Deep within Yan Mountain.
In front of the wooden house, two figures were practicing swordplay. Each move they executed was filled with deep affection, like the sun and moon reflecting each other’s light, subtly showing brilliance between sunrise and sunset. This Combined Sword Technique requires two people to be in perfect harmony to unleash its astonishing power, with an underlying ambush of killing intent that should not be underestimated.
Jiang Baishan and Lin Ruhua stopped their swords. Lin Ruhua’s eyes were filled with happiness:
"Baishan, your perception is truly unrivaled. This Sun and Moon Swordsmanship, when used by the two of us, can definitely contend with a Primordial Core Realm expert."
The fact that her beloved was a martial arts genius made her both admire him and be immensely proud.
Jiang Baishan smiled slightly and then said:
"My little perception is far from being unrivaled. If you knew about Jiu, you definitely wouldn’t think so."
Lin Ruhua was a bit curious. Jiang Baishan rarely mentioned Ning Qi, and her impression of Ning Qi was only from the last True Martial Peach Assembly they attended, during which Ning Qi gifted them a pair of Mandarin Duck Jade Pendants, which still hung at their waists.
Back then on the mountain, she had sensed that Ning Qi was no ordinary person, which was somewhat apparent from the attitude of others.
Such a prodigious disciple of the True Martial Mountain, yet almost unheard of, was indeed strange, but she hadn’t asked much about it.
Now hearing Jiang Baishan bring it up on his own, she finally couldn’t resist asking:
"Tell me about the wonders of Junior Brother Jiu."
Jiang Baishan laughed, gently caressing Lin Ruhua’s belly, his thoughts seemingly traversing time back to when Ning Qi first began learning martial arts:
"By calculation, Jiu should now be over eleven years old, but do you know how long he’s been practicing martial arts?"
Lin Ruhua’s eyes widened.
In that case, doesn’t this mean Ning Qi started down the Martial Path at three years old?
Jiang Baishan continued:
"That year, just as Jiu stepped into the Martial Path, he already showed a prodigious talent. Ruhua, you also know that I’ve been cultivating the Suanni Stance, one of the True Martial Nine Stances. Back then, it took me three years to cultivate it to the Divine Intent Perfection level, but do you know how long it took Jiu?"
"A year?" Lin Ruhua hesitated. She thought it was already very outrageous.
Jiang Baishan shook his head with a smile, filled with emotion:
"It was one day. Even, not necessarily a whole day."
Lin Ruhua was dumbfounded.
To cultivate a superior stance skill to its highest level in just one day was utterly fantastical. If it hadn’t been her husband saying it, she wouldn’t have believed it at all.
Jiang Baishan laughed:
"In fact, since then, we no longer probe into Jiu’s realm. We senior and junior brothers sometimes avoid this topic when mentioning him because we all know that perhaps Jiu has quietly surpassed us by far."
"He’s only eleven; his future is boundless. Becoming the strongest in the world is only a matter of time. It would be great if our child could have even half of Jiu’s talent in the future."
He spoke with heartfelt emotion.
Lin Ruhua instinctively nodded as well.
A mother naturally holds unlimited hope for her child, believing their child to be forever superior. Hearing about Ning Qi’s talent described this way by Jiang Baishan, she genuinely wished their child could be as extraordinarily gifted as Ning Qi in the future.
She couldn’t help but touch her lower abdomen, her face full of affectionate care.
Jiang Baishan also came close.
He placed his large hand on Lin Ruhua’s abdomen, his eyes filled with anticipation. This was their love’s fruition, especially at this moment, it was like a light of hope shining in their hearts.
The two nestled together, watching the sunset, speaking of their hopes for the future child.
Both of their bodies trembled, gazing into the distance.
Almost simultaneously, they drew their swords and stood ready, sensing several unabated powerful auras approaching from all sides. A deep laughter rang out:
"How wonderful indeed, that the daughter of a dignified Vice Sect Leader of the Holy Sect would debase herself, mingling with a disciple of the True Martial Sect, willing to betray the Holy Sect, and even giving birth to a bastard. How truly wonderful!"
The voice laughed, but the anger in it was perceptible to all.
Lin Ruhua’s face turned pale, and all her hopeful thoughts vanished.
"It’s an elder from the Demon Sect who’s been in the Celestial Human Realm for a long time. Though not at the Celestial Being List level, he’s still not to be underestimated."
She spoke hastily, her voice barely a mosquito’s buzz in Jiang Baishan’s ear:
"Baishan, listen to me. Later, I’ll hold them off, you find a chance to escape. Rest assured, my mother is, after all, the Vice Sect Leader of the Demon Sect. They wouldn’t dare harm me, but it’s different for you. If they catch you, they’ll undoubtedly use you to threaten the Master and Senior Brother!"
Jiang Baishan’s expression changed, firmly shaking his head:
"It’s just death; how can I abandon my wife and child and leave alone? Moreover, they came prepared. Even without considering this Celestial Human Realm expert, I can’t escape from those Gang Essence Realm experts." Thɪs chapter is updatᴇd by 𝚗𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚕·𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎·𝚗𝚎𝚝
He knew that the people from the Demon Sect might not harm Lin Ruhua’s life, but what would happen after taking her back was completely unknown, and the chances of saving their unborn child were absolutely impossible.
He was already prepared for a fight to the death.
Just moments ago they were imagining the future, and in the blink of an eye, they fell into such a desperate situation.
Lin Ruhua’s eyes were filled with guilt:
"If I hadn’t gone out by myself a few days ago, there might not have been any traces left. Baishan, it’s my fault."