43 Chapter 43 Battle Intuition (1/2)

The heavy rain pelted down. Just as Feng Xiao and Zong Ling were speaking uneasily, there was a shadow within the forest standing in front of more than ten corpses.

It seemed like a girl, her body like an illusion or mist. Her face was above average, her star-like eyes were filled with interest as she looked around.

These corpses were all burned up, so apart from some injuries, one couldn't see anything.

However, the Yin and Yang formation of the spell altar was still there, the nearby branches and leaves proved that a battle had occurred here.

It was obvious to see that the person who dealt with the traces, as well as these corpses, didn't truly put in a lot of effort.

The girl's eyes, from start to finish, focused on an average-sized corpse, her eyes turning and her face smiling slightly.

”It looks like a sword claiming the soul, but it also doesn't look like that was the case. Did they purposely try to mislead people? Interesting, coming out this time, and I managed to see such interesting things.”

The young girl smiled, raising her head, her eyes filled with curiosity.

”It looks like a Xiantian expert, but also looks like someone who had just completed his Foundation and Breathing Meridians. Who is this person…”

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On the carriage, Zong Shou suddenly sneezed, only feeling a cold wind as he couldn't help but frown.

Normally when he had such a feeling, it would usually be a sign of bad things to come, like something bad was about to happen.

”Did my arrangements from before mess up?”

His brows linked together as he thought hard, before he disagreed with that judgement. Using corpses and the environment as a disguise, creating the signs of a Xiantian expert, it was good if he could scare those people. However, if he couldn't, then it wouldn't matter.

Shaking his head, Zong Shou continued to focus on matters at hand. In front of him was a yellow talisman, on it were gods knew what kinds of blood-red lines.

But if one looked at it carefully, one could see that these lines were drawing out the final 'Luck' word of the twelve God Talismans, they were seventy percent similar.

However, these strokes were curved and twisted, no different from the efforts of a three-year-old child.

Zong Shou's exquisite eye brows were similarly twisted, his eyes showing surprise.

”This God Talisman seed is actually able to help me draw the God Talisman…”

In truth, this talisman had not succeeded, failing at the final step. However, Zong Shou felt that the only reason why he failed was because he lacked a little bit of spirit power.

Without any hesitation, Zong Shou took out all his beast spirit stones, and also that sealed-up Sparrow Hawk.

However before that,there was something beside him that he had to spend some effort on.

”It's wrong! When you step out, the sword needs to be diagonally to the left by half an inch! Your left hand has to be a little higher too…”

Beside him, Chuxue was practicing the sword, repeating every action time after time, doing the same simple strokes over and over again. After listening to Zong Shou's words, her actions immediately adapted, her lips perked unhappily.

”Young Master! You obviously didn't see anything! How would you know that Xue'er was wrong?”

Zong Shou didn't even raise his head, calmly laying out a talisman paper.

”Bullshit! A martial cultivator is able to look in many directions, ears pick up noises from all directions. If I say that you are wrong, then you are wrong! You are the one that wanted me to teach you, why are you misbehaving and not listening so quickly?”

Chuxue's breathing paused, following which she pushed out her not-so-small chest, ”Then why must this sword be half an inch diagonal and my left hand higher? What sword theory is it based on? It was just the instructions from a Celestial. Everyone is doing the same as I!”

Zong Shou sighed softly, knowing that this little cat wouldn't listen so easily.