At the sound, Angelia clearly started. She thought her vigilance was high, yet she hadn't expected someone to be so close by, undetected.

“Who is it?” With her heart pounding, Angelia demanded coldly. No sooner had the words left her mouth than two children—a boy and a girl—slowly emerged from behind a tree.

These two were none other than Zhong Shenxiu and Robin, on their way to 'Gulu City.' Neither of them had expected such a coincidence, running into Angelia practicing her sword forms. The ever-curious Zhong Shenxiu stopped, wanting to see what the swordsmanship of this world was like.

The moment he looked, he almost retched. In his mind, how could the people here be so dense?

Can’t they even use Qi? That style of swordsmanship couldn't be called a form at all—it was clearly just a barbarian hacking and slashing!

Finally, Zhong Shenxiu couldn't bear to watch any longer, which was why he spoke up. Two children?

Angelia clearly hadn't anticipated that the newcomers would be children. She couldn't fathom why two children would be out here now that the moon was already up.

Strange, truly strange! Angelia, always self-assured and aloof, saw that Zhong Shenxiu and Robin were merely children.

She sheathed her sword and prepared to turn away. She detested interruptions while practicing; this very aversion was why she frequently chose such a secluded spot at this late hour for her training.

Angelia was notoriously known as the Ice Beauty; she never cared for superfluous chatter. “Hey, was that what you call practicing the sword?

It was utterly crude. Do you want to know how a sword is actually used?” Zhong Shenxiu called out to Angelia as she started to leave.

It was only because Zhong Shenxiu was in a good mood today that he bothered speaking to her like this; at another time, he wouldn't waste the breath! Angelia glanced at Zhong Shenxiu but said nothing, continuing to walk forward.

So arrogant? Zhong Shenxiu felt a surge of frustration.

He’d gone out of his way to offer pointers to this young girl, expecting praise, but instead, he’d been snubbed; she clearly didn't appreciate the gesture. You don't appreciate it, fine!

You’ll regret this later! With that thought, Zhong Shenxiu turned to Robin and commanded, “Robin, practice your sword for her.

Show her how a sword should be wielded!” In all his years, this was the first time Zhong Shenxiu had been so lightly dismissed. It was utterly intolerable!

What made it worse was that the one dismissing him was just a young girl, barely developed and far from mature. Robin cheerfully accepted the order, drawing the bone sword, "Cun Mang," from her waist with a swoosh!

Angelia hadn't paid the slightest attention to the two children. She didn't care where they came from or what their purpose was; her mind was consumed with improving her strength, leaving no room for anything else.

Though largely unconcerned, Angelia couldn't help but cast an accidental glance at Robin. That single look was enough to fix her gaze upon the long sword in Robin's hand.

What in the world was that sword? Why was it entirely snow-white?

And why was the design so peculiar—not only long but seemingly segmented with multiple joints along its length? Could that even qualify as a sword?

Intrigued, Angelia looked a few more times. It had to be said: the bone sword Zhong Shenxiu had made for Robin was not only unique but exquisitely beautiful, truly a masterpiece of unparalleled art.

The snow-white sword, paired with Robin's delicate features and her flowing hair stirred by the breeze, created a vision of breathtaking beauty! Angelia’s initial surprise quickly turned into disdain.

In her mind, this was merely an ornament, completely lacking practical value! Just as Angelia formed this opinion and prepared to leave, she saw Robin move.

That soft, graceful hand began to dance with "Cun Mang." The sword form Robin was currently executing was the "Zhu Xian Zhan Mo Jian Fa" (Immortal Slaying Demon Executing Sword Form), which she had learned only recently. Though she hadn't grasped the essence of the technique, the execution itself was captivating.

The sword in Robin's hand moved faster and faster, so quickly that only a streak of white light could be discerned. Then, Robin’s entire body began to move with increasing speed, until only a flickering silhouette could be perceived, whirling up and down.

The wind generated by the gyrating sword grew fiercer, and the chilling aura of slaughter emanating from the blade began to diffuse outwards, sending shivers down the spine! This… what is this?

Angelia’s face was etched with terror. In all her years, this was the first sight that had shocked her so profoundly.

How is this possible? How can she do this?

Has she reached the level of a Sword God? But Angelia immediately dismissed that thought: Impossible.

How old is she? How could she possibly attain the realm of a Sword God!

Yet, what was she witnessing before her eyes? Could it just be an illusion?

Angelia was completely bewildered, utterly stunned by the power Robin was displaying! Angelia had always harbored an ideal: to prove through strength that women, as sword fighters, were in no way inferior to men!

She never imagined that this ideal, which she had strived for so long, would be realized today by a complete stranger—a little girl. How could this not shock her?

Angelia was neither foolish nor blind. She knew that the power Robin was currently exhibiting was absolutely superior to any male swordsman she had ever encountered—every single one!

(That is, provided she hadn't witnessed Zhong Shenxiu unleash his power!) Just as Angelia watched, lost in awe, Zhong Shenxiu spoke up, “Alright Robin, it’s time for us to move on.” Hearing Zhong Shenxiu’s command, Robin immediately stopped her movements and stood still, then followed Zhong Shenxiu toward 'Gulu City.' Seeing the look of shock on Angelia’s face, a satisfied smirk touched the corner of Zhong Shenxiu’s mouth. He knew that the impact Robin had delivered was enough for Angelia to chew on for days.

Hmph, see how arrogant you are now! Still so proud?

Perhaps feeling that this wasn't quite enough to quell his irritation, as he passed Angelia, Zhong Shenxiu remarked with a tone of regretful certainty, “I can tell you with complete honesty, your swordplay is truly pathetic!” That was the nature of Zhong Shenxiu: you could ignore him if you didn't provoke him, but if you crossed him, he absolutely would not let it go! Everyone in the cultivation world knew about his foul temper; because of this, no one was foolish enough to actively seek trouble with such a bizarre individual!

Angelia clearly hadn't processed what had just happened—why did the practice stop so abruptly? Hadn't it just begun?

By the time Angelia recovered, Zhong Shenxiu and Robin were already far in the distance. Angelia felt the urge to call them back, but it was as if something had lodged in her throat, preventing any sound from escaping.

For an Ice Beauty like her to willingly seek out a child—that was something she found genuinely difficult to do! Humans always choose the path of 'suffering for the sake of face'!

As Angelia stood frozen in thought, a slight breeze swept by, and the sound of continuous “kaba~ kaba~” noises began to echo around her. Angelia focused her gaze and gasped, sucking in a sharp breath!