This Child is Amazing

Xue Yingdong hurried back to process the transfer.
If she didn’t act fast, Lu Yunling wouldn’t be able to participate in the new disciple trial.

Only after Gong Ning checked the System and carefully reviewed the Azure Cloud Sword Flight Formula did she understand why the Hut Master, even in letting her go, insisted she cultivate this technique.

She possessed an extremely rare Wind Meridian.

Not a pure wind-element spiritual root, but a congenital spirit body embodying the four true essences of wind: lightness, swiftness, penetration, and change.

Equally rare was her bone structure—System analysis revealed Void-Clarity Sword Bones.
Scientifically, it meant her density far exceeded normal humans, yet she was as light as a feather.

For a moment, Gong Ning questioned whether Lu Yunling was even the same species.

Disciple Name: Lu Yunling
Talents: Wind Meridian, Void-Clarity Sword Bones, Spiritual Resonance.
Cultivation: Qi Refining Layer Three
Mastered Techniques: Mystic Edge Hundred Resolutions, Sword Art Compendium, Flowing Shadow Step, Lock Spirit Formula, Return Wind Guard Heart Formula, Azure Cloud Sword Flight Formula…
Personality: Decisive, resilient, intelligent, calm, unwavering. Stubborn, aloof, protective, prideful of talent.
Moral Standing: Exceptional
System Evaluation: No one is perfect. Flaws exist, but are negligible. A model human.
System Recommendation: Requires minimal guidance. Will inevitably become a ruler of her domain. Host, do not misguide this disciple.

This was an absurdly perfect profile—Gong Ning nearly choked on her own breath.

She had spent a century scavenging others’ opportunities, only recently gaining her own ice spiritual root.

And here was someone under twenty, built like a walking treasure chest.

Especially her techniques—Gong Ning’s head spun.

No way someone her age should’ve mastered so many.

Still… Gong Ning couldn’t help but wonder—why did she know Mystic Edge Hundred Resolutions and Sword Art Compendium, but not the Sword-Steering Hut’s Flying Immortal Sword Canon?

“I have nothing to teach you.”

Gong Ning said bluntly to Lu Yunling.
“You already know so much.
You don’t need a master—just your own enlightenment.
Besides, I’ve never cultivated the Azure Cloud Sword Flight Formula.
Coming from the Sword-Steering Hut to me… isn’t the best choice.”

She wasn’t being humble.

She genuinely believed Lu Yunling had made the wrong decision.

But Lu Yunling disagreed.

To her, those techniques were taught by her Master, hand in hand, move by move.
Even now, recalling them felt like yesterday.

“You are the best Master in the world.”

The words stunned Gong Ning—eyes wide.

“Disciple would never gamble with my future.
You are my only choice.
And I ask you not to undervalue yourself.”

Hmm. This girl’s words were oddly pleasant—no clinginess like Lingling, just soothing to hear.

“I understand…”

At that moment, Jiang Yuyao finally returned.

Seeing her, Gong Ning’s eyes lit up.
“Yu’ao, is Lingling safe?”

“I escorted her myself.
Don’t worry.
The Yuqing Sect elder and I made private arrangements.
Lingling won’t suffer there.”

Jiang Yuyao replied, then turned her gaze to Lu Yunling.

“This child…”

“The one I told you about.
She’s now my disciple.”

“Oh.”

Jiang Yuyao studied her carefully.

For some reason, there was a strange familiarity in this girl’s eyes—no reverence, but rather… a sovereign’s aura?

At her age, yet radiating such dominance?

And Jiang Yuyao sensed something else—something odd.
This feeling… Tao Lingling had it too.

Interesting.

“So she’s your direct disciple?”

“Yes.”

Jiang Yuyao sat in the pavilion, poured a cup of tea, preparing to observe this Lu Yunling closely.

Geniuses weren’t rare.

But geniuses like this? Few.

And to seek out Gong Ning as her Master…
As if she knew who the best teacher in the world truly was.

Long ago, when she and Gong Ning were senior-junior disciples, Gong Ning had already offered unexpected insights.

Many elders at her cultivation level couldn’t see what Gong Ning could.

Her suggestions weren’t always the best—but always the most suitable.

Gong Ning now had ideas too—she sensed what Lu Yunling lacked.
But she needed to see it firsthand.

Gong Ning pulled a sword from her System space and said to Lu Yunling:
“Since you’ve chosen me as Master, I must test your foundation.
The courtyard is large enough.
Let’s exchange a few moves?
Don’t hold back—use your Azure Cloud Sword Flight Formula.”

“Yes, Master.”

Lu Yunling nodded, unsheathing her green-steel sword.
The scabbard tapped the ground with a crisp ding.
Her Wind Meridian activated—her clothes lifted slightly in an invisible breeze.
She stepped forward—her body drifting like a cloud.

The Flowing Cloud Step, the opening move of the Azure Cloud Sword Flight Formula.
The blade carved a pale green arc in the sunlight, aiming for Gong Ning’s shoulder.

Gong Ning didn’t dodge.

Only when the tip was less than three inches away did she move.

Her wrist turned gently.

Index and middle fingers lightly touched the blade’s spine.

Her motion was slow—yet perfectly timed, landing in the gap between sword movements.
A subtle spiritual force pushed along the wind current on the blade.

“—Weng—”

The green-steel sword trembled violently.

Lu Yunling felt a soft yet irresistible force travel up her arm—her smooth sword technique faltering for half a beat.

If she used all her techniques, she wouldn’t be weaker than her Master.

But in understanding of technique and formula, her Master always saw one step ahead.

As the sword shifted, Gong Ning’s fingers followed like a shadow—lightly tapping her neck, precisely disrupting the flow of her spiritual energy.

“I’ve found the issue.”

Even Jiang Yuyao raised an eyebrow.

In her eyes, Lu Yunling had shown no flaw—Gong Ning simply had no restrictions, so she won easily.

Lu Yunling clasped her hands.
“Please, Master, instruct me.”

“Your sword is too solid.
For ordinary cultivators, this is fine.
But I reviewed the Azure Cloud Sword Flight Formula—its core is Sword and Flight as One.”

Gong Ning stepped forward, placing her hand on Lu Yunling’s lower abdomen.

“Feel it.
Your Wind Meridian heats up when active, right?
Ordinary cultivators actively guide heavenly energy.
They must sense the world to cultivate.
But you’re different.
You’re a being favored by the heavens.”

A cool flow seeped into Lu Yunling’s dantian.

“It’s not about using the technique—
it’s about letting the technique follow you.
That is—flight before the sword.”

Her spiritual energy flowed through Lu Yunling’s body, guiding her to find that state.

Jiang Yuyao raised an eyebrow.

Only when Lu Yunling’s face flushed red did Gong Ning realize.

Last night, after dual cultivation with Jiang Yuyao, she’d found this method incredibly effective—guiding others’ energy was faster than self-exploration.

But she’d overlooked one thing.

Controlling spiritual energy within another’s body—wandering freely—could trigger certain sensations.

A newly accepted disciple.
One who had come of her own will, with unwavering determination.

And she almost made her think she was… weird right from the start…