Da Xuan Martial Saint

Chapter 789: 435

Chapter 789: 435

Seven Profound Sect.

Spirit Profound Peak Upper Peak.

Chen Yue, clad in a light-colored lotus dress, sword in hand, was swinging her sword amongst the trees, intertwining each swing with her Inner Breath to slightly invoke the Power of Heaven and Earth, which grew gradually heavier and more obscure as time passed.

Despite the raw effort, she maintained her breathing and swallowing, practicing her sword techniques, her eyes calm as still water.

It had been half a year since her arrival at the Spirit Profound Peak and several months since Chen Mu’s departure. From the initial daily melancholy to a gradual calmness in her heart, like a clear pond, she slowly shifted her focus to the cultivation of Martial Arts.

Moving mountains is easy, learning martial arts is difficult.

She deeply understood this point.

She knew she had some talent, as her initial cultivation went smoothly without many obstacles. However, she ultimately wasn’t a peerless genius like Chen Mu, and her cultivation after reaching the Bone Tempering Realm became much slower.

Not to mention understanding the Artistic Conception, even some Martial Arts techniques and moves required her to exert a great deal of mental effort when practicing.

The deeper she got into her training, the more she could appreciate the difficulties of Chen Mu’s cultivation.

She didn’t know how Chen Mu had overcome so many obstacles and fully understood so many profound and difficult concepts. Although Chen Mu hadn’t been practicing much longer than her, one thing was clear: even with his exceptional talent and aptitude, reaching that level must have required unimaginable sweat and hardship.

She knew she could not catch up to Chen Mu, nor keep up with his pace, and now she was even less able to share any of his burdens. Nevertheless, she would do her utmost to study Martial Arts, not to disappoint Chen Mu.

“Huff…”

She didn’t know how long she had been practicing when her breathing became gradually unstable. Finally, she stopped executing techniques, sheathed her sword, and stood panting slightly, her forehead dotted with fine beads of sweat.

She cast her gaze in the direction of the small bamboo hut where Chen Mu once lived.

Since Chen Mu’s departure, she had lived on Spirit Profound Peak, interacting with many of its disciples. Chen Mu’s senior brother, Chu Jingsui, and senior sister, Meng Danyun, had also visited and chatted with her about Chen Mu.

Everyone naturally hoped Chen Mu would successfully overcome the Blood Exchange phase, but everyone knew it wasn’t easy, especially now with the world watching and countless enemies lurking, making it even more perilous for Chen Mu.

The whole Spirit Profound Peak and Chen Mu’s fates were now intertwined, sharing both losses and honors alike.

Chen Yue had also tried to inquire about Chen Mu from Meng Danyun, Chu Jingsui, and even Qin Mengjun, but not even Meng Danyun or Chu Jingsui knew his whereabouts, only that he had most likely gone to the Outer Sea.

“I wonder when I will hear any news of my brother.”

Chen Yue looked up at the sky, her gaze reaching into the unknown.

She was both eager and somewhat fearful of receiving news about Chen Mu, uncertain whether it would be good or bad, despite only a few months having passed.

If Chen Mu were to disappear and remain silent for over a decade, only to suddenly emerge, her heart wouldn’t be as restless because if he could emerge after more than ten years, by then Chen Mu would certainly be a supreme Martial Saint, having reached the pinnacle of Martial Arts!

Instead, if news suddenly arrived now, it might not necessarily be good.

After all, the time was too short.

If news about Chen Mu arrived so soon, it was more likely to involve some disaster he had encountered.

And just as Chen Yue was gazing up into the sky, lost in her thoughts, suddenly a voice came from not far away:

“Sister Yue!”

The voice sounded somewhat urgent.

Chen Yue regained her composure and looked toward the source, spotting a girl in the garb of a Seven Profound Sect disciple, her hair in a bun, who was someone she knew from Spirit Profound Peak, an Inner Sect Disciple named Jin Ling’er.

Jin Ling’er and Zhao Xiaohong were among the most outstanding of this generation of disciples on Spirit Profound Peak, and had some old ties with Chen Mu, having received his guidance multiple times. Thus, they occupied a different status among the many Inner Sect Disciples, allowed free movement over the Upper Peaks of Spirit Profound Mountain, and had quickly befriended Jin Ling’er and others after their arrival.

Being Chen Mu’s sister, Chen Yue naturally was treated with respect on Spirit Profound Peak. Not just because of Jin Ling’er, who benefited greatly from Chen Mu’s grace and care, but even Inner Sect Disciples who didn’t have much connection with Chen Mu respectfully addressed her as senior sister.

Of course.

If calculated by Chen Mu’s line, the seniority was a bit mixed up.

Since Chen Mu was the Peak Master of Spirit Profound Peak, his peer Chu Jingsui was also a Grandmaster, including Meng Danyun and others, making them all senior uncles and senior fathers to many of the disciples of Spirit Profound Peak. Given Chen Yue’s age of only just over twenty, it seemed a bit strange to call her senior uncle, so those close to Chen Yue like Jin Ling’er directly addressed her as sister.

“What’s wrong?”

Chen Yue, now focused again, addressed the hurriedly approaching Jin Ling’er.

This girl had once had her life saved by Chen Mu and after being admitted to Spirit Profound Peak, Chen Mu had provided her with numerous cultivation tips. Chen Yue was aware of this, as well as Jin Ling’er’s talent in Body Tempering Martial Arts. Of course, these were not the key points; the key was that she knew Jin Ling’er to be clear-minded and pure-hearted. After becoming familiar with each other, they started calling each other sisters.