640: Chapter 640 She seems to have become an outsider!

"Alright, Shuang'er, then you must be careful! If you can't hold on, I will stop in time!"

Meng Shuyan glanced at Luo Qingshuang with a complex expression, sighed slightly, and then waved her fair hand.

In the hand of her spiritual sense clone, a spirit sword instantly condensed, and then it attacked directly.

Meanwhile, Meng Shuyan flickered and arrived at a nearby pavilion meant for resting, sitting on one of the stone benches to carefully observe Luo Qingshuang's condition.

"Thank you, Revered Master!"

An imperceptible look of gratitude flashed across Luo Qingshuang's pretty face, her tone cold.

Facing the attacking spiritual sense clone, she held her spirit sword and went to meet it.

"Heavenly Frost Sword Heart Art!"

A cold light suddenly appeared in Luo Qingshuang's eyes, and her entire body burst with a dazzling blue light. The bundle of light blue hair behind her also floated up, emitting a faint glow.

She suddenly swung the spirit sword in her hand, releasing endless Heavenly Frost Sword Qi.

In an instant, layers of frost condensed on the ground, spreading in all directions.

The ice-blue Heavenly Frost Sword Qi transformed into rivers of Sword Qi, attacking Meng Shuyan's spiritual sense clone.

Meng Shuyan's spiritual sense clone did not speak, simply swinging its sword to attack.

The powerful Heavenly Frost Sword Qi had little effect, easily shattered by streaks of multicolored sword light.

"So strong."

Luo Qingshuang's expression was solemn as she swung her sword and attacked again.

She condensed even more Heavenly Frost Sword Qi to meet the multicolored sword light head-on.

Rumble—!

Two different types of Sword Intent collided in the air, causing the surrounding Heaven and Earth Spiritual Qi to fall into utter chaos.

Meng Shuyan's spiritual sense clone quickly and firmly suppressed Luo Qingshuang.

Before long, streaks of blood appeared on Luo Qingshuang's black martial outfit, her delicate face was covered in dust, and her once-tied long hair was now disheveled, making her look somewhat disheveled.

Seeing this, Meng Shuyan's willow-like brows furrowed slightly, a hint of heartache flashing across her pretty face.

Several times she wanted to make her spiritual sense clone stop, but when she saw the stubborn look in Luo Qingshuang's eyes, she gave up on the idea.

"Sigh, it's all Yun'er's fault. Shuang'er is only practicing so desperately for your sake!"

She knew a bit of what was in Shuang'er's heart; such desperate cultivation was all to catch up to Yun'er.

But was Yun'er someone who could be caught up to just by wanting to? What a silly disciple!

However, she still understood this mindset very well; this was the kind of thought one only had when they liked someone very much!

After some time, Luo Qingshuang was exhausted. The spirit sword in her hand had dimmed significantly, and the Heavenly Frost Sword Qi she released had weakened considerably, making it even harder to withstand the multicolored sword light.

She looked straight at the powerful spiritual sense clone before her, feeling the terrifying Sword Intent emanating from it, a sense of powerlessness flashing through her heart.

Was she destined to be unable to break through her Sword Intent to the Peak Grade Sword Intent Great Perfection Realm?

A Realm that Junior Brother Yun had reached with ease!

So, was this the end?

If she gave up on further tempering her Sword Intent, she could instead go and comprehend the Sword Dao Law after breaking through to the Dao Integration Realm.

But if she did that, her current Sword Intent strength would affect the strength of the Sword Dao Law she would comprehend in the future.

She intended to cultivate hard and strive to be of help to Junior Brother Yun in the future.

If she couldn't cultivate to be strong enough, to reach the Realms he had once attained, how could she help him later?

Luo Qingshuang did not want to give up now, yet her Sword Intent showed no signs of breaking through.

She struggled to circulate her sword art, but she only continued to be at a disadvantage, and the wounds on her body increased.

"Perhaps I am destined not to succeed!"

Luo Qingshuang murmured.

This wasn't the first time she had tried to break through in the past year; she had tried all sorts of methods, yet she could never succeed.

Perhaps this was her limit!

Immediately, the spirit sword in her hand grew heavier and heavier, making her even less able to parry.

Just then, a familiar figure entered Luo Qingshuang's sight.

That figure was none other than Su Yun. His pitch-black eyes held a look of tenderness, a hint of worry, and even more encouragement.

"Junior Brother Yun."

"He's watching me!"

Luo Qingshuang's beautiful eyes lit up, and the thought of giving up instantly vanished from her heart.

At the same time, bits and pieces of her time spent with Junior Brother Yun flashed through her mind.

Then she remembered the scenes where Junior Brother Yun encountered enemies and she could only watch, lacking the strength to help.

I can't give up; I must successfully break through!

Circulate the sword art even faster!

Just a little more.

Just a tiny bit more.

Heavenly Frost Sword Heart, circulate for me!

An invisible force suddenly surged into Luo Qingshuang's heart, filling her with motivation.

And without her realizing it, she seemed to enter a mysterious state.

Her mind became clear and empty.

Her heart was as pure as ice.

Numerous insights emerged in her mind.

Immediately following that, the spirit sword in Luo Qingshuang's hand burst with a dazzling light, and her Heavenly Frost Sword Intent instantly strengthened, as if breaking through a massive Bottleneck.

The river of Sword Qi formed by the Heavenly Frost Sword Qi also enveloped the sky in an instant, shattering the endless multicolored sword light.

The ice-blue light covered all directions, and then Meng Shuyan's spiritual sense clone dissipated with a smile.

"I succeeded!"

A look of surprise and joy flashed across Luo Qingshuang's pretty face, but soon she felt exhausted, and her vision went dark.

Although her Sword Intent had broken through, it had exhausted all the Spiritual Qi in her body.

Then, Luo Qingshuang's jade-like hand loosened, and the spirit sword fell directly to the ground.

Her delicate body went limp, and she fell backward.

Su Yun flickered and appeared behind her, catching her in his arms.

"Senior Sister Yulan, are you alright?"

Luo Qingshuang shook her head and said softly, "I'm fine."

Su Yun: "Why go through all this trouble! Cultivation should be done step by step; why get yourself covered in injuries!"

At this moment, Meng Shuyan also flickered to their side, glancing at Luo Qingshuang with concern before looking at Su Yun with a deep, brooding gaze.

"Yun'er, isn't it all because of you! That's why Shuang'er is working so hard!"

"Is that so? Senior Sister Qingshuang, you can't do this next time. For my sake, you shouldn't take such risks!"

"Let me help you recover first!"

Su Yun reached out and released the Power of Azure Wood, beginning to help Luo Qingshuang heal.

Streaks of green light flashed, and her somewhat pale face quickly became rosy, while some of the wounds on her body disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye.

During the process, Luo Qingshuang looked up at Su Yun, her eyes filled with deep affection.

Su Yun also looked down to meet her gaze. The atmosphere between them was wonderful, like a pair of immortal companions.

Seeing this, Meng Shuyan breathed a sigh of relief, but she couldn't help but feel a bit of bitterness in her heart.

In front of her two disciples, she seemed to have become an outsider!

Seeing that Luo Qingshuang had mostly recovered, Meng Shuyan spoke with a resentful expression:

"Humph, Yun'er, why did you come over so early?"