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Su Qingyue smiled and said:

The summer wind blew gently, and the sounds of people shouting could be heard from time to time. The sun was not hot, so it was warm on his face. It reflected the light on his face, and the hair on his face was shining golden under the sun.

He coated the youth with a layer of gentleness.

"Brushstroke Chen, when do you think I will reach the Queen Yuan stage?"

Pen Chen, who was napping, opened his eyes slightly. His voice had a strong nasal tone to it when he woke up. It lacked the usual arrogance and had an additional gentleness to it that belonged only to a teenager.

"With your latent talent, you should be able to reach your grandfather's level in three years!"

Three years …

Still too slow.

If someone were to hear these words, they would definitely laugh in disdain …

"Usually, a talented person would need at least five to six years to advance once. In three years, they might not even be able to touch the doorstep!"

Su Qingyue's expression did not change as she stared at Su Heng and Gui Shang, who were fighting not too far away.

When Gui Shang saw Su Heng charging straight towards him, he was momentarily flustered. This was because his sharp senses were able to tell that the cultivation level of the person approaching was not low.

A palm wind swept across Gui Shang's face, and a stream of bloody mist slowly dissipated.

"Youngster, pay attention to the right side …"

Su Heng whispered in Gui Shang's ears, but when Gui Shang was about to look for this senior's figure, he could not find him.

He looked at the two people watching the battle not far away …

Alright, Brush Dust has gone to sleep.

It was one of the spectators.

There wasn't any fluctuation in Su Qingyue's eyes. Her eyes were like a whirlpool, as if she wanted to suck the person in.

His big, dark, clear eyes were staring at him.

Gui Shang suddenly understood Su Qingyue's meaning.

Ye Zichen nodded towards Su Qingyue.

Su Qingyue smiled with satisfaction.

He knew his master was beautiful, but no one had ever looked at him seriously. Because his master was too serious, he didn't even dare to look at his master's face.

He suddenly felt that … This kind of master was pretty good.

Su Qianyue did not know that she was only smiling casually and had the brush dust slowly accept her.

Red lip gently opening

"Using the Southern Mountain's Secret Technique …"

When Gui Shang heard this, he was a little hesitant, but he only paused for a moment, and then used the Southern Mountain Secret Art.

Su Heng saw that this young man actually knew the Southern Mountain's Secret Art.

She was really surprised. As expected, Little Moon wasn't worried about this young man at all.

But it seems like I can't underestimate this young man …

Su Heng slightly tilted his body to make use of the momentum to launch his next attack.

Gui Shang's figure suddenly disappeared in front of him, but Su Heng wasn't worried. Although Gui Shang had used the Southern Mountain technique, it was still incomplete. Furthermore, Gui Shang's cultivation wasn't as high as Su Heng's.

As such, Su Heng was like a hanging ghost.

Another strike –

"Puff …"

Gui Shang tasted something sweet, and a taste of blood leaked out from the corner of his mouth.

"This junior thanks senior for his guidance."

Gui Shang endured the injuries on his body and slowly stood up.

Although the wound was shocking, Su Qingyue clearly knew that it did not hurt her muscles and bones.

Grandfather was indeed watching him make his move, otherwise, it was impossible for Gui Shang to make so many moves in the hands of Su Heng.

Su Heng shook his sleeves with a face full of sage power.

"No need. Your right hand is slightly slow, so much so that before you even make your move, the other person's attack is already right in front of you!"

Su Heng placed his hands behind his back.

Su Qingyue smiled helplessly.

"Grandfather, don't pretend to be noble."

Su Heng did not get angry even though his own granddaughter exposed him. He continued to look at Su Qingyue innocently.

"Little Moon is right, then Grandpa is not clear on his position, alright?" Can Little Moon call me grandpa again? "

A trace of helplessness appeared on Su Qingyue's beautiful face.

However, when he saw Su Heng act like a child, he couldn't help but laugh in his heart.

"Grandfather, let me introduce you. This is Pen Dust."

Su Qingyue didn't reply and said while holding onto the brush dust.

The instant Su Heng saw the eyes of the brush.

Eyes narrowed.

"Violet-Gold King …"

Su Heng's voice was so quiet that only he could hear him.

However, the person with the highest cultivation had clearly heard it.

He looked at Su Heng with a complicated gaze.

He did not speak.

This person …

Seeing the awkward atmosphere between the two, Su Qingyue thought that they might be rivals.

If he knew what Su Qingyue was thinking, he would reply with disdain.

"He's even a match for me? Your grandfather is not my match!"

"Grandfather, this is …"

"Junior Shangguan Fengli, senior can just call junior Ghost Shang …"

Gui Shang introduced himself first.

This was because Su Hengxu had heard of Su Hengxu's great name even back in the Nanyue Country. He didn't expect that he would be able to receive the guidance of Senior Su Heng today. He suddenly felt that he wasn't in a terrible situation!

At least he had earned it back!

Su Heng didn't immediately reply. Instead, he stared fixedly at the brush before turning to Gui Shang at the side with a slight raise of his eyebrows.

"Don't worry about this trivial matter. But, you have to listen to this old man practice the speed of your right hand. It's truly too slow!"

Gui Shang excitedly nodded.

"Yes, thank you for your guidance, senior!"

Qu Chen looked at Gui Shang with disdain, as if he was excited about something.

Wasn't it just a guidance from an Empress?

Back then, my master roamed the world and dominated the entire continent!

As he was thinking happily, his gaze suddenly fell on Su Qingyue, who was standing at the side.

While the latter was eating the melon seeds, although his appearance was indeed that of his master, he still could not believe that his master had become such a fool!

Forget it, I didn't think of anything just now!

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