210: Chapter 210 The Feeling of Being Moved

"Shameless, despicable, I don't accept this!"

Helian Qingxue straightened her clothes and stood up, unconvinced.

"Unconvinced? Before we started, it was said that this was a sparring match where injuries or even death wouldn't matter. If I wanted to kill you right now, do you think you could stop me?"

Zhao Feiyu's expression hardened, and he made a grabbing motion in the air.

The long sword in the distance tore through the air and landed firmly in his hand.

Zhao Feiyu then brandished the long sword, resting it directly against Helian Qingxue's snow-white neck.

"Now, do you admit defeat?"

"I... I..."

Helian Qingxue had never imagined that she would lose to someone of her own generation.

All the confidence she had cultivated at Tianmen collapsed at this moment.

At this moment, she truly understood what it meant to say there is always someone better.

"Don't talk to me about being unconvinced. Surprise attacks and assassinations are also skills. As an Ancient Martial Artist, do you not even have that basic realization?"

Zhao Feiyu reprimanded her coldly.

"You are too arrogant!"

"I..."

At this moment, Helian Qingxue's confidence was shattered by Zhao Feiyu.

Afterward, Zhao Feiyu flipped his wrist and drove the long sword into the ground.

He then turned and left, saying indifferently, "Deliver the items to the Ma Family Manor yourself!"

"Wait a moment!"

Helian Qingxue raised her hand and called out, "Can you tell me what level of strength you are at?"

"Half-step Gang Jin!"

Hearing this, Helian Qingxue's hand, which had been suspended in mid-air, dropped powerlessly.

"Half-step Gang Jin is one level higher than the Peak of the Pouching!"

"It is only one opportunity away from the true Gang Jin Stage!"

"But you..."

Helian Qingxue looked up and murmured with a complicated expression.

"But you are only in your twenties!"

The unprecedented gap completely crushed Helian Qingxue.

Just then, Zhao Feiyu suddenly stopped and turned back, walking towards her.

"What are you doing?" Helian Qingxue asked, looking up with reddened eyes.

Zhao Feiyu didn't speak; he just reached out a hand.

Seeing this, Helian Qingxue slowly reached out her delicate, boneless-looking hand.

Zhao Feiyu gave a gentle pull and pulled Helian Qingxue up.

But the next moment, he suddenly used force, pulling her directly into his arms.

Immediately after...

"Mmph!"

Helian Qingxue's cherry lips were sealed, and she let out a helpless sound.

Then, it felt as if a snake had forcibly intruded into her mouth.

Ten seconds later, Zhao Feiyu slowly pulled away.

Helian Qingxue seemed to have lost all her strength and collapsed.

"This is what you agreed to; it's not like I forced you!"

After saying this, Zhao Feiyu laughed wildly towards the sky and left.

Helian Qingxue's face turned red to her neck, and she stared blankly at Zhao Feiyu's departing figure.

After Zhao Feiyu had completely left.

A graceful figure approached Helian Qingxue.

"Aunt!"

Helian Qingxue quickly stood up.

"I lost!"

"I saw everything!"

The person wore a long white dress, like a fairy descending to earth, with smooth long hair draped behind her like a waterfall.

But the corners of her mouth were slightly raised, revealing a mysterious smile.

"He... he even molested me!" Helian Qingxue said shyly.

"But looking at you, you don't seem very angry; you even seem a bit secretly pleased!" the woman teased.

"No, I'm not!"

Helian Qingxue quickly explained.

"Don't explain. Perhaps you don't even know it yourself, but as someone who has been through this, Xiaoxue, your heart has been moved!"

"I..."

Helian Qingxue opened her mouth slightly, but upon careful reflection, it seemed... it was truly the case.

Leaving the Osmanthus Forest, Zhao Feiyu went directly to the Ma Family Manor.

At this time, the Ma Family Manor had been completely taken over by Xia Zhu.

The moment he entered the manor, when Zhao Feiyu saw thousands of fine horses galloping.

He was stunned by the scene.

A young man in fine clothes on a spirited horse.

Who hasn't had such a fantasy when they were young?

To own a steed of one's own.

Arriving at the manor.

Zhao Feiyu saw the three Academicians all waiting there.

"How did it go?"

Song Zhaoying asked impatiently.

"Heh, what do you think?"

"Haha, needless to say, you must have won!"

Lin Jiuying laughed loudly, "From the first time I saw this little girl yesterday, I knew she was a young, spirited little thing who had never suffered. As someone of her own generation, the sense of frustration she felt today would be more intense than anyone else's!"

"For a child who has never experienced setbacks, this time can be considered a lesson!"

"By the way, let me show you something good!"

Xie Ge urged him quickly.

The four of them immediately walked into the manor.

"By the way, where is Xia Zhu?" Zhao Feiyu asked suddenly.

"Xia Zhu? Is that the little girl?"

"Yes, she is my person in charge in Jiangbei City. I asked her to come here to take over the work!"

"She went to get busy. You come with us first!"

Entering the manor, Zhao Feiyu and the three of them went directly to a very spacious basement.

Even though it was a basement, it was decorated very luxuriously.

Looking over.

A display wall appeared in his field of vision.

The items on the display wall were sealed with glass.

Soft yellow light shone down, giving the items inside a sense of historical vicissitudes and nobility.

"These are all Ma Tianlei's collections, including dozens of antiques over five hundred years old that contain spiritual energy!" Song Zhaoying explained.

Just then, Zhao Feiyu saw a three-legged ink cauldron among them.

The cauldron was not large, only thirty centimeters high.

There was a special note below it.

It clearly read: three-legged ink cauldron.

"Is this the three-legged ink cauldron that Helian Qingxue wanted?"

Zhao Feiyu walked over and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"I just don't understand, how can this antique contain spiritual energy and be used for cultivation?"

"You don't know?"

The three Academicians asked with some surprise.

"I really haven't learned about this!" Zhao Feiyu said, confused.

"You kid, I really don't know what you relied on to reach this stage of cultivation!"

Song Zhaoying clicked his tongue in secret.

Because even they didn't know how many antiques containing spiritual energy they had used to break through their cultivation levels.

Yet Zhao Feiyu had reached the same height as them without even knowing the method of using antiques for cultivation.

"My Great Xia Dragon Country is the birthplace of Ancient Martial Artists, which can be traced back to five thousand years ago."

The three Academicians began to educate Zhao Feiyu on the basic information about Ancient Martial Artists.

"With the development of the times, Ancient Martial Artists have changed through the wheels of history."

"And the tools that accompany the cultivation of Ancient Martial Artists have, over time, become contaminated with the internal force of Ancient Martial Artists, thereby forming more powerful spiritual energy."

"For example, the long-lost Alchemists; the tools they used, alchemy furnaces, are the things that contain the most spiritual energy."

"If there are no surprises, this three-legged ink cauldron should be an alchemy furnace used by Alchemists a thousand years ago. The spiritual energy it contains is enough to help an Ancient Martial Artist break through their cultivation level or increase their strength!"

"Then why can't I feel any so-called spiritual energy?" Zhao Feiyu asked suspiciously.

But then he saw Song Zhaoying open the glass of the display cabinet.

Suddenly, a refreshing feeling rushed towards him.

Zhao Feiyu, at the Half-step Gang Jin level.

Clearly felt that the three-legged ink cauldron contained wisps of spiritual energy.

The purity of its spiritual energy actually made him faintly feel like he wanted to break through.