The woman named Ling’er was just three steps away from the soft couch.

This was a safe distance.

It also was a dangerous boundary.

"Heehee," Ling’er seemed to love laughing, her eyes curving into a smile, "Mei Yue, you’re really beautiful."

Mei Yue, supporting her forehead with her hand, her slender index finger lightly touching her shiny black hair, spoke lazily, "If there’s something you want, Sister, just say it."

Ling’er, with her hands clasped behind her back, looked around the room, an image of innocence and cheerfulness, "Can’t I come see you if there’s nothing wrong? I like you and want to be close to you."

Mei Yue’s beautiful eyes shifted slightly, and in that calm, lazy lake of her gaze, suddenly ripples of soul-stirring waves appeared.

"If you truly want to be close, come closer..."

"Ha!" Ling’er jumped happily but instead moved sideways to the tea table, gracefully sitting down, increasing the distance between her and Mei Yue.

The petite and exquisite Ling’er resembled a young girl who had just reached womanhood.

Her expressions and actions were lively and adorable.

But the enchanting and mature Mei Yue, calling her lively and slightly naive sister "elder sister," was somewhat odd.

Ling’er busied herself with playing in the chair for a while before she turned her head and looked at the still half-reclining Mei Yue, "Speaking of which, do we really need to come to Qi Country? You should be well aware that we can’t make a breakthrough here. The Four Great Academies aren’t allowed to establish branches with transcendent powers here, let alone our Sanfen Xiangqi Tower."

"Sister," Mei Yue said lazily, "Let me remind you of something. I didn’t ask you to come; you insisted on following me."

Ling’er giggled crisply, "Isn’t this me getting close to you? I was afraid you’d be wronged out here."

She shook her head, "Ah, Sister, you don’t realize the affection I have for you."

With a raised hand, Mei Yue directly lay down and closed her eyes to rest, "If Sister won’t let me be wronged, then I won’t be wronged."

"What are you saying? I love you too much to hurt you," Ling’er, with a childlike nature, rocked in the chair and suddenly asked with great interest, "By the way, that Priest Yuan from He Country, what did you do to him? He hasn’t bothered you since."

"With the Primordial Heavenly God there, what could I possibly do to him?" Mei Yue, with her eyes closed and a hint of fatigue like from spring sleep, said, "Master Yuan is a reasonable person."

Ling’er clearly didn’t believe it, "Tsk. There aren’t many confidantes in the tower. Even the new sisters don’t share their hearts with me."

In a soft voice, Mei Yue spoke, "My dear Elder Sister Ling’er, sharing hearts can’t be one-sided."

"I’m willing to do it for you!" Ling’er, somehow, broke into a radiant smile again, "Tell me, is there anything I can help you with?"

"If Sister wants to help me, let me sleep well."

"No problem!" Ling’er cheerfully jumped off the chair, stood looking at the soft bed, and said, "Sister, find someone to take good care of you, how about Jiang Qingyang, who is known as the best swordsman of the Yellow River?"

The woman reclining on the couch was indeed a peerless beauty in the human world.

When she opened her eyes, they were brimming with deep emotion; when lying back, her form was like rolling hills.

With closed eyes feigning sleep, her long and curved eyelashes.

Her slightly pursed red lips burned with a silent passion.

Hearing Ling’er’s words, she showed no specific reaction, only saying, "It’s possible, if you can manage it."

Ling’er giggled, turned, and left the room.

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Jiang Wang, entirely engrossed in pondering the imprinting of Dao Technique, was unaware of an old acquaintance nearby.

He was immersed in the mysterious world of Dao Technique, rejoicing at every tiny progress.

Bit by bit, matching, adjusting...

Eventually, at a certain moment, the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style imprinted itself in the third Inner Mansion.

From then, Jiang Wang’s combat potential in his three developed Inner Mansions had reached its peak.

The three instantaneous Dao Arts imprinted were respectively, the Decayed Wood Decision, the Eight Tones of Sea Fire, and the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style.

Although exploring the rooms of the Inner Mansion was a process of deeply understanding oneself, the observations of oneself within the levels of the Inner Mansion were ultimately limited. Even though Jiang Wang had opened so many rooms of the Inner Mansion, his understanding of himself had not been elevated to another level.

Three thousand Inner Mansion rooms were an unimaginable number for ordinary Neifu Cultivators. Excess is as bad as deficiency.

He collected his emotions and adjusted his state.

Jiang Wang once again entered the Taixu Illusion Realm to see how the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style performed in combat.

The ranking rules of the Discussion Platform in the Taixu Illusion Realm hadn’t been published, but from so much battle experience, one could make some approximations.

The fifth rank fighting the sixth or the seventh—the gains from victory were definitely different.

And moving upward, whether encountering the fourth or the third or second, a single victory could advance one rank but only one rank. It wasn’t to say that defeating the second rank would make one second.

Jiang Wang was quite lucky, being the fifth in the Neifu of the Taixu Illusion Realm; there were only four cultivators ahead of him, and he was able to match with one instantly.

It happened to be the fifth-ranked Element Cultivator.

Stepping onto the Discussion Platform, he roared between the Star Rivers.

The ancient, mottled Discussion Platform connected together.

Jiang Wang drew his Longsword and started the fight directly, without uttering a single word of trash talk.

Decayed Wood Decision, Eight Sounds of the Burning Sea, Human Dao Sword Technique.

In the midst of fierce exchanges, he briefly assessed his opponent’s strength. Then he activated the third Inner Mansion, instantly initiating the Voice Broadcast Immortal Style.

Changes in appearance were already suppressed; from the outside, nothing special could be seen.

But from then on for nineteen breaths—

"Countless voices come to court, and I shall hear them all!"

Throughout the range of the Discussion Platform, all sounds became clear, revealed in minute detail.

The sound of the wind breaking, the banging noises of Dao Techniques... during the intense battle, both sides still maintained steady breathing sounds...

Every sound, subdued to his ears.

Judging from the sound of muscle movements, the opponent was about to turn left. From the sound of the collision of Path Origin, he planned to fight with all his might.

It must be said, the opponent was prepared for both an all-out attack and a left retreat.

Every expert skilled in killing always kept themselves in a state that could accommodate several different trends, always ready to unleash countless possibilities to contend in battle.

But for Jiang Wang, who understood the Astray Path.

Once he knew the range of the opponent’s choices...

There could be only one possibility.

If using the Astray Path, at this moment, Jiang Wang was confident he could slay this person with one sword stroke, even though this person was already the fourth rank in the Neifu Realm of the Taixu Illusion!

But even without using the Astray Path, under the Voice Broadcast Immortal State, the range of the opponent’s choices was already very clear.

Jiang Wang soared with his sword, meeting a brutally cold Boundless Wind head-on.

The opponent smiled faintly while one hand formed a circle, shielding forward with a light shield. Meanwhile, his feet shifted slightly, turning left like a flash of lightning!

Such a swift move.

He was already prepared for a counter-attack using the momentum.

But what met him was the Eight Sounds of the Burning Sea, which Jiang Wang had already prepared!

His palm struck down, arriving at the position almost simultaneously with the opponent.

Whistle, whistle, whistle, whistle!

Flame Sparrows screeched, playing the righteous voice of the ocean tide!

Not until that moment did the Boundless Wind just manage to shatter the light shield.

And the sea of fire and tide of sound swept over...

Leaving only Jiang Wang standing alone on the Discussion Platform.

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