Demon's Diary
In a remote jungle nestled between Chu City and Whitewater City within the Da Xuan Country, a thin and frail figure was leaning against a thick tree trunk. Both of his legs were spread apart in a relaxed manner. This figure belonged to a thirteen or fourteen-year-old teenager. Aside from his unusually pale face, the boy had fairly common facial features. His clothes were loose-fitting and a bright shining steel sword was carelessly thrown by his side.
Exchange
The cold light of Qingyue swept over, and countless butterfly shadows scattered and vanished!
With a "bang," two streaks of cold light fiercely slashed onto Qingyue, but they were tremblingly repelled with brute force.
Subsequently, some of the butterfly shadows blurred, transforming into the figure of a young woman who was thrust backwards, landing on her feet and staggered back several steps...
"Could that in your hands be the Qingyue sword?" Hu Chunniang eyed the short sword in Liu Ming's hand, her face showing a trace of surprise and doubt.
"Taoist Friend Hu's true prowess lies not in this Butterfly Dream Technique, but rather in the path of sword cultivation, right?" Liu Ming casually dispersed the black tendrils from his body and countered with a half-smile.
"What sword cultivation path! I have no idea what you're talking about! You haven't answered my previous question yet?" Hu Chunniang's face changed at his words, but she quickly regained her composure and said.