Xun Ying, accompanied by Wen Wen, arrived at an activity room within the building. Several small swords flew out and attached themselves to the surrounding walls, their faint sword qi enveloping the entire room.
Now this room was absolutely isolated; outsiders could not know what was happening here.
"Keep me company in this room for five hours. Do as you please, as long as you don't leave."
After giving instructions to Wen Wen, Xun Ying plopped down onto a sofa, staring at the ceiling with a vacant gaze.
The tiny Feng Gui Shen crawled out from behind Xun Ying, poking at Xun Ying's temples and spewing vulgarities incessantly.
But Xun Ying remained expressionless, as if devoid of emotion. No matter what Feng Gui Shen said, he remained indifferent.
As long as the heart was quiet, the ears, no matter how noisy, would still be quiet.
Wen Wen stood at the door, feeling quite awkward. It seemed Xun Ying merely wanted to use him to avoid the Vice President of Tian Zhu, and he had no idea what had transpired between them.
Every superpowered individual had their own story. Wen Wen had no intention of prying into the details, merely harboring a slight curiosity.
The normally ice-cold Vice President seemed to transform into a different person upon seeing Xun Ying. Su Dan Novel Network.
In Wen Wen's mind, this could easily be elaborated into a hundred thousand words of love and hate.
Furthermore, Feng Gui Shen and Xun Ying had a peculiar chemistry. Had something happened between them too?
It wasn't that Wen Wen wanted to think these impolite thoughts; it was simply too boring to sit in the room doing nothing for five hours.
Moreover, with Xun Ying nearby, it wasn't convenient for him to take out his cherished novels...
What if Xun Ying also liked them and took his treasures away?
However, after enduring for an hour, Wen Wen couldn't hold back any longer. He walked up to Xun Ying and rubbed his hands together.
"Um, you said you would give me some guidance. Shouldn't there be some sort of token of appreciation?"
Xun Ying, with a blank expression, swayed his chair. "You can merely use the Xin Yi Shen Jian. To reach a higher realm, diligent practice is required. Know that trying to swallow too much at once will result in indigestion."
Seeing the chair's movement, Wen Wen nimbly retrieved a special rocking chair for咸鱼 from his spatial ring and invited Xun Ying to sit on it.
Then, he pinched two fingers together and grinned at Xun Ying, saying, "I'm not that greedy. Just a little guidance is fine, anything is acceptable."
"Wahaha, Xun, you're so stingy! Do you always pick your nose at home?" Before Feng Gui Shen could finish, Xun Ying slapped him flat and pinned him to the wall with a small jade sword.
Then, Xun Ying pinched his fingers, and a phantom sword silhouette appeared within them. He flicked it gently towards Wen Wen, and the silhouette burrowed into Wen Wen's mind through his forehead.
"This is the Yun Jian Shu. Figure it out yourself."
Afterward, Xun Ying sat in the rocking chair, leisurely swaying.
In fact, even if Wen Wen hadn't spoken, Xun Ying would have taught him the Yun Jian Shu.
Firstly, regarding the incident with the sword qi crystals, Wen Wen had gained significant favor among the Xun clan members.
Secondly, the excuse he used to get Wen Wen to help him out of the predicament this time was to guide Wen Wen. If he didn't teach him anything, it would be difficult to deceive the Vice President of Tian Zhu.
Although the Vice President of Tian Zhu appeared as gentle as water in front of Xun Ying, Xun Ying knew very well that her true nature was that of a possessive, sadistic, and dominant woman.
If he angered her, even Xun Qing would have a headache.
Of course, the primary reason was Wen Wen's inherent talent, which was why he was willing to impart his knowledge.
The Xun family had never been averse to teaching sword techniques to outsiders, but apart from Xun clan members, very few had achieved great success.
Thus, over time, the representative of Hua Fu sword dao had become solely the Xun family.
Among the younger generation of the Xun family, only a handful had learned sword techniques of the same caliber as the Xin Yi Shen Jian. Moreover, they were either older than Wen Wen or far inferior to him in strength. Therefore, in Xun Qing's eyes, Wen Wen was a promising talent.
Just like when he acquired the Xin Yi Shen Jian, the Yun Jian Shu was directly imprinted into Wen Wen's mind. All the details were memorized, even those that books could not convey were etched into Wen Wen's consciousness.
The Miraculous Angel could directly elevate the strength of the Evil Light Angel by two levels. Xun Ying could imprint the complete details of an ability into Wen Wen's mind. This was something only Disaster-level powerhouses could achieve. In a sense, they were gods walking among mortals.
The Yun Jian Shu was not a sword technique primarily focused on offense; its main purpose was to nurture the long sword.
After obtaining their own swords, swordsmen's strength would continue to rise. To prevent their long swords from falling behind their masters, the Yun Jian Shu was created.
As long as it was thoroughly studied, the natal long sword could accompany the swordsman throughout their journey, potentially even surpassing the master's own strength.
Upon receiving the Yun Jian Shu, Wen Wen immediately summoned his Blood River Sword and began to attempt to use the Yun Jian Shu to nurture the Blood River Sword. After studying for about ten minutes, Wen Wen entered the zone, which made Xun Ying nod in satisfaction.
Feng Gui Shen wanted to go and cause trouble near Wen Wen but was held back by Xun Ying, who grabbed one of its legs and spun it around out of boredom.
Although having such a small avatar nearby was annoying, Xun Ying also found pleasure in tormenting this small avatar.
...
Dark clouds covered the sky, making the air feel somewhat oppressive.
At Dragon Pool Villa, the Net Exterminating Angel bowed respectfully behind an old man.
The old man wore a golden coronet, his face covered in wrinkles. On his left cheek, there were two age spots slightly smaller than a coin. His eyes were as calm as a still pool, yet they made the Net Exterminating Angel feel intensely pressured.
Angels were messengers of the Creator, and the old man before him was the Creator's proxy in this world. Therefore, the Net Exterminating Angel had to obey the old man's commands.
He was the Pope of the Creation Church and the de facto manager of the Glorious Church, Charles Kexitus.
Charles had checked into Dragon Pool Villa two days ago. Since that day, there had been no more Cicada Worm attacks on Dragon Pool Villa.
Not only Dragon Pool Villa, but the Cicada Worm activity throughout Liaozhou City had also begun to decrease to some extent. They seemed to be wary of this old man who had never directly intervened.
"Lord Kexitus, Maiyami of Xihong City has been inactive for several days. I am a little worried..." the Net Exterminating Angel asked softly.
Charles said slowly, "There is no need to worry. Those who betray the Creator will taste the bitter fruit of betrayal. The holy war will achieve victory."
"Also, you ordered three days ago to withdraw all the forces stationed in the churches of Menxia Province. This will allow the Cicada Ancestor's strength to recover quickly..."
Then, the Net Exterminating Angel hesitated and asked, "I would like to know your purpose for withdrawing all the forces from the churches in Menxia Province to Xihong City three days ago. This will allow the Cicada Ancestor to recover its strength rapidly..."
Charles glanced at the Net Exterminating Angel, making him break out in a cold sweat.
"Do not ask what you should not ask... You only need to believe that the holy war will ultimately achieve victory."
Charles waved his hand, and the dark clouds in the sky began to churn and shift, finally opening a gap.
Golden sunlight shone through the opening and fell upon Dragon Pool Villa, illuminating Charles's aged face, making him smile slightly.
When one is old, one needs to bask in the sun more often.