Transmigration After Becoming Love Saint-Chapter 533 - 179 Elder Yan Pretending Not to Hear_4

Chapter 533: Chapter 179 Elder Yan Pretending Not to Hear_4

The Little Sword Spirit hugged Wang Mu even tighter.

"Don’t," it pleaded.

Heroine Yan was silent.

"And then it felt so comfortable..." the Little Sword Spirit said, narrowing its eyes.

"Comfortable?" Wang Mu asked.

"Yes, because my home is slowly being rebuilt." The Little Sword Spirit sniffed. "And it has your scent too."

Wang Mu glanced at Heroine Yan.

"When it was being rebuilt, I smelled it, and I was very happy," the Little Sword Spirit continued.

Wang Mu looked at Heroine Yan again and uttered an "oh." So this Little Sword Spirit is the embodiment of Heroine Yan’s emotions... he realized.

"Let’s go back," Wang Mu said; he roughly understood now.

"Then you... you can’t leave me behind," the Little Sword Spirit said, nuzzling Wang Mu’s cheek. "I thought I wouldn’t see you again..."

Wang Mu nodded.

"Also..." The Little Sword Spirit hesitated. "We need to rebuild my home quickly... I want to build it with you."

The Little Sword Spirit’s innocent nature revealed its most genuine thoughts.

By now, Heroine Yan had already turned and walked a little further away, her steps hurried.

Wang Mu looked at the slightly disordered footprints, then patted the Little Sword Spirit’s head. "Don’t worry. I will definitely help you build your home in the future."

The Little Sword Spirit nodded, then happily flew into the Green Frost Sword. It circled Wang Mu twice before flying towards Heroine Yan.

Wang Mu pondered. He now had a general understanding of Elder Yan’s situation.

Following Heroine Yan’s footprints, Wang Mu walked over.

Before long, he saw Heroine Yan meditating on a tree, her back to him.

"Don’t come over. I’m meditating," Heroine Yan said.

Wang Mu nodded and simply watched.

「After a while, the surroundings slowly changed.」

It had turned into Anle Village again.

Wang Mu was rendered speechless.

Heroine Yan walked out of the wooden hut and frowned at Wang Mu. "How is your Swordsmanship progressing?"

Wang Mu looked at her, remaining silent.

"I feel it’s progressing quite fast," Wang Mu finally said.

"Show me," Heroine Yan instructed, her arms folded.

Wang Mu demonstrated a set of the Mixed Elements Heart Sword.

After watching, Heroine Yan shook her head. "The progress is mediocre."

"Your Sword Dao Talent isn’t high; you must be diligent," she continued. "You... hmm... come with me. I’ll teach you sword practice."

Wang Mu was at a loss for words.

He looked around. It’s still the Illusion Realm. She’s just deceiving herself, isn’t she?

Once again, they arrived at the pond.

"I felt inefficient at the pond yesterday," Wang Mu said. "How about we change locations?"

"I thought it was fine... What place did you have in mind?" Heroine Yan asked.

"The woods here are quiet and serene; it’s also a good place for sword practice..." Wang Mu suggested.

Heroine Yan immediately shook her head, refusing. "No, it’s too open. Go back to the house to practice."

"The house is too small. How can one wield a sword freely inside?" Wang Mu countered.

"Sword practice doesn’t necessarily require a large space," Heroine Yan explained. "You just need... You’re unaware that in Sword Dao, there’s a technique called the Blind Sword. There’s no need to wield it physically. You only need your mind to engage, practicing various sword techniques within your consciousness." She added, "I’ll teach you this method."

"My talent is low; I’m afraid I can’t learn this Cultivation Method," Wang Mu said. "I think this place is spacious and suitable for sword practice. Besides, this is an Illusion Realm anyway."

"What Illusion Realm? Nonsense!" Heroine Yan’s eyes flashed. "Hmm... then... let’s do as you wish," she conceded. "Even if your talent is low, I won’t demand too much of you. It’s fine to take it slow."

Wang Mu smiled without speaking.

Suddenly, the sky darkened, as if night had fallen.

You couldn’t see your hand in front of your face.

"It’s gotten dark," Wang Mu said, furrowing his brows. This isn’t good. Once it gets dark, I won’t be able to see the Sword clearly. Efficiency during sword practice will surely drop.

"The Sword comes from the heart. Whether it’s dark or not doesn’t matter," Heroine Yan said. "The world is ever-changing; Sword Dao fears nothing. You must get used to it."

Wang Mu was silent.

He walked over, grasped the hilt of Heroine Yan’s Sword, and gently patted the blade.

"What... what are you doing...?" Heroine Yan stammered.

"Before practicing, of course, one must first cleanse the Sword so the heart and the Sword can be attuned," Wang Mu explained. "Only then can one reach the optimal state for sword practice."

Heroine Yan fell silent.

"Not... not ready yet...?" she asked after a moment.

"The Sword hasn’t emitted a sword cry, which means it hasn’t yet connected with my feelings and isn’t in its best state," Wang Mu stated.

"You!" Heroine Yan exclaimed.

Before long, under Wang Mu’s skillful polishing, the Sword in his hand let out a low, trembling cry, like a quiet, melodious tune.

The Mixed Elements Heart Sword truly points directly to the Great Taoist; its mysteries are endless and profound, Wang Mu marveled.

During this practice, Wang Mu felt his Primordial Golden Pill begin to boil, drawing upon the other Golden Cores within his body—an extremely wonderful sensation.

His condensed Sword Dao Golden Core, in particular, experienced a surge in Cultivation.

The Taixiao Sword Mysterious Skill broke through repeatedly, reaching the Second Level of Sword Realm.

After an unknown amount of time, Wang Mu, holding his Divine Sword, drew it back. Aided by Mixed Element Power, he slowly enticed Heroine Yan’s Sword, gently stirring it.

Heroine Yan’s Swordsmanship was extremely high. Unfortunately, when it came to teaching, she seemed to lack experience.

As they practiced, she would invariably grow tired. Is it because my talent is too low? Wang Mu wondered. It seems to be making her unable to keep up.

"Tired?" Wang Mu asked.

Heroine Yan didn’t respond.

"You’re a woman; teaching me with a Long Sword for so long must be difficult for you," Wang Mu said.

"Hmm... In that case, you can place the Sword on my body..." she eventually said.

"...How... do I do that...?" he asked.

Wang Mu hung Heroine Yan’s Sword on himself, then leaned against a small nearby tree.

Perhaps after a period of practice, Heroine Yan’s Sword had lost its former hardness, transforming into a Soft Sword. Its blade now hung easily around his waist, allowing for his vigorous practice.

A man’s strength naturally allowed for longer practice sessions.

Not to mention Wang Mu’s profound Mixed Element; his own Sword, at this moment, remained rigid and firm.

Leaves fell continuously, landing on the hilt of Heroine Yan’s Sword.

Wang Mu practiced, feeling the brilliance of the Swordsmanship. Seeing the accumulating leaves, he had an idea. With one hand, he steadied the Sword blade entwined around his waist; with the other, he grasped its hilt and swept the leaves away.