"Clang!" The swords clashed, and Zhao Changhe slid back several feet. He stopped his retreat with a bow step and his sword supporting him on the ground.

Looking up, he saw Yue Hongling's long sword lightly lifted. She picked up the small stone that had quietly bounced off him when he was flying back and leisurely sheathed her sword.

The two of them looked at each other and smiled.

"Your swordsmanship has improved. You can even handle my Sunset Glow move," Yue Hongling said.

"My sister taught me. I didn't use any real effort," Zhao Changhe replied.

"I only suppressed my strength. I didn't let up on my swordsmanship. This move has countless variations, and many people have fallen to it... Your progress is indeed fast," Yue Hongling chuckled. "By the way, you are usually brave and fierce, and your sword is unstoppable. Why do you always resort to dirty tricks during a fight? Who taught you to throw stones to cheat?"

Zhao Changhe grinned. "I learned the art of hidden weapons, and I don't want to waste it. My sister taught me well."

"Ugh, I never taught you such shameless martial arts. Why don't you throw lime powder instead?" Yue Hongling retorted.

Zhao Changhe's eyes flickered as he seemed to remember something. After a while, he said, "I do have a bag of lime powder in my pocket... but I won't use it during practice."

"...Don't tell people that I taught you these martial arts. I can't afford to lose face," Yue Hongling said.

"Winning is more important, and Chaos Chronicles thinks so too," Zhao Changhe said.

The two of them bickered as they walked back to the house. As they walked, their footsteps slowly stopped, and they fell silent.

Yue Hongling had been here for half a month. She couldn't just stay here and do nothing as the "village chief's wife."

Zhao Changhe had been very careful to maintain a normal relationship with her, never allowing any ambiguity like what happened with Luo Qi. He hoped that this would make her feel more at ease...

She did stay longer than expected. What was supposed to be a two or three-day stay turned into three or five days and then half a month... but she would have to leave eventually.

Today's sparring match had already declared that it was almost over. It was only a matter of time before she officially said goodbye...

In these past few days, Zhao Changhe knew how much he had improved. It was not an exaggeration to describe it as a "rebirth."

Not to mention the guidance on martial arts techniques and the new knowledge of hidden weapons, even just in terms of practical swordsmanship, he had been reborn.

He used to think that he had a strong combat power and could fight beyond his level... but what kind of fish and shrimp had he fought against in this remote area? Had he seen any advanced moves? Had he experienced the freedom of changing techniques at will? Had he seen the fusion of countless schools of martial arts? Had he seen the ingenious ideas that emerged during battles?

These were things that martial arts techniques could not replace.

The previous battles could never provide these experiences. This was Yue Hongling, the second-ranked on the Earth List and a world-famous figure. Even Sun Jiaoxue was not worthy of carrying her shoes.

It was easy to imagine how much progress he had made in terms of swordsmanship and combat ability.Yue Hongling gave him other swordsmanship techniques, and his narrow understanding of how to use the Bloodthirsty Blade was completely opened up. He saw the vastness of the world and the strengths of various schools of martial arts, and had already begun to integrate them into his own comprehension of swordsmanship.

Zhao Changhe knew that continuing to practice with her had become less meaningful... No matter how experienced Yue Hongling was in wandering the world, her understanding was just that of one person. What was the point of always sparring with just one person? There was a vast world of martial artists out there waiting for him to explore.

She taught him how to locate sounds and sense enemies, hoping that someday he could step into the world of martial arts.

Yue Hongling's "making up for the past" and "understanding" were also fulfilled. The day of fulfillment was the day of their farewell.

Their eyes met outside the house, both wanting the other to speak first, but neither could find the words.

After a long while, Zhao Changhe came up with a very poor excuse: "Today is the Lantern Festival, let's celebrate first..."

Yue Hongling was amused by this strange farewell sentiment and was about to say something when her expression suddenly changed.

Just as she sensed something was amiss, Zhao Changhe also turned to look outside the courtyard wall. "Who's there?"

Yue Hongling smiled with some satisfaction. Zhao Changhe had really learned everything now. He could even distinguish the faint sound of an enemy's light work, something he would have mistaken for ordinary wind before. He was now ready to travel the world of martial arts.

A rough and bold man suddenly appeared on the wall. He looked a little surprised. "I can't believe that you, a mere Xuan Guan Second Level, could detect my presence."

Zhao Changhe said calmly, "Who are you? You just loiter here with only five or six people."

The big man laughed, "I'm Lin Feihu of the Black Tiger Gang. Have you heard of me, kid?"

Zhao Changhe had heard of him. He had been in this area for so long, how could he not have heard of the heroes on the road around him? Lin Feihu, the leader of the Black Tiger Gang, was also doing business without capital by robbing other travelers. He was at the Xuan Guan Fourth Level.

Zhao Changhe looked serious and a little annoyed. He had been too arrogant when he challenged the others. He thought that real experts would at least understand the concept of the Qianlong List. But there were really such foolish people like this guy who challenged someone at the Xuan Guan Second Level. Did he have no shame?

While he was thinking, Lin Feihu stared at Yue Hongling and laughed heartily, "Indeed, indeed. I heard that the bandit queen here looks a lot like Yue Hongling, and I came to see for myself. Sure enough! Little girl, what future do you have with this kid? Come with me instead!"

As he spoke, he flew down towards Yue Hongling with the speed of an eagle, his big hand reaching out to grab her.

Zhao Changhe and Yue Hongling both widened their eyes. So he was challenging the Qianlong List after all. But what was this? Oh right, he was challenging the Qianlong List.With a "shua" sound, the sword light flashed and red clouds filled the sky.

Zhao Changhe pulled back the sword he had just drawn, causing trouble for Yue Hongling herself. How could she let him steal the monster away from her...

"You, you... you're really Yue Hongling... damn..." The leader of the Lin gang covered his throat in disbelief, stumbled back and fell to the ground, dead without closing his eyes.

Dying, he wondered why it was really Yue Hongling... how could Yue Hongling be the wife of the bandit leader here...

Zhao Changhe stood aside, mourning in silence.

Why did you guys have to be so reckless...

Yue Hongling sheathed her sword. She didn't know what to say, but this silly guy had disturbed her. She was both angry and amused as she said, "It seems that I really have to leave. It's not your monument that's causing trouble, it's me who's starting to cause trouble for you."

Zhao Changhe said with a headache, "These must all be instigated by Fang Buping... If you're here, the trouble will still be cut off by you. If you leave, won't I be even worse off?"

"Aren't you afraid? It's just a sub-cabin master with such a low level of thinking."

Zhao Changhe remained silent.

"There must be a fuse for departure. I'll find an excuse. Why do you need to expose it?" Yue Hongling's voice softened as she whispered, "During this time, I know what's in my heart... I caused a misunderstanding before, which embarrassed everyone. You tried your best to avoid it and didn't take advantage of it... Zhao Changhe, you're truly a hero. But I've been feeling guilty and can't pretend to be the wife of the bandit leader anymore. I've always wanted to leave."

Zhao Changhe sighed, "It's not that easy. I still wanted to celebrate the festival with you."

"There are so many festivals. Since fate has brought us here, delaying it is of no use." Yue Hongling turned and went into the house. When she came out again, she had changed into her favorite red dress and picked up her luggage.

The appearance of the bandit and the bandit leader's wife disappeared like smoke, and they could not be found again.

Zhao Changhe remained silent, standing on the top of the mountain. When Yue Hongling passed by him, she casually patted his shoulder and said, "You're in charge now. The rivers and lakes are surging. I hope you'll remain the same in the future. If we have the chance, we'll celebrate the Lantern Festival again!"

Zhao Changhe stood silently, watching the figure in the red dress go away. Suddenly, he remembered that he hadn't seen her green-maned horse. It was probably being kept in the city - she never belonged here.

It seemed sudden to leave, but she could have left at any time. Half a month was long enough... If it fell into the eyes of someone like Cui Yuanyong, their jaw would drop.

He had thought that Yue Hongling, whom he was familiar with, had subverted his imagination, but after being in contact with her for a long time, he still felt that she was the same as before, and had never subverted his imagination.

Hearing that the Demon Cult attacked, he traveled a thousand miles to deliver the message.

He saved a young stranger on the road and recommended him to learn martial arts.

He thought the young man was in distress and the whole world was looking for him.

Now that he has achieved success, he leaves calmly.Luckily, the first person Zhao Changhe met in this world was the chivalrous Yue Hongling. No matter how much ugliness he saw in this den of demons and bandits, and how low the surrounding people were, the sunset's red glow shone on the horizon, and the world of jianghu was there.

Is it only the beauty in the room that Zhao Changhe cares about, with his upright and honest character?

That is not the kind of jianghu dream he wants, as it would leave a different kind of mark.

Zhao Changhe turned his head, after dusk, the moon hung high on the willow branches.

The Lantern Festival? What does that have to do with him... After days of special training, both internally and externally, he was not far from reaching the third level of Xuan Guan.

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