Chapter 292: Empress of Swords [II]
"Train him? Seriously? Huh?" Mei Feng raised her eyebrows, tossing a silver coin that looked very ancient into the air. She cast a nonchalant glance at Xu Mei, who was looking at her with all seriousness. "Seems like you're not joking. Why should I waste my time on him?"
"Enough. Do you think I don't know you've been watching him?" Xu Mei suddenly replied coldly, furrowing her brows and staring intently at Mei Feng, whose face bore a faint smile. She snorted, "If you think you can hide your gaze from me, you're greatly mistaken."
"And? Should I report to you every time I watch someone? Pff!"
Xu Mei snorted at Mei Feng's impudent words, but she couldn't say anything in response. Given that this woman was stronger than her, even if she wanted to kidnap Xie Qing, Xu Mei could only scratch her hand and nothing more.
Mei Feng, on the other hand, calmly watched Xu Mei. To be honest, this request surprised her.
"Train him, huh? I thought she hated asking me for anything. Who would have thought she'd go to such lengths for this boy... hmm... is this related to her pregnancy?" Mei Feng frowned, rubbing her chin and glancing at Xu Mei's belly. This made her frown even more. "How wasteful... tsk"
During pregnancy, female cultivators rarely manage to cultivate properly because the embryo interferes with the flow of Qi and consumes it more than usual.
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Moreover, during pregnancy, there is a high chance of getting stuck at one stage for a long time. The stronger the cultivator, the longer the pregnancy will last.
"I'm afraid, considering the talents of these two, Xu Mei will be pregnant for a long time. If I had known her intention, I would have stopped her. It's better to reach the peak of cultivation in this world first, and then worry about children..." Mei Feng thought, rubbing her forehead.
Her head ached with pain. Although the woman appeared quite indifferent at first glance, when it came to Xu Mei, whom she had raised for a long time, Mei Feng couldn't be carefree.
"Sigh..." Mei Feng sighed, placing her hand on her head and muttering, "Here's another problem on my hands."
Xu Mei watched Mei Feng's thoughts silently. In reality, she was prepared for rejection, as her Master often disliked training someone because it took a lot of time.
However, the final answer made Xu Mei's eyes light up.
"Alright..." Mei Feng sighed and added, "I'll train him for a year. If he can't impress me during this time, that's all the time he gets. Are you satisfied?"
"Yes, Master!" Xu Mei said excitedly, her eyes shining like stars, and she smiled brightly before instantly teleporting away.
"..."
Mei Feng silently stared at the spot where Xu Mei had been a second ago. She rubbed her forehead and growled.
"That's why it's useless to raise a daughter!"
***
"...Huh?"
Xie Qing, who was casually drinking on the balcony, suddenly heard Xu Mei's words, and for a moment, his brain stopped working.
Mei Feng? Train him? Are you serious?
"You're not joking, right?" he asked, almost stuttering from shock.
"Huh? No?" Xu Mei replied with a questioning tone, tilting her head to the side.
"Ugh..."
Xie Qing covered his face with his hand. Judging by that innocent look, it seemed she really wasn't joking. And now he didn't know how to react.
The Empress of Swords was a legendary figure from the past. Most of the characters one could only hear about in legends lived in the same era as this woman. That was more than 10,000 years ago.
In other words, one could already understand what a terrifying figure she was. Although cultivators live for an unknown number of years, few have survived. The reason is simple – competition.
In the world of cultivation, there is no such thing as moral principles regarding murder. Murder is only forbidden in the cities of the Dynasty, and in other places, no one would care.
Not to mention in ancient times, when even with an abundance of resources, greed led to major conflicts. And so, many died without enjoying their long lives.
Although Xie Qing hadn't experienced all this danger, as he had been shielded from such things since childhood, even he understood how frightening those who had lived for more than a thousand years were.
"I even got a bit nervous," Xie Qing sighed, expressing his thoughts aloud.
"Huh? Why? Don't worry, that old hag won't do anything to you," Xu Mei replied casually, waving her hand.
"Well..."
Xie Qing cracked his neck and stood up. In any case, Xu Mei had gone to such lengths for him, and if he ignored her help, it wouldn't be right.
"Alright. Thank you very much, Master!"
***
Have you ever ridden a roller coaster, especially after a big breakfast? Well, then you should understand Xie Qing's state.
Xu Mei used spatial distortions to quickly arrive at Mei Feng's residence. As it turned out, it was an independent space protected by hundreds of thousands of different formations.
And, to put it mildly... Xu Mei didn't particularly care about their integrity and broke through with all her might. Although this was normal for her, Xie Qing almost lost consciousness from dizziness.
And upon exiting, when they finally arrived...
"Gha-a-aah!"
He barely suppressed his urge to vomit. Sitting on the ground and taking deep breaths, the man felt like he was about to present his lunch from today and yesterday.
"What the hell? Haven't you learned to enter properly yet? You stupid fool, if I hadn't weakened the defense, you would have injured yourself and your disciple!" a stern female voice sounded nearby.
The man weakly raised his head and squinted.
"They're huge..." he thought, as two large hills were the first thing that caught his eye.
Well... at least he confirmed the myths.
Mei Feng scolded Xu Mei with furrowed brows. Xie Qing assessed her appearance.
As expected, she was beautiful. Even considering her age, which was still a secret, she looked so young that Xie Qing wouldn't have given her more than 20 years based on her appearance.
And when their gazes accidentally met...
"!!!"
Xie Qing experienced true fear for the first time in his life. His heart began to beat rapidly, and his mind screamed, "Run!"
Fear filled his entire being. It was as if he had encountered his natural enemy. And when Mei Feng frowned, Xie Qing felt a sharp pain spread throughout his body, as if from a thousand swords.
This was Mei Feng.
The Empress of Swords.