Chapter 70: Night Talk at Incense Art Discussing Impermanence

Banxia's natural talent was truly quite good; of the two sets of hand seals Lingxiang taught, she memorized them all in less than an hour, and was already able to perform most of them.

Although Zhao Wuyang was somewhat lacking, he truly gave Lingxiang a surprise. Even if some of his techniques when forming seals were not quite precise, he could always cause some reaction in his body, especially with the Five Elements Formula, as he was actually able to guide Qi into his body.

Just as she had expected, this little Wuyang actually had talent in this area, and Lingxiang immediately felt regret—she should have asked for more benefits from Senior Brother Qianyuan!

As for Long Qi and Liu Xia, they had it much worse; Xinyi had no teaching experience to begin with, so he did not explain things as meticulously as Lingxiang, and he himself had cultivated to this point by being beaten, so in his view, he would explain the Spirit-Attachment methods related to the Weapon Formula roughly, and they should figure out the rest after getting beaten a bit.

Therefore, when Lingxiang let Banxia and Zhao Wuyang practice on their own and went to the backyard to check, what she saw were a bruised and swollen Long Qi and a battered Liu Xia.

Although in her view, men ought to be tempered more, but this...

It was truly too miserable...

Seeing that Xinyi was still calling for the two to get up and fight, she hurriedly stepped forward to stop him; if things continued like this, let alone the Second Martial Exercise, she feared their little lives would be lost at the hands of this ancestor.

Lingxiang looked at Xinyi with disbelief, but Xinyi was full of innocence, appearing as if it were only natural, as if he were saying, "Isn't this what you told me to do, to train them well?"

However, although the two looked frightening, Xinyi actually knew his limits; the two were only suffering from external injuries, and in the midst of the fighting, they seemed to be able to find some knack for it—after a time or two, their swords could actually manifest strange phenomena after forming seals.

When Zhao Wuyang saw the battered Long Qi and Liu Xia, he silently rejoiced in his heart; he had thought that following Lingxiang to cultivate would surely lead to being ravaged, but he didn't expect her to be unusually serious today, not acting toward him as she had the previous few times. Looking at Long Qi and Liu Xia, with their injuries, it was truly quite miserable; he wondered which expert Lingxiang had invited to strike with such heavy hands. Yet, Xinyi Dage seemed safe and sound with a calm expression; it seemed that if he encountered anything in the future, Xinyi Dage was the one to rely on.

When Xinyi was treating Liu Xia's injuries, Liu Xia was exceptionally excited; although he had been beaten quite miserably today, the True Qi that had been rampaging in his body before seemed somewhat graspable now, and just now when he was operating the formula, his Soft Steel Sword seemed to be wrapped in a current of air, and he even felt his footwork was lighter than before.

It was just that he had never thought Xinyi was so formidable; he had been completely unaware that the person by his side had such profound cultivation. It seemed he would have to ask him for more guidance in the future.

Compared to the fully focused Liu Xia, Long Qi was truly a bit noisy; every time Lingxiang applied medicinal liquid to him, he would loudly cry out in pain, baring his teeth and grimacing, which was quite comical. It was hard to tell if he was being real or fake; if he were pretending, his face was indeed bruised and mottled, but if he were truly in unbearable pain, Lingxiang had not actually used heavy hands.

However, this matter did make Lingxiang somewhat puzzled; although Liu Xia was also injured, his face was very clean, and he still looked like a refined young master. Looking at Long Qi again.

Could it be that this fellow fought using his face?

Banxia and Zhao Wuyang were practicing intently in the courtyard; hearing the commotion inside, Zhao Wuyang felt increasingly fearful of Lingxiang in his heart: Seventh Brother is already like this, why is Miss Lingxiang still striking so hard? Banxia, however, looked on with disdain: A scar the size of a bowl after the head is cut off, is there any need to howl like a ghost?

Yet she seemed to have forgotten her own cowardly appearance during the Second Martial Exercise.

She had originally intended to let everyone go back after the daily teaching, but for some reason, it suddenly started to rain; at first, it was a drizzling, perfunctory rain, but in the blink of an eye, it poured down, catching everyone off guard.

The winter rain naturally carried a lot of chill; although the doors and windows were tightly closed, Banxia still felt the cold air biting, shivering uncontrollably.

Lingxiang's previous guess was indeed correct, but seeing that the rain showed no sign of stopping and might even turn into hail at night, if she sent everyone away now, the rugged mountain road would certainly be extremely dangerous.

Youran Abode was currently suffering from building damage, and there were only two rooms that could be lived in; Banxia was easy to deal with, she could just sleep with her, but the other side room only had one small bed, and it didn't seem appropriate for the four of them to squeeze together.

"How about we just make a floor bed?" Liu Xia suggested at this time: "Wuyang is still young, let him sleep on the bed, and the three of us are strong and healthy, we can just lay out a straw mat."

As he said this, everyone looked at Lingxiang, but Lingxiang was wearing an embarrassed expression.

Previously, she had lived in Xianyun Abode alone all year round, and even when Maidong came here, he had never stayed overnight, so she had never prepared these things. Although there was bedding, how could a young lady's things be used by men so casually? Even when Long Qi had shamelessly stayed at Youran Abode, those daily necessities were bought on the spot.

Yet when she teased the playboys down the mountain, she never seemed to care about the differences between men and women; even when she had seen Long Qi's body, she had been indifferent.

Could it be that she was hiding some unspeakable items that were difficult to tell outsiders about?

Long Qi thought this, and his mind began to calculate.

Lingxiang pinched a Fire Spell and started a fire in the room; after a moment, Banxia finally felt a trace of warmth. The group endured until midnight, and finally, unable to resist the sleepiness, they fell asleep one after another.

Fearing that everyone would catch a cold, Lingxiang placed the Fire Spirit Bead on the lamp; although she still did not know how to use it, the Fire Spirit Bead seemed to have a spirit of its own, slowly emitting heat and making the room warm and cozy.

Looking at Xinyi on the corridor outside the door, Lingxiang got up and walked toward him.

"What are your plans now?" She wrapped her clothes around herself; once the Fire Spirit Bead left her side, it was truly too cold to bear.

Seeing Lingxiang like this, Xinyi hurriedly pinched a seal and transmitted a mouthful of True Qi to her; only then did Lingxiang feel better.

"To be at the Golden Core stage, your Mysterious Power is indeed much purer and thicker than mine." As she spoke, she looked at Xinyi, as if waiting for him to answer the previous question.

Xinyi looked at the curtain of rain outside the corridor, and after a long while, he said: "At first, I never understood why Bai Wuchang would spare my life; now that I think about it, I fear he was already laying out a plan for today."

Lingxiang thought for a moment; Bai Wuchang ordered Xinyi to monitor her, nothing more than because she could refine the Life-Prolonging Pill, or because her mother was Tumi Xianzi. But what she couldn't figure out was why they were so obsessed with the Life-Prolonging Pill? Reasonably speaking, the Life-Prolonging Pill had excellent efficacy, and the Demon Lord had already obtained two; even the heaviest injuries should have been healed, yet they were calculating to this extent for the sake of the last missing pill.

And where exactly was that last Life-Prolonging Pill back then...

"I am currently unable to refine pills; next time he summons you for questioning, just tell him the truth and see what he does." Lingxiang said, pinching her chin.

Xinyi nodded; over these years, he had also investigated his mother's whereabouts, but all had come to nothing. It seemed that if he wanted to find his mother, he could only continue working for Bai Wuchang for now.