Chapter 19: The Flying Sword She Wields, Your Superior Commands a Horse...

Yang Family Mansion, outside Yang Qingyuan’s room.

At this moment, Yang Qingyuan was reclining on a branch of a large tree outside his room, holding a book titled "Journey Among Mortals." He basked in the sunlight, thoroughly engrossed in its pages.

In his leisure moments apart from cultivation, Yang Qingyuan never confined himself to mere practice; he selectively read books chronicling the extraordinary tales and curiosities of the inner world.

For example, the very book in his hands was authored decades ago by Ji Xiake, the most renowned explorer and traveler of the Yiqi Dao Alliance.

Ji Xiake was once a disciple of the Ji family within the Yiqi Dao Alliance. Relying on the Ji family’s divine dual wings, he ventured deep into the core regions of the Four Great Demon Kingdoms, leaving footprints in nearly every corner of the realm.

For Ji Xiake, recording his observations and experiences into books was the sole meaning of his existence.

Yang Qingyuan held such a man in high esteem.

Those who plant trees in the past allow later generations to enjoy the shade.

Had Ji Xiake not risked his life for decades, exploring far and wide, how could those after him witness such magnificent works?

Yet, perhaps because the stories in "Journey Among Mortals" were too captivating, Yang Qingyuan failed to notice the scowling pair of eyes glaring at him from beside the stone table below.

Finally, Wang Quanzui could no longer contain herself.

“Hey, is the book any good?”

“Hm, quite good,” Yang Qingyuan replied calmly, nodding slightly.

Wang Quanzui gritted her teeth. This guy actually ignored her again—outrageous!

“Hypnosis!”

Anger surged, and Wang Quanzui immediately channeled her magic, casting her signature hypnosis technique on Yang Qingyuan.

But he seemed to completely disregard it, unmoved, continuing to peruse his book as if nothing had happened.

Sure enough, Wang Quanzui’s hypnosis didn’t even take effect before it was instantly absorbed by Yang Qingyuan’s magic.

“I’ve tried so many times already, and you still won’t give up?” Yang Qingyuan said without looking up.

“Why—why is this happening?!” Wang Quanzui withdrew her magic, stomping furiously. Her signature spell failing like this infuriated her!

“What method did you use? Why does my hypnosis have no effect on you at all?”

Over the past half month, since the first time she playfully tried hypnosis on Yang Qingyuan only to fail, Wang Quanzui had lost count of how many times she’d experimented on him.

She had learned hypnosis at age three; even if her big brother Wang Quan Baye had been hit by it, he would have been knocked out and asleep on the spot.

Yet Yang Qingyuan never dodged or flinched, treating her as if she were invisible!

“Method? None. I don’t even have the Heavenly Eye. What method could I possibly have?”

Yang Qingyuan closed his book and smiled faintly at Wang Quanzui below.

“Then how do you explain my hypnosis being ineffective on you?”

“That only means your skills aren’t up to par…”

“Tch…” Wang Quanzui curled her lips.

Hypnosis was essentially a spiritual illusion technique affecting the soul, quite similar to the Black Fox’s methods.

Yang Qingyuan’s "Eight-Nine Profound Art," focusing on the primordial spirit—the soul—had already reached its second transformation. It would be truly strange if such a basic hypnosis could affect him.

“So, why have you come to me again, Miss Wang Quanzui?”

As he spoke, Yang Qingyuan leapt down from the tree.

“To hang out with you.”

“Hang out? With me? I never step outside this gate. What’s there to do? If you want to have fun, why not go find your brother or Yang Yitan?”

“Do you think I haven’t tried? Since the last Blue Sky Convention, my brother spends every day practicing swordsmanship, and even Brother Yitan has vanished without a trace. After thinking it over, it seems like you’re the only one who can keep me company.”

“What about Li Quzhuo and Li Zizai? Aren’t you close to them?”

“They? One stays home all day crafting magical tools; the other is a total introvert. When they’re together, they never speak first. It’s so boring.”

Yang Qingyuan was speechless. It’s said girls mature early, and indeed, Wang Quanzui’s manner of speaking didn’t sound childish at all.

Still, despite being a little brat, she insisted on pretending to be all worldly and serious, which was oddly amusing.

“Hey, have you thought about what I told you before?”

“What did you say?”

“Joining us, of course! Don’t you want to someday see with your own eyes what we discover in the secret transmissions of the Dao Alliance?”

Yang Qingyuan smiled faintly; sure enough, this little girl hadn’t given up on recruiting him.

“You’re always forming cliques—does your brother know?”

“Who cares about him? Let him practice his sword at home all day. When we roam the world, fighting for justice and building great fame, returning home in glory, I wonder how he’ll react then!”

Hearing this, Yang Qingyuan’s lips curved into a helpless smile.

“Alright, alright, Lady Wang the Heroine, actually, I need to prepare for a secluded cultivation retreat soon. It’s terribly boring, so why don’t you head back home first?”

“You haven’t agreed yet!”

“Well, when you actually have a concrete plan, we can discuss it then, can’t we?”

With that, Yang Qingyuan turned and began walking indoors.

But before he was halfway there, Wang Quanzui’s voice called out again from behind.

“Don’t you want to know about your parents?”

At these words, Yang Qingyuan stopped instantly and glanced back at her with suspicion.

“You know about my parents?”

“Come with me somewhere, and I’ll tell you,” Wang Quanzui said with a mysterious smile.

“Where?”

“Just follow me.”

Without another word, she eagerly grabbed Yang Qingyuan’s sleeve and pulled him toward the main gate of the Yang family mansion.

After leaving, Wang Quanzui immediately mounted her flying sword and shot into the sky, heading beyond Dao City.

In fact, flying sword travel was forbidden above the city, but since Wang Quanzui was the treasured daughter of the Wang family, anyone with a bit of sense wouldn’t dare to stop her.

Because if they tried to intercept her and upset the young lady Wang, while her flying sword was swift, their superiors might just be left in the dust...