0p0 Chapter 304 Bottom of the Cliff
Chapter 304 Bottom of the Cliff
The stone gate is also made of obsidian, and apart from the material, it doesn't have many patterns and looks quite ordinary.
Presumably, the stone gate will open once the hourglass timer ends, but judging from the slow ticking of the hourglass, it's still a long way from the time the stone gate opens.
What lies inside the stone gate remains unknown.
Perhaps it is the legendary entrance to the Dragon Gate, or perhaps it is yet another secret realm.
No one could guess.
Random guesses are useless; the only thing to do is to remain vigilant and take strict precautions.
Before the stone gate opens, they all need to seize the time to improve their skills, especially Shen Yao.
This stone gate is inextricably linked to her, and although she has now become an immortal ancestor, her cultivation techniques are still far from perfect, and she needs to speed up her practice.
The most urgent task is to master the "Thirteen Forms of God-Slaying".
Even a salted fish needs to seize the time to train its physique. If the stone gate leads to the Dragon Gate, the salted fish needs a sufficiently strong physique to leap over the Dragon Gate.
The assessment came too suddenly; the two sisters had no time to play, let alone date.
Huo Die devised a hellish training plan for his two daughters, forcing them to accelerate their growth within a limited time.
Although Tu Xiaoxiao has become a demon lord, she dares not say that she can be invincible in the face of any danger.
The fox demon, possessing the cultivation methods passed down through the Tu family, reluctantly bid farewell to Shen Yao and then sealed off the back mountain to go into seclusion.
Feng Yu stopped clinging to Shen Yao. His Wild Goose Boat really needed to be cultivated properly, and he needed to be an asset, not a hindrance.
He also needs to improve his skills, and there are more important things to do.
The hourglass inside the stone bead didn't look very big, but after a month, not a single grain of sand could be seen at the bottom.
That's good too, going slower gives everyone more time.
Shen Yao's swordsmanship became smoother and smoother with each practice.
The first move of the God-Slaying Technique, Drawing the Blade to Break the Wind, was something she had practiced for nearly four months before coming to Dragon Spring Cliff, and she had only just begun to master.
Now he has reached the intermediate level in just two months.
Shen Yao's confidence soared. Perhaps mastering the thirteen moves wasn't as difficult as she had imagined.
Besides strength, the most important aspect of swordsmanship is speed.
By channeling spiritual energy into the sword, the speed at which it is drawn is faster than a gust of wind.
The blade is fast enough to cut through the wind, so the movement must be even faster than the blade.
Drawing her sword to cut through the wind, Shen Yao practiced both swordsmanship and movement techniques. With experience, she combined this with the god-level movement technique, Ghost Shadow Steps.
Before the wind could blow, the knife had already arrived.
The fairy's elusive steps and ghostly movements allow her to cleave through the wind with a single draw of her sword, marking the mastery of the first move in the God-Slaying Technique.
She sheathed her sword and meditated, only then realizing that she hadn't seen Feng Yu for half a month.
I suddenly miss him.
The sword formation had a wide killing range, and Feng Yu practically lived at the bottom of the cliff.
Longquan Cliff was bottomless, and it took Shen Yao a full hour to fly from the top of the cliff to the bottom.
The main issue is that the strong winds are too intense, affecting the descent speed.
As Shen Yao descended, she couldn't help but marvel at how the strongest force in the world truly was the power of nature.
Even though she was an immortal ancestor with abilities far surpassing those of ordinary cultivators, she still had to submit to nature.
I don't know if God can transcend nature; I'll ask my father when I get back.
Feng Yu always went back to the top of the cliff to see her; this was the first time she had come down.
The river was rushing at the bottom of the cliff. She searched around the bottom of the cliff and finally found the Song'ao Beast House that was moored on the shore.
Having grown accustomed to the beautiful flower rafts, Shen Yao felt even more terrified upon seeing the enormous dragon head.
It turned out that her husband preferred the terrifying-looking Song'ao.
After finishing her sword formation practice today, Feng Yu has been studying spiritual treasures in her room.
Feng Yu knew as soon as Shen Yao approached the Song'ao Beast House.
He put down his tools and ran out to greet her, embracing her tightly: "My wife, why are you here? Why didn't you send a message?"
Shen Yao always liked to act coquettishly in front of him.
She hugged his waist back, nuzzled her head against his shoulder, and said in an incredibly sweet voice, "I missed you."
Feng Yu falls for this.
The worried expression instantly turned into a happy one.
Shen Yao only needed to say "I miss you" to warm his heart.
They're easy to coax.
Pulling his wife into the house, Feng Yu inquired about her progress in cultivation: "How's your swordsmanship coming along?"
Shen Yao was a little proud: "I've mastered the first move today. I'll start practicing the second move tomorrow."
Feng Yu: "What is the second move?"
Shen Yao: "A single stroke of the sword startles the general."
Once inside, she sat on the soft chair next to Feng Yu's lap and cuddled him affectionately.
A string of bronze wind chimes hangs from the eaves. When the wind blows, the chimes sway, producing a crisp and melodious sound that is very pleasant to hear.
"I have to go back and practice the Soul Condensation Technique tonight," Shen Yao said, leaning on his shoulder, her voice filled with reluctance.
Feng Yu was even more reluctant than her: "Stay tonight, don't practice."
She lightly punched him with her small fist: "Don't try to ruin my Dao heart."
Feng Yu chuckled, his hand sliding restlessly towards her waist: "What kind of cultivation have you been doing, my wife, since we last met?"
Even an old married couple can't hide their wicked thoughts from each other.
Soft arms wrapped around his neck, Shen Yao's eyes narrowed slightly, and she revealed a mischievous smile: "I cultivate... the Path of Jackals and Tigers!"
Since the appearance of the stone gate, they have been focused on their cultivation and haven't been intimate for several months.
Like rain after a long drought, the afternoon passed in the blink of an eye.
With tenderness in his phoenix eyes, Feng Yu carefully traced her face: "Yanzhou, your appearance seems to have changed somewhat."
"Really?" Shen Yao released her spiritual sense to observe: "I haven't noticed, there's no change."
She looks in the mirror every day after her medicinal bath, and there's no sign of any change in her appearance.
Feng Yu affirmed seriously, "It's changed."
He touched her eyebrows with his fingertips: "Here, the arch is a bit too high."
He slid his fingertip to the outer corner of her eye: "The outer corner of her eye seems to be upturned a bit."
"Your eyes have become sharper."
He pinched her chin: "Your lip isn't as round anymore, and your chin has grown a bit longer."
Has she changed that much? Shen Yao really didn't think so: "Did she become prettier or uglier?"
Feng Yu has learned his lesson; he won't fall into these kinds of traps.
He smiled gently and kissed her on the lips: "You look good no matter what."
A light rain began to fall outside, gradually increasing in volume as it turned into a moderate rain.
Before dusk, it was already dark.
The wind chimes jingled incessantly, and a cold wind, carrying rain, drifted into the house, bringing a chill.
The rain was falling just right; she didn't want to leave, and neither did he.
She cast a silencing spell to quiet the wind chimes, then closed the doors and windows and wiped away the water droplets from the windowsill.
It would be best if this rain continued all night without stopping.
Not a single day can be wasted in my cultivation progress. Even if I don't go back, I still have to practice the Divine Soul Condensation Technique.
Since the Song'ao Beast House did not have a Soul-Gathering Array, the cultivation effect was not as good as usual, so Shen Yao cultivated for two more hours.
Because of the allure of beautiful women around her, she unexpectedly discovered that practicing the Divine Mind Cleansing Technique and the Divine Soul Condensing Technique together yielded twice the results with half the effort.
When the mind is free of distractions, the soul's power becomes purer.
Great, we've found another shortcut.
The rain turned into a downpour in the middle of the night, and as the immortals wished, the downpour continued all night.
The torrential rain continued unabated.
The river roared, the seawater surged back, and the tide rose at the bottom of Longquan Cliff, only slowly receding at dawn.
The air was exceptionally fresh on a clear morning after the rain.
The lovebirds were still reluctant to leave each other's tender embrace.
With lingering affection, Shen Yao had to return to practice her swordsmanship.
"A temporary separation is for a better reunion in the future."
She wrapped her arms around Feng Yu's waist, drawing a large, round cake.
Feng Yu only wanted to be together day and night from this moment on, and never be separated.
But there are too many realities to face, and he has to accept the promises his wife makes.
"I'll take you back."
He took Shen Yao's hand and led her outside.
The door to the animal shed opened automatically, and the two of them slowly and hesitantly walked out.
The mountains were fresh after the rain, and the floor was still damp.
A reddish-green fruit arced through the air and landed on Feng Yu's robes...