The Condensing Light Long Sword was gripped in Xiao Mo's hand.

Each time Xiao Mo swung it, the crimson light left a brief afterimage in the air.

Moreover, the longer Xiao Mo used it, the better the Condensing Light Long Sword's warming effect on the spiritual power within his body became.

Even the overly sharp sword qi seemed to be gently wrapped by this long sword, avoiding damage to Xiao Mo's spiritual meridians and allowing him to have better control over his sword qi.

It must be said, this Fairy Jiang from Ten Thousand Swords Sect had truly given him a good item.

With this sword, plus his current talent, Xiao Mo was confident he could break through to Foundation Building within four months.

Just as Xiao Mo was practicing the Grass Character Sword Formula more and more smoothly, even gradually entering the Dao and falling into a state of selflessness, a white sword light fell before him.

Xiao Mo didn't stop, directly meeting this white sword light.

"Clang, clang, clang!"

Both were using the Grass Character Sword Formula.

The woman also suppressed her realm to the eighth level of Qi Refinement. However, compared to Xiao Mo, the woman's every move was more composed, even carrying a hint of casualness but soon, a flash of surprise passed through the woman's eyes, and she gradually became serious.

"Clang!"

After exchanging fifty moves, the long sword in Xiao Mo's hand was knocked away by the woman's sword.

The long sword pierced into the ground, shattering the floor tiles, its body humming.

The woman's long sword was also positioned at Xiao Mo's neck.

The woman's brows furrowed slightly. She gripped the long sword and used its flat side to tap the acupoints on both sides of Xiao Mo's shoulders, then took a step forward, extending her pale fingers to point at Xiao Mo's heart.

Xiao Mo couldn't move, only able to feel the woman's domineering spiritual power penetrating his body, probing his spiritual meridians and bone structure.

Xiao Mo didn't resist, mainly because resistance would be useless.

Half a cup of tea later, the woman withdrew her jade fingers and unsealed Xiao Mo's acupoints.

"Fairy Jiang, what's wrong?" Xiao Mo asked.

The woman flourished her sword and sheathed it. Her thin lips beneath the veil parted, her tone as cold as always, "Nothing. It's just that your progress today is remarkably swift. Not only have you entered the eighth level of Qi Refinement, but the circulation of spiritual power in your body is exceptionally smooth. When practicing sword techniques, you also enter the Dao more easily. I suspected you might have used some unorthodox methods."

"..." Xiao Mo was somewhat speechless but didn't show it on his face. "Perhaps my recent cultivation has gradually entered a good state."

Fortunately, whether it was the Dragon Thunder Liquid or the Great Dao Marrow Cleansing Liquid, once used, they would completely merge with the bloodline and disappear without a trace, undetectable by others.

Otherwise, he really wouldn't be able to explain.

Regarding Xiao Mo's answer, Jiang Qingyi nodded thoughtfully.

Although his progress was somewhat inexplicable, this was the only explanation.

Indeed, in this world, there were all kinds of people. Some people made faster progress the more they cultivated.

Some people even languished in the Nascent Soul realm for a thousand years, until the last moment of their lives when they broke through to the Jade Simplicity realm, then soared continuously afterward, reaching Ascension.

"Why didn't I see Fairy Jiang yesterday?"

Xiao Mo looked at Jiang Qingyi's contemplative expression and changed the subject, afraid she still wasn't reassured and would insist on questioning him thoroughly.

"Yesterday I went to see someone." Jiang Qingyi spoke, her expression carrying some displeasure.

"Someone?" Xiao Mo asked curiously.

"Princess Qinyang of the Qin Kingdom, Qin Mujiu."

Jiang Qingyi held her long sword. Recalling yesterday's conversation with Qin Siyao, she couldn't help but rub the corners of her eyes, as if feeling somewhat troubled.

"However, speaking of which, Your Majesty truly has remarkable romantic fortune."

Jiang Qingyi raised her head, looking at Xiao Mo with a half-smile.

"Your Majesty can not only marry Yan Ruxue, the Zhou Kingdom's foremost talented lady, but even that princess of the Qin Kingdom will also enter the palace to serve Your Majesty.

Your Majesty's cold and quiet rear palace seems to be becoming more and more lively."

"Fairy Jiang, please don't tease Us. One daughter of the Yan family is already more than We can handle. Now with another Qin Kingdom princess, who knows how much more trouble there will be... Comparatively speaking, it's still more comfortable getting along with Fairy Jiang."

Xiao Mo shook his head helplessly.

"Oh?" Jiang Qingyi blinked at Xiao Mo. "Your Majesty's meaning is, you also want to bring me into the rear palace?"

"We don't mean that..."

Xiao Mo looked at the woman before him and joked.

"However, if Fairy Jiang wants to play at being a consort, that's not impossible. You may choose whatever title you like."

"Hehe?" Jiang Qingyi laughed coldly. "If Your Majesty wants to take me to fill the rear palace, that's fine. Wait until the day you can defeat me in combat."

As her words fell, the long sword in Jiang Qingyi's hand thrust out. Xiao Mo was startled and drew the sword beside him that was stuck in the ground to parry.

Jiang Qingyi's sword speed was somewhat faster than before, and every time she found an opening, she would tap Xiao Mo with the flat of her blade.

Xiao Mo suffered terribly.

"Boom!"

An incense stick's worth of time later, Xiao Mo was forced into a corner against the wall. Jiang Qingyi thrust her sword beside Xiao Mo's ear, pinning him against the wall.

The two were very close.

A light breeze blew past, and the woman's veil could gently brush against Xiao Mo's chin.

Xiao Mo was certain.

She was in a bad mood.

She had just been venting on him but Xiao Mo couldn't guess the reason.

"Does Fairy Jiang have some grievance with that Princess Qinyang of the Qin Kingdom?" Xiao Mo asked directly.

"No grievance. It's just that I dislike all women in the world!" Jiang Qingyi said coldly. "Including myself."

Xiao Mo was speechless.

"It seems Your Majesty currently has no way to bring me into the rear palace. Your Majesty should cultivate for a few hundred more years before trying."

Jiang Qingyi withdrew her long sword and turned to leave the Dao Inquiry Platform.

"Fairy Jiang." Xiao Mo called out.

"Does Your Majesty have something else?" Jiang Qingyi turned her head slightly, glancing at Xiao Mo.

"Tomorrow is Fairy Jiang's birthday. I wonder if Fairy Jiang has time? The Zhou Kingdom is willing to hold a banquet for Fairy Jiang to celebrate your birthday." Xiao Mo asked.

"How does Your Majesty know tomorrow is my birthday?" Jiang Qingyi asked.

"Fairy Jiang is, after all, the National Preceptor sent by Ten Thousand Swords Sect. The Zhou Kingdom naturally must know Fairy Jiang's birthday to avoid being impolite."

"The birthday banquet is unnecessary." Jiang Qingyi said coldly. "I don't like liveliness."

"Then what kind of birthday gift would Fairy Jiang like? Otherwise, it would truly appear that the Zhou Kingdom has been negligent." Xiao Mo asked again.

Jiang Qingyi thought for a moment and spoke, "An osmanthus cake."

"Osmanthus cake?" Xiao Mo was stunned.

"Yes, just one osmanthus cake will do, but it should be as large as a millstone."

Xiao Mo was speechless.

"What's wrong?" Jiang Qingyi turned around. "Can't it be done?"

"That's easy enough, but just one osmanthus cake?"

"Mm."

Jiang Qingyi nodded, looking directly into Xiao Mo's eyes.

"One osmanthus cake... will do..."

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