usatvline Chapter 207 Xuanjia Army Camp
Chapter 207 Xuanjia Army Camp
Chapter 207 207 Xuanjia Army Camp
While Jingxuan was diligently practicing his swordsmanship, Ye Pianran's cultivation of her inner energy was also progressing smoothly. Perhaps it was because she had been thoroughly tormented by Ye Lingyue yesterday when testing the uses of the Spirit Abyss Vine, but she felt that her cultivation today was going exceptionally well.
After her consciousness sank into her "sea of consciousness," she quickly located the cyan energy ball in her dantian. Unlike yesterday's confusion, today she consciously began to activate that energy ball. Receiving her guidance, the energy ball rose up along her dantian, continuing to wash over the meridians near the Shimen acupoint like a tide.
Yes, she didn't let the energy burst open other acupoints; instead, she tried to broaden the meridians first. This was because Chunyu Yang had told her yesterday that true energy is like flowing water; its strength depends entirely on what carries it. Just as a stream cannot compare to a small river, a small river cannot compare to a great river, and a great river cannot compare to the ocean.
But what she wanted was more than just a small stream.
Time passed slowly, and with great patience, she guided the energy to cleanse the meridians, which were as thin as embroidery needles, time and time again. After circulating the energy for several cycles, her efforts finally paid off.
When the energy ball first condensed in her dantian, it was only the size of an egg. After this process, the energy ball increased in number and its color deepened. As the energy ball grew, the meridians, which were originally only as thick as embroidery needles, were unable to withstand the increased true energy and were slightly stretched...
Having finished her comprehension, Ye Pianran let out a long breath and suddenly opened her eyes. Realizing she was awake, the Lingyuan Vine on the ground quickly shrank back, eventually becoming a vine only the thickness of a finger, which wrapped around her wrist again.
Seeing that a tiny new bud had sprouted on the Spirit Abyss Vine, Ye Pianran knew that she had made some progress again. She happily touched it and got up to find Chunyu Yang.
When Ye Pianran arrived, Jingxuan had just finished the last move of the first form of the Qilin Sword Intent. After finishing the move, his hands went limp and he could no longer hold the sword, causing the Hanlin Sword to fall to the ground with a clatter.
Chunyu Yang's face turned cold, and he said in a deep voice, "Pick it up. And remember this: a swordsman, even if he loses his life, cannot lose the sword in his hand."
Seeing that he was very angry, Jingxuan hurriedly squatted down and tried to pick up the sword by gripping the hilt with both hands. However, he really had no strength left in his hands and could not lift the sword no matter what he did. When he looked up and saw Ye Pianran's figure, his throat choked and he felt inexplicably aggrieved.
"Alright, he's still young and doesn't have enough strength in his hands. This sword is quite heavy, so don't force him."
Ye Pianran saw his gaze and her heart softened. She pleaded for him.
Chunyu Yang remained silent for a moment, then seemed to sigh before walking over and picking up the Cold Scale Sword for him. Sheathing the longsword, Chunyu Yang said:
"That concludes today's training at Xiling Mountain. Xuan'er, in addition to continuing to practice sword techniques, you must also practice the first form of the Qilin Sword Intent every day."
Jingxuan replied loudly, "Yes!" Then he asked curiously, "Father, it's still early, why is today over so quickly?"
Chunyu Yang glanced at Ye Pianran standing beside him and said, "We still need to go to one more place."
Jingxuan remembered what Chunyu Yang had said yesterday and jumped up excitedly: "Where is Father taking us? Is it far?"
Chunyu Yang said, "You will know when you arrive."
So the group hurriedly descended the mountain and continued their journey northward in a horse-drawn carriage.
As they rode in the carriage to their next destination, Ye Pianran noticed that Jingxuan was always frowning and rubbing his arms. She smiled and reached out her hand to him.
Jingxuan was stunned for a moment, then blushed and handed over his hand. Ye Pianran took out a medicated ointment from her bag, scooped out a piece and applied it to his arm, then massaged it gently.
The ointment felt very cool upon application, immediately relieving Jingxuan's discomfort. After it was completely absorbed by his skin and massaged in, he no longer felt tired. He touched his arm, staring at Ye Pianran with wide, surprised eyes:
"Sister, what kind of miraculous medicine is this? Xuan'er doesn't feel uncomfortable at all!"
Ye Pianran playfully pinched his nose and laughed, "Of course it's a divine medicine." She had been so abused by Ye Lingyue yesterday, yet today she was able to continue practicing with renewed vigor, all thanks to this ointment. It was a blood-activating and stasis-removing medicine that she had brewed using spiritual spring water and herbs grown in her spatial realm.
Jingxuan, who had initially felt unwell from sword practice, now had his arm pain subside considerably, and his enthusiasm for sword practice returned. Looking at the Hanlin Sword placed beside Chunyu Yang, he eagerly said:
"Father, Xuan'er is no longer in pain. Once we return to the palace, Xuan'er will definitely practice that sword technique again!"
Chunyu Yang replied, "That sword technique is only suitable for practicing on the mountain. After you return to the palace, just focus on your other studies."
"Why?" Ye Pianran and Jingxuan asked at the same time.
Chunyu Yang explained, "The mountain is cold and full of spiritual energy, making it an excellent place to comprehend sword techniques or mental cultivation methods."
So this is why he chose Xiling Mountain as his training ground. In that case, the Hanlin Sword and that sword technique must also be extraordinary.
Who exactly is the owner of this sword? And what is his relationship with Chunyu Yang?
As Ye Pianran was pondering, she faintly heard a strange sound. She paused, then looked up and listened intently.
As the carriage moved forward, the sound became much clearer when it reached Ye Pianran's ears again.
It was a series of unified and powerful roars.
"Drink—ha—drink—"
The roar was deafening, like a giant beast stomping its foot, and you could even feel the ground shaking.
Ye Pianran's heart skipped a beat, and she instantly understood where she was. She stepped forward and lifted the carriage curtain. In the darkness, at the end of the road ahead was a cluster of tall trees, with two torches burning on each side. The sound she had just heard was coming from that place, and it seemed to be getting louder as they approached.
Suddenly, a black arrow pierced the night and embedded itself in the horse's hoof. Startled, the horse stopped abruptly, neighing and rearing up. Ye Lingyue quickly tightened the reins, controlling the horse and the carriage behind her, and coldly shouted:
"who!"
A colder, more ruthless reply came from ahead: "Who goes there? Why are you trespassing on the Xuanjia Army camp! This is a heavily guarded military area. Take another step forward, and you will all lose your lives!"
Chunyu Yang supported Ye Pianran as she fell backward, patted her shoulder reassuringly, and then said:
"Lu Jin, it's me. Let the carriage pass."
There was a moment of silence, then a loud reply came: "Yes, Your Highness!"
Jingxuan stared wide-eyed in disbelief, grabbing Chunyu Yang's sleeve and repeatedly asking, "Xuanjia Army Camp? Is it Father's Xuanjia Army Camp?"
Chunyu Yang couldn't help but gently stroke his hair and said, "Not bad."
Ye Lingyue continued driving forward, and when she reached the very end of the road, she saw that the barbs blocking the entrance to the military camp had been removed. Two soldiers wearing black soft armor were guarding the gate, one of whom was holding a bow and arrow. Presumably, it was Lu Jin who had shot the arrow to stop them from advancing.
As the carriage entered the military camp gate, a powerful aura swept over them. Ye Pianran, holding Ye Yankang's hand, followed Chunyu Yang and Jingxuan out of the carriage. After landing, she truly felt the ground tremble violently.
She gazed at the soldiers training in neat rows on the military training ground, listening to the deafening roars emanating from their mouths. A surge of energy welled up in her chest, and her blood began to boil.
This is the legendary Xuanjia Army, who followed Chunyu Yang, were brave and skilled in battle, and bravely recaptured the lost Xiafeng Pass and Linshui Pass from the mouths of 100,000 troops from the Western Liang Kingdom and the Ye Chu Kingdom!