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Her prominent chest rose and fell slightly, and Nan Lingsha’s complexion turned crimson, clearly, the effort of exhibiting the Twelfth Sword, even in the realm of painting, still consumed a great deal of her energy.

She slowly turned around, glancing at the white tent, and saw that Zhu Minglang had neatly seated himself there, even leading the applause for her.

This made Nan Lingsha breathe a sigh of relief.

It seemed that no one had noticed.

This Sword Meteor Sword Technique was still too profound, the mere twelve strokes felt as if they were draining her of all her spirit, energy, and soul. If used in real combat, should the twelve painted swords fail to defeat an opponent, the one most likely to die would probably be herself.

“Such a formidable painter,” the veiled Hall Master Wen Lingfei sincerely exclaimed.

The several elders of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, all the presidents, and the female disciples of the Swordswoman all marveled as well. The power of these twelve strokes was no less than that of a real Sword Master. It was merely a demonstration, yet it made all the masters of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect keenly aware of how terrifying the painter’s strength was!

Miao Mountain Sword Sect’s Wu Feng, Hao Ye, Yun Zhonghe, and Shao Ying gazed at Nan Lingsha as if she were a monster.

Is there even any room left for us to live?!!!

These orthodox swordsmen from Yaoshan Sword Sect had not yet grasped such a high level. In the entire Yaoshan Sword Sect, there were but a few who could perform more than ten swords. Nan Lingsha, as a painter, had merely observed the Swords Descend Formation and was able to comprehend its essence!

Only at this moment did everybody realize why Nan Lingsha was the first to reach the top of the Sword Pavilion!

“Miss Lingsha, the first time around you could only use four or five strokes, but this time it was twelve. I reckon no realm of God and Mortal would pose a challenge for you now,” Zhu Minglang applauded. His admiration was heartfelt.

The Twelfth Sword!

He initially thought Nan Lingsha was using her artistic skill to create a chaotic illusion to craft an opportunity for herself to steal, yet she genuinely managed to depict the Twelfth Sword…

“You’ve lost,” the rosiness on Nan Lingsha’s cheeks slowly returned to a snowy white.

“What?” Zhu Minglang didn’t quite understand.

After a while, Zhu Minglang realized what Nan Lingsha meant and could only offer a sheepish smile.

Nan Lingsha was talking about who would be the first to climb the mountain!

Indeed, he had lost.

But that was because he had wandered into the Sword Tomb, and the Sword Spirit Dragon had started a fight with the ghosts there. Otherwise, he would have been at the Sword Pavilion much earlier!

However, losing to a painter niece doesn’t really count as something shameful.

As a God and Mortal, the further you go, the more you’re just a working stiff.

In the exchanges that followed, Zhu Minglang appeared nonchalant, but his heart was tumultuous.

Don’t get discovered!

Don’t let them find out at all costs!

The female Sword Sect swordsmen of Miao Mountain all wore veils, practically half-blinded, so they might not notice that the Ancient Lantern Jade was stolen.

If only the swordsmanship exchange could end soon, allowing everyone to descend the mountain safely, and then quickly depart, everything would be fine!

As evening approached, what followed was both great Sword Sects’ Sect Forests demonstrating some more basic swordsmanship, mainly for the disciples to learn.

Before they knew it, dusk had arrived, and Zhu Minglang felt that this group of sword fanatics actually seemed to be insatiable.

How did they start getting along so well? The atmosphere was too polite. Weren’t the tensions like drawn swords and bows just fine? They could just loathe each other and then leave, continuing their generational enmity. Why act as though they were about to become in-laws?

“Today’s observation has indeed been immensely beneficial for our sect. In a few days, we’ll also send some disciples to learn from the Yaoshan Sword Sect. Thank you to the several Yaoshan Sword Sect Swordsmen for your candid teachings,” Master Wen said graciously.

“The sky has darkened, and we are aware of the rules of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, so we will descend the mountain first…” said Master Wu Feng.

At first, they indeed came with significant prejudice, but gradually, the Swords women of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect were not so aggressive, and the treatment of the several men had completely changed.

Being recognized by the sect leader and elders, Master Wu Feng still felt the trip was worthwhile. After all, for many years the Miao Mountain Sword Sect had been entirely insular, not giving the slightest regard to other Sect Forests. To make them see the Yaoshan Sword Sect in a new light was more beneficial for the future development of the Sword Sects!

“Rules are made by people. The Miao Mountain Sword Sect has indeed been somewhat closed off in recent years. Since I have taken charge, I’ve gradually made some changes,” Wen Lingfei said.

“Sect Leader, we’ve never had a precedent for accommodating men overnight,” several elders said in alarm, as if by hosting men, they would lose their honor!

Wen Lingfei clearly felt that it was already evening, and the several swordsmen had performed swordsmanship all day and were very tired. Sending them down the mountain at this time was too pedantic and too much.

The Yaoshan Sword Sect’s Master Wu Feng, a free-spirited young lady, always accommodated their Miao Mountain Sword Sect rules, but she didn’t hide anything when imparting swordsmanship. That kind of open-mindedness deserved admiration and respect.

Just as she said, rules are made by people.

Now that she was the sect leader, if she said it was possible, then it was possible.

“To stay overnight, that’s fantastic! I’ve always heard that the female disciples of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect are fragrant and delightful. Even if they’re just sitting quietly, their scent intoxicates. Moreover, after bathing and changing clothes, ah, my greatest dream in life is finally coming true—to spend the night at the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, heh heh heh!” Zhu Minglang said loudly, as if he feared others wouldn’t hear him.

All the Swords women furrowed their brows tightly.

This scoundrel! So, he had this intention from the beginning!

How could they let such a libertine spend the night at the Miao Mountain Sword Sect!

“Master Wen, in our Mist Country, men are extremely courteous. In our eyes, a young lady’s chamber is a sacred place. Even if invited, we can’t just enter at will. Similarly, the Miao Mountain Sword Sect has also regarded the Sect Forest as sacred and set some rules. Naturally, we will not mind. It’s just that you are willing to send some disciples to our Yaoshan Sword Sect as guests, and we welcome that immensely,” Wu Feng maintained the dignity befitting a mature man.

They upheld the tradition of exalting women, and that did not hinder the humility and virtues of men from the Mist Country.

“Master Wu, if most swordsmen of the Yaoshan Sword Sect are like you, their state of mind alone surpasses many of our proud and haughty female swordsmen of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect,” Master Wen said with a bow, expressing an apologetic gesture and, at the same time, sincere admiration.

“Master Wen, please hold on a bit longer. We actually really want to stay overnight. Brother Wu Feng, there’s no need to act like an old gentleman now. When you go back and tell the other hall masters that you spent the night at the Miao Mountain Sword Sect, they will all be envious of you,” Zhu Minglang said with an unwilling look, hurriedly speaking.

“Uncle Master, even if that’s your true inner thought, you shouldn’t say it out loud like this. It’s embarrassing,” Junior Sister Shao Ying said in a small voice.

“What’s so embarrassing about it? ‘Modest and fair ladies are a gentleman’s proper match.’ Aren’t those men who travel thousands of miles to the Miao Kingdom here to seek beauty?” Zhu Minglang continued with offensive remarks that disgusted people.

The Swords women of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect…

Zhu Minglang understood them too well.

The more they wanted to stay overnight, the more unified they became.

Honestly, Zhu Minglang was genuinely afraid that Wen Lingfei would single-handedly break the old rules, silencing those opposing elders.

Actually staying overnight would cause great trouble!

Zhu Minglang was the one who most wanted to flee at the drop of a hat!

But people can be capricious sometimes; acting contrary might very likely get them kept behind, and Master Wen wouldn’t care about those outdated rules of the Miao Mountain Sword Sect!