"Just this trivial matter?" Fang Yu slightly furrowed his brows.

"Bro Yu, aren't you happy for me?" Chen Daotian felt like he was flying high.

"Get lost, kid. Training for so long and just breaking through to the Martial Arts Ninth Layer, and you still have the face to show off to me?"

"Bro Yu, you can't compare me to a monstrous freak like you! I'm so wronged!"

"I can't be bothered to talk nonsense with you. I'm heading back. Keep training, and remember, practice the Sunflower Manual in reverse!"

"Ptui! Bro Yu, that's the Dark Scripture!"

Snap!

The call was disconnected.

Fang Yu quickly returned to the Ye Family.

Worried about his image, he dodged the main gate and climbed over the nearby wall instead.

Then he jumped onto the balcony.

As soon as he entered the house—

"Who's there?!"

A sharp voice attacked.

Swoosh!

A long sword hung in the air!

Swoosh, swoosh!

Sword shadows whirled.

Fang Yu focused his eyes and saw it was the Water Cold Sword!

Just his bad luck, at this time of day, his wife Ye Wenjun wasn't usually in the room, right?

Seeing the sword shadow about to hit him, Fang Yu raised his hand to block.

Bang, bang, bang!

The purple Leaving Dust Energy scattered faint specks of light.

Hum.

Whenever the Water Cold Sword hit those purple lights, there was a buzzing sound.

Ye Wenjun couldn't help frowning, thinking to herself, "So strong!"

But she was not afraid at all and met the attack with her sword.

"Stop it! Wife, it's me!" Fang Yu hastily jumped out.

Hearing this.

Ye Wenjun was stunned.

The Water Cold Sword in her hand was held mid-air.

"It's you?"

Her clear eyes scanned Fang Yu up and down.

After a long while, she retracted her gaze, confused and said softly, "Why are you like this..."

"Oh... Couldn't help it. The heavens thought I was too handsome, they wanted to strike me with lightning! I wasn't careful enough and got hit... Got so mad, I jumped over the wall."

Ye Wenjun: "..."

"Honey, you're looking at me very doubtfully, which means you don't quite believe me. That's okay, you'll come to believe me gradually."

Saying this, Fang Yu whistled and left her boudoir.

Strutting along.

Instantly, the clean and tidy floor was marked with black footprints.

You see, Ye Wenjun usually walked barefoot back and forth in her own room.

This...

Too outrageous!

Ye Wenjun slightly frowned, muttering to herself: "This guy, why does he feel like he did when I first met him?"

Of course, she wouldn't know that Fang Yu's recent cultivation involved using an Array to completely isolate negative emotions like slaughter.

Of course, that aspect of slaughter had become part of Fang Yu's being.

For Fang Yu, this aspect was not bad since, after all, in a world where the strong prey on the weak, sometimes one does not need to be merciful.

Once.

Fang Yu deeply understood this principle when he roamed freely in Jiangzhou.

Just...

The emotion can't be too excessive. Otherwise... he would become a killing machine controlled by the impulse to slaughter! In that case, what difference would there be from a machine?

After taking a shower.

Fang Yu wrapped in a towel, returned.

About to enter Ye Wenjun's boudoir, Shangguan Linghui walked out. Seeing the shirtless Fang Yu, Shangguan Linghui was slightly startled, her gaze darted away as she quickly said, "Sorry, I didn't see anything..." and then she went back to her room.

"Tch... So what if you saw?"

Fang Yu pushed open the door of Ye Wenjun's boudoir.

"Honey, how about it? Handsome in a second?"

He leaned against the door, crossing his legs at an angle, with a fifteen-degree slant, his right hand forming a scissor gesture under his chin.

Ye Wenjun looked bewildered for a moment, then her pretty face blushed as she said, "You... you, why are you using my towel again?!"

"..."

Rolling his eyes, Fang Yu said, "We're legally married, what's wrong with me using yours, so stingy... But it is indeed a bit small!"

"..."

Ye Wenjun was completely speechless, her face lined with black, "Put on some clothes, otherwise, I'm leaving!"

"Alright..."

Fang Yu also knew that Ye Wenjun was not the frivolous type.

After dressing, Fang Yu returned again.

Looking at Ye Wenjun's serious expression, Fang Yu laughed and said, "Don't be mad, honey. It happened so suddenly this time, didn't expect to be struck by lightning. I realized while bathing there was no towel, so I just used yours for now! But that towel really smells nice... What perfume do you use?"

Ye Wenjun blushed again and said, "I don't use perfume!"

"Uh..."

Not using perfume, then it must be her natural scent.

That didn't occur to him either.

Seeing her somewhat reserved, Fang Yu stopped teasing her and asked, "How's the sword training going?"

Ye Wenjun answered, "Still not proficient enough, a few moves always feel like they lack strength... It's a pity, sister Daoyun isn't here to help me!"

"Heh... Have you forgotten about your husband? Let me tell you the truth, I was the one who gave her that cultivation technique back in the day!"

However, Ye Wenjun didn't believe him at all.

Taking it as him joking around.

Seeing this, Fang Yu said, "Let's go, follow me to the backyard."

"Hm?"

"I want to see how well you've been practicing."

Without waiting for Ye Wenjun to refuse.

She was already being pulled by Fang Yu into the backyard.

Ye Wenjun held the Water Cold Sword hesitantly.

But upon thinking of Fang Yu's astonishing swordsmanship, she swung the sword in her hand.

Swoosh, swoosh swoosh.

Form, movement technique, step technique, combined with swordsmanship.

One set down, flowing like water!

After practicing, Ye Wenjun didn't speak, just stood quietly in front of Fang Yu.

"You actually got it right, there are two moves you aren't executing correctly," Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Wrong? That's impossible!" Ye Wenjun was confident in herself.

"Nothing is impossible! Swordsmanship, don't trust the books too much. You should know, the Ice Woman's Secret Manual is over a thousand years old. In those years, she's already improved various sword techniques a lot."

Hearing this.

Ye Wenjun frowned.

"Now..."

"Therefore, you're really lucky to have such a great husband like me! Give me the sword, and I'll demonstrate for you!" Fang Yu said with a smile.

"Okay."

Ye Wenjun handed over the Water Cold Sword to Fang Yu.

As he touched the Water Cold Sword, a chill breeze assaulted him.

"Leaving Dust!"

The energy of Leaving Dust was many times more fierce than that of Primordial.

As the Water Cold Sword had recognized Ye Wenjun as its master, the moment Fang Yu touched it, it immediately resisted.

But unfortunately—

The energy of Leaving Dust was vast righteous energy, purest between heaven and earth.

The Water Cold Sword's Extreme Yin Attribute was thoroughly restrained, with no temper at all.

Quickly, the Water Cold Sword calmed down.

"Wifey, watch closely!" Fang Yu wielded the Water Cold Sword, his feet stamped the ground.

Faint purple light trailed along the blade.

Fang Yu's form soared like an eagle reaching for the sky.

Following that, Fang Yu smiled faintly, swinging the long sword in the air—

"Sky-saving Sword!"

Instantly, the sky filled with sword shadows too dazzling to look at.

Ye Wenjun's face was a picture of shock, watching the countless sword shadows in disbelief!

She had practiced so long but could only create one or two faint shadows with the Water Cold Sword.

To think that with a casual swing, Fang Yu produced a sky full of blossoms! Splendid to behold!

PS: During this time the updates will still be at least 4 times. Before the end of the month, I strive to add more. The protagonist needs to further enhance his strength. After all, the powerful enemies of the past are coming!

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