43: Chapter 43 Please give me some guidance, Senior Sister

In the quiet room, Lin Tian was concentrating on listening to Hall Master Chen Qingfeng explain a key point regarding the subtle regulation of Qi and blood during sudden stops and changes in direction in the "Wind-Chasing Footwork."

Hall Master Chen Qingfeng gestured casually, his fingertips leaving faint afterimages in the air, demonstrating how to transform forward momentum into lateral force within a square inch—it was extremely exquisite.

Just as Lin Tian was beginning to understand and was immersed in it, the door creaked open, and a tall figure swept in, carrying a faint breeze that smelled like orchids and musk, without any intention of announcing or asking for permission.

Lin Tian's train of thought was interrupted, his brows furrowed slightly, and he felt surprised. This was the Hall Master's study, after all; who would dare to barge in so casually? He instinctively turned his head to look.

He saw that the person who had walked in was a young woman who looked to be under twenty years old.

She wore a goose-yellow martial outfit, her figure was tall, and her legs were especially straight and long, filled with vigorous strength and beauty as she moved. Her Face was extremely beautiful, her skin white as snow, and her brows and eyes were like a painting.

However, her beautiful eyes currently held a hint of impatience and haste, and her red lips were slightly pursed, adding a touch of cold elegance.

Her long, black hair was simply tied into a ponytail, swaying gently behind her shoulders as she walked in.

Having lived two lifetimes, Lin Tian was considered to have a firm will, but at this moment, suddenly seeing a woman with such excellent appearance and temperament, who also carried the unique, dashing aura of a Martial Artist, he couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

His gaze paused on her for a moment.

The woman naturally noticed Lin Tian's gaze immediately; her willow-leaf brows shot up, and she glared at him fiercely, her eyes carrying a clear warning and displeasure, as if saying, "What are you looking at?"

Immediately after, she ignored Lin Tian and turned to Hall Master Chen Qingfeng behind the desk, her tone filled with a hint of coquettishness and urgency: "Dad! You were looking for me? I was just about to go..."

"Yu'er, you're here." Hall Master Chen Qingfeng, having been interrupted in his explanation, was not angry at all; instead, a kind smile appeared on his Face. He first said to Lin Tian, "This is my daughter, Senior Sister Chen Yu."

Then he smiled at Senior Sister Chen Yu and said, "What's the rush? Meet someone first. This is Lin Tian, Junior Brother Lin, a newly promoted Disciple in the Hall. His talent... is extraordinary."

Upon hearing this, Senior Sister Chen Yu glanced at Lin Tian again, her gaze more scrutinizing than curious; clearly, she did not take her father's words about his "extraordinary talent" to heart.

Merely out of respect for her father's Face, she nodded slightly as a greeting, and then wanted to say something else.

Hall Master Chen Qingfeng raised his hand to stop her, continuing to smile at Lin Tian: "Lin Tian, aren't you asking for guidance on the Wind-Chasing Footwork? Senior Sister Chen Yu's attainment in this footwork is the highest among the younger generation in the Hall; she has long since reached Major Achievement."

"It just so happens that she can demonstrate and explain it to you; perhaps it will be more thorough than what an old man like me can say."

He turned back to Senior Sister Chen Yu, his tone brooking no refusal: "Yu'er, guide Junior Brother Lin on my behalf; it won't take much time."

Senior Sister Chen Yu was stunned, her Face clearly showing reluctance: "Dad, I have things to do! Elder Wang at the Armory is expecting me..."

"What matter could be more important than guiding a fellow Disciple?" Hall Master Chen Qingfeng picked up his teacup, took a slow sip, and put on the dignity of both a father and a Hall Master: "Guide him first; you can go after you're done."

Senior Sister Chen Yu looked at her father, then glanced at Lin Tian, who was standing with his hands at his sides, seemingly respectful but actually the reason for her inexplicable displeasure just now. Knowing she couldn't argue,

she had no choice but to huff indignantly, turn to a slightly more spacious area of the study, and say to Lin Tian irritably: "Watch carefully! I will only demonstrate it once!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Senior Sister Chen Yu began to move.

She did not use complex footwork, just a few of the simplest advances, retreats, turns, and side-steps.

Yet, in her movements, that sense of fluidity, lightness, and speed far exceeded any peer Lin Tian had ever seen.

She seemed to have truly transformed into a wisp of tangible yet formless wind, moving freely within the small space, her clothes fluttering, creating a faint and pleasant sound of breaking through the air.

Every step she took was incredibly precise; the exertion of force, the release of force, and the transitions were all perfectly natural.

Her control over her body was exquisite to the peak. Especially those long, powerful legs, which, when performing the footwork, revealed a kind of beauty full of strength and rhythm,

like a cheetah stretching its waist—a feast for the eyes.

Lin Tian dared not let his mind wander again, quickly gathering his focus, staring intently, attempting to capture the rhythm of her Qi and blood circulation and muscle exertion.

However, Senior Sister Chen Yu demonstrated it extremely quickly, and it seemed she did not intentionally slow down to let him see the key points clearly; it was more of a display with the attitude of "Look, this is the Major Achievement Realm."

Coupled with that goose-yellow figure and her long legs swaying before his eyes, carrying a faint fragrance, it actually made his mind waver slightly, and he inexplicably felt his Face burning.

"How is it? Did you understand?" After only a dozen breaths of time, Senior Sister Chen Yu stopped and stood, her breathing even, as if she had just walked a few steps casually. She raised an eyebrow and looked at Lin Tian,

her tone carrying a hint of imperceptible scrutiny and... faint disdain?

Perhaps she felt that this "Genius" praised to the heavens by her father was absent-minded even while watching a demonstration.

Lin Tian came back to his senses, a trace of embarrassment flashing across his Face as he scratched his head. He had indeed not fully "seen" it just now; his mind had been disturbed, and he hadn't truly grasped many of the exquisite points.

He opened his mouth, not knowing how to answer for a moment.

Hall Master Chen Qingfeng took in the expressions of both, a knowing smile flashing in his eyes, but he did not expose it.

"Um... Hall Master, Senior Sister Chen Yu, today's guidance was very beneficial to this Disciple, and I still need to go back and ponder it carefully. This Disciple will take his leave first."

Lin Tian felt the atmosphere was somewhat subtly uncomfortable, so he immediately cupped his hands and found an excuse.

"Hm, go ahead. Cultivate well." Hall Master Chen Qingfeng nodded with a smile.

As if granted amnesty, Lin Tian quickly turned and pushed the door open to leave the study.

After Lin Tian left, Hall Master Chen Qingfeng put down his teacup and looked at his daughter with a smile: "Yu'er, what do you think of this kid?"

Senior Sister Chen Yu curled her lips, walked to the side and sat down, poured herself a cup of tea, and said with disapproval: "Not much. A peerless Genius? I don't think he looks like one at all."

"He's wooden and dull; when I guided him, he didn't seem to understand much at all. His Comprehension Ability is just so-so."

Hall Master Chen Qingfeng chuckled, stroked his short beard, and said slowly: "Father is asking, what do you think of him... as your husband?"

"Pfft—!" Senior Sister Chen Yu almost spat out her tea, choking and coughing repeatedly. Her pretty Face turned red instantly, and she glared at her father, both shy and angry: "Dad! What nonsense are you talking about!"

"I... I'm not even twenty yet! Who wants to get married! Besides, him? How is he worthy of me? I don't think he could even join the Imperial Guard!"

"My husband must be a true peerless Prodigy!"

Hall Master Chen Qingfeng saw his daughter's reaction was so intense and knew the timing wasn't right, so he didn't force it, only sighing inwardly: "This matter cannot be rushed; it must be done slowly."

He genuinely favored Lin Tian's Heaven-Defying Comprehension Ability and Heart-Nature, feeling that he was an excellent candidate to inherit the Martial Arts Hall and to whom he could entrust his daughter. It was just a pity that the timing was wrong.

Lin Tian would likely not make it in time for this Imperial Guard selection.

If it were a year later, or if Lin Tian had started practicing martial arts two years earlier, he would surely be a strong contender for a spot.

However, he thought again, even if he couldn't join the Imperial Guard, with Lin Tian's aptitude, he could take over his Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall and marry Yu'er in the future.

With the husband and wife jointly managing it, carrying forward this foundation, and he himself being able to rest assured and enjoy his later years—wouldn't that be wonderful?

Thinking of this, the bit of regret in his heart was replaced by expectation, and he made up his mind to slowly bring them together.

"Alright, alright, Father won't say anymore, won't say anymore. You are still young, no rush." Hall Master Chen Qingfeng smiled and waved his hand, no longer mentioning the matter.

After leaving the Hall Master's residential area, Lin Tian was blown by the cool air outside, and the unnatural heat on his Face gradually dissipated, and he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

The situation just now was indeed somewhat awkward.

He looked at the sky and did not immediately return to Sifang Pavilion. Today was the end of the month, and according to the custom of Qingfeng Martial Arts Hall, there was an end-of-month minor competition. All Disciples in the Hall were required to participate to test their Cultivation results for the month, and there were also rankings and rewards or punishments.

Although he came rarely, his name was on the roster, so naturally, he had to participate.

"It's not too late to go back after the assessment." Lin Tian steadied his mind, cast aside the slightly romantic and awkward thoughts from the study just now, and walked towards the direction of the Martial Arts Hall's training ground.

On the training ground, many Disciples had already gathered, and the atmosphere was even more solemn and tense than usual.