Facing an Ancient God for a Year

Chapter 160: Chapter 159 Sword Heart’s Legacy (Six)_1

In fact, Fu Qian also found it strange.

Compared to when they had last met, the Ji Liushuang before him had clearly progressed,

but strictly speaking, her strength had still not broken through the Sixth Phase, a major realm’s difference from his own.

With his deliberate disguise, it was highly unlikely for her to notice.

Not to mention in such a distracted state.

“In any case, this isn’t a place you should be.”

After being stunned by Fu Qian’s words for a long while, Ji Liushuang finally regained her composure a bit.

“Let’s talk outside.”

“Alright!”

Fu Qian did not refuse her suggestion.

In his current state, continuing to Li Weixuan was impossible.

And when Ji Liushuang spoke those words, she had not even put down the Sword Bell in her hand.

Ji Liushuang wasn’t foolish; her earlier words could only temporarily bamboozle her, any anomaly would be detected by her.

However, it wasn’t an entirely fruitless endeavor, Ji Liushuang’s condition was rather unique, which could be studied opportunistically.

Thus, Fu Qian, as if possessed by the spirit of an Academy Award-winning actor, followed Ji Liushuang outside with a gaze full of tender love.

“You should take off your clothes first, otherwise it would be troublesome if someone spotted us.”

Only at this moment did Ji Liushuang appear to relax slightly and stored away the Sword Bell.

“It’s alright here.”

Fu Qian smiled, but still took out the items from his pocket as told and threw his clothes to the side.

“I am now an instructor at Heaven’s Commencement Institute, so it’s no problem for me to come here.”

He waved the card in his hand.

An instructor at Heaven’s Commencement Institute…

Ji Liushuang was stunned again.

This man, claiming to be her father, was actually an instructor at the Academy?

But if it was true, it did prove what he said – with the many methods of Heaven’s Commencement Institute, maintaining a youthful appearance was not difficult.

Sometimes, life is just that mysterious.

For example, you leave the house fine and well in the morning, and halfway there, you suddenly gain a father.

Seeing Ji Liushuang’s complex expression as she conversed, and her intentional avoidance of eye contact with him, Fu Qian laughed and explained, deliberately making his motives sound vague.

“I haven’t been with the Academy for long, and today is undeniably the happiest day for me.”

“I actually wasn’t planning on speaking to you, I just wanted to take a glance… You don’t need to rush to say anything.”

“That said, how did you recognize me? I am quite confident in my disguise.”

Fu Qian feigned curiosity, pretending to change the subject to avoid awkwardness.

“…Actually, I don’t know either.”

After a long silence, Ji Liushuang finally shook her head and spoke.

“The truth is, I’m not really familiar with Tong Minghui; I also couldn’t see through your disguise.”

“But I just knew it wasn’t him when I saw you.”

Is it really that mystical? Is there any logic left!

After hearing Ji Liushuang’s response, Fu Qian silently marveled in his heart and thought of another question.

“Isn’t the Sword Pavilion open today? Why didn’t you participate?”

“I did participate, I just left early, that’s all.”

Ji Liushuang sighed silently, speaking softly as if suddenly remembering something.

“You just said you went to the Sword Pavilion?”

“Yes!”

Fu Qian nodded with a smile, not explaining why.

“It’s a pity I was only inside for a short while before I was kicked out. I didn’t even ascend to the second floor.”

…

Upon hearing this, Ji Liushuang uttered a low “oh,” and after a moment of silence,

“I’m on the fourth floor, you definitely won’t be able to see me.”

Fourth floor?

Hadn’t that careless guard said only up to the third floor was allowed?

Fu Qian thought for a moment, guessing that this was probably a privilege extended to this excellent student.

“Today, while meditating in the Sword Pavilion, I suddenly felt unwell.”

Whether she wanted to divert attention or was eager to confide, Ji Liushuang continued speaking.

“I felt indescribably tired all of a sudden, my head in a haze, and no matter how hard I tried, I couldn’t concentrate on the sword anymore.”

“I persisted for a while, but there was no improvement, so I decided to walk outside.”

“Before I knew it, I ended up here, and then I saw you.”

Ji Liushuang glanced at Fu Qian, her emotions unreadable.

“So when you asked me how I knew, the answer is I didn’t know.”

“In fact, because my mind was so foggy, I didn’t even notice you, but when you walked past me, something just felt off.”

“It was as if a voice was telling me there’s something wrong with this person.”

A voice speaking? Ji Liushuang’s description piqued Fu Qian’s interest.

“But if this is the so-called Sword Intent, it seems a bit too absurd.”

Ji Liushuang gave a somewhat melancholic smile.

“What exactly is Sword Intent?”

Seeing her enthusiasm for the topic, Fu Qian remembered his mission and wasn’t too proud to ask.

However, to Ji Liushuang, Fu Qian’s question seemed like he was just going along with the conversation, and she didn’t point it out.

“Sword Intent is a concept in Sword Dao cultivation.”

“From the first day, every instructor has told us, ‘Sword in hand, but more importantly, sword in heart.’

Only by clarifying one’s heart and seeing one’s true nature can one find their true meaning of Sword Dao, which is Sword Intent.

Sword Intent isn’t bound by one’s cultivation level, it can be comprehended and nurtured at any stage.

Once it’s understood, it signifies finding the path to one’s own Demigod Path.”n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

Although it sounded a bit esoteric, there didn’t seem to be any major problems with the explanation.

Sword Intent represents the Demigod Path, which now made the emphasis placed on access to the Sword Pavilion understandable.

As Fu Qian pondered, he observed Ji Liushuang.

The feeling became clearer—that she indeed had something more about her, some change that affected her entire being.

To put it more artistically, she inexplicably had an aura of the immortal—or demonic.

Sword Intent, Sword Heart?

Considering his mission, could it be that Ji Liushuang was the actual target of his journey?

Apart from a faint non-human aura, there was nothing obviously malevolent about her so far.

“If there’s nothing else, you should go back first.”

Ji Liushuang looked up into the distance, her face suddenly turning cold as she turned back to squarely face Fu Qian for the first time.

“I’ll regard what you said just now as unheard, and you shouldn’t mention it to anyone either.”

“I’ll be leaving soon.”

Although Ji Liushuang spoke unkindly, Fu Qian did not show any displeasure.

Following her gaze, Fu Qian immediately understood why she wanted him to leave.

A long queue was approaching from afar, every individual dressed in the Swordsmanship Department uniform.

The time had come, the Sword Pavilion was now closed, today’s meditation had ended.

Whether Ji Liushuang believed his earlier bluster or not, she certainly did not want others to witness the scene before them.

From a distance, the students displayed varied expressions after a day of meditation.

Silence, excitement, exhaustion—the emotionally complex crowd quickly approached.

The students immediately noticed Ji Liushuang and Fu Qian standing there and cast questioning looks.

“Liushuang, are you alright? What happened to you just now?”

At the forefront of the queue, Yuan Xin from earlier took the lead, looking at Ji Liushuang with concern.