Chapter 24 Every movement of the sword is meant to kill

"I knew she would answer like that."

Yun Shangyuan sighed remorsefully, "Yue Yaya, isn't it good to be my wife?"

"Not good!" She thrust with her sword, quick and decisive!

Feng Yueya felt a surge of joy inside, knowing she was becoming more skilled.

"Why?" he asked softly, almost to himself.

Because of her straightforward rejection, a shade of dimness fell over Yun Shangyuan's eyes.

"Because you're a ghost!"

As she moved, Feng Yueya turned, her long sword swept up in a diagonal strike, a flash of silver light slicing through the air, chilling with Sword Qi.

This action, completed in one breath, was smooth and perfect, executed with ease.

Joy leaked into Feng Yueya's expression, unable to maintain her composure any longer.

For the first time, she felt the joy of practicing martial arts.

Even Yun Shangyuan, perched in the tree, was slightly surprised; that move had been truly fluid, as though she had practiced it a million times.