The Seven Princesses' Journey Across Time

Mo Luyi's eyes remained focused and resolute, like the brightest stars in the night sky. As she continued to unleash her sword skills, her mind gradually became as calm as water. The worries and trivialities that had just lingered in her mind were now cast away. She was completely immersed in the world of swordsmanship, letting her thoughts drift with the sword's light.

In this sword dance, Mo Luyi unleashed her deepest emotions without reservation. When she was joyful, her swordplay flowed joyfully and smoothly, like flowing clouds and water; when she was angry, her sword energy crisscrossed like raging waves. And when she was sad, her sword moves were gentle and melodious, like the gurgling of a spring... Gradually, her swordplay became more and more free-flowing, free from any constraints.

At that moment, Mo Lvyi's previously distracted gaze suddenly became incredibly sharp, like two bolts of lightning streaking across the night sky. With a flick of her slender wrist, the longsword in her hand instantly unleashed a burst of unparalleled sword energy, hurtling towards a certain direction at astonishing speed.

The sword energy seemed imbued with life and consciousness, like a nimble dragon, charging straight at the figure hidden in the darkness. The figure dodged, leaping up like a ghost, barely avoiding the fatal blow. The sword energy brushed past the edge of his clothes, stirring a gust of wind that rustled the surrounding vegetation.

Mo Luyi slowly retracted her Wuyou Sword, her beautiful eyes fixed on the direction the sword energy had pointed. Standing there was a woman in gorgeous purple attire. She had a graceful figure and a beautiful face, like a violet blooming in the dark night. She exuded a unique aura of aloofness and heroic presence. This aura made her seem both mysterious and irresistible.

However, Mo Luyi, well aware of the plot's unfolding, knew that the seemingly delicate and charming woman before her was not a real woman, but rather the renowned Southern Fighting Master—Yu Shengmo! This man possessed extraordinary talent, but his overly competitive nature led him to cultivate the Demonic Immortal Sword Technique. However, this strange and unparalleled sword technique also caused a strange shift in his inner aura, gradually causing his appearance to become more feminine, ultimately resulting in the bizarre spectacle of a "man in a woman's body."

Yu Shengmo had just witnessed Mo Lvyi's sword strike, and a wave of shock and admiration welled up in his heart. He could sense that the woman before him had reached the pinnacle of swordsmanship, and her strength was likely comparable to his own. So, without hesitation, he leaped forward, landing steadily in front of Mo Lvyi.

Yu Shengmo stared at Mo Luyi with a solemn and serious expression, and said, "Young lady, your swordsmanship is exquisite and unparalleled, and your momentum is as majestic as a mountain. I am truly in awe of you. With such superb skills, wouldn't it be a pity if we didn't exchange them? I wonder what you think, young lady, would you like to fight with me?"

Upon hearing this, Mo Luyi couldn't help but think to herself, this is indeed the man known as the Rain Maniac, always ready to pick a fight at the slightest disagreement. And this time, he'd headed to the Land of Apocalypse, presumably targeting Li Changsheng, no doubt seeking another fight. She had no intention of stopping this maniac on Li Changsheng's behalf, so she immediately, fearlessly unleashed her powerful aura and said coldly, "I know who you are, but you're no match for me. Go find the person you originally wanted to challenge!" Her words were filled with indifference.

Yu Shengmo's brow furrowed slightly upon hearing this. From the aura emanating from Mo Luyi alone, he could clearly sense her unfathomable strength, undoubtedly no less powerful than his own. Instantly, a surge of intense fighting spirit surged within him, and he couldn't wait to engage in a thrilling battle with the woman before him.

"We haven't really fought yet, so how can you be sure that I will lose? Are you afraid?" Yu Shengmo tried to force Mo Luyi to fight by provoking her.

However, facing Yu Shengmo's provocation, Mo Luyi only raised the corners of her mouth slightly, revealing a hint of contempt, and said indifferently: "I'm just too lazy to waste time with you here." After speaking, she turned around resolutely, walked away with light steps, leaving Yu Shengmo with only a cold and arrogant back.

Yu Sheng stood there in a daze, watching Mo Lvyi disappear into the distance. His expression darkened. He clenched his fists tightly and vowed to himself that he would challenge Mo Lvyi if he had the chance.

Mo Lvyi had just returned to Tianqi City. Thinking of the bet she had made earlier, she went to Qianjin Terrace again before returning. Before she even arrived, she saw two people standing at the gate of her courtyard from a distance. Upon closer inspection, she saw that it was Li Changsheng and a scholar who was concentrating on reading a book. When Li Changsheng saw Mo Lvyi return, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy, fearing that she would drive her away. So, before Mo Lvyi could say anything, he couldn't wait to speak first, "Didn't you mention before that you wanted to investigate the talents of my disciples? Today is a great opportunity!"

Xie Xuan, who was originally immersed in the world of books and reading attentively, after hearing Li Changsheng's words, his focused gaze involuntarily moved away from the pages of the book and slowly moved to Mo Luyi who was not far away from him.

In that fleeting glimpse, Xie Xuan felt a sudden shock in his heart, as if a flash of lightning had flashed through his mind, instantly illuminating all his thoughts. He finally understood the kind of stunning beauty described in the ancient poems: "The clouds resemble clothes, the flowers resemble face, the spring breeze blows on the threshold, and the dew is gorgeous. If we hadn't seen her on the top of the Jade Mountain, we would have met under the moon on the Jade Terrace." It turned out that such an enchanting face and grace actually existed in the world!

However, after only a brief moment of distraction, Xie Xuan quickly regained his composure and realized his own gaffe. He shook his head slightly, wondering what it had to do with him. He then refocused his attention on the book in his hands and continued to study.

Mo Luyi had originally intended to ignore Li Changsheng and pretend she hadn't seen him, but when she heard these words, she couldn't help but stop in her tracks. She slowly turned her gaze towards Li Changsheng, a hint of confusion and curiosity in her eyes.

Upon seeing this, Li Changsheng hurriedly explained further, "Today is Dongjun's first day entering the school, and he and his fellow disciples have agreed to meet at Diaolou Cottage tonight." As he spoke, a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was looking forward to this gathering.

Originally, they just planned to get together with their fellow disciples, but the master told them to take good care of friends who came from afar. Since the master said they were friends, it meant they were family, so they invited them to join the gathering.