Clan Rise: Starting as a Grandfather

Chapter 218: Chapter 210: It’s been a long time since I’ve killed, this sword has become quite unfamiliar!

Inside the carriage, Yang Yunxue stared blankly at the arrowhead that was nearly before her eyes. Had Yu Qingyi not grabbed the arrow, it definitely would have struck her.

”Get down!”

Yu Qingyi pressed down on Yang Yunxue, who was still in a daze, and in the next instant, drew her sword and leapt out of the carriage.

”Mother, be careful!”

Yang Yunxue regained her senses and hurriedly shouted.

At this moment, more than a dozen figures clad in black were already rushing towards the convoy from the hillside.

In the blink of an eye, the two sides entered close-quarter combat.

Su Bai paid no attention to the others, and led two Postnatal Martial Artists, charging directly towards the carriage.

Just as they were a dozen steps away from the carriage, Yu Qingyi burst out from within.

”Where from are these thieves, daring to ambush this lady!”

Yu Qingyi held her sword in one hand, her bright eyes fixating on the three, including Su Bai, with excitement flickering within.

Naturally, she did not recognize Su Bai and the others, as for her excited mood.

As a Jianghu Martial Artist, she should have been wandering worldly society, but ever since she married into the Yang family, she became a domesticated woman.

For more than two years, she practiced her cultivation every day, but never truly fought.

Simply put, she was stifled, and now finally had the opportunity to fight again, so it was natural for her to feel some excitement.

Su Bai, seeing Yu Qingyi, felt something was amiss, but what exactly he couldn’t pinpoint while in the heat of the moment. He could only lead his companions in a rush towards Yu Qingyi.

The three wielded knives, coordinating with each other. In a flash, the blades shimmered, sweeping toward Yu Qingyi.

Yu Qingyi’s sword traced a circular pattern, her blade dancing like a rainbow, moving in rapid succession.

Clang clang clang.

In an instant, she parried away all the knives’ edges.

Feeling the force through his knife handle, Su Bai’s face changed.

”Not a Postnatal Sixth Layer!”

A layer difference shouldn’t have made him feel so powerless.

But now he couldn’t even hold onto his knife; the overpowering force made the knife fly out of his hand in a flash.

”Hmph, mere scoundrels, courting death!”

Yu Qingyi’s sword danced, her figure nimble as a swallow as it flitted among the three.

Nourished by the Spiritual Spring Water, Yang Zhenshan went from being critically injured to a Postnatal Third Layer Martial Artist in two years, while Yu Qingyi had merely advanced one level of cultivation.

But the true benefit Yu Qingyi received wasn’t just in cultivation, but also in physical enhancement.

The Spiritual Spring Water didn’t specifically enhance cultivation; its effect was to strengthen the physique and elevate bodily potential; the increase in cultivation was merely a secondary effect.

While two years were not enough for Yu Qingyi’s physique to reach the terrifying degree of Yang Zhenshan, it had undergone substantial changes.

The most direct manifestation was her strength far surpassing Martial Artists of the same level.

Yu Qingyi naturally understood her own changes, but she didn’t suspect Yang Zhenshan had any special methods to enhance one’s physique. After all, in these two years, Yang Zhenshan had provided her with numerous Treasure Medicines.

Golden Blood Vine, moon star, ginseng of a hundred years – Yang Zhenshan did not withhold any Treasure Medicine discovered in the underground space, using them entirely on the members of the Yang family. His aim was to mask the existence of the Spiritual Spring Water.

Amid the fleeting sword light, fresh red blood droplets sprayed out amongst shattered snowflakes.

Yu Qingyi leaped out several meters and suddenly stopped, her sword pointing downward, dripping blood onto the fallen snow, instantly melting a vivid flower from the snow.

She turned her head to look at Su Bai, her bright eyes carrying a hint of doubt and dissatisfaction.

Of the three, only Su Bai himself had avoided her sword edge.

”It’s been too long since I’ve killed, this sword has grown somewhat rusty!”

Yu Qingyi was very dissatisfied that Su Bai had dodged her sword edge.

It had been more than two years since her last true fight, and though she practiced her Swordsmanship routinely, there was a difference between practice and combat.

Su Bai trembled.

He was wrong!