Time Travel and Love

Kui Wenzhong's reaction was indeed quick, his scabbard blocking the incoming blade. He hadn't considered Jiu Ye a match just now, but judging by the current situation, if he hadn't had internal energy and his reaction speed wasn't as fast as it was now, he would have been killed by the sword. With just a moment's thought, Chu Qingmeng's blade was already before him, following her whip kick. Subconsciously, he used his Qinggong to evade the battlefield.

"Master Jiu, your subordinate..." Kui Wenzhong was embarrassed for a moment and wanted to explain but didn't know what to say.

Chu Qingmeng waved his hand. "It was an instinctive reaction, I know. No need to explain, it's okay. But, just now, even if you didn't use martial arts, it wouldn't be that bad, right? I still know my own weight."

Kui Wenzhong smiled awkwardly, "I was just lost in thought."

"..."

Chu Qingmeng looked at him speechlessly, "To put it simply, you just didn't treat me as a human being?"

This time, Kui Wenzhong didn't know how to explain it. He just treated Jiu Ye as a child playing games with adults using toys.

"Master, although it's only a few moves, I can see that you seem to have some basic skills. This long sword is so slender, like a sword and a knife. I wonder what it is called." Kui Wuqing could tell at a glance that Chu Qingmeng knew how to use this long sword, but she was really not proficient in it. Moreover, she was not a young martial artist, so her foundation was unstable. If she encountered someone with a little internal strength, she would suffer.

"Basic knowledge? I guess so. In the past, I served as a sparring partner for others in order to make a living, so I know a little bit about this thing. This thing is called Miao Dao. It is this long, but it has double blades. The sword moves with your body and you can swing it with the force. If I only rely on wrist strength, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me to do it. But you may be able to do it." After saying that, he threw the sword directly to Wu Qing.

Wu Qing reached out to take it and tried to chop it. Chu Qingmeng said, "The Miao Dao is long and slender, and its swing also borrows some techniques from the staff and long sword. Why don't you try it?"

After all, he had been using swords for years, so after a few strokes, he became fluent. His sword techniques were so beautiful! Chu Qingmeng's eyes lit up. After Wu Qing finished his sword technique, he turned around and saw Chu Qingmeng's stunned expression. Then he smiled and said, "Master Jiu, the way your eyes light up... well, like a child who has eaten candy."

"..."

Chu Qingmeng silently swallowed the words he wanted to praise him and replied sarcastically, "Wu Qing, actually you look quite good without smiling."

Wu Qing suppressed his laughter. They had been with her for a long time and could understand her personality to some extent. She hated being treated like a child, but her face made it impossible not to treat her like a child. He coughed twice and pretended to be serious, but there was still a hint of laughter in his tone, "Nine Master wields the sword well, and can deal with ordinary Imperial Guards soldiers without any problem. But his footing is unstable. If he encounters someone with even a little internal strength, I'm afraid he will be at a disadvantage."

Chu Qingmeng pondered for a moment, then picked up the Miao Dao again and said seriously, "Wu Qing, this time, bring your inner strength and fight me. I want to see how strong I am."

"Master, no matter how well you handle this sword, I'm afraid you can't beat those with internal force. What's more, Wuqing's internal force is far superior to Feiying and others." The meaning of Kui Wenzhong's words was very simple. If Feiying and others used their internal force, I couldn't beat them. What's more, Feiying might not be able to survive three moves from Wuqing.

"Let's give it a try!" This time, Chu Qingmeng swung the sword with a trace of spiritual power, and the blade felt lighter all of a sudden.

A slashing knife was used, and Wu Qing took it seriously. This knife was the same move that Jiu Ye had used before, but it was obviously more stable. He raised his hand to catch it with his own Yanling knife. However, for fear of hurting her, he did not use his internal force. Unexpectedly, the force of the knife was surprisingly strong. He just managed to block it with his brute force. Before he could say anything in surprise, Chu Qingmeng roared, "Use internal force!"

Then, a stun blade followed by a whip kick landed, Wu Qing's resistance beginning to draw on internal energy. Chu Qingmeng's spiritual power slowly flowed from her fingertips, launching a sweeping strike towards Wu Qing's waist and abdomen. Wu Qing dodged it with a flick of her toes, then landed on the ground with a thrust thrust straight towards his face, blocking it with her blade, thus avoiding injury. Chu Qingmeng paused, slightly out of breath, her hand aching. Although her physical strength had caught up, it was clear that her lack of exercise had left her somewhat stiff.

"Master? You?" Wu Qing frowned and took Chu Qingmeng's hand to check her pulse without caring whether it was rude or not. After confirming that she really had no internal strength, he fell into confusion.

Kui Wenzhong was equally bewildered. He had once felt Jiu Ye's pulse and knew that she indeed had no internal energy. Even if she did, it would be impossible for her to develop it in just a few months. However, those few strikes just now clearly involved internal energy.

"It's not internal force," Chu Qingmeng withdrew his hand, calmed his breath and said calmly, "It's spiritual power. I am a cultivator."

"..." Wen Zhong and Wu Qing stared at Chu Qingmeng with wide eyes in horror. Did they hear correctly?! Cultivating immortals?!

"Okay, stop looking like you've been struck by lightning. We've just begun, just like the stage when you first practiced internal energy. I probably don't have much talent. I've been stuck at this stage since the assassination in the palace. I don't think I can practice internal energy anymore. Can you make do with this?" Chu Qingmeng didn't say that it was the pills that Quan Si gave her every three days that worked, but it was obvious that her father and brother just wanted her to protect herself and not be hurt by internal energy, so they only gave her pills for more than a month. They emphasized that he had a father's love but not too much, and would definitely not give Chu Qingmeng the power to take the initiative to cause trouble.