Ever since escaping Thunder, she had been sticking with Shen Heilian, moving together.
All the way, fleeing and killing, plus ambushing lone experts of the White Lotus Sect, made Chen Ya's Swordsmanship faster! Trickier! Sharper!
Every single battle made her stronger!
Every brush with life and death made her heart race; her senses, insights, perception—everything—was rising at high speed!
A sword is a sword, and yet not a sword.
Chen Ya drew her sword and suddenly flicked it with a casual swing!
Buzz!!
A streak of Sword Qi shot out, and the next instant the door was sliced and shattered; outside, a corpse fell on the spot.
"The shopkeeper was eavesdropping." Chen Ya said.
Shen Heilian grinned and said, "I know."
Chen Ya frowned, but said nothing.
"Let's go. Let's… turn the White Lotus Sect upside down!"
Shen Heilian turned and strode off; Chen Ya followed close behind.
Chen Ya's hand was still on the sword hilt, her gaze resting on Shen Heilian's back.
