Chapter 3: Unparalleled and Unequalled, Ning's Single Sword

  Ning Zhong then saw her husband's face somewhat gloomy, knowing he was really angry, but in her opinion, what fault did Jing Er have in this matter? Could it be that the Mount Heng Sect's Mo Shixiong had a covetous heart and wanted to teach Jing Er a few sword moves, and he still dared not to accept?

  She gave her husband a glance and suddenly smiled: "Shifu, tell me how was my sword move just now?"

  Yue Buqun's expression gradually relaxed as he heard his wife's inquiry, and he smiled: "Sister-in-law, your internal energy has advanced to such a degree that even I was deceived."

  Ning Zhongze then gave Ling Jing a signal, and Ling Jing knew that Yue Buqun was still concerned about his learning of the Hengshan School's martial arts. Seeing that his master's wife had helped him out of the situation, he tactfully retreated to one side.

  He came to Yue Lingxuan's side, returned the sword to her, and Yue Lingxuan took the sword, smiled at him, saying: "Dad is angry, wait a moment, you will be beaten by the board."

  Ling Jing looked at her with a smile that was not quite a smile, and said: "If Master really hits me with a board, I'll get it back from you, this is called 'father's debt, daughter pays'. As he spoke, his eyes glanced at Yue Lingxuan's hip, and a sly smile hung on his face.

  Yue Lingshan's face turned red, and she suddenly felt a burning sensation all over her body. The places where Ling Jing had touched her were tingling with numbness. In her panic, she suddenly punched Ling Jing in the chest and scolded him, "You rascal."

  Ling Jing grasped her small hand and gently put it down, saying in a low voice: "Don't make trouble, Master and Mistress are still watching."

  Yue Lingshan quietly raised her head and glanced at her parents, seeing that they hadn't noticed anything, she secretly let out a sigh of relief. Then, she turned her head again and glared at Ling Jing with hatred, pulling her hand out of his grasp and twisting it around his waist.

  Ling Jing couldn't help but smile wryly, thinking to himself, what's wrong with this woman? He decided not to bother with her anymore. Every day she had a resentful look on her face and would cry whenever she saw him. But now that he was being nice to her, she wouldn't stop throwing tantrums at him, it was really frustrating.

  He sighed helplessly in his heart, really couldn't understand women's thoughts.

  However, all of this was taken in by Linghu Chong without missing a single detail. He saw that Ling Jing and Yue Lingshan seemed to have made up as if nothing had happened. Every expression on Yue Lingshan's face was seen by him, and the joy in her eyes at this moment was something that anyone could see, let alone himself who had always been paying attention to her.

  He suddenly felt a sense of loss and bitterness in his heart, as many people could see that he had feelings for Yue Lingxuan. More than a year ago, without Yue Lingxuan's consent, he hastily displayed the "Chongling Sword Technique" in front of everyone, perhaps with the intention of stealing her love.

  "But have I succeeded myself?"

  Linghu Chong let out a sigh in his heart. What he had done that day, he had regretted afterwards. His junior brother and sister were originally the most compatible couple of Mount Hua, but because of him, they had been separated for over a year. Now that they had made up, he should be happy about it, this was also making up for some of his past mistakes.

  "But why can't I feel happy at all?" Linghu Chong shook his head and let out a soft sigh.

  On the other hand, Ning Zhong listened to her husband's praise and smiled: "Master brother is overpraising me, it's just a small skill, what's there to say!"

  Linghu Chong forced a faint smile onto his face and interjected, "With Master's wife's sword being so exquisite, I'm sure Tian Boguang wouldn't be able to dodge it either."

  Ning Zhong smiled slightly, saying: "Chong'er, since you said this move can kill Tian Boguang, if in the future you and Jing'er work hard, I will teach you this move."

  Ling Jing and Linghu Chong thanked them gladly, but Yue Lingshan wrapped her arms around Ning Zhongze's arm and said in a soft voice: "Mother, I also want to learn. Now that Ling Jing's martial arts skills are already so high, if he learns this sword move too, won't I only have the fate of being bullied by him?"

  Ning Zhong smiled and shook his head, saying: "Your internal energy is not ripe enough, this sword move can't be learned."

  Yue Lingshan pouted and said: "Ling Jing's internal strength is not much higher than mine, why can he learn it but I can't?"

  Ning Zhong and Yue Buqun exchanged a smile, then looked at Ling Jing together and said: "Your little Shidi's return this time is not just a simple improvement in swordsmanship. Even his internal skill cultivation has left you far behind."

  The disciples looked at each other in dismay, the swordsmanship that Ling Jing had just displayed was already astonishing to them, and now they heard their master's wife say that this little brother's internal strength cultivation far surpassed theirs, how could they not be shocked.

  Everyone looked at Ling Jing with a look of surprise on their faces.

  Yue Lingxuan blinked, looked at Ling Jing who still had a calm expression, and suddenly grabbed Yue Bogong's hand and asked: "Dad, is what mom said true?"

  Yue Buqun lightly coughed and said, "Jing'er's hard work and great progress isn't a normal thing? On the other hand, you seniors' skills have already fallen behind that of our youngest junior brother. Do you know to diligently practice your martial arts from now on?"

  All the fellow disciples nodded in agreement, but they were still surprised in their hearts. How could this little junior brother's martial arts improve so quickly? It wasn't long ago that he had surpassed all his senior and junior brothers by a wide margin.

  Yue Buqun's expression turned serious, and he turned to Ling Jing, saying: "Jing'er, although your martial arts have made great progress, which is a good thing, you must also remember to be cautious and not become arrogant or impulsive, do you understand?"

  Ling Jingdao said: "Yes, I understand."

  Yue Lingxuan suddenly clapped her hands and exclaimed with joy: "So, Ling Jing has become so formidable!" She looked at Ling Jing, the joy in her eyes almost impossible to conceal. Then she turned to her father and said, "However, Father, you must teach me a way to counter this sword technique of Mother's, otherwise, after Ling Jing learns it, he'll come and bully me all the time."

  Yue Buqun shook his head and smiled: "Your mother's sword is called 'Unmatched, Unrivaled, Ning Family Sword', the world has no match for it, how could I have a way to break it?"

  Ning Zhong then smiled and said: "What nonsense are you spouting? It's fine if I wear a tall hat, but if this gets out, it'll make the entire martial arts world laugh their teeth off."

  This sword move was created on the spot, containing the inner strength of Huashan School, the ultimate skill of swordsmanship, plus her own cleverness and wisdom, it is indeed extremely powerful, but since it was created on the spot, there is no specific name for it.

  Yue Buqun had originally wanted to name it "The Invincible Sword of Madame Yue", but then thought better of it. After all, his wife was a proud and haughty person who even after marriage still preferred her fellow martial artists to address her as "Ning Xia" rather than "Madame Yue". The three characters "Ning Xia" were a compliment to her own abilities, whereas the three characters "Yue Madame" carried the implication of relying on the fame of a great husband.

  She scolded her husband for talking nonsense, but in her heart she actually liked the eight words "Unmatched and unparalleled, Ning's one sword". She secretly praised her husband for being a scholar after all, giving this sword such a good name. The words seemed to have a lingering regret, but in fact they were deeply delightful.

  A few people chatted and laughed for a while, then Yue Buqun instructed Lao Denuo: "Denuo, you go and arrange the incense candles. Let Lin Feng pay his respects to our Huashan School's ancestors first."

  Lauder nodded and went out first.

  Yue Buqun and his wife then took their disciples to the back hall.

  In the blink of an eye, the disciples arrived at the rear hall where the ancestral tablets of the Huashan School were enshrined. On the wall hung a plaque with four characters: "Yi Qi Yu Jian" (With Spirit to Control the Sword). It was indeed a masterpiece of silver hook and iron painting, majestic and awe-inspiring.

  Ling Jing had been here before, and he knew that every new disciple who joined the sect had to come here to worship the ancestral tablet of the Huashan School's founder, only then could they be considered a formal member of the Huashan lineage.

  Yue Lingshan and Ling Jing fell behind the crowd, but suddenly Yue Lingshan whispered in Ling Jing's ear: "Ling Jing, your martial arts skills have improved so quickly, while I've been left far behind."

  In fact, she was worried that Ling Jing's martial arts had already reached such a high level, and with her current skills, she feared that it would be difficult for her to keep up with him in sword practice from now on.

  Ling Jing smiled and glanced at her, gently stroking her cheek, saying: "How come, my martial arts have made great progress, but you're not happy about it?"

  Yue Lingshan gave him a sideways glance, her small face scrunched up, and said in a low voice: "It's not like that at all."

  Ling Jing was somewhat perplexed, the thoughts of this girl's family had always been unpredictable, and with his emotional intelligence, he couldn't understand Yue Lingxuan's mind at this time.

  PS: Update 2

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