Chapter 31

Chapter 31: Let’s elope, just the two of us!

Within the courtyard of the lecture hall.

The children all held their books, wanting Mr. Xiao to sign them for keepsake purposes.

Naturally, Mochi couldn’t refuse and signed name after name for each child.

Everyone bid farewell to Mr. Xiao, creating a rather sorrowful scene.

“Mr. Xiao, we should head to the palace to meet His Majesty.”

After an incense stick’s time, Old Eunuch Wei urged with a troubled expression.

[You have entered the Qi Realm.]

Here comes the problem again.

That Heavenly Profound Heart Method book was like it had special powers, making you forget its contents as soon as you read it.

“Qingwan.”

Butterfly was already waiting outside the yard.

“Xu Ming! Just wait! One day, I will definitely beat you!” Xiong Haizhi and his two buddies approached, hands on hips, telling Xu Ming.

“Mother, Master Guoshi”

In this past month, the Heavenly Black Goose slept at least seven or eight periods every day, which equates to fourteen to sixteen hours. It basically did nothing but sleep and eat, looking quite lethargic every day.

Moreover, compared to the tens of thousands of Righteous Aura points accumulated over a year, he still didn’t know what they could do.

After the teacher left, many students stayed behind, wanting others to sign their books.

How could he find some simple spells to learn?

“Ming brother”

The peachwood sword hadn’t touched the leaf, yet the leaf split into two halves.

“Is this Sword Qi?” Xu Ming exclaimed in surprise.

Xu Ming didn’t know whether the Heavenly Black Goose had given up on itself or something else.

Lady Qin wiped her eyes with her hand, turned around, red-eyed, and gently looked at her daughter.

Even Xu Ming felt like he could almost hear the voice of the peachwood sword.

For Master Guoshi to visit her home, Qingwan wasn’t surprised, because Master Guoshi came once or twice every month.

As a string of words popped into Xu Ming’s mind, he paused for a moment.

“Xiong Haizhi, Li San, and Wu Wei seem like they’re going to the army next year,” Pengda said to Xu Ming nearby.

“What’s wrong?” Xu Ming held Qingwan’s small hand.

Mochi straightened up, smiled, and turned to leave.

Xu Ming closed his eyes, looking at the little sapling inside his dantian.

“Hmph!” The trio of Xiong Haizhi grunted, fuming as they turned and left.

As the attribute points of Sword Qi and Sword Intent gradually increased, Xu Ming felt like wielding the peachwood sword became smoother, an indescribably mysterious feeling.

“Ming brother”

Walking back to the front of the Xu Guo Mansion, just as Qingwan was about to follow Xu Ming to play at the Xiao Chun Courtyard, Butterfly spoke: “Miss, Lady Qin and Master Guoshi are waiting inside. Miss, please go back first.”

It was like a warm current flowing through all his meridians, an overly pleasant sensation, akin to the world’s best masseur giving him a full-body spa treatment, hundreds of times better!

When this warm current passed, Xu Ming snapped back to reality, finding himself drenched in sweat, feeling lighter, and his dantian warmly cozy.

Every time Xu Ming practiced a few stances, attribute points would be added.

“Oh, alright.”

This was unimaginable if it were tens of thousands of points for both Sword Qi and Sword Intent.

Although Qingwan was somewhat disheartened, she followed Butterfly back.

Mochi bowed respectfully to his young students, who returned the bow.

“That’s right.” Pengda nodded. “I heard Mother say that the best age for martial practice is eight years old. Eight-year-old children can enter military camps to practice martial arts and temper their bodies. Since they are children of military officers, it’s even more so. Mother says that in our Wu Kingdom, one can fight on the battlefield at fourteen.”

A breeze blew, leaves fell, and just then, a leaf drifted right in front of Xu Ming.

At the Xiao Chun Courtyard, Mother cooked in the kitchen, while Xu Ming practiced swordsmanship in the courtyard.

But without mastering other spells, there was no way to enhance oneself with spiritual energy.

[Sword Qi +3, Sword Intent +3]

“Let’s go back.”

“Next year? Aren’t they only eight next year?” Qingwan counted on her delicate fingers, looking somewhat astonished.

Then Xu Ming gradually adjusted the distance until it reached half a meter from the sword tip, where his Sword Qi finally severed the goose feather.

The Grand Preceptor merely smiled faintly and said, “It’s fine, no need to worry.”

Xu Ming chuckled, “Alright, then I’ll wait.”

My Sword Qi has indeed improved significantly. Even at the Qi Realm entry level, strength and speed shouldn’t show no difference.

Xu Ming guessed there might be a possibility: the Ice Yang Sword Technique he practiced could utilize spiritual energy. Therefore, after entering the Qi Realm, his spiritual energy improved, indirectly enhancing the power of the sword technique.

The veterinarian didn’t know what happened either.

Finally, it was Qingwan who was very worried and invited her State Preceptor Master to diagnose the Heavenly Black Goose.

Xu Ming thought it got sick and specially asked Sister Chunyan to invite a veterinarian over.

Then Xu Ming ignored it.

When Xu Ming finally finished practicing the Ice Yang Sword Technique completely, he suddenly felt his whole body tremble.

Regarding strength, Xu Ming didn’t feel any increase, nor in speed.

“It shouldn’t be like this.”

Before, Xu Ming thought it was sick and specifically asked Sister Chunyan to bring over a vet.

Xu Ming walked to the Heavenly Black Goose’s nest, plucked two of its feathers, placed them two meters away, swung his sword, and the two feathers remained unscathed.

Then Xu Ming decided not to bother with it anymore.

When Xu Ming finally managed to complete a thorough practice of the Ice Yang Sword Technique, he suddenly felt his whole body shiver.

That little sapling emitted a faint glow.

It’s only dozens of Sword Qi attributes now, and it already has such an effect.

Xu Ming seemed to see the earliest class yearbook.

And the most intimidating, the feared “class tyrant” — Xu Ming — even had several little girls blushing, wanting Xu Ming to sign their names.

As for the Heavenly Profound Heart Method?

Xu Ming has been reading it for over a year, and he still couldn’t remember a single word.

The Martial Dynasty established itself through martial prowess, standing for 250 years, becoming one of the ten human kingdoms, not without reason.

Just when Xu Ming was at a loss, Qingwan ran into the courtyard.

Lady Qin happily called out upon returning to the yard.

Now, it’s merely dozens of Sword Qi attributes, yet the effect is already so significant.

Xu Ming wanted to test the power of the Qi Realm.

Xu Ming rubbed his chin.

[Sword Qi +3, Sword Intent +3]

Xu Ming felt he needed to find some simple spells to study.

“Qingwan, come here. Mother and the State Preceptor have something to tell you.”

Qingwan sniffled, looking at Xu Ming.

“Let’s elope, just the two of us!”