Why such a name?”

Wen Yueyao continued: “The core of this technique is to refine one’s eyes using one’s own fire qi, granting them extraordinary vision. At advanced stages, one can even burn opponents with the fire within the eyes—pure yang, a true scourge of demonic arts.”

“But the problem is, it’s extremely difficult to master, because the eyes are the most vulnerable part of the human body.”

“Using true fire to train the eyes—any misstep could result in permanent blindness...”

“As far as I know, on Tianyangfeng, only the Peak Master has successfully mastered this technique.”

She looked up at Jiang Ye, her eyes tinged with lingering fear:

“The last victim was Senior Brother Zheng Feng—he was also very interested in this technique, and nearly blinded himself.”

Jiang Ye fell silent for a moment, deep in thought.

Wen Yueyao wanted to advise him against taking the risk, but the words died on her lips.

Thinking of how Jiang Ye had mastered the Great Sun Heavenly Flame Qi-Nourishing Art...

Such astonishing comprehension might make success possible after all.

She spoke softly: “Jiang Lao, if you decide to train it, please be extremely careful.”

“Thank you, Miss Wen, for explaining. I’ll be careful.”

Jiang Ye nodded politely to the girl. “But how many sect contribution points are needed to exchange for the True Fire Eye Training Art?”

Wen Yueyao thought for a moment before answering: “Secret techniques stored on the third floor require thirty thousand contribution points—similar to qi-nourishing methods.”

Wen Yueyao pondered for a moment, then said, “The secret techniques stored on the third floor require thirty thousand contribution points, similar to the Qi Nourishment Method.”

Jiang Ye’s eyes flickered with resignation.

He had earned twenty thousand contribution points upon becoming a sect elder—he still needed ten thousand more to obtain this technique.

“Miss Wen, are there any ways to quickly earn contribution points in the sect?”

“Miss Wen, are there any ways within this sect to quickly earn contribution points?”

“Jiang Lao, if you want to earn contribution points quickly, you can take on tasks at the Duty Hall on Judingfeng.”

Wen Yueyao grinned cheerfully. “With your strength, none of those tasks should be difficult for you.”

Wen Yueyao laughed cheerfully, “With your strength, the tasks up there should be no difficulty for you.”

Jiang Ye’s eyes lit up.

After a little more casual chat, Wen Yueyao left, barefoot and light-footed.

Watching her retreating figure,

Jiang Ye felt the fire within him growing fiercer than ever.

“Looks like I’ll have to pay that wretched maid a visit tonight.”

"Looks like I need to find that bitch tonight."