A faint spear intent, arising from Feng Yi, gradually solidified, breaking through the obstruction of the wall and radiating outwards.
"What's going on? Such pure spear intent?!"
Ning Guang, who was by the pool, eating a deep-fried ice cream slime, suddenly sensed the terrifying spear intent radiating from next door, her delicate eyebrows knitting slightly.
Feng Yi should be bathing next door. How could spear intent suddenly erupt?
Could there be an assassin?!
Perhaps... the true author of Feng Yi's disseminations on menstrual knowledge had been exposed?
An assassin from the Sumeru sect had come to assassinate him?
How audacious!
To dare infiltrate the Jade Chamber and make a move!
Ning Guang rose in a rage, ignoring the sudden display of her form. She formed a hand seal, manifesting the scene in Feng Yi's room on the wall.
She wanted to see which assassin dared to come and die!
But the result left Ning Guang astonished. There was no assassin at all!
Feng Yi was merely dancing with his spear alone!
Feng Yi grabbed the towel from his waist, twirled and stirred it in the water, then lifted and straightened it.
He infused it with spiritual energy, fixing its shape, using it as a temporary long spear.
The spear intent brewing within Feng Yi grew stronger and stronger, causing Ning Guang, who was observing the situation, to gasp softly.
"Lord Ning Guang, what happened?"
Bai Shi was also affected by the spear intent, feeling as if she were being targeted by a primordial beast, about to be hunted at any moment.
"Bai Shi, issue an order: no one is allowed to approach this area!"
Ning Guang decisively commanded. Ordinary people would find it difficult to withstand the influence of Feng Yi's spear intent, so it was better to have them leave.
At the same time, this would also create a space for Feng Yi's enlightenment, free from disturbance.
Ning Guang keenly sensed that Feng Yi's situation was a state of accidental enlightenment, something rare and sought after, a great opportunity for cultivators worldwide!
Those who could achieve enlightenment were all exceptionally gifted individuals!
Feng Yi truly had an extraordinary comprehension!
After Bai Shi departed, Ning Guang sat down again, picked up the remaining fried ice cream slime dumplings, and meticulously observed Feng Yi's spearplay.
Her manifesting technique was one-sided; from Feng Yi's perspective, it was still a wall, so she didn't need to worry about exposure and could watch the spearplay with peace of mind.
"Thirteen Fatal Spear Thrusts, beginning with Heaven's vast grace, expelling a hundred ghosts in the night, unmatched in the world!
Wind without sound – Heart like still water!
Light without shadow – Seven swords without balance!
The sea embraces all rivers, naturally pecking!"
In Feng Yi's mind, a set of spear techniques from his previous life suddenly appeared – Thirteen Fatal Spear Thrusts!
The movements of the Thirteen Fatal Spear Thrusts were danced by a small figure, like a fleeting glimpse, automatically playing in Feng Yi's mind, perfectly fitting his current spear intent.
But Feng Yi felt that the Thirteen Fatal Spear Thrusts were not perfect and there was still room for improvement!
In his profound contemplation, Feng Yi moved, using the twisted towel in his hand as a spear, performing the fatal spear techniques with thrusts, stabs, and grips.
"Longing for you always, remembering you always, short longing is endless, the first thrust – Longing!"
"How much longing in a single night, the ends of the earth are not long, the second thrust – Heartbreak!"
"Seeing is false, listening with the heart is true, the third thrust – Blind Dragon!"
"From the universe to a speck, roaming the world, the moon like a hook, difficult to part from, the fourth thrust – Gallantry!"
"How much fragrance and myriad flavors, who in the world is worthy of white attire, the fifth thrust – Unrivaled!"
"Spear like a swimming dragon, the head of all weapons, life like the Yellow Springs, never to turn back, the sixth thrust – White Dragon!"
"If one cultivates Buddhism, one must first cultivate the heart, one thrust of wind and snow, one thrust of ice, the seventh thrust – Forgetful River!"
"Clouds turn to mist, hiding killing intent, sweeping through a thousand armies for tens of thousands of miles, the eighth thrust – Kun Peng!"
"How can golden scales be mere pond dwellers? Once they meet wind and clouds, they transform into dragons, the ninth thrust – Soaring!"
"Even if Han Xin had broken his spear, I would still be left alone in my sorrow, the tenth thrust – Hundred Ghosts Night Walk!"
Ning Guang stared dazedly at the screen, at the spear techniques Feng Yi was performing. The spear intent flowed continuously, taking her along to experience the life of a spearman. She even forgot to eat the dumplings.
Feng Yi's spear techniques became faster and faster, the towel in his hand a blur of white.
"Spear emerges, the king fears, the eleventh thrust – Revenge!"
"How much crimson current flows, forgetfulness snatches life, weeping blood returns, the twelfth thrust – Impermanence!"
"Looking up at the king, head unbowed, soldiers of the three armies bow deeply, the thirteenth thrust – Bestowal of Title!"
"Ten years of life and death, a vast expanse, success and retreat, all is desolate, the fourteenth thrust – Sleepless!"
"A long wind for ten thousand miles, swallows return, yet the wanderer on the horizon is not seen returning, the fifteenth thrust – Unfeeling!"
"After loving, one knows the depth of affection, the beauty departs, hair unbound, the sixteenth thrust – Look Up!"
"The beauty wishes you to look back, in the battlefield, fight to the death without turning back! The seventeenth thrust – Forget Homeland Sorrows!"
"Hooves break armor, yet the spear remains, a red tassel binds the dragon, the eighteenth thrust – Breaking the Army!"
"In a million soldiers, there is but one general, what difficulty is there in taking a city, the nineteenth thrust – Cease Warfare!"
"A million soldiers raise their banners again, the general shouts to advance, invincible in battle, the twentieth thrust – Invincible!"
Feng Yi...
Watching this, Ning Guang's heart surged.
'Passing by the bathhouse, to witness spearplay
The water is vast, the mountain islands stand tall...'
This poem, "Witnessing Spearplay," continuously emerged in Ning Guang's mind.
Watching Feng Yi swing...
Gan Yu...
Feng Yi...
Unable to bear such terrifying spear intent any longer, the wall between Feng Yi and Ning Guang exploded with a bang, disintegrating into fragments that scattered in all directions.
This spear intent struck the wall separating Feng Yi and Ning Guang.
Even though Feng Yi had no spear in his hand, and the towel had been destroyed, the final move, [Invincible], still had undiminished power. With spear intent alone, it shattered the solid stone wall.
Boom~
Shards of stone flew, revealing a large hole, allowing Feng Yi and Ning Guang to see each other in their entirety.
"Feng Yi, what excellent spearplay!"
Ning Guang's lips curved into a smile, and she praised him sincerely.
"Lord Ning Guang flatters me! It was merely a sudden inspiration, a feeling from the heart!"
Feng Yi did not grasp the double entendre in Ning Guang's words and scratched his head sheepishly. The timing of his enlightenment was too inconvenient, but if he gave it up, such an opportunity might never come again.
He did not want to miss it, so he performed his dance here.
"Ning Guang... Lord Ning Guang, I... I'll leave first!"
Feeling the cool breeze on his bare backside, Feng Yi belatedly realized his complete exposure.
With his sharp eyes, Feng Yi glimpsed Ning Guang's... floating not far away.
Feng Yi...
He had nothing to cover himself with now.
He could only apologize and take his leave first.
"Tsk, getting shy now?!"
Ning Guang looked down at her floating upper half. She hadn't said anything, yet Feng Yi had become shy first. Her lips couldn't help but curve upwards.
It seemed...
A shy young man was truly interesting!
Ning Guang popped the dumpling in her mouth, chuckling, and soon finished the sweet treat.
Splash~
Ning Guang's exquisitely shaped jade body broke the surface of the water. With long, slender, and moist legs, so white they gleamed, she walked out.
Feng Yi had damaged his hot spring room's wall; she should discuss compensation with him!