“Guyu has passed nine days, the blue sky high and clear, cold sounds echo through the mountains, Ning Yao loses another day~”
The sect was filled with a peaceful atmosphere.
It was a clear day with gentle wind and bright sunshine, the kind of weather that made people feel refreshed and unable to help but relax.
On days like this, the most suitable activities were napping, spacing out… and watching a good show.
Beside the sparring platform, following a muffled “thud,” Xia Liu’s body leaned back and she shrank her neck.
In the next moment, a petite figure flew over her head and landed heavily on her bottom on the ground.
Ning Yao was knocked dizzy, stars flashing in her eyes.
She rubbed her bottom, bared her teeth, and climbed up with a grimace.
She had heard that doggerel poem full of mockery just now and had been distracted, allowing her opponent to find a flaw and send her flying.
She immediately turned her head and shouted angrily at Xia Liu beside her.
“Xia Lao Si, what do you mean by that! What do you mean I lost again today! It has only been half a day!”
“Half a day and you still have not shown your face.” Xia Liu shrugged, spread her hands, and said innocently, “Then I will change it… Ning Yao loses again in half a day~”
As she recited, she shook her head and swayed her body.
After finishing, she looked like she was barely holding back laughter, but the curve at the corner of her mouth never came down.
Ning Yao watched, her teeth itching with hatred. Anger rose in her heart.
“Xia Lao Si, stop pretending! If you have the guts, come down and fight me one-on-one! Watch me beat you to the ground!”
“Have you no shame? You, a sword cultivator, want to fight me, a pill cultivator, one-on-one? You are not embarrassed to say such a thing.”
Xia Liu looked disdainful and did not fall for the provocation at all.
“Then shut your mouth. If you keep badmouthing me, I will tear your mouth apart!”
Ning Yao said angrily, supporting herself with her sword as she climbed up from the ground.
“No sense of shame. You cannot beat Su Senior Sister so you take it out on me. Tsk tsk tsk… I am so scared~” Xia Liu covered her mouth and sneered.
“Enough, Xia Junior Sister. Stop teasing Ning Junior Sister.”
Su Zhan shook her head helplessly.
She had just been about to step down when she saw Ning Yao pouting and once again climbing onto the sparring platform.
Without a word, Ning Yao raised her sword and attacked her, clearly wanting to vent all her grievances on Su Zhan.
Unfortunately, this time it still would not go as she wished.
It had been four days since they returned to the sect.
Ning Yao had finally recovered from the injuries she sustained that day.
She had jumped out of bed in high spirits and shouted that she wanted to spar with Su Zhan for another three hundred rounds.
Coincidentally, Xia Liu had come that day to ask Su Zhan for medicinal herbs to refine pills.
Seeing Ning Yao’s overconfident behavior, she immediately became interested.
She stopped refining pills and started fanning the flames, insisting on watching the show.
In the original novel, these two had always been at odds with each other.
On top of that, Xia Liu still remembered being indirectly tricked by Ning Yao once before.
After some instigation, Su Zhan was so annoyed by the two of them that she had no choice but to agree.
From the start of this “sparring” until now, Ning Yao and Su Zhan had already fought more than forty rounds.
At the beginning, some junior sisters passing by had stopped to watch.
Ning Yao had also held her head high with an expression that said victory was certain.
But gradually, fewer and fewer people stayed to watch.
Ning Yao had gone from shouting a few boastful lines at the start of each round to now pressing her lips together and staying silent.
The girl’s face was flushed red.
Her thoughts could not be hidden and were completely written on her face.
Yet it was not shyness.
Instead, it was full of shame, anger, and powerless rage.
“Thud!”
Another muffled sound.
Xia Liu, long used to it, shrank her neck.
Ning Yao once again flew over her head and landed straight on the ground, unable to get up again.
“Well done, Senior Sister. That move just now was truly smooth and natural, full of power and grace.”
Xia Liu clapped and cheered, her praise full of genuine feeling.
Then Xia Liu turned to look at Ning Yao.
Seeing the other party lying flat on the ground and not getting up, she teased.
“Get up, Ning Junior Sister. At the beginning you could last five or six minutes before losing. How come now you get sent flying in less than half a minute?”
“You go if you are so capable!” Ning Yao sat up straight and suddenly grabbed a handful of dirt from the ground, throwing it at Xia Liu.
“Who is as stupid as you, insisting on asking for trouble? You, a Golden Core stage cultivator, fighting a Nascent Soul stage cultivator, and you even demand Senior Sister use her full strength. It would be strange if you could win.”
Xia Liu dodged to the side to avoid the flying dirt.
Being able to watch Ning Yao suffer until now, she felt completely satisfied.
The smiling expression on her face could not be hidden no matter what.
She was almost laughing out loud.
She had to admit that although she did not approve of Su Zhan’s method of sparring, the actual effect looked quite good.
At least she was enjoying the show.
Unfortunately, she had left in a hurry today and had not brought any snacks for entertainment or a recording artifact.
Otherwise it would have been perfect.
“Gulp… What do you know! If I do not go all out like this, what kind of sparring would it be!?”
Ning Yao was still stubborn.
She did not want to show weakness in front of Xia Liu and retorted, but she had bitter words she could not say.
What full strength?
From the beginning until now, Su Zhan had been suppressing her own cultivation to the Foundation Establishment stage.
Where was the full strength?
Moreover, during the last sparring session, Su Zhan had been able to knock her unconscious directly.
Today she had been able to last this long only because Su Zhan was holding back.
But Ning Yao did not dare to say this out loud.
Saying it would only make her look even more pathetic and give Xia Liu more material to laugh at.
It was better not to say anything.
This was ridiculous.
How could Su Zhan’s sword be so fast?
It caught people off guard and was impossible to predict.
One moment it looked like it was slashing down to the left, but the instant she raised her hand to block, the sword in the next moment changed direction in a flash and stabbed upward from the right.
This sword was almost as if it had its own consciousness.
It could predict her every move.
Several times she had almost succeeded in a sneak attack, only to have that sword block it.
…Hmm?
Ning Yao lowered her head and glanced at the plain, unadorned sword in her own hand.
Then she looked at the sword in Su Zhan’s hand that seemed to have flowing light.
She fell into thought.
“Hmph, I am not fighting anymore!”
Ning Yao said in self-abandonment.
She hugged her sword, twisted her body, and sat to the side, sulking.
She did not want to hear Xia Liu’s schadenfreude voice anymore.
Su Zhan let out a long breath.
She sheathed her sword at her waist and stepped down from the sparring platform.
After fighting for so long, she was also tired.
“Senior Sister, you have worked hard.” Xia Liu smiled and came over.
She took out a water pouch from her storage ring and handed it to Su Zhan, then took out a handkerchief and made a show of helping wipe her sweat.
“Do not bully Ning Junior Sister too much.”
Su Zhan was helpless and avoided Xia Liu’s hand.
The girl’s appearance was too deliberate.
It was clearly done on purpose for Ning Yao to see.
“What do you mean by bullying? The one who sent Ning Junior Sister flying forty-six times is not me.” Xia Liu raised an eyebrow.
Seeing Su Zhan’s bitter smile, she scratched her head.
She knew she had spoken too bluntly again and said something unpleasant.
She coughed lightly twice, restrained her expression, and said seriously.
“Alright, alright. I know why Senior Sister did this. I will not add fuel to the fire anymore.”
“Why I did what?” Su Zhan was stunned.
Was it not because Ning Yao refused to let her leave the platform after losing once and insisted on getting beaten?
“I am sure that from today onward, Senior Sister will no longer have to worry about situations like last time happening again. I am afraid that for a short while, no one will come looking for Senior Sister to spar.”
Xia Liu had a knowing expression and wagged her finger.
“I suppose Senior Sister felt that the last sparring session was too gentle, so she deliberately chose the most exhausting moves?”
“Not to mention those overwhelming sword techniques. Just the fact that ordinary people get sent flying like this, not to mention the person being hit, just watching it makes one feel it is too humiliating. Anyone who wants to spar with Senior Sister will definitely hesitate and think twice.”
“It was like this!?”
Ning Yao was still secretly listening.
As the person involved, she had indeed been sent flying again and again and mocked by Xia Liu.
She had felt too ashamed to continue and had finally snapped, choosing to give up.
“Tsk tsk tsk… Poor some idiot. Pfft, just like a stubborn donkey. She had to be spun around like a top for half a day before she finally understood…”
Xia Liu clicked her tongue in wonder.
“Xia Lao Si!”
Ning Yao was furious.
She drew her sword and was about to rush up and fight for her life.
“Say that again? Who are you calling a stubborn donkey! I will treat you like a top and spin you flying right now!”
“With your three-legged cat skills? If you have the guts, then hit me.”
“Looking for a beating. I will not let you off today!”
Xia Liu provoked and teased her.
Relying on Su Zhan being nearby, she deliberately provoked Ning Yao.
It seemed that as long as she watched Ning Yao jump up and down in anger, she could not stop feeling delighted.
The two of them chased each other around Su Zhan.
One side never stopped with the sarcastic remarks.
The other side was so angry she could only make empty threats.
It was quite lively.
Su Zhan watched helplessly as the two junior sisters made a ruckus.
Seeing that they would not actually start fighting, she let them be.
At this moment the bright sun was just right and a gentle breeze brushed her face.
She raised her head and silently gazed at the sky, letting out a light sigh as she spaced out.
Hmm… The cat has been with Second Senior Sister these past few days.
I wonder if it has been fed until it got a little chubby. I should go pick it up later.