3 Fairy (1/2)

The girl pursed her lips.

She sighed and walked towards Shen Zhenyi with a sad look on her face. ”Your thoughts really did come true. Sister Zhu Xi came to the Abandoned Sword Villa, and I met her last night.”

Chu Huoluo came from Liyang Mansion, which was a famous sect in the Nine Hells Realm. She was one of their heirs, who had learned the ”Magic Fire Art,” but she later dropped out. Young and gifted, she had already broken through to the fifth realm of wisdom. Excluding the accomplishments of Shen Zhenyi, she could be regarded as a teenage genius.

However, there was a strange rule in Liyang Mansion. The heiresses of the mansion were two sisters in the same clan. When they became sixteen years old, they had to fight for life and death. The winner became the king while the loser suffered. If Chu Huoluo lost the competition, it would not only deprive her of the title of the heir, but it would also cause her to lose her life. Even worse, Chu Huoluo's opponent was so powerful that she was forced to live quietly, lest she became ”accidentally murdered.”

Therefore she didn't view such a competition as a good thing. Every day, she worried heavily and even lost self-confidence in her martial arts.

Chu Huoluo's sister was Chu Zhu Xi who suppressed her at every opportunity, politically and socially.

Grandma Chihuo, who was currently in charge of Liyang Mansion, was very old and also ranked among the top ten experts in the world. Even more shocking, she was ranked above Shen Shou, the current head of abandoned Jianshan Villa. Even though the martial arts of Liyang Mansion weren't as good as that of the Abandoned Sword Villa, which had been accumulated and passed on for hundreds of years, they also had their strong points.

However, Chu Huoluo was afraid that she would progress too slowly, and she was even more afraid to stay in Liyang Mansion and be crippled by Chu Zhu Xi. So a few months ago, she sought for the opportunity to study at the Abandoned Sword Villa.

But she didn't expect for Chu Zhu Xi to come.

Shen Zhenyi asked lightly, ”Have you girls exchanged pointers yet?”

Chu Huoluo was embarrassed, covering her eyes with her hands and lamenting, ”Last night, as soon as she arrived at the Abandoned Sword Villa, she came to test me. I even used five different sword arts, but was broken by her ”Taiji Fire Style”. I actually think I might not live to be sixteen years old...”

These five sword arts were from the Third Prince Shen.

Shen Zhenyi said: ”The Taiji Fire Style is originally the strongest defensive tactic in the Magic Fire Arts. It can penetrate the heavens and earth and form a tight defensive circle around the body. All the five sword arts you have learned are superficial, and your understandings are too little. Even if you surprised her, you wouldn't be able to break through her shield. It's natural to lose in this case.

He added, ”It seems that Chu Zhu Xi's martial arts realm is similar to yours, but her understanding in martial arts is much deeper than yours.”

Shen Zhenyi evaluated trying to help her out. Of course, in the eyes of Chu Huoluo, it only sprinkled salt on her open wound.

Despondent, she pulled out a small food box from behind her and gave it to Shen Zhenyi. ”This is a box of the Pine Nut Mint Cake I made this morning.”

Opening the cover of the lacquered wooden box, Shen Zhenyi saw five or six delicate pastries overlapped on the porcelain plate at the bottom of the box. Everyone was as the size baby's fist, square, transparent and clear as jade, with pine nut fragments scattered on the surface, giving off the fragrance of mint.

”This will be good for a snack today.”

Shen Zhenyi praised her and took a piece to his mouth chewing it carefully. The cake felt soft and elastic. Its sweet and delicious taste of pine nuts and mint mixed together tasting very good indeed. He bowed his head and said, ”In the past three months, your martial arts have not improved much. Your cooking, however, has been very good. In fact, if you focused on just cooking, your skill would naturally advance by leaps and bounds. Why should you be false to others?

Chu Huoluo lamented, ”You always talk like this. What's the relationship between my kitchen skills and martial arts? Please just teach me a few more killing tactics to resist my sister-in-law, lest I die young...”

It had been three months since she first arrived at the Abandoned Sword Villa. Upon entering, she violated the rules of the Villa and secretly went to the back mountain to look for Shen Zhenyi to learn Sword.

Shen Zhenyi did not try to hide, but Chu Huoluo didn't exactly know how to properly ask him to teach her. Every time she came here, she tried to make delicious food. ”I hope I can flatter him and learn more.”

Shen Zhenyi could see through her thoughts with a glance. Other things could be taught, but her ”Heart's Doubt,” her belief that she would never be able win against her sister, had to be solved by herself.

After taking a few bribes (food), Shen Zhenyi successively passed onto her five exquisite sword arts.

He had thousands of sword arts in his storage, so it didn't really matter to him if he shared a few of them. After all, contact with too many martial arts wasn't good.