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Due to everyone's excitement, it wasn't long before Liu Bin and the others arrived at the foot of One Pillar Mountain. Instead of taking the mountain path that had been cleared behind them, they followed the iron rods that a master had driven into the ground years ago.
After some time, Liu Bin led his companions safely to the summit of One Pillar Mountain. The peak was not large, only about a dozen square meters. Liu Bin sat facing east, and Liu Chuan and the others followed suit, also sitting facing east. At this moment, the arrangement was such that Liu Bin sat slightly ahead while Liu Chuan and the others lined up in order behind him. After sitting for a while, Liu Bin spoke up, "Sima Chuan, how do you feel sitting like this?"
Sima Chuan was taken aback by this sudden question, and Liu Chuan and the others were curious as to why Liu Bin had asked it, but they were also eager to hear Sima Chuan's response. After a moment's pause, Sima Chuan casually replied, "It's quiet, ethereal; it feels like being on a cloud."
"Not bad, that's getting close," Liu Bin said, which piqued everyone's curiosity even more. Ignoring their confusion, Liu Bin continued, "You should still remember what our sect is called?"
"Xiaoyao Sect," Liu Chuan and the others replied in unison.
Liu Bin nodded and continued, "The Xiaoyao Sect has only taught you some basic martial arts from the beginning until now but has never taught you any techniques."
Suddenly, Liu Chuan raised his head in surprise and exclaimed, "Master, could it be those techniques from the Carefree Sword Technique that you once mentioned?"
Liu Bin smiled slightly and said, "Exactly!"
"Then Master, please tell us about it!" Liu Chuan said excitedly. Although Shang Qiong and the others were still unsure of what it was, they nodded in agreement.
"What do you want to know?" Liu Bin asked.
"The Carefree Sword Technique!" Sima Chuan spoke up. "I want to know too," Liu Chuan added happily. In fact, a long time ago, Liu Bin had mentioned to him that there were three major techniques of the Xiaoyao Sect, and he had been eager to learn them ever since; he just hadn’t had the right opportunity until now.
"The Carefree Sword Technique appears to have no moves or forms but is deadly with every strike; it does not focus on sword skills but rather on the essence of intent. Its aim is freedom; if one achieves freedom, they can cut through all illusions." After finishing his explanation, Liu Bin did not elaborate further but began to dance. Although he held no sword in his hand, it felt as if he wielded one at that moment. His movements were light yet created illusions as if several versions of Liu Bin were dancing simultaneously but in different sequences. After a while, he stopped.
Seeing their expressions filled with confusion told him they hadn't remembered much. However, Sima Chuan had his eyes closed as he recalled every move Liu Bin had just performed. Liu Bin glanced at Sima Chuan with a slight smile before clearing his throat and asking, "So, did you remember anything?" Liu Chuan and the others shook their heads while Sima Chuan gently nodded.
“Sima Chuan, please demonstrate,” Liu Bin said with a serious expression.
Sima Chuan stepped to the center, and at that moment, a chill emanated from his right hand. Before long, he gently grasped a sword that appeared in his hand. It was none other than Xuan. Liu Chuan and the others were stunned, and even Liu Bin looked surprised. “How did a sword suddenly appear in Sima Chuan's hand?”
Seeing their astonished expressions, Sima Chuan felt nothing unusual, as if it were perfectly normal for the sword to manifest in his grasp. He then began to perform the Carefree Sword Technique. From start to finish, every move was executed flawlessly, showcasing the essence of the technique. Perhaps due to his amnesia and lack of burdens, he was able to express the quintessence of the Carefree Sword Technique so vividly.
Liu Bin quickly shifted from surprise to delight, thinking to himself, “What a prodigy in sword dancing!” Meanwhile, Liu Chuan and the others wore expressions of envy.
After finishing his performance, Sima Chuan bowed forward with the sword in hand. Then, another wave of chill spread out, and Xuan vanished.
“Cold energy,” Luo Mengqi suddenly sensed a force colliding with her fiery aura.
“That’s the energy of Xuan,” came the voice of Crimson Face from within Luo Mengqi's body.
“Is that the sword that Sima Chuan is holding?”
“Indeed, Sima Chuan is still alive.”
“Really?” Luo Mengqi nearly burst into tears.
“Of course! Don’t forget that sword has already merged with Sima Chuan. Only he can wield it. I can also feel his presence through that power. Let’s head back to Fucheng!”
As soon as Crimson Face finished speaking, Luo Mengqi dashed outside, leaving only a few words for her grandfather: “Grandpa, I’ll be back soon; don’t worry about me.” In no time, she summoned Yiling and flew toward Fucheng.
At that moment, Rock approached the entrance and watched Luo Mengqi’s retreating figure with a sigh. “Ah, this girl is growing up; her heart is drifting further away.”
The tavern in Fucheng was now bustling with people. Yang Xiuying, Geng Qing, and Hong Chen were busy attending to various tasks, so Luo Mengqi didn’t want to disturb them. She walked directly to the counter where Geng Erniu was focused on calculating accounts with an abacus.
Luo Mengqi playfully tapped the front desk, remaining silent. Geng Erniu directly asked, "What would you like to eat, guest?" This ancient city truly felt old; some phrases seemed to be learned from ancient people.
Luo Mengqi still didn't respond and tapped the table again. Geng Erniu frowned and said, "If you have something to say, feel free to speak up."
Once more, Luo Mengqi tapped the table. Geng Erniu was a bit annoyed and raised his head to glare at her. However, upon seeing her, he immediately transformed his anger into joy and exclaimed, "You little girl! You come here without a word and want to tease your Uncle Erniu?"
Yang Xiuying, hearing Geng Erniu's words and glancing at Luo Mengqi, covered her mouth and chuckled.
"Hehe, Uncle Erniu, why so serious? I won't disturb you then; I'll go help out." Watching Luo Mengqi busy herself, Geng Erniu shook his head with a smile.
Nightfall soon arrived. By the time they finished their work, it was already eleven o'clock. Luo Mengqi stretched her body and complained, "There were so many people today; I'm exhausted."
At that moment, Hong Chen walked over and teased, "You’re tired already? There were even more people a few days ago, and it was just us; we could barely keep up."
"Alright, alright, let's go rest early. Is there still time to look at the stars?" Luo Mengqi quickly changed the subject. Hong Chen glanced outside; a waning moon hung in the sky with a few dim stars scattered around.
Hong Chen asked her with curiosity, "Are you sure?"
Luo Mengqi nodded. With nothing better to say, Hong Chen replied, "Fine!" and headed toward the stairs. Just then, Geng Qing, who had just finished wiping the table, smiled and said, "I'll go too."
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