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Cold Family Garden covers a vast area, with numerous Pavilion rock formations scattered throughout. Deep within, there lies a dense jungle.
In the jungle, the trees are abundant, and a small stream flows through, creating a serene landscape.
At this moment, two figures swiftly weave through the trees, engaged in a chase and battle, both displaying remarkable grace.
With a light tap of the toes on the water's surface, one figure gracefully leaps forward, quickly darting ahead.
The boy trailing behind chuckles softly, then shouts loudly as his energy surges beneath him. He conjures the Spirit Swallow, using this technique to leap ten zhang in an instant, appearing right behind the other person.
It goes without saying that these two are Ye Tian and Cold Yang engaged in their duel.
“Brother Yang, be careful.”
A clear voice rings out, followed by a sudden thrust of a palm aimed directly at the back of the opponent.
Upon hearing this, Cold Yang remains unfazed. He turns and counters with a palm strike directed at Ye Tian.
Bang!
With a muffled sound, both figures flip several times in mid-air before showing signs of descending.
“Xiao Tian, you’ve improved again. At this rate, you’ll probably reach Warrior Definition in another half month.”
Cold Yang waved his hand, dispersing the dust that had been stirred up upon landing, and looked up at Ye Tian, smiling brightly as he spoke.
With his clothes rustling in the wind, Ye Tian floated down gracefully from mid-air, his toes lightly touching the ground without stirring up a speck of dust.
"Brother Yang is joking," Ye Tian said modestly, though he was well aware that the arrival of the Eight-Dan Warrior Definition would take no more than five days, not half a month.
In response to Ye Tian's humility, Cold Yang stepped forward and patted Ye Tian on the shoulder, saying, "You still hide your talents from me."
After saying this, he chuckled and then led the way toward Forest Edge. Ye Tian shook his head and quickly ran a few steps to catch up with Cold Yang. The two walked side by side, chatting casually.
Soon, the view ahead opened up.
It was a lawn where the grass had just broken through the soil, sprouting tender green shoots that transformed the area into a fresh green expanse.
In the center of the lawn, a delicate and adorable figure crouched on the ground, resting her chin on her hands and staring blankly in boredom.
"Sister Frost, Xiao Tian has improved again!" Cold Yang called out to her before they reached her.
Hearing his voice, a glimmer of joy appeared in Cold Frost's sparkling eyes. She smiled slightly, revealing her charming dimples.
"Who won today?" Her voice was as melodious as silver bells, filled with anticipation as she looked at Ye Tian.
"Of course it was Brother Yang; he is already at the mid-stage of Eighth-Dan Warrior. How could I possibly defeat him?" Ye Tian replied with a smile.
Although he said this, he knew that while competitions were one thing, if they truly went all out in a serious fight, it would be hard to say who would win or lose.
"Xiao Tian, when did you learn this skill? Being overly modest can turn into..." Cold Yang rarely made a joke.
"Who won, anyway!" Cold Frost pouted, pretending to be angry.
Cold Yang's handsome face showed a slight smirk as he teased, "Sister Frost, if I say Xiao Tian won, would you jump for joy?"
Cold Frost's cheeks flushed, and she shyly lowered her head. Pulling at her clothes, she said, "I wouldn't! Brother Yang just likes to tease me..."
"Really?" Cold Yang asked with a mischievous grin. "Even though Xiao Tian didn't win, he didn't lose either. We ended up in a tie today. How about it? Is this outcome satisfactory for you, Sister Frost?"
Due to being teased by Cold Yang earlier, Cold Frost deliberately suppressed her joy and said contrary to her feelings, "Brother Yang is just lying to me. Ye Tian is only a seven-segment Warrior Definition, while you are already in the mid-stage of Eight Segments. How could you possibly tie?"
"You don't understand. As an Eight-Dan Warrior Definition, my physical capabilities are indeed stronger than Xiao Tian's in some aspects, mainly in speed, strength, explosiveness, and endurance," Cold Yang explained. He paused for a moment and looked at Ye Tian with approval. "However, in those four aspects, I only have a slight advantage in endurance and strength. With Xiao Tian possessing Yuqi Tayan Jue and Bagua Thunder Palm, his speed and explosiveness are something else..."
Cold Yang clicked his tongue and didn't continue.
Having been teased by Cold Yang about his modesty before, Ye Tian decided not to argue further. Just as Cold Yang said, excessive modesty isn't good...
At this point, Cold Frost couldn't help but smile with joy, feeling proud inside. Her beautiful eyes sparkled as she stared at Ye Tian, lost in thought.
It's important to note that Cold Yang was recognized as the top junior of the Cold Family, and now Ye Tian, despite being one rank lower than him, managed to tie with him. This situation not only indirectly proved Ye Tian's talent but also hinted that surpassing Cold Yang might not take long.
Seeing Cold Frost in such a daze, Cold Yang burst into laughter and teased, "Sister Frost, you've really forgotten your brother now that you've found someone special! I remember back in the day when I competed with others; you would always cheer for me."
Cold Frost's face turned red as she retorted, "I did not!"
"Still trying to argue? Should I find a witness?"
"Hmph, go ahead and find one. My sister has gone to the Cloud Sea Sect, and Brother Leng Ping..." The voice suddenly stopped. It would probably take Cold Frost some time to accept Leng Ping's death.
Seeing this, Ye Tian stepped forward, gently stroking Cold Frost's hair, and said softly, "Xiaoshuang, don't be sad. The deceased has passed away, and I believe Leng Ping wouldn't want to see you always grieving for him."
Cold Frost rested her head on Ye Tian's shoulder, momentarily at a loss for words.
Since Leng Ping was mentioned, the atmosphere among the three became somewhat silent. In the end, it was Cold Yang who broke the silence first.
Taking a deep breath, as if he was forcibly pulling himself out of the pain of his brother's death, he forced a smile and said, "Xiao Tian, speaking of which, your cultivation speed is really fast. You've reached the late stage of Seven-Section Warrior in just half a month. Thinking back to my time... sigh... it's simply incomparable."
Time flies by unnoticed; it has been more than half a month since the battle with Wu Xiaozhuang.
During this period, Ye Tian's strength did not see much improvement; he only entered the late stage of Seven-Section Warrior.
However, even such progress would be considered rapid in the eyes of others.
These others naturally include Cold Yang. His talent goes without saying; before Ye Tian appeared, he was praised as second only to Wang Weiyang.
Yet even someone as gifted as Cold Yang took a full four months of hard training to progress from the early stage to the late stage of Seven-Section Warrior!
Ye Tian chuckled lightly, not denying it. Regarding his cultivation speed, it was evident and left no room for modesty.
Looking up at the sky, he noticed that the sun was setting in the west; it was already quite late in the evening.
Ye Tian let out a light sigh in his heart and thought to himself, "Another day is about to end, but the Spirit Pouch..."
During this time, Ye Tian had been practicing the art of crafting the Spirit Pouch late at night. Now, after half a month, he had seen some results; within his Dantian, a faint star point had begun to appear, flickering in and out, which should be the prototype of the Spirit Pouch.
"Brother Yang, can you keep Xiaoshuang company for a few days? I want to go out for something," he said.
Recently, Ye Tian had spent most of his time with Cold Frost, so he hadn't had the chance to venture into the mountains to look for the Spirit Beast Inner Pill. Moreover, opening the Spirit Pouch required an Earth-level Spirit Beast Inner Pill, and such a dangerous task certainly couldn't involve Xiaoshuang.
"What are you going to do?" Cold Frost asked with concern. She was afraid that Ye Tian would go out alone and leave her at home feeling anxious.
"Don't worry," Ye Tian said as he rubbed Cold Frost's small face and smiled. "I just want to take a walk in the mountains. It's been a while, and I feel restless."
The matter of the Spirit Pouch involved the Spirit Sect, so even with Cold Frost, Ye Tian was reluctant to reveal the truth. It wasn't that he didn't trust her; rather, she was somewhat naive and careless at times. If she accidentally let something slip, it could lead to unnecessary trouble.
"Then I'll go too," Cold Frost said without hesitation.
"No way. There are many monsters in the mountains; it's very dangerous," Ye Tian firmly refused.
"I'm not afraid!" Her determined expression showed on her pretty face as she clenched her small fists to prove her bravery to Ye Tian.
"But I'm afraid..." Ye Tian rubbed his forehead, feeling helpless against this "ignorant girl" who misunderstood his intentions.
"If I'm not afraid, what are you afraid of?" Cold Frost asked with her big watery eyes blinking curiously and her little mouth pouting.
"Hehe..." Cold Yang nearby couldn't help but chuckle at his sister's silly demeanor and looked at Ye Tian with a sympathetic gaze.
"I’m afraid you’ll get hurt!" Ye Tian couldn't help but laugh, teasing, "Xiaoshuang, I remember when I first met you, you were really smart. How come now..."
After saying that, Ye Tian and Cold Yang exchanged glances and chuckled mischievously.
"Are you calling me stupid?" Cold Frost grabbed Ye Tian's ear with one hand and placed the other on her hip, saying, "Say it again and see what happens."
"I was wrong... I was wrong..." Ye Tian pleaded softly.
"That's more like it," a smug expression appeared on Cold Frost's delicate face.
"Sigh..." Ye Tian stole a glance at Cold Frost and whispered, "It's really true; you're not just stupid, you're downright foolish!"
Surprisingly, Cold Frost didn't retort this time. However, moments later, Ye Tian's cries of agony echoed.
"Hey hey hey! Don't pinch me, don't pinch me! I was talking about myself; I'm the foolish one, okay..."
The sun quietly sank below the horizon, painting the clouds in shades of red. The dim light spread across the land, making everything seem so quiet and peaceful.
On the path home, the sounds of their laughter echoed continuously. Cold Yang followed slowly behind, watching the happy couple ahead with a smile of genuine contentment.
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