"Jin Xiuyang, what nonsense are you spouting!" Lin Fengxiang's face turned pale with anger, her long sword flashing in a circle, scattering dazzling light as it wildly flew towards Jin Xiuyang.

  Jin Xiuyi's face suddenly revealed an expression of extreme shock. He had fought with Lin Fengxiang before and was quite familiar with her Flying Waterfall Sword Technique, but as the sword aura burst out from Lin Fengxiang, its power far exceeded his expectations!

  He let out a strange cry and retreated repeatedly, unexpectedly not daring to provoke Lin Feng's sharp edge.

  It's been just over a month since we last met, how did she change so much and become so fierce!

  As Jin Mingxiu continued to retreat, his three followers let out a loud shout and launched an attack on Lin Fengxiang together, in order to relieve the pressure on Jin Mingxiu.

  Blocked by these three people, Jin Xiuyuan finally caught his breath and his face turned very ugly.

  Before this, his strength was on par with Lin Fengxiang's, but now he was actually killed to the point where he could only flee in disarray. How could he bear it?

  He shouted angrily and joined the battle group, fighting Lin Xiangxiang with three others.

  Lin Fengxiang was fearless, her long sword flashing with a series of swift and mysterious moves. Although she was outnumbered four to one, the Flying Waterfall Sword Technique that Zhou Heng had helped her refine was incredibly powerful, allowing her not only to hold her own but even gain the upper hand!

  She was filled with surprise and admiration for Zhou Heng.

  "You scoundrel, why don't you call your lover to come together?" Jin Xiuming, seeing that his kung fu was no match for Lin Xiangxiang, began to fight dirty and cursed loudly.

  Lin Fengxiang had never been splashed with such dirty water before, and she couldn't help but feel both angry and indignant. She danced her long sword even more urgently, each sword strike sharp and piercing.

  "Haha, the little scoundrel is still quite protective of her adulterous husband, knowing that the little bastard isn't capable of much!" Jin Xiuying retreated in disarray, his mouth too foul, having endured more than half of Lin Xiangxiang's attacks.

  "Despicable person, this little white face has no talent and is not handsome, but he's strong in bed. How did you fall for him? Was it because he made you feel too good?"

  "Damn it! If I had known you were like this, I wouldn't have wasted my time pursuing you. Let me show you my skills!"

  Lin Fengxiang was so angry that her whole body trembled. She knew that Jin Xiuyuan was a spoiled rich kid, indulging in sensual pleasures and extravagance, but she had not expected him to be so vulgar and despicable inside!

  She unleashed her divine might, and the improved Flying Waterfall Sword Technique made it more and more pure and round, with her sharp sword light filling the sky.

  "We can't hold on anymore!"

  "Let's withdraw!"

  Kim Soo-young's three followers all shouted loudly, although they were under less pressure, but if something happened to Kim Soo-young, they would be skinned alive!

  "Ah——" Jin Xiuying let out a mournful cry, his left arm was struck by a sword, fresh blood splattered everywhere, the pain made him tear up, "Run! Run quickly!"

  He made a false move with his sword and then turned around and ran. The three followers quickly covered him, and the four of them retreated swiftly.

  "Hmph!" Lin Xiang returned with a huff, her chest heaving with agitation, despite having the upper hand. The waves of anger still rippled through her, causing her breasts to rise and fall enticingly.

  "Senior——" She walked up to Zhou Heng's side and stopped, with a hint of puzzlement in her eyes.

  Jin Xiuming and others had previously belittled Zhou Heng to the point of being worthless, although those people were not capable of producing anything good, but they also had no reason to deliberately fabricate a story, what's the point of that?

  She wasn't a fool to begin with, and suddenly thought that Zhou Heng had never really fought with himself from start to finish, only showing his innate talent in martial arts, but never showing his true state!

  Lin Fengxiang couldn't help but stare at Zhou Heng's lips, as if there was a flower blooming there, her eyes fixed on them without blinking.

  Zhou Heng's lips grew fine fluff, because he had not yet grown into a real man, and his whiskers were not much different from the fluff.

  And her father, even after shaving, would leave a patch of stubble, which was completely different!

  Can an invincible strongman keep his youth forever, but can he also restore his body back to its youthful state?

  "How old are you, exactly?" Lin Fengxiang had a faint feeling that she had been deceived in a big way!

  "Seventeen!" Zhou Heng had no intention of deceiving her from the start, but Lin Fengxiang insisted on calling him senior, what could he do? So he replied with a straight face and added, "I'll be eighteen after the New Year!"

  Lin Fengxiang almost fainted!

  She actually called a junior two years younger than herself "senior" for half a day! And she even coquettishly pestered him, now thinking back, she only felt her face burning with shame, and wished to find a hole in the ground to bury herself in!

  How embarrassing!

  How detestable! How infuriating! This guy clearly knew he had made a huge misunderstanding, but instead of clearing it up, he just let himself continue to be misunderstood. Does he enjoy watching himself make a fool of himself?

  She stared tightly at Zhou Heng with her clear and distinct black and white eyes, yet full of deep hatred, her teeth gritting with a cracking sound.

  "You scoundrel!" Her pretty face blushed like a sunset glow, with an indescribable radiant charm.

  Zhou Heng spread out his hands and said: "I've already told you I'm not a senior, it's you who insists on calling me that!"

  Lin Feng thought for a moment, indeed it was true. But who could have imagined that a young man could completely break through her Flying Waterfall Sword Technique? Who could have imagined that a young man's single sword strike would make her unable to even defend or dodge?

  After Zhou Heng helped her improve her Fei Pu swordsmanship, she naturally became even more convinced of Zhou Heng's senior status. Who would have thought... who would have thought...

  I'd rather die! Forget it!

  Lin Fengxiang's face was as red as fire, she glared at Zhou Heng fiercely, her hands on her hips, and said: "You little rascal, you made me lose so much face, how are you going to make it up to me?"

  What? Suddenly I've been promoted from junior to sister, while he's dropped from senior to little rascal?

  Zhou Heng smiled as he looked at this beautiful girl, and in his embarrassment, he used this tone to cover up his awkwardness. He scratched his head and said, "What do you want?"

  Lin Fengxiang supported her fragrant cheek and thought for a moment, strictly speaking, she had taken advantage of the great opportunity. After making up for it, Fei Pu Jian Fa could be said to be worth a city, and would become the strongest martial skill in Jiuling Zong!

  Can you let this despicable guy off so easily after making such a big fool of yourself?

  The most infuriating thing is that this bastard still has no conscience at all, just looking at him makes her angry!

  "I want to give Dad a new year's gift, and then come to the mountain to try my luck!" She thought for a moment, clapped her hands, "How about this, you help me get something that makes me happy, and I'll let bygones be bygones!"

  This bastard's strength is formidable; if we join forces, we can kill a demonic beast at the Bone Tempering stage!

  Zhou Heng couldn't help but laugh and said: "The words I prepared for you haven't lost their original meaning!"

  "What's important is the intention!" Lin Xiangxiang glared at him, feeling even more that this little brat was detestable, just looking at him made her angry.

  "It doesn't matter what gift you give, as long as it's thoughtful!" Zhou Heng continued in agreement.

  "You——" Lin Fengxiang was about to explode with anger, how could there be such a despicable guy!

  "Let's go find a gift!" Zhou Heng nodded, suddenly thinking of his own father who would also be returning for the New Year, and he too wanted to give a gift to Zhou Dinghai.

  Lin Fengxiang glanced at him and thought to herself: What's gotten into this little scoundrel, why has he suddenly changed his mind?

  Isn't it just trying to please oneself?

  Hmph, she's not that easy to deal with!

  The two of them set out on foot and began searching all over the mountains and fields.

  The Pingtian mountain range is a huge treasure trove, with precious spiritual herbs and rare fruits, as well as scarce metal minerals, and also has demonic beasts! Some demonic beasts can only be eaten as food, but some demonic beasts are actually perfect supplements, their effects not one bit inferior to those of spiritual herbs!

  It's easy to say that, but for two people to find some spiritual grass, minerals or monsters in the deep mountains, they would need a lot of luck!

  What's more, it was a heavy snowstorm at that time, which added even more difficulty.

  The two men walked for a whole day without any results, and when night fell, they found a clean cave to hide in and lit a fire to drive away the cold. Lin Fengxiang was still resentful, but she had no intention of talking to Zhou Heng at all.

  Zhou Heng was delighted and quiet, leaning against the cave wall with his eyes closed, beginning to study Ling Tian's second move.

  From the initial arduous progress, to gradually grasping the form, and now understanding a hint of intent, Zhou Heng has a feeling that the more deeply he masters it, the less energy is consumed when using the Ling Tian Nine Forms, yet its power becomes even greater!

  Ling Tian Jiu Shi, as if it were created by the natural world, only to obtain its shape, one needs to use their own true yuan force to forcefully push the sword technique. But grasping the intent, can resonate with heaven and earth, one sword moves, heaven and earth respond in harmony.

  Zhou Heng was passionate about martial arts, and there was a high mountain in front of him waiting to be conquered. He was naturally filled with excitement, and had no mind to bother with a spoiled young lady who was making a fuss.

  Looking at Zhou Heng's appearance of closing his eyes and cultivating his spirit, Lin Fengxiang couldn't help but feel a wave of anger in her heart.

  Is she really that ugly? This bastard didn't even look at her straight, but instead closed his eyes! You know how many young heroes of the Jiuling Sect revolve around her, just talking to her for a sentence would make them ecstatic. Now Lin Xiaojie is sitting next to him, and this bastard actually pretends to close his eyes?

  How hateful!

  Lin Fengxiang's mouth twitched slightly as she imagined Zhou Heng kneeling at her feet, crying and begging for mercy, and couldn't help but laugh out loud at the thought.

  As soon as the laughter sounded, she knew something was wrong. Sure enough, Zhou Heng glanced at her with a strange look in his eyes!

  I'm despised! I've actually been despised!

  She was so ashamed and indignant that she almost hit her head against a rock.

  She turned her back and refused to look at Zhou Heng, her wonderful eyes staring at a slightly protruding stone on the mountain wall, as if she had taken it for Zhou Heng. She gnashed her teeth in hatred, while using her slender hand to draw circles on the ground, cursing him. Unbeknownst to her, her eyelids grew heavy and she fell into a dreamland.

  "You despicable guy! I will definitely, definitely, definitely get you back!"

  She murmured in her sleep.

  P.S: I think this chapter is quite fun to write~