ushernet Chapter 153 A Series of Slayings in the Flower Garden
Chapter 153 A Series of Slayings in the Flower Garden
"What exactly happened?"
Luo Sifan grew impatient and urged.
Yu Lishuang snapped out of her daze, her eyes softened, and a faint smile appeared on her lips:
"Nothing, I just wanted to see you looking anxious more often."
Luo Sifan scoffed lightly, not trusting her endless lies. He walked forward with his head held high, feeling Yu Lishuang's persistent gaze beneath his chin, a hint of sweetness in his eyes.
Half a moment later, Yaotai Palace was in sight, but Luo Sifan did not go straight ahead, but turned around and continued upwards.
Chu Danfang was taken aback behind her:
"Senior brother! You must have gone the wrong way! If you go any further up, that's the path to immortality, the ancestral temple of our ancestor!"
Luo Sifan kept walking:
"Junior Sister Chu, don't worry, just follow along. Your senior sister is a member of the clan's maternal family, so of course we're going to her ancestral palace!"
"what!?"
Chu Danfang was extremely surprised. Her ancestor had not been seen for ten thousand years, yet there were still relatives of her mother here?
Luo Sifan's tone left no room for doubt. Chu Danfang gritted her teeth and followed him, after all, this opportunity was extremely rare.
"Say another word to this old man, and this fairy will turn on you!"
Yu Lishuang poked his chest with her finger and complained fiercely. Before she finished speaking, her fingertips were already pinching and touching his chest. Where she touched, the sword blade could not bear it.
Luo Sifan's heart skipped a beat, and his Dao heart almost became unstable. He had to catch his breath to recover.
"Disciples and their followers are everywhere, can't you just be patient?"
Luo Sifan gave a wry smile, focusing her mind and trying her best not to be tempted.
Yu Lishuang caressed and flicked him, becoming increasingly unrestrained, even her body was getting hot. Luo Sifan felt as if he were stepping into a furnace, and every second he felt the urge to put the fire out.
"This fairy is perfectly calm; I just want to see if someone can tolerate this..."
Her voice was sweet and melodious, its rhythm lingering, adding another layer to Luo Sifan's verbal and physical attack.
"You're ruthless! You'll temper my Dao heart!"
Luo Sifan let out a soft shout and actually began to hone his profound skills, his sword intent rising.
"My lord's sword intent is boundless; to slay me, he need only pass through the flower bushes."
Seeing his serious expression, Yu Lishuang teased him softly.
As Luo Sifan was knocking on the gate, he was bewildered by these strange words, his soul becoming entangled, and his sword energy truly pierced straight down, flowing like a torrent.
With a hiss, an extremely powerful sword aura burst forth, tearing through the clothes, piercing through the barren tree, and shattering the rocks.
Luo Sifan's face froze, so embarrassed she almost wanted to disappear into the ground. Chu Danfang, who was behind her, was so frightened she almost flew away.
After her initial surprise, Yu Lishuang laughed like a silver bell:
"Young master's comprehension is as good as ever. This sword strike that cuts through the flower bushes can be considered a true secret technique passed down."
Luo Sifan gritted his teeth, lowered his head, and hurried forward, trying to get as far away from this place of enlightenment as possible...
Chu Danfang looked around the strange crime scene with a puzzled expression, and her admiration for her senior brother's bizarre skills arose spontaneously.
To comprehend the sword intent of "Slaying Flowers in the Grove" is indeed difficult; it requires perfect timing, location, and synergy—all are indispensable. However, Luo Sifan couldn't imagine when he would be able to use it.
Climbing the Immortal Path and knocking on the garden gate, Luo Sifan hurriedly returned to the Spring Garden of the Imperial Palace.
Before her eyes, the moon seemed to cover the peak, the cliffs formed a stone palace, and the spring garden was bright and beautiful. The scenery was so wonderful that it surpassed that of the human world, leaving Chu Danfang dumbfounded.
"Cai Feng'er, treat this disciple well!"
Yu Lishuang sat up and beckoned to Xiaodieren.
Cai Feng'er followed the sound and flew around the dumbfounded Chu Danfang, then beckoned her junior sister to go into the garden.
Luo Sifan covered his long robe, enduring her pulling him back, and strolled forward in the garden.
What Yu Lishuang was looking at was naturally the colorful lanterns and curtains that the women of Yaotai Sect had carefully arranged in the garden.
Compared to the festive atmosphere of the celestial realm, this place was far inferior, but Yu Lishuang's wish was fulfilled, and she did not complain about it.
Female disciples of the Yaochi lineage were still interspersed among the garden, it was unclear whether they were taking the opportunity to linger and absorb some of the immortal aura, or whether the arrangement was not yet perfect and they were still trying to improve it.
"My dear aunt, don't linger here, let's go!"
Luo Sifan didn't understand what was so interesting about her. He covered his long robe and always had a serious expression when he saw his disciples. He couldn't help but urge her on.
Yu Lishuang glanced at him leisurely:
"What do you know? Even the slightest scene carries profound meaning. This fairy must remember it well, so that..."
Before Yu Lishuang could finish speaking, she shut her mouth and looked around.
"So that what?"
Luo Sifan was somewhat annoyed by her repeated hesitation and incomplete expression.
"Of course, it's so that we can relive the memory at any time. The magnificent scene of our wedding night is hard to repeat!"
Yu Lishuang turned her head, her smile faint.
"You're constantly finding new ways to torment me, how do you find the time to reminisce..."
Luo Sifan complained, glancing at the garden's scenery without taking it seriously.
Yu Lishuang's eyes lit up:
"If my husband hadn't mentioned it, I would have almost forgotten. The spring night is too short, so let's enjoy ourselves while we can!"
The two figures vanished from the garden, and the flickering lights high above the palace caused another disturbance on the windowsill…
"it is good!"
Yu Lishuang frowned and cried softly, leaning down to look at Luo Sifan, whose face was resolute.
"My lord's nine-nine consecutive moves, the sword intent that cuts through the flower bushes, each move stronger than the last, I am finding it hard to withstand."
Luo Sifan raised an eyebrow and opened his eyes, the sword intent still lingering in his gaze. He pursed his lips.
"Don't I know my own situation? Stop bragging about me!"
Yu Lishuang blushed:
"Must I suffer a crushing defeat before you realize your chance of victory? Slaying flowers isn't just about brute force!"
Upon hearing this, Luo Sifan seemed to be deep in thought, as if he had grasped some of the essentials of swordsmanship.
"To achieve victory by adapting to the enemy, one must combine firmness with gentleness, directness with indirectness, and employ both upper and lower forces to attack the enemy's unpreparedness. By gradually harassing them, the opportunity for victory lies within the confines of one's mind!"
Luo Sifan's eyes flashed, and she moved her arms and legs wildly as she leaned back.
Yu Lishuang let out a soft moan, and her two hands, which she had raised, went limp.
A soft exclamation was heard, followed by a brief pause.
"My lord, the time has come. Let's postpone our cultivation for now!"
Above the illusory moon, sword energy flashed, leaving indelible sword marks across Lian Bao's fair and jade-like face...
In the past few hours, Yu Lishuang used the Lotus Treasure as a foundation and her own body as a guide to forge Luo Sifan's Flower-Slaying Sword Intent to the pinnacle of sword body.
Pain and pleasure intertwined, making it the most unforgettable experience.
As the moon gradually returned to its former glory, Luo Sifan and the other person finished getting ready and changed into new clothes.
One is as radiant as the moonlight, the other as charming as spring flowers.
Where is Lin Qianxiu?
The two shadows in the sunset looked like one person, but Luo Sifan thought of Lin Qianxiu at this moment. She came and went, but it seemed that she had not seen her at all.
With the wedding day approaching, Luo Sifan felt slightly uneasy. After all, she was someone he had shared life and death with in this life, someone with whom he had a destiny. Inviting her to the ceremony seemed inappropriate, and ignoring her completely only made him more uneasy.
"Don't worry, she's fine. After all, there will be no shortage of entanglements between her and her husband after today."
Yu Lishuang looked up at him, her eyes filled with a deep, unfathomable light.
Mysterious and enigmatic, with hidden meanings, a mix of sour, spicy, salty, and sweet flavors, even Luo Sifan couldn't guess exactly how many flavors it contained.
In short, Yu Lishuang wouldn't make things difficult for Lin Qianxiu, would she?
After thinking it over, Luo Sifan put the matter aside for the time being.
"That little girl Chu Danfang has already been drunk by Cai Feng'er, so there's no need to pay her any attention!"
As if she had read Luo Sifan's mind, Yu Lishuang spoke first.
Holding hands and laughing softly:
"My lord, let's go! There's a good show to watch today, don't miss it!"
Luo Sifan was slightly taken aback. Before he could understand the meaning behind Yu Lishuang's words, his figure flickered and he found himself in the main hall of Yaotai Palace.