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In the courtyard, a breeze blew, and the green bamboo leaves swayed in the wind. With a flash of cold light, the fallen leaves condensed into ice and shattered into foam in front of Yannian's red eyes.

Putting away the wooden sword, Yannian let out a breath.

During these months of seclusion, his swordsmanship had improved a lot, and it was worthwhile for him to spend thousands of points to redeem a copy of "One Month Quick-Start Method for Learning Wuxiang Swordsmanship" from the mall.

"Without thoughts, without fantasies, I forever despise the fleeting illusions of this world and long for the Pure Land."

"What a unique school of thought," Yannian recalled the first sentence on the page, feeling lonely.

The final move is Wuxiang's sword, which must be pulled out from the chest and slashed instantly.

Yannian thought about the scene and thought it would be similar if it were his sister. The road ahead of him was flat and it would not look beautiful if he pulled it out.

Tomorrow is the assessment for the preparatory Yunqi. It is time to start my own journey, show my will and determination to Jingyuan, and conquer this future general with my military achievements.

Yannian clenched his fist and narrowed his red eyes slightly.

"That sword swing was good."

"You have such strength without any training, Jingnian. Your talent far exceeds mine--" Jingliu appeared under the eaves at some point, with his arms folded across his chest, leaning lazily against a pillar.

Her long white hair was flying and her eyes were gentle.

"I'm still far behind my sister. I need to work harder."

Yannian raised his eyebrows in surprise, but he was not surprised about when Jingliu came.

But he didn't even use the word "stupid" to spur him on.

"For whom?"

"That little girl named Jing Yuan." Jing Liu raised the corners of his mouth, and there was a hint of teasing in his words.

"What, Jingyuan, he—girl?"

Yannian choked and looked dazed. He was caught off guard by these earth-shattering words and his whole body froze.

Before he could explain, Jingliu stepped forward, held Yannian's head with one hand, and curved his eyes, "Don't pretend in front of me. You swore to the wall that day that you would become a good Yunqi, win Jingyuan's favor, and make him look at you with new eyes."

"He used some tricks and a firm attitude, and I was moved by them."

"You've been practicing swordplay even crazier than me these past few months. Very good! This is such determination. The word 'stupid' doesn't even do justice to your original intention."

Seeing Yannian's face full of disbelief, Jingliu subconsciously thought that the other party was shy, so he withdrew his hand, took out a sword from his back and handed it to Yannian.

The sword is about three feet and five inches long, as bright as snow, and carved with intricate patterns.

"This sword is called Zhu Yue. It was my novice sword back then. Try your best tomorrow."

Jingliu smiled slightly and patted Yannian's shoulder hard, almost patting him into the ground.

Yannian groaned. It was different when he was the sword master. The force was hard to resist.

But he had to explain about Jing Yuan to prevent Jing Liu from misunderstanding.

"Um, sister—"

"If you have nothing else, I'll spend the night at your sister Bai Heng's house."

Before Yannian could finish his words, Jingliu flew over the eaves and walls and disappeared into the night. Yannian couldn't help but complain, "Other people only let us stay overnight because it's raining or it's too dark."

"You left home and decided to stay the night there. Your purpose is too clear, isn't it? It's obvious you have ulterior motives!"

"And why do you go there more often than stay at home?"

Who are your family after all!

And I know you are anxious, but can you please listen to me and finish what I am saying, my temporary sister——

Yannian rolled his eyes and sighed. Never mind, it’s not a big deal. Once Jingyuan becomes Jingliu’s disciple, this misunderstanding will be resolved sooner or later.

The next day, before preparing for the Yunqi test, Yannian spent a large sum of money to hire a large number of people within a kilometer radius of Jingyuan's home, especially on the road leading to the school and various key locations.

Even public restrooms were not spared.

This is the first strategy - the sensational strategy, an enhanced version of the self-torture strategy, taking the mass line and finding extras.

All he had to do every day was gossip and exaggeration to indirectly show Yannian's inspiring progress in the face of hardship in order to impress Jingyuan.

For example, "Have you heard? Jian Shou's younger brother Jingnian was beaten really badly in the preparatory examination competition. Ugh, his face is bruised and swollen."

"That's right. I lost my memory before, and I only picked up swordsmanship after just a few months, but I'm still a half-baked one."

"But he finally managed to get through, muttering to himself that he had to prove it to someone. Who was it? It must have been Master Jianshou, right? How touching."

Yannian fantasized, his lips curled up. He believed that as long as he persevered in broadcasting his tragic yet inspiring journey to promotion to Jingyuan every day, the important thing was to add a sentence at the end: "To prove it to you."

Even if Jing Yuan has a heart of stone, he would be touched.

For you, I turned into a werewolf.

For you, I burn with madness.

Touching his chin, Yannian felt safe and went to take part in the assessment of the preparatory cloud rider.

The assessment was much easier than expected. Yannian passed it effortlessly and was easily converted to a regular employee a month later. He was about to go to the front line battlefield.

After being embellished with sorrow and tears by extras who were bribed, these materials began to spread wildly.

As usual, Jing Yuan went out to school with his backpack in his arms in the morning. He passed by a steaming stall and bought a pancake. At the table next to him, a few people were eating peanuts and chatting about the recent Yunqi assessment.

When Jingnian's name was vaguely mentioned, Jingyuan couldn't help but prick up his ears.

After hearing that the other party was fighting to death due to amnesia, he did not forget to say at the end, "I must become a good Cloud Rider and prove it to him with my whole life."

"What the hell is this!"

"It's really... ridiculous." Jing Yuan looked shy. In the fairy boat where subtlety is the beauty, Jingnian's behavior really puzzled him.

What do you mean by "in order to prove to me, Yunqi should put Xianzhou first"? If he wants to prove something, he should prove himself to the people of Xianzhou.

——petty-minded.

Jing Yuan lowered his head and quickly passed by the crowd, but found that almost everyone on the street was discussing this matter, and the sentence "I will use my whole life to prove it to him" became a hot topic.

"I'm very curious, who exactly is he that Jingnian is talking about?"

"Who knows, but it can be seen that the two of them have a really good relationship."

"The final match was a close one. Without the moral support from 'him' standing behind Jingnian, I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to take first place."

The gossip became more and more outrageous, and Jing Yuan's face was full of black lines. Whoever had a good relationship with Jingnian, that guy had a lot of black spots on him and was very good at disguising himself.

One unforgettable day, he collapsed to the ground from exhaustion in the deserted arena.

Jingnian stood in front of him, his red eyes full of arrogance and a playful smile on his face.

The young man deliberately lifted his chin with his sword and raised his eyebrows, "Wouldn't it be better if you just listened to me?"

"You don't really think you can defeat me by just trying hard."

"Learning swordsmanship also depends on talent, Jing Yuan. The weak have no right to resist the strong, and you are weaker than me now."

After bullying the guy, he hypocritically took him to the medical room and acted well-behaved in front of the staff, acting like a good senior.

It won’t last long. When Jingnian understands how cruel the battlefield is, he will definitely give up. He will definitely... reveal his true form.

Jing Yuan took a bite of the pancake, and a dark light flashed in his eyes.