"Alright." Mu Wuxia agreed without hesitation; she’s been longing to spar with Jian Yifeng.
As for that Other Shore Fist, she felt a bit uncertain.
"But we should be careful not to destroy the Flower Sea; otherwise, Father might hold us accountable." Mu Wuxia said.
"No need for that. Understanding the Other Shore Sword allowed me to create a Spiritual Space."
With those words, Jian Yifeng suddenly swung his longsword, and in an instant, the Other Shore Flowers bloomed around them, leading the two directly into a void-like space.
Mu Rufeng observed the two enveloped in a special aura and nodded slightly in his heart.
The comprehension of Jian Yifeng is indeed strong. If not for Mu Rufeng having a cheat, even with consuming the Bodhi Fruit, he wouldn’t match Jian Yifeng.
"Your Highness, why don’t we take a walk further away so we don’t disturb the two of them?" Zhao Yanran suddenly suggested.
"Sure." Mu Rufeng agreed cheerfully.
But before leaving, Mu Rufeng sipped another cup of flower tea and ate some pastries and honey, and then leisurely strolled away.
The scent of flowers filled the air, and with a beautiful companion by his side, Mu Rufeng found this feeling quite enjoyable.
"It seems this time, the Seventh Princess might settle down." Zhao Yanran said.
"Yes, that would be good too. Jian Yifeng is a fine son-in-law." Mu Rufeng nodded.
However, Mu Rufeng was still a bit puzzled, wondering if Jian Yifeng really fell in love with his seventh sister at first sight.
"I spoke to my elders about us yesterday." Zhao Yanran said.
"Hmm." Mu Rufeng nodded.
Silence, the two fell into silence again. Zhao Yanran bit her lip and then said, "Your Highness, I am a woman; you should speak to His Majesty and receive a marriage decree."
"Ah, right, I’m not familiar with this process either. Don’t worry, after my father comes out of seclusion, I will report to him." Mu Rufeng slapped his forehead, feeling like an idiot.
"So, what do you think of the Other Shore Sword?" Mu Rufeng, unable to find a topic for conversation, could only bring this up.
In the blink of an eye, a day passed.
The entire sky was covered with the glow of the sunset, appearing extraordinarily spectacular.
Mu Rufeng and the other three were sitting in a circle on the grass.
A low table was placed in front of them, adorned with numerous spiritual foods, which Mu Rufeng had instructed Xiao Cui and others to prepare and deliver from Drunk Immortal Restaurant.
As the largest and most famous restaurant in the Imperial City, the taste of the spiritual food at Drunk Immortal Restaurant is second only to the palace’s royal cuisine.
"Xiao Jiu, hurry and restore your cultivation. I’ve already comprehended the Other Shore Fist; this time, I will definitely defeat you." Mu Wuxia was eager to battle Mu Rufeng.
However, before Mu Rufeng could reply, Jian Yifeng said, "You won’t win. His Highness has comprehended the Other Shore Blade."
"Other Shore Blade? When?" Mu Wuxia was slightly shocked.
"Just ten breaths after I passed it to him." Jian Yifeng said.
"What? Really? Are you kidding me? I took a full four hours to comprehend it." Mu Wuxia was in disbelief.
Under Jian Yifeng’s guidance, it took Mu Wuxia a full four hours to finally comprehend the Other Shore Fist.
And Mu Rufeng only needed ten breaths? Is he even human?
"Seventh Sister, don’t compare yourself to me; you’ll never win." Mu Rufeng said with a smile.
"Alright, fine. Let’s have a match now, and I’ll make you call me grandpa." Mu Wuxia said fiercely, waving her fist.
"You won’t win. Although His Highness is only at the Heart Refining Realm, I can sense a hint of danger from him." Jian Yifeng said.
Jian Yifeng, being a Sword Cultivator, is especially sensitive to energy. He had this feeling the first time he saw Mu Rufeng.
"I don’t believe it; you’re just playing with me." Seeing Jian Yifeng disrupting again, Mu Wuxia retorted immediately.
"If you want a thrashing, go ahead and try." Jian Yifeng said.
"Alright, alright, let’s eat. Aren’t four hours in the Spiritual Space enough for you to argue?" Mu Rufeng quickly acted as the mediator.
"Hmph!" Mu Wuxia snorted twice, grabbing a pig’s trotter and started eating.
In front of guests, at the palace and dining with elders, Mu Wuxia behaves very properly, with perfect manners and etiquette.
But in private, when eating, she’s almost like a rough and rowdy girl.
Soon, a large pig’s trotter was devoured by Mu Wuxia.
"Eat more." Seeing that Mu Wuxia seemed not full, Jian Yifeng placed a roasted leg of lamb in front of her.
"Hmph. I’ll eat." Mu Wuxia’s mood had improved a bit, but upon seeing this act, she snorted again, picking up the lamb leg to eat.
Mu Rufeng saw this and shook his head. Jian Yifeng really didn’t understand anything.
Jian Yifeng thought Mu Wuxia wasn’t full, so out of kindness he gave her a roasted leg of lamb.
But Mu Wuxia felt Jian Yifeng was mocking her, mocking her eating like a rough girl with such a big appetite.
Mu Rufeng decided not to explain it and let the two of them work it out themselves.
After finishing dinner, the four left the Flower Sea Canyon.
"Seventh Sister, I’ll trouble you to escort Brother Jian back to the inn, and I’ll take Miss Yanran back to Lingyan Pavilion." Mu Rufeng said.
"Sure, I understand." Mu Wuxia did not refuse.
Upon hearing this, Jian Yifeng immediately sat beside the coachman.