“What did that little girl comprehend in the sword marks?”
“This phenomenon is at least ten times more astonishing than the earlier commotion.”
“…..”
The onlookers could see something unusual happening, yet they had no clue about the chaos on top of the Sword Building.
They wished they had wings to fly up and take a peek.
On the high platform.
The elders were lost in thought.
Only that girl from the Yantian Sect stood there, seemingly oblivious.
Her eyes, without focus, suddenly snapped back to reality.
“Little Chulong… shouldn’t be here.”
“And she definitely shouldn’t see the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks…”
After mumbling softly, complex lines swirled in her eyes—chaos intertwined.
If Li Mo were present, he might find it eerily familiar.
The eye technique she was using carried a hint of the essence of the Heavenly Fate Divine Eye.
Moments later.
The girl’s face gradually paled, her otherworldly eyes becoming confused and dazed.
It was all a mess.
Totally messed up…..
…….
Above the Sword Building.
Could that little girl really grasp divine skills from the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks?
Everyone held their breath, pondering this ridiculous thought.
Elder Zeng seemed like a god.
“Once Chulong got close, it felt as if the sword mark and the stone were growing increasingly vivid.”
Li Mo’s feelings intensified.
It was as if something was brewing within that sword mark stone.
Also, it seemed there was a spirit beyond his understanding that was awakening.
“Besides the sword marks, the stone carrying them can’t exactly be called a dead object.”
Ying Bing said softly.
She seemed to understand why, in the last life, Han Zhen—who didn’t practice swordsmanship and lacked martial arts—still dared to take such a huge risk fighting for the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks.
Suddenly.
She noticed Li Mo pulling out paper and brush.
“What are you…”
“I want to try and see if I can draw the sword mark stone. If I succeed, won’t I be able to study it every day?”
“……”
If this drawing actually came out right.
It should…. count as an exquisite observation diagram, right?
Ying Bing momentarily didn’t know what to say to him.
He was usually a pretty reliable dude.
And yet, he occasionally came up with utterly nonsensical, fanciful ideas.
It was both childish and frustrating…..
“Just consider it practice for the brush.”
Li Mo eagerly spread out the paper.
Just as he was about to grab the ink stick, a slender hand snatched it away first.
The black ink stick made her hand appear even purer than jade.
She ground it slowly, and the inkstone became a lovely blur.
“Why aren’t you drawing?”
Ying Bing tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, only to notice Li Mo staring at her as if he were frozen.
“Uh-huh, drawing….”
Little Li came back to his senses.
He began to write seriously.
Ying Bing shifted her gaze, her eyes full of confusion again.
“Aren’t you drawing the stone?”
“Hmm?”
Li Mo looked down.
With just a few strokes, he had drawn a girl in a greenish-blue skirt, delicately grinding ink with fragrant red sleeves…
Clearly, it was a painting of a beauty.
“Wrong one, let’s try again.”
Li Mo cleared his throat and put the sketch away.
Afterward, he focused on the unusual stone not far away.
At that moment.
Jiang Chulong approached the strange stone, biting her lip.
This was something that someone wanted, so it wasn’t trash—she couldn’t just take it.
But she wanted to touch it…
You can’t just mess with other people’s stuff, right?
Little Jiang was unsure, so she turned her head.
Just in time to lock eyes with Li Mo.
Brother Li gave her an encouraging look.
“Uh-huh, I… I get it…”
If Brother Li thought it was okay, then it must be fine.
So her little hand no longer hesitated.
Just as Elder Zeng finally reacted, his eyes bulging, he didn’t even get to finish the sentence “Be careful, the sword-mark stone can’t be touched recklessly!”
Buzz—
Buzz—
Buzz—
In the midst of confusion, a magnificent roar echoed through heaven and earth, making nearly everyone in the vicinity feel completely insignificant.
The waterfall and the clear spring formed a small inner realm, resembling an external scene, but was actually an internal realm being released.
At the moment Jiang Chulong touched it.
This little inner realm completely rejoiced; fish leapt from the water, growing bigger and smoother, while lotus flowers, water plants, and duckweed began to flourish.
Shallow green grass rapidly spread from Jiang Chulong, covering the entire top of the Sword Building.
Everything was blooming.
What Jiang Chulong saw was even more than what others could perceive.
In her eyes was a scene above the blue sky.
A blurry figure floated like a celestial being, with black hair dancing wildly, a sword intent that shocked the heavens.
He gently raised his hand and grasped a blade of grass.
As if wielding an invisible sword, he casually swung it.
The heavens seemed to have been sliced open, clouds dissipating, and space collapsing shattering into shards.
“I need to… remember… this sword strike.”
Jiang Chulong’s mind raced with countless sword moves, performing in her thoughts.
Unconsciously, even the Wild Grass Sword Canon began to shift…
“What kind of martial arts is she understanding?”
“Could it be that a divine skill will emerge today?”
All present felt a connection to the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks, raising their heads in contemplation, unable to regain their senses for a long time.
“This stone is really hard to draw….”
Ke Mo exhaled a mouthful of air.
Even with his current level of consciousness strength, drawing it felt incredibly difficult.
He could only pause for now to regain his focus.
No worries.
When he observed the strange stone later, he could naturally get closer.
Then, it wouldn’t be too late to recreate the drawing.
……
Not far away.
Yin Mianmian squinted, watching Jiang Chulong with a thoughtful expression.
She initially planned to wait until either Ke Mo or Ying Bing grasped something before making her move.
But now, this opportunity had come early.
“Wasn’t the little lady from Da Yu reduced to a waste due to her sword bone being dug out? So why now…?”
Her expression changed several times, and Yin Mianmian finally sighed lightly.
Jiang Chulong’s small figure vaguely reminded her of someone.
It would be better to wait until Jiang Chulong finished her understanding before making a move; it would also fulfill that remarkable girl’s favor…
….
After a short while.
Jiang Chulong slowly woke up.
“I…. I’m alright.”
She tightened the hem of her clothes and ran out from the waterfall, all the aura and ambiance feeling profoundly familiar and entirely unharmed.
When she reached Ke Mo, she paused, her little face shy, resembling a kitten yearning for praise.
“What did you realize?”
Ke Mo retracted his gaze from afar and smiled, asking her.
“Grass!”
Little Jiang was ecstatic, her voice bright.
Elder Zeng, ever concerned, momentarily froze, leaving the old man flabbergasted.
Everyone else: “…..”
Ke Mo: “…..”
The adorable little master really shouldn’t be using such language!
Alright.
He understood that Jiang Chulong meant she made progress with the Wild Grass Sword Canon.
“My head… feels like… like there’s a sword in it….”
“And then… then what my teacher taught… also….”
Jiang Chulong stammered.
“She’s saying her consciousness left an imprint of the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks.”
“And what she has always practiced has improved, plus she got two sword moves.”
Ke Mo translated.
“Consciousness imprint?”
“She treated the Horizontal Cloud Sword Marks as an observation diagram?!”
Elder Zeng was utterly dumbfounded.
“What about the two sword moves?” he hurriedly asked again.
“They’re… even better than the sword strike you used to split the waterfall…”
“Is it really a divine skill?!”
Elder Zeng was incredibly astonished.
His expression changed several times as he pondered long and hard, then, clearing his throat, he announced loudly to everyone below:
“Everyone need not wonder any longer; what this little girl has comprehended are two top-tier sword moves from a rare skill!”
“Rare skill?”
The crowd’s first reaction was uncertainty.
Was that terrifying noise just a rare skill?
Even if it’s a top-tier rare skill, that still seems highly unlikely…
Elder Zeng didn’t delve into that question.
He exchanged a glance with Ke Mo.
With his hands behind his back, he scanned the area and then added:
“Hu Mei, you should talk too.”
Hu Mei was the girl mentioned by Yin Mianmian.
