Yu Juanfu was a very pragmatic woman, and she graciously accepted her defeat without any gripes or complaints. Even as she was about to depart, she still didn't forget to bid Chen Ping'an farewell.0

She still hadn't given up hope on a third sparring match against Chen Ping'an.0

I am simply the inferior martial artist right now, so the only thing I can do is grow stronger! 1

Cao Ci had told her that after suffering a single defeat at Chen Ping'an's hands, it would be very difficult for her to catch up to him, but she was unconvinced.0

The talismanic boat descended onto the city wall, and its four passengers disembarked.0

All of the swordsmen quickly dispersed, and many of them were cursing loudly to express their distaste. While Chen Ping'an had put on a good show, the fact of the matter was that everyone had been screwed out of their money, and the thought of having to buy wine on credit for the foreseeable future was certainly not very appealing.0

Chen Ping'an unrolled his sleeves and put on his boots, then extended a salute toward Zhong Qiu, who returned the salute and greeted Chen Ping'an as mountain master.0

Prior to departing from the Lotus Root Blessed Land, Zhong Qiu had already resigned from his position as imperial preceptor. Now that he had arrived on the Sword Qi Great Wall, he was planning to indulge himself and focus on nothing but being a pure martial artist. Thankfully, this place was teeming with sword qi that he could use to hone his fist intent. Perhaps someday, he would be reunited with Yu Zhenyi. 2

By then, he would no longer be the imperial preceptor, and Yu Zhenyi would have most likely already become an accomplished cultivator. There was no way that the two of them would be able to reason with one another...0