novelraw Chapter 13 : Yin Spirit Leaving the Body
Chapter 13 : Yin Spirit Leaving the Body
Chapter 13: Yin Spirit Leaving the Body
Li Residence, Ziyun Pavilion.
“Mingyu Fist experience +16.”
“Mingyu Fist (Minor Mastery 16/200)”
“Sixteen points of experience in one afternoon.”
Li Yunqing glanced at the dimming sky, her brows moving slightly.
After the betrothal ceremony at noon, she had returned to her courtyard and spent the entire afternoon cultivating the Mingyu Fist without a single pause.
Of the Blood Qi Pills she bought from Jiang Yu, the last two had already been completely consumed.
“At this rate, reaching proficiency will only take six or seven days—it’s already extremely fast!”
“I’m just being a bit too impatient.”
At this speed, achieving major mastery of the Mingyu Fist would take at most about half a month.
Such speed was absolutely extraordinary—faster than even those martial prodigies.
But after experiencing the betrothal, a sense of pressure and urgency had arisen within her, making it feel slow.
“Just proceed step by step. One year should be more than enough.”
Thinking this, Li Yunqing let out a long breath, her entire being returning once more to that calm state.
With strength, she could refuse everything.
If she was unwilling, no one could force her.
After dinner, bathing, and washing up, she sat cross-legged on a soft couch and began cultivating the Frost Sword Art.
The stronger the mind, the greater the control over the body, and the deeper the comprehension of martial arts.
This would allow her martial experience to increase faster.
The Frost Sword Art naturally could not be neglected.
Moreover, cultivating the Frost Sword Art to strengthen the mind could completely replace sleep.
Before gaining the power to reject everything, working harder was only natural.
Li Yunqing rapidly formed hand seals, her fingers dancing. In an instant, nine seals were completed.
As she became more proficient, her speed in forming seals grew faster and faster.
“Perhaps tonight I can bring the sword art to minor mastery.”
As the thought moved, she formed a sword finger and pointed toward the brush resting on the table.
Invisible mental force wrapped around the brush like threads.
“Buzz!”
The brush trembled slightly, then rose into the air, darting swiftly before Li Yunqing.
Like a flying sword, it executed the techniques of the sword art.
Each move was swift and sharp, as if an invisible person were wielding a sword in battle.
After a moment, her mental energy was exhausted. The brush suddenly fell, and she felt a brief dizziness before recovering.
“Frost Sword Art experience +8.”
“Frost Sword Art (Initiation 335/500)”
“I wonder if Granny Gui has finished studying that flying sword?”
Her thoughts moved, yet her fingers continued to dance rapidly, leaving afterimages before forming the sword finger again.
Mental force surged out, transforming into invisible threads that wrapped around the brush.
The brush trembled once more, rising into the air to perform the sword techniques.
Without pause.
As she continued cultivating, her understanding of the sword art accumulated continuously within her mind.
Once it reached a certain threshold, with her comprehension, she would surely achieve another leap forward.
Time flowed silently.
The bright moon hung high, stars scattered across the sky, and the world fell into stillness.
As the moon sank westward, faint light began to appear in the eastern sky.
“Buzz!”
On the soft couch, Li Yunqing pointed with her sword finger, and the brush soared into the air.
Like a sharp sword, it danced within the room, executing sword techniques, even producing faint sounds of air being sliced.
Watching the dancing brush, her eyes grew brighter. Countless insights in her mind erupted at that moment.
In that instant, the brush—like a sword—became even faster and sharper, faintly emitting an extremely weak chill.
It left behind layers of afterimages, continuing for the time it took to burn a stick of incense.
“Clack!”
The brush fell. Li Yunqing felt that the mental energy in her mind had accumulated to a sufficient level.
Like boiling water, it bubbled and churned.
It was as if she had gained a new understanding of the Frost Sword Art.
Yet when she tried to grasp it, she found nothing.
“Frost Sword Art experience +23.”
“Frost Sword Art (Minor Mastery 0/1000)”
“The sword art has reached minor mastery!”
Just as a smile appeared on Li Yunqing’s face, the boiling mental energy in her mind suddenly trembled, transforming into a phantom figure.
That figure was identical to her in every way, yet it was illusory like a shadow.
“Buzz!”
Her body trembled slightly, her eyes snapping shut. The phantom figure in her mind leaped lightly and flew out from the top of her head.
“What is this?”
Li Yunqing felt extremely light, like a feather, drifting with the wind.
She looked down at her illusory body, then at her physical self sitting cross-legged on the couch.
“This is Yin Spirit leaving the body?”
With a thought, her phantom body floated instantly before her physical body, facing it.
“So I actually look this good?”
Looking closely at those delicate, picturesque brows and eyes, and that small, slightly upturned mouth, she suddenly understood Jiang Yu a little.
Someone so beautiful—with both looks and figure—she herself liked it too.
She raised her illusory hand, wanting to pinch her own chin, but it passed straight through her body.
“So I can’t touch myself!”
She pondered, then her phantom figure turned and soared upward, passing through the roof and floating into the night sky.
The moonlight falling from the setting moon passed through her body, as if draping her in a garment woven of light.
“It’s a bit cold!”
Feeling the breeze from all directions, her phantom body trembled slightly.
“No… this isn’t cold. It’s because my Yin Spirit is too weak to withstand the wind for long.”
“And something about my Yin Spirit seems off.”
Li Yunqing lowered her head slightly. Under the moonlight, she sensed that within this illusory body, there was also a strange power.
A flash of inspiration appeared in her mind. She quickly formed hand seals, turning them into a sword finger.
“Buzz!”
At that moment, a strand of sharp, icy light rose from her fingertips.
Like frost, like snowflakes—radiating cold, yet seeming capable of piercing through everything.
“Could this be sword intent?”
“Not good!”
She suddenly realized that as the sword intent condensed, her phantom body began to tremble.
As if it were about to collapse.
She instinctively dispersed the hand seal, and the strand of cold light instantly turned formless, merging back into her phantom body.
The sense of collapse vanished immediately.
“So that’s it. My Yin Spirit is still incomplete. It only manifested because I comprehended a trace of Frost Sword Intent.”
“A strong mind has such benefits?”
“Sword intent…”
Understanding dawned upon her. Her figure slowly rose into the air, stopping at the faint connection between her spirit and physical body, gazing into the heavens.
All she saw was darkness—boundless like an abyss, yet it filled her with a sense of openness.
It gave her a feeling of freedom, unbound and unrestricted.
“Hm?”
Suddenly, Li Yunqing turned her gaze toward the eastern sky.
She felt a faint unease, as if from that direction, a terrifying force was about to emerge—
A force capable of shattering her illusory body into pieces.
“The sun is about to rise!”
“My Yin Spirit is too weak to walk under sunlight.”
With a thought, she quickly descended, passing through the roof and merging back into her body.
The next moment, Li Yunqing, seated on the couch, opened her eyes. Light flickered within them, carrying a hint of excitement.
She could also sense that within a radius of several feet around her, everything was clearly perceived.
It was as if above her head, there was an extra pair of eyes, able to clearly observe everything around her.
A full three hundred and sixty degrees—without a single blind spot.
“This should count as the sixth sense—spiritual perception?”
She rose and stepped off the couch, standing by the window and gazing toward the east.
The sky there seemed stained with blood-red light, gradually spreading and dyeing the heavens crimson.
Until a corner of the sun emerged, tearing apart the darkness.
The starlight and moonlight faded, disappearing entirely.
Daylight had arrived.
“I wonder if I can now control a flying sword?”
“Tomorrow… no, today—I can find a chance to try.”