Immortal Mansion: With mediocre qualifications, I have no choice but to live forever

There was a hint of fighting spirit in Qiu Yutong's words that was difficult to conceal.

She lightly lifted the sword and tapped the ground with the tip of the sword. Suddenly, a more condensed and profound sword intent burst out from her body.

Completely different from the previous piano music, this was a pure display of swordsmanship, without a trace of impurities.

"Brother, be careful!"

Before he finished speaking, the sword in Qiu Yutong's hand turned into a stream of light and rushed straight towards Zhou Yiqiao.

Her swordsmanship was as swift and fierce as a dragon soaring into the sky. Each sword strike was like lightning cutting through the night sky, extremely precise and aimed directly at Zhou Yiqiao's vital points.

The sword light flickered like a pouring galaxy, leaving clearly visible cracks wherever it passed, as deep as a natural moat.

Zhou Yiqiao's face became solemn when he saw this. He could tell that Senior Sister Qiu was using all her strength and the sparring was no longer like playing house as before.

But he did not retreat. Instead, he aroused the fighting spirit in his heart. The Netherworld Demon Sword was completely awakened in his hand. His sword moves and sword intent were endless, and he clashed fiercely with Qiu Yutong's swordsmanship.

However, the gap in strength was particularly obvious at this moment.

Although Zhou Yiqiao had tried his best, he still seemed powerless in the face of Qiu Yutong's attack that was as surging as the tide.

Although his swordsmanship was exquisite, it still seemed a little fragile in the face of absolute power.

After several rounds, Zhou Yiqiao was already out of breath, with beads of sweat oozing out of his forehead.

However, Qiu Yutong remained calm and composed, and there was not the slightest pause or flaw between his sword moves.

Finally, after a fierce battle, Qiu Yutong's heavy sword struck like a landslide or tsunami.

Zhou Yiqiao only felt an irresistible force surging up, and his body retreated involuntarily, and the Netherworld Demon Sword was almost shattered in the tremor.

He stood firm, looked at Qiu Yutong, and tried his best to calm the fear coming from the Netherworld Demon Sword.

"Senior sister, I lost."

Zhou Yiqiao panted and said frankly.

Qiu Yutong put away his sword and stood looking at Zhou Yiqiao, a hint of relief flashing in his eyes.

"Junior brother, it is very rare for you to reach such a level in such a short time."

She put away her sword and spoke slowly.

"I am using all my strength this time just to tell you that fighting skills can help you better face strong enemies, but what really determines a person's life or death is the most basic cultivation."

When Zhou Yiqiao heard this, his expression froze, and soon he looked as if he had suddenly realized something.

"My senior sister taught me that if I hadn't been reminded by you, I would have almost put the cart before the horse and gone astray."

Qiu Yutong was amused by Zhou Yiqiao's serious look, and a gentle curve appeared at the corner of her mouth.

"Junior brother, you don't have to belittle yourself. Everyone has his or her own pace of growth."

"In today's battle, although you are slightly inferior in cultivation, the agility and changes contained in your sword moves are beyond my reach."

"Given time and your cultivation, you will be able to go further in the way of the sword."

"Thank you for your encouragement, Senior Sister. I will keep it in mind and practice diligently to catch up with you as soon as possible."

Zhou Yiqiao Zhou Yiqiao bowed respectfully with a very sincere attitude.

"Okay, let's not talk about this for now."

"It is true that cultivation determines everything, but when cultivators of the same cultivation level fight, combat experience plays a decisive role, so we cannot slack off."

"From now on, I will come to the Fighting Pavilion every seven days to conduct actual combat exercises with you and help you accumulate more practical combat experience."

"But you have to remember, Junior Brother, from now on I will use all my strength and will not hold back!"

There was a hint of severity in Qiu Yutong's words.

"Sister, don't worry."

Zhou Yiqiao nodded and watched Qiu Yutong leave. After she disappeared from his sight, he immersed himself in his practice again...

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On the other hand, Qiu Yutong left the Fighting Pavilion and returned to his cave in the Bronze Palace.

She took out an exquisite jade pendant for transmitting sound, and lightly touched her face. As the jade light flowed, she established a connection with Qing Jimeng who was far away.

"Miss, are you okay over there?"

Qiu Yutong's voice came through the jade pendant, with a barely perceptible smile.

"Senior Sister Yutong, I'm fine. How are you? How is Junior Brother Zhou Yiqiao's training progressing?"

Qing Jimeng's voice was full of concern, and he obviously cared deeply about this young junior fellow apprentice.

Hearing this, Qiu Yutong couldn't help but curl up a bitter smile and sighed softly.

"That kid's fighting talent is simply terrifying. Today he really gave me an unprecedented huge surprise!"

"I, your senior sister, was full of confidence. I originally thought that I could easily win today's battle. I never expected that the boy would decipher most of the secrets of "Lutarch and Sword Soul" in just seven days. It almost made me, your senior sister, fall flat on my face!"

"If I, your senior sister, hadn't used all my strength to teach him a lesson later, he would have lost face today!"

"Oh? Is this happening?"

There was a hint of surprise in Qing Jimeng's voice.

"It seems that Zhou Yiqiao is indeed a promising talent. My decision back then was correct."

"Yes, maybe the owner of the manor and his men have made a mistake this time. The cause and effect of Zhou Yiqiao may be more valuable than the resources and mineral deposits on the border."

Qiu Yutong's tone was teasing, but then turned serious.

"So I decided to conduct actual combat drills with him every seven days to help him grow faster."

"I'm communicating with you this time to inform you of this matter, young lady."

"Senior Sister, this is a very good move. If Zhou Yiqiao can continue to improve under your guidance, it will be good for him and for our Qinjian Villa."

Qing Jimeng agreed.

As close friends, the two of them then chatted about many trivial matters inside and outside the sect, from the interesting stories of the disciples' cultivation to the major events that have happened in Zhongzhou in recent years. They talked about everything and covered everything.

At the end of the conversation, Qiu Yutong brought the topic to Qing Jimeng's trip to the holy land.

"Miss, how is your visit going?"

Qiu Yutong asked softly, her tone full of concern.

Qing Jimeng was silent for a moment on the other end, and then a slight sigh was heard.

"Senior Sister Yutong, the situation here is not optimistic."

"The threshold of Taixu Sect is higher than we expected. Their attitude towards Qinjian Villa is also quite ambiguous. They are unwilling to directly reject us, but also unwilling to clearly express their support and join us in fighting against Lingxiao Palace."

"My father and I have visited several predecessors and elders, but we still haven't received a definite answer."

When Qiu Yutong heard this, a trace of worry flashed across her brows.

"In that case, the current situation at Qinjian Villa is still grim."

"Yes, Senior Sister Yutong."

There was a hint of heaviness in Qing Jimeng's voice.

"The High Heaven Palace is ready to make a move. If we cannot obtain the support of the four sacred places as soon as possible, Qinjian Villa will be in a more passive position in the future."