Giving Birth But Not Raising, Why Are You Crying Now That I’ve Become an Immortal Emperor? - Chapter 10 - Chapter 10 – Xue Yi in Awe! Sword Technique Perfected! Dongfang Yuqing Takes Notice!

In the Great Chu Imperial Palace, at the training grounds.

Xue Yi carefully explained the mental formula and insights for cultivating the Falling Snow Sword Technique to Ye Lingyun. After finishing, she said, “The three moves of Falling Snow Sword were created by myself. The difficulty is high, so there’s no need for you to rush. Take your time and progress step by step.”

Hearing this, Ye Lingyun did not argue but smiled and nodded. His handsome face revealed a meaningful grin as he extended his hand toward her.

“Sister Xue, may I borrow your treasured sword for a moment?”

Xue Yi handed over the sword.

Clang!

Ye Lingyun took it, unsheathing the blade. His gaze fell upon the sword, examining it closely.

Upon closer inspection, the long, cold blade had intricate, orderly patterns, gleaming with a sharp, cold light, exuding an aura of sharpness. The hilt also carried a faint chill, making it quite extraordinary.

Ye Lingyun casually swung the sword a few times. The flashes of the sword’s light produced the sound of air being split, clear and resonant.

He was playing with the cold sword, occasionally releasing sharp sword flashes, clearly reluctant to put it down. He couldn’t help but praise, “What a fine sword!”

Xue Yi smiled faintly and said softly, “This sword is something I obtained years ago from the Sword Forest of Mount Shu. It is a holy-grade sword, rare even across the nine provinces.”

“Mount Shu’s Sword Forest?”

Ye Lingyun was immediately intrigued, a glint of interest in his eyes.

The cold sword was obviously something Xue Yi treasured, and he didn’t wish to take something so dear from her. He hoped to learn more about the sword’s origin so he could one day obtain such a fine weapon for himself.

“The Sword Forest of Mount Shu will open soon. It’s a grand event, and almost all factions in the world will attend.”

“According to the rules of Mount Shu, there are no restrictions on who may enter the Sword Forest to retrieve a sword. As long as the sword acknowledges you, you may take it.”

Xue Yi noticed the curiosity in Ye Lingyun’s eyes and explained further.

Hearing this, Ye Lingyun raised an eyebrow in surprise, “Anyone can enter the Sword Forest and take a sword? Mount Shu is really this generous?”

Xue Yi nodded gently, her tone carrying admiration, “Mount Shu doesn’t stop anyone. In fact, they welcome it.”

“Everyone in their sect is obsessed with swords. They believe that swords have a spirit, and those precious swords shouldn’t be left buried in the Sword Forest, forgotten and nameless.”

“The swords are divided into five grades: ordinary, spiritual, supreme, holy, and immortal. If you’re interested, after the Sword Forest opens, you can also go and take a sword that suits you.”

Ye Lingyun nodded, his mind filled with awe.

Such generosity from Mount Shu was rare, especially in a world where only the strong survived. This was truly a refreshing approach.

Moreover, this offered him a great opportunity to obtain a sword himself. Very well, very well.

After their conversation, Ye Lingyun prepared to practice the swordsmanship. He stood at the center of the training grounds, holding the sword, and closed his eyes slightly to adjust his breath.

After a few moments, he suddenly opened his eyes. A cold, sharp light flickered in them, and with a swift motion, his cold sword slashed out!

Startling Snow!

Clang!

The blade trembled slightly, ringing out long and clear. With his movement, a beam of snow-like sword light shot across the entire training ground in an arc, sharp and swift like the setting sun.

First move Startling Snow: Perfection!

Not far away, as Ye Lingyun executed the move, Xue Yi’s eyes widened in disbelief. Her usually calm face showed an expression of shock.

Her exquisite eyes were filled with amazement, and she unconsciously opened her mouth, unable to speak a word.

At this moment, she was stunned. He learned it from just a single glance?!!!

Moreover, his first strike had already reached perfection!

For a moment, Xue Yi felt a haze in her mind.

But what shocked her even more was what came next.

Ye Lingyun didn’t stop after one move. He swiftly executed a second strike!

Frost Descent!

He leapt into the air, the cold sword carving an arc in the sky. Snow began to fall from the sky, and Ye Lingyun’s tall figure transformed into countless white shadows. An overwhelming wave of sword light rushed out from the air!

Perfect swordsmanship!

Xue Yi was completely stunned at this point.

Is he really such a genius?

Even more shocking was that Ye Lingyun’s Golden Core was beyond immortal-grade, and as he performed the sword techniques, the celestial phenomena around him grew even more extraordinary.

Feathers of snow poured down from the sky, and within moments, the entire Great Chu Imperial Palace was completely covered in a blanket of snow.

The cold wind howled, and snowflakes filled the sky.

Without a sound, the world seemed to shift.

Meanwhile, in another part of the Imperial Palace.

Zhao Tianming hurriedly arrived with his precious granddaughter Zhao Qiuer to meet the Daoist supreme, Dongfang Yuqing.

“Zhao Tianming, Duke Wuyou of Great Chu, pays his respects to the esteemed Daoist of the Dao Palace.”

He smiled broadly, showing great respect.

Dongfang Yuqing merely glanced at him and nodded slightly, but didn’t speak.

Seeing the cold reception, Zhao Tianming wasn’t discouraged. He quickly pulled his granddaughter to the front and said respectfully, “Esteemed Daoist, this is my granddaughter, Zhao Qiuer.”

“Since childhood, she has been fascinated by the Dao Palace and holds great reverence for it. Upon hearing that you were coming to Great Chu, she insisted on coming to pay her respects. I couldn’t refuse, so please forgive us for our abrupt visit.”

His words sounded smooth, but Empress Chu Xi couldn’t help but roll her eyes internally.

She recalled a few years ago when a powerful scholar had visited, and Zhao Tianming had also made a similar visit with the same smooth talk.

Hearing Zhao Tianming, Dongfang Yuqing’s gaze fell upon the shy little girl. She looked her over briefly and then spoke, “This child has good talent.”

Zhao Tianming was overjoyed, about to speak, but Dongfang Yuqing’s next words were a cold shower, “However, she is not the one I’m looking for.”

Zhao Tianming’s face went from red to blue in an instant, but he dared not show his anger. He gritted his teeth, held back his frustration, and after a few moments, asked, “May I ask who you are looking for? I can help.”

Meanwhile, Chu Xi, watching Zhao Tianming’s repeated misfortunes, felt a great sense of amusement. If not for the need to maintain her imperial dignity, she might have burst out laughing.

While they were talking, the snowflakes carried by the cold wind slowly began to fall.

Dongfang Yuqing extended her delicate fingers from her Daoist robe’s sleeve, letting the crystal-clear snowflakes fall on her fingertips. Her cold gaze shifted towards a particular part of the Imperial Palace—the direction of the training grounds where Ye Lingyun was.

At that moment, a faint ripple of emotion passed over her calm face, a smile tugging at her lips.

“Interesting… Let’s go take a look.”