Chapter 13

Chapter 013: Changed Perspectives

“Knock, knock, knock!”

The sound of knocking echoed.

Lu Ye opened his eyes and couldn’t help but exclaim softly.

Linghu Wushuang!

What’s this brat doing here? According to the timeline, he and Linghu Wushuang haven’t crossed paths yet.

Their first encounter would be during the Sect-wide Disciple Competition, where he would be the champion and Linghu Wushuang the runner-up.

Speaking of which, ever since the Dark Turmoil and that brat’s death, it’s been about four thousand years since he last saw him.

But that’s how cultivation is; a strong person can casually retreat for hundreds or even thousands of years.

Last life, Lu Ye used to think that on Earth, old folks in their fifties or sixties were wise, so what about cultivators who live for hundreds or thousands of years? How wise must they be?

Turns out, it’s pretty much the same.

In fact, many strong individuals aren’t even as wise as ordinary folks grinding through life.

A cultivator’s life consists of cultivation, cultivation, cultivation, then heading to remote mountains to dig for ancient tombs, seek relics, and hunt for spiritual items.

Then it’s more cultivation, cultivation, cultivation.

Who has time for scheming and plotting?

The rule of cultivators is simple: the stronger your fist, the more badass you are.

Lu Ye opened the door and looked at Linghu Wushuang.

“Senior Brother, what brings you here?” Lu Ye asked with a smile.

“You are Lu Ye?” Linghu Wushuang eyed him up and down.

Clad in green, with a youthful and handsome face exuding vibrance, he wore a warm smile, and though his gaze held some depth, he didn’t seem as scary as Yue Hongling described!

“That’s right, I’m Lu Ye.”

“You seem to know me?”

“Of course, I know the esteemed name of Senior Brother Linghu. Condensing the Yuan Dan in two months and eleven days is truly commendable.”

Linghu Wushuang couldn’t help but smile; after all, he was still a young man.

“Wrong! It’s two months and eleven days—on the first day, I didn’t cultivate.”

“Well, that makes it even more impressive.”

“Nope!”

Linghu Wushuang instantly caught on, his expression serious.

“I’m here to challenge you, so stop with the light-heartedness!”

Lu Ye was taken aback.

Challenge?

It’s been ages since anyone has challenged him.

“Alright then!”

Lu Ye didn’t mind giving Linghu Wushuang a few pointers—after all, he was quite the valiant fellow.

Linghu Wushuang…

There was something a bit off.

What was it?

Ah, Lu Ye was just being too friendly.

Forget it, let’s fight!

A long sword appeared in Linghu Wushuang’s hand, and they moved to the courtyard, creating some distance.

“What’s your realm?” Linghu Wushuang asked.

He couldn’t tell what level Lu Ye was at.

“Yuan Dan; come at me!”

“Alright, I won’t hold back.”

In an instant, his long sword glimmered white, launching an attack at high speed.

Lu Ye raised his hand and gently deflected the sword, closing the distance quickly with a punch. Linghu Wushuang moved to block, the sword spinning in response.

Before the sword could reach him, Lu Ye’s foot had already kicked Linghu Wushuang’s calf, while his punch transformed into a palm, capturing Linghu Wushuang’s wrist.

With a twist, Linghu Wushuang went flying.

He quickly regained his balance and countered with a sword strike—only to hit air.

Lu Ye didn’t pursue.

Linghu Wushuang narrowed his eyes; this was merely sparring, so he couldn’t fault Lu Ye for being straightforward.

His calf throbbed; that dude’s speed was on another level.

“Let’s go again!”

“Chixia Sword Technique!”

White light transformed into red, striking swiftly.

Lu Ye dodged, the sword slicing through the air. Linghu Wushuang was about to change his tactic when Lu Ye slapped down on the sword, causing it to tremble violently.

At the same time, Lu Ye side-kicked again.

Linghu Wushuang tilted again, watching as a fist enlarged right in front of his eyes.

Just before impact, Lu Ye changed his fist into a claw, grabbed Linghu Wushuang by the collar, and tossed him out.

Linghu Wushuang fought to stabilize himself, managing to stay on his feet.

Still, that was some heavy-duty grounding!

Linghu Wushuang fell silent.

Lu Ye also kept quiet; all his points were in his movements—he figured Linghu Wushuang would understand.

“I can’t match your skills!” Linghu Wushuang said with some frustration.

No kidding! If you were as strong as me, I’d have wasted all those years!

“But my comprehension ability is strong; this sword technique—the second form of the Chixia Sword Technique—do you think you can block it?”

Lu Ye nodded. “Please proceed!”

“Xia Wu Gu Fei!”

The sword energy turned into radiant clouds, illuminating the entire courtyard, and with a sudden flash, it struck with the speed of a startled crane.

Lu Ye threw a punch.

“Smack!”

The sword energy shattered under his fist.

At this point, the outcome was clear.

Linghu Wushuang…

“Why have I never heard of your name before? You’re so strong—how can you be so obscure?” Linghu Wushuang exclaimed.

Lu Ye smiled and replied, “To cultivate is to practice, and to be still in cultivation is also a form of practice. There are countless methods of cultivation, yet all paths lead back to the same place.”

“Who did you hear that from?” Linghu Wushuang was shocked again.

“I read it in a book. It was said like that, and I found it impressive, so I memorized it thinking I’d show off later.”

Linghu Wushuang gave a thumbs-up.

“I’ll remember that—gotta find a chance to show off too. Lu Ye, right? I’ll remember your name; you’re strong and cool!”

“Yep, safe travels—no need to see you off.”

“Farewell!”

Once Linghu Wushuang left, Lu Ye resumed his cultivation. He was currently pushing towards the seventh layer of Yuan Dan, and it seemed he would be the top cultivator of this session in the Grand Dao Sect.

Of course, Lu Ye didn’t care much about that empty title.

Linghu Wushuang walked along the path, mumbling to himself.

“Lu Ye doesn’t seem as scary as Hongling described; he actually seems quite fun and gentle.”

“Could it be that Hongling lied?”

“But no, when she said that, she ground her teeth; it didn’t seem fake.”

“Then what’s up with that?”

Just then, a girl approached, donned in a stunning green dress, with a delicate beauty and fair skin, her big eyes captivating.

Although she wasn’t as tall as Yue Hongling, her looks were on par.

Are there this many beauties on Bai Lan Peak?

However, this beauty exuded a cold demeanor, passing him without even a glance, as if he was just a tree by the roadside.

What a pity—a gorgeous girl who’s also a blind spot for him.

Linghu Wushuang kept his eyes on the stunning girl until he saw her reach Lu Ye’s door.

She adjusted her dress, knelt on the ground, lowering her head.

Kneeling!

Kneeling in front of Lu Ye’s door!

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What the hell!

Am I dreaming?

Such a beautiful girl—no, not just beautiful; she’s at the Yuan Dan realm too.

And she just knelt outside Lu Ye’s door.

It’s said that a man’s knees hold gold, but for a woman, kneeling can flip the world upside down.

And here she was just kneeling for Lu Ye.

Linghu Wushuang was dumbfounded, staring for several minutes.

Wow, just moments ago, he thought highly of Lu Ye, and now he’s witnessing this shocking scene.

If he had such a beautiful Dao Companion, he wouldn’t mind kneeling for her every day—this, this, this…

Wait a minute!

Linghu Wushuang’s realization hit again.

This girl knelt at Lu Ye’s door, and with Lu Ye’s cultivation level, he had to know.

Yet, he didn’t open the door!!!

He just let this stunning girl kneel there. My Infinite Celestial Lord, my Dao Source Emperor, my Daoist Ancestor, my Saint!

At this moment, Linghu Wushuang’s entire worldview was turned upside down.

Women, beautiful women, were no longer untouchable in his heart!

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