"Not practicing today." Mu Qianyue put away the Life-destroying Sword, lightly stepped through the void to stand before him, and said with a smile, "We've finally had the chance to meet; let's not talk about swords and blades. Jing, I've missed you!"
With that, she reached out and tightly embraced him.
Nalan Jing's face carried a gentle smile as he reached out to hug her back.
Days passed unhurriedly. Besides cultivating every day, Mu Qianyue was now comprehending Sword Dao, delving into it, but she still hadn't grasped the Sword Intent of moving the sword at will.
Nalan Jing, on the other hand, would come to White Tiger Academy every few days and then return, living a life of traveling between two places. As a Divine Martial Artist, he only consumed a bit of True Essence Power, without any other loss.
