Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 112 - 95: Never Wallowing in the Mire

August 31, 2017

At the end of August, the sunlight suddenly became fiercely malicious, as if it intended to incinerate everything in the world with its supreme strength.

Even the bustling and prosperous QingCyan Cloud City was scorched to the point of exhaustion by this exceptionally fierce sunlight. The usually bustling Central District became sparsely populated, and even the entrance of the Cyan Cloud Cultivator Mutual Aid Association was deserted.

However, this vicious sun had no effect on the people inside the grand mansions, such as the luxurious and wealthy families like the Li Family, Lu Family, and Qian Family. The courtyards would naturally be arranged with cooling arrays to block the heat outside the gates, ensuring the interior was perennially spring-like.

In fact, during the scorching heat of July and August, the temperature inside would be deliberately reduced a bit to counteract the psychological impact of the intense sunlight on the people inside.

However, in the autumn-cool grandeur of these courtyards, a group of boys and girls was panting heavily, sweating profusely, each person in a sorry state, yet not one of them complained or groaned. Even as they endured the fatigue and tearing pain coursing through their limbs and bones, they persisted in completing the training tasks without a sound.

On one hand, the vigorous and robust bald instructor was hovering coldly dozens of feet in the air, watching every movement below. Any slight mistake would be swiftly caught and noted by his keen sight.

On the other hand, although this late-August special training was exceedingly brutal, compared to Li Chaolu, who adopted a new training method, sweating was already a great enjoyment.

They were just sweating, while on the other side, blood was being shed!

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With a flash of pink light, Li Chaolu’s tall and graceful figure suddenly appeared in the middle of an empty training ground, but at the moment of emergence, Li Chaolu collapsed powerlessly to the ground, her face as pale as paper, her breathing rapid and weak, accompanied by a faint cough.

"Cough, cough!"

With a light cough, a large area of bloodstains resembling rose petals was left on the ground, presenting a shocking sight.

However, Li Chaolu merely wiped the blood off her lips with her sleeve and stood up again, pink light emanating from her body, disappearing in a flash and reappearing a hundred feet away.

Hundred Flowers Sword, Ephemeral Flash, a body technique that uses Sword Qi to envelop the body for ultra-fast movement, ranks among the top below the Cloud Surge Realm. Once one masters the Hundred Flowers Swordsmanship to above the Fifteenth Heaven, it evolves into the Hundred Flowers Flash, capable of creating hundreds of illusionary clones dispersed across the battlefield, allowing the caster to freely move among them, elusive and unpredictable.

This technique’s sole drawback is its enormous consumption, making it difficult to use multiple times consecutively, usually limiting to three consecutive flashes before countless minute injuries form internally, requiring physical recovery before flashing again... However, Li Chaolu had audaciously executed the fifth flash of Ephemeral Flash, with injuries everywhere from limbs to bones, even involving internal organs.

Despite this, she did not cease her movement, proceeding to the sixth flash, the seventh flash, and finally, just as she struggled to prepare for the eighth flash, she spat out a mouthful of dark blood, her body decisively collapsing to the ground.

"Very good."

As Li Chaolu fell, Wang Jiu gracefully arrived beside her, offering a compliment.

"Now, almost all your organs are injured. Take the healing elixir pills and while your body recovers, memorize this Sword Formation Deduction Map."

Li Chaolu lay on the ground, trembling as she put the two Healing Holy Medicines she was clutching into her mouth, while looking at Wang Jiu with despair.

"Can I... Can I rest for a moment..."

Wang Jiu replied, "Of course, according to the training plan, you have half an hour of resting time. During this period, fully relax and wait for the Jade Dew Pill to take effect and heal your physical injuries."

"Then..." Li Chaolu meekly glanced at the paper in Wang Jiu’s hand, then looked at him with teary eyes.

Wang Jiu looked back genuinely and said, "Your Divine Sense is not injured, and it won’t affect your memory, so you can safely begin memorizing the Sword Formation Deduction Map."

"It’s not about the Divine Sense being injured..." Li Chaolu was on the verge of tears.

Wang Jiu pondered briefly and added, "If you’re worried your intelligence level won’t allow you to memorize thirty-two sword manuals within half an hour, there’s no need. From our time together, I judge your IQ to be at least 4 points, which is one level higher than Shen Qingming, who can memorize thirty diagrams in half an hour, so..."

Before he finished speaking, Li Chaolu’s expression changed, firmly stating, "Don’t worry, even if it’s sixty-four diagrams, I’ll remember them all!"

Wang Jiu’s eyes lit up, "Really? That’s excellent. I’ll give you the remaining thirty-two diagrams as well. After half an hour, I’ll check them."

Saying this, he magically produced another stack of diagrams and handed them to Li Chaolu.

"..." Li Chaolu, wordless, silently spat blood.

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On the other side of the training ground, boys and girls who had just ended the first phase of training and begun a brief recess were all dumbfounded. They watched Li Chaolu both vomiting blood and furrowing her brows in the midst of memorizing sword manuals, feeling immensely grateful that they hadn’t chosen to follow Li Chaolu yesterday and change allegiance.

Even many girls enamored with Wang Jiu’s looks felt a chill running down their spines, reflecting on the truth that one can know a person’s face but not their heart. However, a very few unique girls were watching Wang Jiu’s emotionless struggle with Li Chaolu, feeling a peculiar longing arise in their hearts.