A man in the Qin Dynasty changed the world by collecting entries.

He just didn't expect the sword spirit to come knocking on his door first.

"What an amazing technique! It actually created a space!"

Under these circumstances, Bai Yuan was not worried about his own safety; instead, he marveled at the power of the sword spirit.

This power is far stronger than the Taoist "Paradise Lost," and it actually separated him directly from the outside world, like a barrier. Compared to this, "Paradise Lost" is indeed just a minor weapon.

The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit raised its longsword, pointed it at Bai Yuan, and charged towards him with a light step.

Seeing this, Bai Yuan flicked his right hand, and a scroll fell out of his sleeve.

He held the scroll as if it were a dagger. With a slight thought, a golden aura of righteousness instantly enveloped him. Using the scroll as a hilt, a golden longsword appeared in his hand.

This is what is meant by "collecting books to form a blade," and on the blade, one can still faintly see some Confucian classic quotes.

"Experience the power of knowledge!"

Bai Yuan raised his hand and swung his sword, unleashing a surge of righteous energy that instantly formed a powerful sword aura.

The sword energy clashed with the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit, resulting in a brief stalemate. The sword energy dissipated, and the sword spirit was also repelled.

Bai Yuan saw that the golden aura had already burned his arm.

But the next moment, the sword spirit simply stroked his arm, and the wound healed, leaving Bai Yuan dumbfounded.

Once his wounds had healed, the sword spirit attacked him again, and Bai Yuan drew his sword to block.

The black yin energy protected his body, allowing him to withstand Bai Yuan's righteous energy for a short period of time.

After exchanging several blows, it was difficult to determine a winner for the time being.

Seeing another sword strike coming, Bai Yuan smiled, lightly touched the ground with his feet, and stepped forward to parry with his sword held horizontally.

But the sword blade formed by his righteous energy suddenly disappeared. The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit didn't react in time, and the Reverse Scale Sword, which should have collided with Bai Yuan's sword, missed its target.

At this moment, Bai Yuan had already moved to the left rear of the sword spirit. He took the scroll and stabbed it into the sword spirit's waist without hesitation, and then used the technique of gathering books into blades again.

The golden blade of energy surged instantly, piercing through the sword spirit's body.

Once again injured by the aura of righteousness, the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit immediately dissipated, putting distance between itself and Bai Yuan.

When he reappeared, he was more than ten meters away. At this moment, he still had a large hole in his body. Righteous energy clung to it and fought against the black energy on his body, making the wound difficult to heal.

"How was that move?"

Bai Yuan smiled; he suddenly discovered the fun in using the Qi Blade.

In some ways, the scroll he used and the nameless Han Guang sword were similar in function.

It can be long or short, big or small.

The Reverse Scale Sword Spirit stared at him for a long time, but ultimately did not continue fighting, and gradually disappeared under Bai Yuan's gaze.

Chapter 64 I was stabbed in the back in my dream (Please continue reading)

The black aura receded like the tide, and the sword spirit space could no longer be maintained.

Bai Yuan leaned against the window, the scroll in his hand, the black aura completely disappearing from sight.

Ningyan sensed the movement outside and woke up from her sleep.

She propped herself up and looked at Bai Yuan standing by the window, the cool moonlight shining on his face.

"what happened?"

She keenly sensed that something was amiss.

Bai Yuan turned around and looked at Ningyan, who had just woken up and was still a little tired, with a few strands of hair still hanging on her face. So he stepped forward and reached out to smooth them for her.

"It's alright. I just encountered a sword spirit and fought him, but he's already retreated. Don't worry."

Ningyan nodded slightly after hearing this, but then noticed that Bai Yuan kept glancing at her while he was speaking.

Because she had just woken up, her nightgown was a little disheveled, revealing a patch of snow-white skin, which was clearly seen by Bai Yuan, who possessed the "Fiery Eyes of Truth".

Although Ningyan didn't know he had night vision, she could still feel his intense gaze.

"looks good?"

"Ahem! I'm going to cultivate!"

Bai Yuan coughed twice, immediately looked away, and sat back down at the desk.

Seeing his expression, Ningyan couldn't help but laugh.

She lay back down and snuggled back into bed, but she was no longer sleepy. She just quietly watched Bai Yuan as he cultivated.

As the moon sets and the sun rises, golden sunlight streams in through the window.

As soon as Bai Yuan opened his eyes, he saw Ning Yan lying in bed with Xue'er in her arms, both of them staring at him.

Upon seeing him finish his cultivation, Xue'er couldn't wait to break free from Ningyan's embrace, jump off the bed, and run into Bai Yuan's arms.

Bai Yuan gently rubbed Xue'er's head, and then he heard Ningyan lift the blanket. When he looked up, he saw her changing her clothes right in front of him without any hesitation.

Seeing this scene, he couldn't help but swallow hard, his eyes fixed on it without blinking, completely oblivious to the impropriety of looking at something indecent.

After all, he was a Taoist disciple, not a Confucian disciple. Besides, Ningyan herself didn't shy away from it, so why should he pretend to be one?

After changing her clothes, Ningyan gave him a disdainful look, but it had no effect whatsoever.

Bai Yuan pretended not to see it, humming a little tune, and carried Xue'er out of the room.

Just then, Han Fei opened the door and came out, looking somewhat listless. He was holding the door with one hand and his waist with the other, making it seem as if he had overindulged in sex the night before.

"Good morning, Uncle-Master!"

Han Fei greeted Bai Yuan with a wry smile.

"What's wrong with you?"

"No, it's nothing. I just didn't sleep well last night and had a nightmare."

Han Fei frowned and gave an explanation.

"Nightmare? It doesn't seem like you had a nightmare, but rather a pleasant dream, doesn't it?"

Bai Yuan revealed a teasing expression.

Upon realizing he had been misunderstood, Han Fei quickly spoke up to explain.

"It was a nightmare. Last night I dreamt that I was beaten up and stabbed in the waist. The dream was so real that I almost thought I was really stabbed, which is why I was holding my waist."

As he spoke, he touched his lower back, as if the events of his dream had truly occurred.

Hearing him say this

Upon hearing this, Bai Yuan was immediately taken aback. Why did this dream seem more and more familiar the more he listened to it?

Looking at the spot he was covering, it seemed that he had stabbed the same spot when he fought the Reverse Scale Sword Spirit last night.

So, could it be that Han Fei dreamed of the scene of his battle with the sword spirit last night?

Moreover, Han Fei was assuming the identity of a sword spirit.

If that's the case, then wouldn't it be me who beats up Han Fei?

Bai Yuan thought about it more and more and felt it was very likely. He suppressed his laughter and said without changing his expression, "Then your dream is really peculiar. But the way you looked just now was really easy to misunderstand."

Han Fei coughed twice, stopped supporting his back, and straightened his posture: "Forget it, let's not talk about it anymore."

During their conversation, Ji Moyun and Ji Mohuaxue also came over.

"Everyone is here!"

"You are here."

Ji Moyun said with a smile, "Breakfast is ready, let's go first! After breakfast, we'll go out for a good stroll together."

Upon hearing this, Han Fei's eyes lit up immediately.

"Then what are we waiting for? Let's go!"

After having a quick bite to eat in the front hall to tide them over, Bai Yuan and the others prepared to head out.

Just then, Ji Moxi sent someone to call Ji Moyun and the other person away.

Bai Yuan and the others could only sit and rest for a while.

Not long after, Ji Moyun and Ji Mohua returned.

Ji Moyun gave an apologetic look: "We agreed yesterday that I would take you sightseeing today, but tomorrow is my father's birthday banquet, and I have to help with the preparations, so my sister will have to entertain you today."

Bai Yuan and the others expressed their understanding after hearing this.

"The birthday banquet is more important, so don't worry about us. If you need any help, just let us know."

“You are guests, how can we ask guests for help?” Ji Moyun immediately waved his hand, “You can just relax and enjoy yourselves in Ji Mo City.”

Ji Mo Huaxue chimed in, "Mr. Bai Yuan, you don't need to be so polite. Please feel free to tell me if you need anything."

Seeing this, Bai Yuan and the others nodded.

Ji Moyun bowed to Bai Yuan and the others again before turning and leaving.

After he left, Ji Mo Hua Xue didn't waste any more time: "Mr. Bai Yuan, let's set off then! I'll take you to see the scenery of Ji Mo City."

"Alright, then I'll trouble you, Miss Jimo!"

"It should."

Bai Yuan and the other two followed Ji Mo Huaxue and soon went out.

At this moment, in the backyard of the Jimo residence, Jimo Xi also received the news that they had gone out, and a satisfied smile appeared on her face.

Meanwhile, Ji Moyun, who was beside him, was feeling rather uncomfortable, being ordered around to help carry various things needed for tomorrow's banquet.

Ji Moxi's wife was puzzled when she saw this scene.

"Why did you specifically keep Yun'er behind, and only let Hua Xue entertain Mr. Bai Yuan and the others?"

"You know your son well. He's impulsive and rash. When he encounters a master swordsman, all he wants to do is spar with him. Master Bai Yuan is a highly respected figure from the Heavenly Sect. If you send him to entertain the other party, you mustn't offend him."

Ji Moxi stroked his beard and shook his head slightly.

Of course, this is only one reason. Another reason is that he heard Bai Yuan seemed to be very interested in his daughter.