After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 47 - Mirror Flower

Chapter 47: Mirror Flower

Luo Yueguan’s brows furrowed slightly.

She didn’t understand Jiang Huai as well as Chu Xianning did and subconsciously thought that Jiang Huai might really have some kind of hysteria. Even if he had cultivated the Immaculate Golden Body and his swordsmanship was excellent, his limit was only up against a late-stage Golden Core at most.

The gap between Nascent Soul and Core Formation was like a chasm.

Could it be that he still thought he was the mid-stage Core Formation cultivator with a Heavenly Dao Golden Core?

Luo Yueguan was about to get up to ease the situation when Luo Qingyu suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“Brother Jiang Huai will win.” Luo Qingyu’s eyes sparkled, probably because she was happy hearing Jiang Huai mention that their wedding plans would proceed as usual.

“What other tricks does he have up his sleeve?” Luo Yueguan was puzzled, not understanding.

“I don’t know.” Luo Qingyu shook her head.

“But Brother Jiang Huai will win.”

“How do you know?”

“Because Brother Jiang Huai is the smartest.”

If Chu Xianning were here, she would act just like Luo Qingyu, without any desire to stop him. Probably because they both knew very well that Jiang Huai would never let himself be at a disadvantage.

With Luo Qingyu’s intervention, Luo Yueguan hesitated for a moment before sitting back down on the bench. Luo Qingyu dutifully came behind her and began to gently massage her shoulders.

Luo Yueguan’s body suddenly stiffened but gradually relaxed, feeling the soft fingertips of her daughter on her shoulders, her thoughts becoming complex.

……

Compared to the light smile on Jiang Huai’s face, Gu Zhou’s eyes were full of surprise at this moment.

“Do you want to challenge me with a sword?” Gu Zhou lifted his head, his eyes full of confusion.

“Yes, if I win, please return home and do not bring up the matter of asking for Qingyu’s marriage proposal again. My Qingyu’s does not like strangers bothering her.”

“What if you lose?” Gu Zhou immediately countered.

But the Jiang Huai in front of him still had a smirk-like smile, “I won’t lose.”

“Do you really think you are still that Heavenly Dao Golden Core swordsman Jiang Huai?!”

Gu Zhou suddenly became inexplicably angry, Jiang Huai’s smirking demeanor at this moment was truly infuriatingly presumptuous.

Too pretentious! This is way too pretentious!

Just like at the Eastern Region competition, this man always acts lazily every day, seeming half-asleep when dueling with others, his sword moves light and effortless, yet no one can withstand even one of his strikes.

If someone wanted to know where they went wrong and asked him, he would gladly give them a few pointers. At that time, countless female cultivators from the Eastern Region competition left him spiritual imprints on transmission jade stones, truly infuriating others to the point of gnashing their teeth.

“Why do you think so?”

“Anyway, you won’t win. How about, want to give it a try? A gentleman’s agreement, if you lose, then stop pestering Qingyu and don’t bring up the marriage proposal again.”

“Let’s go!”

Gu Zhou was momentarily overwhelmed by a surge of blood to the brain, so much so that he didn’t even mention what Jiang Huai would have to give up if he won. He then drew out the bright long saber from his waist.

The saber was a good one, forged from Earth-grade spiritual materials, an Earth-grade spiritual weapon. Although it lacked a saber spirit, it was extremely sharp and could easily tear through Jiang Huai’s Immaculate Golden Body’s defense.

And in Jiang Huai’s hand was Luo Qingyu’s sword, an Earth-tier spiritual sword named Qin Yu, a birthday gift from Luo Yueguan to Luo Qingyu when she turned sixteen. This sword had accompanied Luo Qingyu at the Eastern Region competition, where it disrupted the Dao hearts of many young disciples from the Eastern Region.

Gu Zhou was a cultivator from the Haori Sect, practicing the sect’s supreme secret technique, the Burning Fire Scripture, with an innate blazing fire spiritual root. The moment he grasped the saber, the surrounding spiritual energy became intensely hot, even the blade itself glowed with a red fiery light.

The gap between Nascent Soul and Core Formation is like a chasm. Once a cultivator reached Nascent Soul, they could fly with light and use most of the Earth-grade techniques. Simply put, the spiritual energy storage of an early-stage Nascent Soul was more than three times that of a late-stage Core Formation. Now, the fiery flames rose around Gu Zhou as if they were about to ignite Luo Yueguan’s courtyard.

And Jiang Huai just stood there alone, holding a sword, his face still slightly pale. After all, he had just gotten out of bed not long ago from his injuries.

“Then I will make my move.” Jiang Huai slowly raised the spiritual sword in his hand.

This sentence reminded Gu Zhou of something.

Damn it!

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He remembered the Eastern Region competition four years ago, where Jiang Huai always did the same thing, announcing before he struck, telling others that his sword was about to fall. But no one could catch his sword.

Back then, he also lost to Jiang Huai like this, only remembering that the sword was incredibly fast like a streak of light.

The moment it was a streak of light, the sword had already landed on his neck.

So the moment Jiang Huai spoke, Gu Zhou held his breath and exerted his strength, spinning the blade in his hand, locking all his spiritual energy onto Jiang Huai, and swinging at his chest.

In an instant, his body turned into an afterimage, and the air released a large swath of red waves, causing the grass and trees in the courtyard to sway. But Jiang Huai still stood there, his sword-holding hand seemingly just starting to lift.

But his blade missed.

Clearly, Jiang Huai’s presence was right there, and his spiritual energy had completely locked him down. Even if he closed his eyes, there would be no mistake in his strike. But his blade hit nothing but air, causing him to lose his balance. In that instant, a cool sensation suddenly came from his neck.

When he stopped, lowered his head, and reached out to touch his neck, warm blood spread on his fingertips.

“The outcome is decided.”

This sentence was also Jiang Huai’s standard line. When he won in the Eastern Region competition, he would always recite it to prevent the other party from harboring any hope of a sneak attack, which would not only be disgraceful for the opponent but also a hassle for him.

Gu Zhou turned his head back, and there was Jiang Huai standing behind him. With a light flick, the few drops of blood on the blade fell to the ground, soaking into the soil.

He still hadn’t snapped back to reality, staring at Jiang Huai for a long time.

“I… I hit you, I clearly did!”

“No, you didn’t.”

“I clearly did!”

“But here I am, standing perfectly fine? Alright, alright, if I told you why you didn’t hit me, wouldn’t that mean you could counter my move? But as it stands, it looks like I’ve won, right? Saint Gu.”

Jiang Huai’s face was still smiling, and the astonishment in Gu Zhou’s eyes gradually subsided. He looked down at the saber in his hand, lost in thought for a long while. The disbelief on his face slowly settled and dissipated, and he bit his teeth slightly.

“You won, fair and square. I’ll return to my sect.”

“Saint Gu is upright and magnanimous, a true gentleman for accepting the loss,” Jiang Huai waved his hand at him.

“So, no need for farewells.”

Gu Zhou felt his cheeks burning, and the sense of humiliation rising in his heart made him feel unbearable. He immediately sheathed his saber and hurriedly left the courtyard. Jiang Huai turned around to see Luo Yueguan’s slightly astonished eyes and chuckled at her.

“Alright, the trouble is taken care of.”

“Before you were crippled… what was your cultivation level?” Luo Yueguan’s lips moved slightly.

If Gu Zhou’s astonishment was because he didn’t understand why he hadn’t hit Jiang Huai, then Luo Yueguan’s astonishment was because she had seen clearly how Jiang Huai had done it.

“Definitely not at the Core Formation Golden Core mid-stage,” Jiang Huai said with an innocent smile.

“How did your cultivation get crippled?”

“Because the evil cultivator I killed wasn’t at the Nascent Soul late stage either. I had bad luck and encountered someone stronger… I had no choice but to self-destruct my cultivation to kill him.”

Jiang Huai didn’t hide too much from Luo Yueguan.

Before he was crippled, he had used all his experience scrolls in one go, and his cultivation had instantly entered the Divine Transformation tenth layer, equal to the evil cultivator he killed. The evil cultivator had practiced for a thousand years and summoned all his spiritual treasures, but still couldn’t beat him. Jiang Huai wasn’t very adept at using the divine abilities of Divine Transformation, which is why he had to self-destruct in the end.

His cultivation was crippled, but the soul power he had cultivated through the Pure Arcane Contemplation Manual was still there.

At the moment Gu Zhou made his move, Jiang Huai had already moved behind him. He had simply used a soul secret technique he had cultivated to create an illusion for Gu Zhou, making him believe that Jiang Huai was foolishly standing there. This move, aside from the power of the soul, also included the sword intent 【Mirror Flower】 that Jiang Huai had comprehended himself.

To bully ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators, it was certainly enough.

Those casual cultivators at the foot of the mountain, each one of them was cunning. When it comes to sword fighting, who talks about fairness? If you can ambush, you don’t face them head-on; if you can poison, you don’t draw your sword. All sorts of underhanded tricks are played in the dark. Jiang Huai had also gone through more than a dozen secret realms, fighting wits and bravery with those crafty people for so many years. Now, being able to have a fair sword fight was an extremely blissful thing.

“What was the cultivation level of the evil cultivator you killed?” Luo Yueguan’s curiosity was piqued.

Jiang Huai just smiled and said nothing.

A hint of annoyance quickly appeared in Luo Yueguan’s eyes. At that moment, she suddenly realized that her relationship with Jiang Huai was not as close as it seemed. If before she was a mother-in-law to a worthy son-in-law, now even that relationship was gone. His secrets were indeed not something she was entitled to know.

“Then I’ll go prepare the evening meal,” Jiang Huai turned and walked into the kitchen in the back courtyard.

Luo Yueguan paused, “Do you need any ingredients? I can have them sent over.”

“No need, I brought some with me,” Jiang Huai replied softly.

He had anticipated staying at the Qingxuan Sect for a couple of days. Luo Qingyu wanted to eat the food he cooked, so he brought ingredients for three days. He would settle down with Luo Qingyu at the Qingxuan Sect and, by the way, help ease the relationship between mother and daughter before he left.

As long as he returned to his sect within seven days, it would be fine, as he still had some matters to deal with by then, and the sword he had lent out needed to be returned.

……

Jiang Huai started to get busy in the kitchen, and soon Luo Qingyu came to help. She had learned to assist Jiang Huai and also to sneak tastes.

While Jiang Huai wasn’t paying attention, Luo Qingyu carefully pinched a freshly fried scallion meatball and brought it to her lips, but then suddenly thought of something. Holding the meatball between her fingertips, she brought it to Jiang Huai’s lips, “Brother Jiang Huai, you eat first.”

Jiang Huai couldn’t help but laugh, “It’s hot right out of the pot.”

“Then Qingyu will try it first.”

Luo Qingyu pinched the meatball to her lips and took a small bite, then blew on it for a while with her tender lips before bringing the half-eaten meatball to Jiang Huai’s lips, blinking innocently, “It’s not hot anymore.”

Jiang Huai, with no choice, lowered his head and bit off the meatball from the girl’s fingertips.

Luo Qingyu’s cheeks showed a shallow dimple.