Zhou Xuanwu always radiated his spiritual awareness from high in the sky.
Although he occasionally daydreamed, influenced by Lin Shuang’s trash talk, and enjoyed the snowy mountain scenery, he quickly scolded himself for his lack of determination and returned to his focused state.

Perhaps because his high-altitude sword control allowed him to see the surroundings for dozens of miles, or perhaps because the convoy’s carriage dragged the fourteen captured bandits with them, no other mountain bandits dared to approach along the way.

However, Zhou Xuanwu’s state of mind became increasingly tense with each passing day.

“Junior Brother Xiao, your Diamond Sutra… has strengthened again?”

On the morning of the third day, Zhou Xuanwu landed with his sword, seeing Xiao Qi’s vibrant spirit, along with the enhanced golden aura on his hands and face.


“Heh, it’s strengthened a bit more.” Xiao Qi scratched his head.

After saying that, he switched his cultivation technique and sent a sword strike toward a stone ten miles away.

Instantly, the stone shattered and turned into mist.

Zhou Xuanwu widened his eyes.
“Your Dragon-Transforming Sword has also improved!”

“Hehe, I’ve improved a bit,” Xiao Qi scratched his head.

How did he manage that?

Zhou Xuanwu was shaken.

Three times a day, Zhou Xuanwu would land with his sword, and almost every time, he could witness Xiao Qi’s visible breakthroughs in cultivation, techniques, and swordsmanship.

This cultivation speed was truly astonishing.

“It’s nothing special, just proficiently mastering the cultivation methods of the Ebbinghaus Forgetting Curve and the Learning Pyramid.”

“???”

Zhou Xuanwu was completely puzzled but soon turned his skeptical gaze toward Lin Shuang.

Recently, every time Xiao Qi looked at her, his face was filled with amazement and admiration.

And in Xiao Qi’s gaze as he beheld the first light of the day—

Lin Shuang stood up.

Finally, she rose from the two broad swords she had been kneeling on.

Her green robe fluttered, with red cords swaying between the sleeves.


As she looked at Xiao Qi, a hint of smile and anticipation played in her black pupils on her snowy cheeks.

“You’ve stepped into the second layer of the Diamond Sutra.”

Xiao Qi’s golden robe fluttered in the wind as he gazed at her, responding, “Meeting you today, I’ve designated it as my fat-burning day.”

Zhou Xuanwu: “?”

In an instant, Xiao Qi gestured, and a brilliant golden light enveloped him.
His handsome face became solemn.
“On this day, I will definitely endure for the duration of a stick of incense!”

Lin Shuang’s lips curved into a smile as she lightly tapped her clean chin.

Extending her hand, she gracefully retrieved one of the broad swords from beneath her.

“Come.”

Zhou Xuanwu: “???”

On the northern outskirts of the vast wild mountains, atop a cloud-shrouded peak near a town.

A fierce-looking man with a severed arm wielded a large iron hammer as he sped forward.

One hundred miles behind him was a disheveled man in a mask, chasing after him.

“Hmm, two at the ninth level of Qi Refinement and one at the third level?”

“Haha, they came to me without me having to work.
After I suck their blood and qi, my essence will recover.
At that time, I won’t be afraid of pursuit!”

The ferocious man with the iron hammer bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood in an instant, accelerating towards Zhou Xuanwu and the direction of the convoy.

Author’s Note:

“Zhao’s Sect Master’s Notes 9”: Every time you learn a new technique, you must review it regularly, or you will quickly become unfamiliar.
The time and frequency of review should be based on Sister’s Forgetting Curve.
Too little review yields poor results, while excessive review is wasteful.

Xiao Qi: I’ve really been an idiot.
Senior Brother didn’t tell me earlier! Shanhai Sect is no good!

Zhou Xuanwu: I’ve been an idiot too.
Why are you speaking so softly? Don’t you want me to hear?

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