After Song Qingshu and the others left Suzhou City.
They rode in a luxurious carriage and headed toward the capital.
The front room of the carriage was where the coachman sat.
Xu Fengnian was holding a blade of grass that he had pulled from the roadside.
He propped his head with his left hand and looked depressed.
Old Huang, who was driving the car, said with a smile.
"Prince, I told you we should have gotten two carriages just now.”
Xu Fengnian's expression became even more depressed. He waved his hand, signaling Old Huang to stop talking.
...
Time returned to 15 minutes ago.
Song Qingshu and his group of four walked out of the Wan Residence.
Xu Fengnian suggested buying a carriage to the capital.
Thus, everyone came to the horse market.
Old Huang had originally suggested buying two carriages, saying that it would be more spacious.
However, Xu Fengnian felt that it would be inconvenient for them to talk along the way.
Thus, he waved his hand and bought a rather luxurious carriage.
Originally, only Old Yellow was sitting in the front room of the carriage.
Xu Fengnian, Song Qingshu, and Shi Feixuan were in the carriage.?
But soon, Xu Fengnian felt awkward.
This leftover woman from the Compassionate Boathouse was obviously moved by her second brother.
Everyone could see the tenderness in his eyes.
Therefore, Xu Fengnian gradually felt that he was redundant in the car.
He had no choice but to leave behind a rather heroic sentence.
"Second brother, big brother will drive the carriage for you, so you can sleep with a beauty!”
After saying that, Xu Fengnian ignored Song Qingshu's urging to stay. He got out of the carriage and sat down next to Old Huang.
Song Qingshu was helpless.
He was already a little embarrassed to let Old Huang drive.
After all, he was a Heaven Tier elite.
However, he knew that Old Huang did not want to reveal his cultivation level at the moment. He had always regarded himself as Xu Fengnian's old servant, so he did not say anything.
However, his elder brother, the Prince of Beiliang, was also sitting in the front room and driving for him.
Song Qingshu had originally wanted to head to the front room to chat with the two of them.
However, only two people could sit in the front room.
Therefore, Song Qingshu had no choice but to return to the carriage.
Inside the carriage.
Song Qingshu looked at Shi Feixuan and asked.?
"Miss Shi, how are your injuries recovering?”
? Shi Feixuan nodded and said warmly,"
" Thank you for your concern, young master. Feixuan has been recuperating for a few days, and her injuries have mostly recovered. She'll be fully recovered in a few more days.”
After that, Song Qingshu didn't know what else to say.
For a moment, the carriage fell silent.
Song Qingshu coughed dryly and sat cross-legged.
At the same time, he opened his virtual attribute panel to check.
Song Qingshu: Fourteen years old.
[Cultivation: Late Connate realm.]
[Martial arts: Wudang Sect's Nine Yang Skill Level 51;
Wudang Swordsmanship Level 45;
The Wudang Ladder has twenty layers of clouds.
Connate Supreme Stellar Energy Level 18;
The thirty-two forms of the Wudang Long Fist, the twenty-second level;
[Current Shock Value: 234357]
Looking at the shock value of more than 200,000, Song Qingshu nodded in satisfaction.
He could upgrade his martial arts again!
If only he could participate in the Sword Trial Assembly every day!
Upgrade what? Song Qingshu began to ponder.
Looking at the Clear Sable Sword beside him, Song Qingshu patted his head.
With the Divine Weapon Clear Sable in hand, it was naturally the most suitable to upgrade Wudang's swordsmanship.
Besides, the system had said that.
When a martial art reached the hundredth level, it would undergo a qualitative change!
Song Qingshu could not wait to know what Wudang's swordsmanship would look like after it reached the hundredth level.
If there was enough shock value.
Song Qingshu wished he could upgrade all the martial arts techniques that could be upgraded to the hundredth level.
He wondered how strong he would be at that time!
Song Qingshu cast aside his thoughts and communicated with the system.
"System, use up all your shock points to upgrade the Wudang Swordsmanship.”
Consumed 234000 Shock Points, Wudang Sword Technique leveled up to Level 56!
Originally, Song Qingshu had only used a little over 100,000 shock points to upgrade the Wudang Swordsmanship from Level 25 to Level 45.
However, this time, 200,000 shock points had only leveled up by 11 levels.
If he wanted to level up to the 100th floor, he did not know how much he would need to consume.
There was still a long way to go to obtain Shock Points!
Soon, Song Qingshu gained many insights into the Dao of the Sword, and he couldn't help but close his eyes.
A wave of sword intent was about to burst out from his body, but he forcefully suppressed it.
Xu Fengnian did not notice anything and stared ahead in boredom.
Old Huang's hand paused for a moment, then he looked into the carriage and sighed.
"Young Master Song is truly a genius! He actually made another breakthrough in the Dao of the Sword!"
Shi Feixuan was the closest to Song Qingshu.
Song Qingshu quickly suppressed the sword intent in his body.
But at that moment, Shi Feixuan still sensed it.?
Her beautiful eyes widened as she stared blankly at Song Qingshu.
"Young Master Song's sword intent seems to have strengthened again!”
"Why is he so powerful?"
In just a few days.
Song Qingshu had shattered Shi Feixuan's worldview countless times.?
It was an extremely difficult breakthrough in the eyes of ordinary people.
In front of Song Qingshu, it was as simple as drinking water or eating.
She was known as the once-in-a-century genius of Kind Boathouse.
In front of Song Qingshu, he looked like a dull mortal.
He had just opened his eyes.
Song Qingshu saw Shi Feixuan, who had already taken off her veil, looking at him in a daze.?
This expression appeared on the face of a peerless beauty.
Song Qingshu couldn't help but tease her.
"So cute."
When Shi Feixuan heard that, she felt ashamed, and she quickly lowered her head.?
For a moment, Xia Fei's cheeks
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