624: Big, White, Sword

Hearing Chen Xuan’s words, the beautiful woman’s expression was complex. After a moment of silence, she said:

“I was originally Ling Ruoli, the daughter of the Ling Family Clan Chief. I was once a beloved Young Miss of a prestigious Family, living a carefree life within the Family.

Until that day, my father was severely injured. With his last breath, he returned to the Family and directly threw me into this Mystic Jade Tower. I didn’t even have time to ask him what happened before I was forced to become the Tower’s artifact spirit.”

“What?” Chen Xuan was shocked. “Why would your father do that? Didn’t he know what that meant?”

Ling Ruoli’s eyes reddened slightly, her voice choked with a hint of a sob:

“I still don’t understand. I only remember that he was full of anxiety at the time, saying that only if I became the artifact spirit could a glimmer of hope for the Family be preserved, and only then could the secret within this Mystic Jade Tower be guarded.”

“All these years, I’ve been trapped here. You are the first group to challenge the trials, but from your appearance, none of you are from my Ling Family. I also haven’t waited for my father to rescue me, and I don’t know what happened to the Family later on.”

“So that’s how it is. No wonder you protect this Mystic Jade Tower so much. But don’t worry, once I successfully pass the trials and get out, I will definitely help you inquire about your Family’s news.”

Looking at the beautiful woman, Ling Ruoli, in front of him, Chen Xuan secretly sighed in his heart.

Others’ wives eventually become old women, but this woman, on the other hand, a young maiden, was forced to become a mature woman. And because she couldn’t go out at all, her mental maturity hadn’t increased much, and she was easily reeled in.

“Thank you, I’m very content just knowing you have this thought!” Ling Ruoli said gratefully.

“Now, can you tell me more about what the Legacy inside this Tower is exactly? Maybe I can really help you make this trial more interesting.”

“Legacy, huh… I’m not too sure either! I only know that the higher the level of the trial, the more generous the rewards!”

“Is that so? Then tell me, what was the highest cultivation level of your Family at that time?”

“Highest cultivation? Immortal Emperor, why?”

“Nothing, since I’ve already understood, I can’t delay any longer. I’ll focus on climbing the Tower.”

“But I still don’t know your name!”

“My name is Chen Xuan, you can also call me… big brother!” Chen Xuan said playfully, then continued with the trial.

“Hey, Chen Xuan! I’ll kindly remind you, being able to come here means you have some capability. But the upcoming trials won’t be as simple as the previous ones.”

“Yes, yes, yes, I understand. It must get harder and harder as we go, with the difficulty coefficient skyrocketing, and all sorts of hidden dangers popping up. It won’t be over until I’m tortured to death and back.”

“No!” Ling Ruoli frowned.

“This level tests your Comprehension Ability. Soon… I will perform a set of sword techniques, and you need to learn it within half an hour.” After saying that, Ling Ruoli waved her long sleeve, and a long sword appeared out of thin air in her hand, then she began to dance with it.

Subsequently, Ling Ruoli’s jade-like hand lightly twirled the sword, and in an instant, the entire space was enveloped by her sword shadows.

She moved with light steps, floating like willow catkins, every movement fluid and natural, without any hindrance.

As the sword Move unfolded, Ling Ruoli’s Aura became even more dazzling.

It was as if she was no longer the woman trapped in the Tower, full of sorrow, but had transformed into an unparalleled Sword Immortal, radiating a revered Aura.

Each Move, at times, was like a Dragon emerging from the sea, with a majestic Aura; at other times, it was like a nimble snake dancing, unpredictable in its changes.

While dancing the sword, a few strands of Ling Ruoli’s scattered hair clung to her fair, mutton-fat jade-like cheeks, further accentuating her bright and captivating eyes.

Her eyes were like a clear autumn pool, lucid with a hint of the deep serenity that comes with age. Below her high nose bridge was a touch of vermilion lips, like a blooming rose in spring, vibrant and alluring. Her lips, currently pursed, added a touch of charm.

In terms of her figure, she was simply perfect, curvaceous.

Her slender waist was so narrow it could be held in one hand, seemingly fragile like a willow branch, yet it perfectly supported her full ( ), outlining curves that made one’s Bloodline surge.

She wore a moon-white long dress, its hem gently swaying with the breeze. Her long, straight legs were subtly revealed beneath the skirt, and each step she took carried a unique charm of a mature woman, showcasing the allure of a mature beautiful woman to the fullest.

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Yet, her mental age was still that of a Young Miss from a prestigious Family.

Chen Xuan was captivated, staring at Ling Ruoli without blinking. His breathing rose and fell with her sword movements, as if he himself were within those sword shadows.

At this moment, in his eyes, everything else in the world had disappeared, leaving only Ling Ruoli’s breathtaking beauty and her exquisite sword techniques.

Half an hour passed in a flash. Ling Ruoli stopped her sword and stood, her breathing steady, a faint blush on her face.

She looked at Chen Xuan and asked softly, “How was it? Did you remember?”

Chen Xuan finally came back to his senses, swallowed, and stammered:

“This… this sword technique is simply too grand and too pure… oh no! It’s too stunning, I… I’ll try my best.” As he spoke, he picked up a long sword nearby and began to perform, mimicking her movements. However, compared to Ling Ruoli, his sword Move appeared much clumsier, full of flaws.

Seeing this, a hint of disappointment flashed in Ling Ruoli’s eyes.

The boy named Chen Xuan had just spoken as if he were truly a Genius, but now, he couldn’t even perform this one sword Move!

It was in vain that she had specifically changed the diagram for conveying Sword Intent on this level to her own dance; she hadn’t expected such a result!

(As an artifact spirit, she could not interfere with the trial, but dancing the sword was fine and not considered interference.)

“Alright, someone like you, just go back where you came from. I should have known, what Comprehension Ability could someone like you possibly have!”

“No, why are you in such a hurry? Don’t we have half an hour? How long has it been? Dance another part for me.”

“Scram! Go comprehend it yourself!” Ling Ruoli said, throwing down a Secret Manual, then walked to a corner.

Five minutes passed in a flash, and Chen Xuan threw down the Secret Manual and came to Ling Ruoli’s side.

“What are you doing here? Don’t tell me you’ve already learned it!”

“Oh, it’s just a small matter like this, don’t worry, little sister. This sword technique is a piece of cake.”

As he spoke, he picked up the Thunderfire Sword and began to perform, mimicking her movements. At first, he was a bit clumsy, but after a few Moves, it was as if he had Cultivated for many years, his sword technique flowing like clouds and water, even incorporating some of his own unique Moves.

Ling Ruoli saw this and showed a surprised expression: “Your… your Comprehension Ability is actually so high!”

“See? I told you. This trope is overused. Every time the protagonist displays extraordinary talent, the people around him gasp in awe as if they’ve never seen anything before. But well, this feeling is quite enjoyable.”

“You passed!”

Before he could bask in his triumph for too long, the surrounding scenery began to change again, and the entrance to the next level slowly appeared.

Chen Xuan shrugged: “Alright, fighting monsters and testing Comprehension Ability is too boring now. I still want to challenge my weakness!”