They all want to change my future.

Chapter 38 was still too lenient.

Li Zhi pushed open the door; it was afternoon, and the sunlight was just right.

The spring breeze brings a touch of warmth.

Li Zhi couldn't help but stretch, his joints making a slight cracking sound.

Ji Baizhi, who was sitting on the stone table in the courtyard, noticed that Li Zhi had come out and checked the time.

He knew in his heart that Li Zhi had probably succeeded.

She had witnessed Li Zhi's progress over the past five days.

The effects of exercising every morning have become increasingly noticeable, and my body has gradually become stronger.

Although one cannot see the internal energy cultivation directly, one can feel his aura becoming more profound and enduring day by day.

Every night I practiced swordsmanship, watching the initially clumsy and awkward Gentleman's Sword Technique gradually become more proficient, and the sword moves gradually developed a sense of order.

Ji Baizhi stood up, her eyebrows curving into a smile, and looked at Li Zhi: "Young Master, is there some good news?"

Li Zhi looked at Ji Baizhi, who was dressed in a plain white dress and had only a simple jade hairpin in her hair, yet she looked like an immortal descended to earth.

Not to mention, she was absolutely stunning with a smile in her eyes.

Upon seeing such a beauty after leaving the pass, Li Zhi was in a good mood. He walked up to Ji Baizhi and spoke calmly:

"I've reached the third realm."

Ji Baizhi was somewhat surprised to hear that it was "above the third realm" rather than "entering the third realm".

But then, she clapped her hands gently, a smile spreading across her eyes, "As expected of the young master, your progress in cultivation is truly surprising."

"You trust me that much?"

Li Zhi could tell that Ji Baizhi was genuinely happy for him: "What if I was just lying to you?"

Ji Baizhi remained calm and gentle, not annoyed, saying, "Young Master isn't that kind of person. Besides, isn't Miss Lin here to test us?"

"I'd forgotten about it if you hadn't mentioned it." Li Zhi looked around. "Miss Lin, it's time to come out and fulfill our promise."

"Is Young Master in such a hurry?" Ji Baizhi asked helplessly. "Can't you wait until evening?"

"A bet is a bet," Li Zhi said matter-of-factly. "Besides, I'm out of money."

"What does the young master need money for?" Ji Baizhi was slightly taken aback. "I have some savings here, if needed..."

Li Zhi looked at her and suddenly laughed: "She didn't tell you? Not a word about the Red Silk Pavilion?"

"no."

Ji Baizhi shook her head: "These past few days, Miss Lin hasn't come out to meet me, and I haven't asked her about it."

"No one?"

Li Zhi found it somewhat amusing, and both of them managed to hold it in.

Something that could easily be used for jokes, but is not mentioned.

Someone who is clearly very curious, but doesn't ask.

It's unclear whether Lin Yueyin was reluctant to say it, or if she genuinely didn't want to deal with Ji Baizhi anymore.

Thinking of this, Li Zhi smiled at Ji Baizhi, "You two really have a bad relationship. With you here, it seems like she won't come out."

Ji Baizhi nodded calmly: "I suddenly remembered I have something else to do."

As she spoke, she turned and left the courtyard, her steps light and graceful, showing no sign of being kicked out.

On the contrary, it appears to be aboveboard and aboveboard.

Ji Baizhi's figure quickly disappeared behind the courtyard wall, leaving only Li Zhi in the courtyard.

Li Zhi clapped his hands and said to the empty courtyard, "She's gone. Can we come out now?"

There was still no response.

"You're not trying to renege on your debt, are you?" Li Zhi raised an eyebrow. "A dignified..."

Before he could finish speaking, a dark figure suddenly appeared, silently standing three steps in front of him.

Lin Yueyin was still dressed in black, with a plain face and a cold gaze.

Red Eyes glanced at Li Zhi and uttered only three words:

"Let's have a fight."

"So direct?" Li Zhi said, "Given our relationship, shouldn't we be able to exchange a few polite words? Are you taking your anger out on me?"

"Draw your sword."

Lin Yueyin offered no explanation; was she taking her anger out on him?

Why take it out on me? I didn't want to hit you because of that phoenix's composure.

The best way to test one's cultivation level is, of course, to have a fight.

This is how we in the Sword Sect conduct our tests.

Li Zhi saw Lin Yueyin's determination, shrugged, and said, "Consider it as you giving me pointers."

He drew his Gentleman's Sword, and when the blade was drawn from its sheath, it was no longer as sluggish as it had been at first. With just a gentle tremor, it produced a clear and melodious sound.

He had casually tossed the sword sheath onto the stone table beside him.

But the next moment, it flew into Lin Yueyin's hand.

Seeing Li Zhi's surprised look, Lin Yueyin said with the composure of a grandmaster, "To fight you, the scabbard is enough."

"Indeed." Li Zhi nodded in agreement: "My talent for swordsmanship isn't very good."

Lin Yueyin felt like she had hit a cotton ball, and snorted coldly:

"Make your move."

Li Zhi didn't stand on ceremony; with a swift movement, his longsword thrust out diagonally.

The first move of the Gentleman's Swordplay: A Guest Arrives.

The name of this sword move sounds humble and respectful, but in reality, it is full of sharpness and intent.

The sword tip cut through the wind, pointing directly at Lin Yueyin's left shoulder.

Lin Yueyin remained unfazed and easily deflected the attack.

Li Zhi changed his move accordingly, his longsword swirling from top to bottom.

A wake-up call.

This is the killing move of the Gentleman's Sword Technique.

A faint look of surprise flashed across Lin Yueyin's eyes. Not bad, she can already break free from the order of moves and execute moves effortlessly.

And it's so smooth.

However, your level of understanding is still too low.

She didn't move, but casually raised the scabbard in her hand.

"clang!"

The tip of the scabbard touched the blade, making a soft sound.

Li Zhi felt a force coming from him, and his sword involuntarily deviated by three points.

So he changed his tactics again.

Doing what you would not have yourself is another deadly move.

Lin Yueyin remained motionless, her sword sheath following her like a shadow, and this time it struck Li Zhi.

It hurts a little, but not much.

Feeling the rebound, Lin Yueyin nodded; the body-tempering effect was quite good.

The two began to fight in the small courtyard.

Li Zhi's sword moves were continuous, demonstrating a set of gentleman's sword techniques with great openness and grandeur.

When he practiced this sword technique, he realized that although the name was elegant, it was not as profound as the saying "Time flies like an arrow, I must reflect on myself three times a day, and learn and practice regularly."

In reality, every move is an attack, with more offense than defense. Rather than a gentlemanly style, it is more like the domineering swordsmanship of a brute.

No matter how his sword moves changed, Lin Yueyin always relied on a section of the scabbard to deal with him, and her body remained still in the same place.

On the contrary, I have lost count of how many times I have been beaten.

It's definitely a case of bullying noobs.

After thirty moves, Lin Yueyin suddenly made her move.

The scabbard emerged like a serpent from its hole, gently tapping Li Zhi's wrist.

Li Zhi felt a numbness in his wrist, and the Gentleman's Sword slipped from his hand.

Lin Yueyin caught the falling sword with her other hand and, with a "click," she sheathed it.

The entire sequence of movements was fluid and seamless, completing an ultimate insult to the swordsman in the blink of an eye.

Li Zhi looked at the empty, swaying hand and stood there, not feeling particularly insulted. He sighed.

"As expected, I don't have any talent for swordsmanship."

Upon hearing this, Lin Yueyin realized that she hadn't hit him hard enough, that she hadn't been gentle enough.

That's a bit infuriating.

After all, in just five days, or rather six days, you've mastered this sword technique that could lead directly to the level of a grandmaster.

You still say you have no talent?

Something seems wrong. Did I hit him too hard and destroy his confidence?

I thought of a swordsmanship genius who I had beaten into a cripple.

Lin Yueyin was startled, but remained calm on the surface and tossed the Gentleman's Sword back to him.

"Indeed, he can be considered to be in the upper three realms. His true essence is abundant, his body tempering is successful, and his swordsmanship is proficient... enough to stand alone in the outside world."

Her voice became unusually gentle.

However, Li Zhi didn't care about that and simply stretched out his hand: "In that case, pay up."

Lin Yueyin's face immediately darkened; she realized she hadn't hit him hard enough.