Chapter 237: Chapter 180: Quite Appreciated

The figures of the two people were as fast as ghosts, illusory and blurred, making it impossible to see their specific moves clearly, as if they were just two flickering images.

The crowd found it difficult to distinguish which of the two had superior martial arts.

Of course, there were also those in the hall who could see through the techniques.

After all, not only were there top palace experts present, but also characters like Jun Moling, whose martial arts were outstanding.

They naturally understood in their hearts that Shen Ruoxi was indeed several levels inferior compared to the old man.

However, being able to exchange blows with the old man showed that Shen Ruoxi was not without the power to fight back.

As they exchanged moves, Shen Ruoxi’s sword moves became increasingly tighter, impenetrable, as if she wanted to envelop the old man’s entire body in her Sword Qi.

Sword Shadow Residual Wind nodded in secret, eyes full of admiration.

This young girl was simply a genius. She knew precisely how to break the moves, instantly shifting the sword momentum, with each attack more ferocious than the last, and the pressure becoming more intense.

If not for his deep Inner Strength, unafraid of any Sword Qi, he might have been punctured by her.

This intense confrontation lasted for about half a quarter of an hour.

The old man suddenly leapt out of the sword circle, and Shen Ruoxi also withdrew her sword accordingly, respectfully saying, “Senior, your martial arts are unmatched, you have made me laughable.”

Even those who did not understand martial arts, though they could not tell who was better during the fierce battle just now, could now somewhat distinguish as the two stopped.

The old man looked unchanged, as if the intense fight just now had never happened, still calm and composed.

But Shen Ruoxi, though sweaty and her cheeks flushed, appeared spirited, with no trace of embarrassment, instead looking increasingly heroic and enchanting with a unique captivating charm.

The crowd wondered what had possessed Xiao Chengyi to divorce such a woman and marry one who was plainer, it was altogether incomprehensible.

Some men mused that if she were their wife, they would truly cherish her. The Prince was indeed fortunate, no wonder for so many years, even the Emperor had not forgotten her.

The crowd could only think as much, for she was now Princess Consort Zhan, to make a move would be unseemly, leaving only a path of death.

Sword Shadow Residual Wind’s lips curled slightly, unreservedly praising, “Young girl, you’re really quite remarkable.”

This sincere compliment was clearly heard throughout the hall.

Then, he turned to Chunyu Che and said, “Emperor, given Princess Consort Zhan’s martial arts, it would be sending Princess Aya to her death if she entered the Prince Mansion. Best to abandon this idea early!”

Chunyu Che, upon hearing this, was momentarily choked.

Chunyu Ya felt even more timid, repeatedly shaking her head at him.

Yet how could Chunyu Che easily give up on his plan? He thought secretly that he would remain in the Capital City of Dayi Country for a few more days and Dayi Country was about to host an autumn hunt.

As long as he calculated carefully, anything was possible.

“Your Majesty, with Princess Consort Zhan’s martial prowess, having already exchanged blows with Senior Gu today, it’s inadvisable to have her fight again. Let’s set this aside for now and enjoy the drink!”

Chunyu Che finished his words, raised his wine cup, and drank it all, first to toast.

The Emperor, seeing this, understood that this was not the time to bring up the matter again.

However, doubt lingered in his heart; he truly couldn’t fathom why Chunyu Che, knowing Shen Ruoxi’s extraordinary martial arts while his sister Chunyu Ya had no martial skills, would arrange for her to duel Shen Ruoxi?

In truth, this so-called duel was merely a guise.

Chunyu Che’s original plan was to have Shen Ruoxi injure Chunyu Ya during the match, thus making Dayi Country inevitably accountable, thereby forcing Jun Moling to take responsibility, confident the other side couldn’t shirk it.

But now it seemed this move wasn’t working, another approach was needed.

In those vast mountains and fields, any accident could happen.

Thus, he was convinced he could succeed in having his sister attach herself to Jun Moling there, thereby achieving his ultimate aim.

The Emperor, seeing Chunyu Che no longer mention the matter, internally remained unwilling.

However, after careful consideration, he realized that acting rashly now was indeed unwise, and there would eventually be opportunities.

Among all present, including the Emperor, few understood why this highly renowned figure in the martial world wished to spar with Shen Ruoxi.

Only Shen Ruoxi knew the truth; this senior took advantage of this meeting to guide her.

She had benefited immensely, discovering the deficiencies in her swordsmanship, and almost instantly made adjustments.

Seeing the fine sweat beads on Shen Ruoxi’s forehead, Jun Moling unhesitatingly picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped her face in front of everyone.

Shen Ruoxi felt a bit embarrassed at the moment.

Eating the shrimp he had personally peeled under the gaze of so many people had already made her a bit nervous.

If not for understanding that this was her husband’s silent means of rejecting Chunyu Ya, and knowing that he was often so considerate at home, she would have felt very awkward.

“Let me do it myself,” Shen Ruoxi whispered.

Jun Moling couldn’t help but laugh, “We’ve been an old married couple for so long, what’s there to be embarrassed about?”

Shen Ruoxi wanted to argue that such actions were improper in public.

But upon seeing Jun Moling’s serious demeanor, she held back her words, stopping her protest.

Those present watching their affectionate display, some felt it inappropriate, thinking it lacked elegance, that a dignified prince acting such way was unmanly;

Others, however, felt envious, lamenting why they couldn’t find such a devoted husband?

The Emperor, watching this scene, found it particularly displeasing, convinced that Jun Moling did it intentionally to show their deep affection as a couple to everyone.

The night was deep, the lights newly lit, and the banquet concluded with everyone harboring their own thoughts.

Jun Moling tightly held his wife Shen Ruoxi’s hand, intending to leave together, when Sword Shadow Residual Wind suddenly approached.

“Young girl, it’s been many years since this old one last saw your master, could you find someone to inform him to meet me in the Capital City?

I promised an old friend to guarantee the safety of my master this trip, and really can’t get away,” Sword Shadow Residual Wind said warmly.

Since getting married, Shen Ruoxi hadn’t seen her master, and naturally felt some longing, so she agreed, “Sure, I’ll return to Medicine King Valley tomorrow and deliver Senior’s message.”

Sword Shadow Residual Wind nodded slightly, then took out a Sword Manual from his robe, handing it to Shen Ruoxi, “Young girl, your swordsmanship is not inferior to this old one. We share a special bond, so I’ll give you this as it will help your swordsmanship!”

Shen Ruoxi was momentarily stunned; this Sword Manual was a coveted treasure for anyone in the martial world, surely the culmination of his life’s work, and just like that, he gave it to her?

Nearby, Jun Moling was overjoyed; such a Sword Manual given to his wife would surely propel her martial arts to new heights, and who would dare bully her then.

While Shen Ruoxi hesitated, wondering whether to accept this blessing from heaven, Jun Moling had already taken it for her.

“Thank you, Senior, for the gift. I accept it on behalf of my wife. Senior, if you have time, please visit the Prince Mansion; I will certainly be a gracious host.”

At this moment, Sword Shadow Residual Wind seemed to take a proper look at Jun Moling, noting his imposing air and outstanding demeanor, emanating an innate dominance.

He nodded secretly in approval, this man was indeed worthy of the young girl, and he even vowed not to marry a second woman, truly a model among men.

“Sure, if I have time, I’ll visit. Farewell.” With that, Sword Shadow Residual Wind turned and left, his figure gradually disappearing.

Watching him depart, Jun Moling pressed the Sword Manual into Shen Ruoxi’s hand, smiling gently, “Wife, let’s go home.”

Seeing this, Shen Ruoxi couldn’t help but smile.

The dignified Prince Zhan, usually so aloof, surely it was his first time accepting such generosity so readily.

She thought to herself that it’s proper reciprocating gifts; having received such a significant gift, what return gift should she offer?

After all, one couldn’t easily wound him with swords, it was quite challenging indeed.

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