However, Smelting Ember's voice finally became excited: "Young man, the person who taught you how to use a sword is here. Under his tutelage, you never failed, but recently you suffered your first major setback in life. Your confidence in swordsmanship was shaken."

As if a devil's temptation, the voice of the Suìyáng was like a heavy hammer continuously destroying Yanqing's psychological defense line: "You are worried that the General is disappointed in you. You are worried that you cannot become the person the General wants you to be."

"Come on, show him the moves I taught you. He will definitely be very happy to see your progress. Tell him that you will use the next sword strike to win victory for the Immortal Boat!"

"Yanqing will not draw his sword to prove anything to me. I have confidence in him." Jing Yuan's tone was calm, "This confidence is not in his eventual victory... but in the belief that he will one day break free from the idea of winning and losing and realize the true reason for swinging his sword - whether for joy, for saving people, or for killing enemies..."

"This reason must be found by him alone; no one can teach him. Right now is the moment for him to take this step."

The General's words immediately cleared up Yanqing's eyes a lot: "General, I..."

"Breaking free from winning and losing?" Smelting Ember sneered disdainfully, "This is an excuse to comfort the dead and the losers! Think about your disastrous defeat at the Prayer Dragon Altar! Think about the feeling of hovering on the edge of death."

"If at that time, the Stellaron Hunters' sword had pierced your body, you wouldn't even have the chance to stand here and think about the meaning of winning and losing."

Smelting Ember almost roared in a commanding tone: "Right now is the moment for you to break through yourself and shatter all shackles. To your teacher - to the General who is trying to trap you... draw your sword!"

Yanqing walked up to Jing Yuan, and hesitated before speaking: "General... please allow me... to display my swordsmanship. I hereby challenge you..."

Jing Yuan did not respond, but just looked at him quietly, smiling gently.

Yanqing was stunned. He slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and opened them again as if he had made up his mind. He turned around and looked up at the sword formation, pointing his sword tip directly at the myriad sword lights also floating in Celestial Screen: "...Teacher Smelting Ember, I hereby challenge this sword formation, and I challenge you!"

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Teyvat, Inazuma.

As dusk gradually fell, the outline of the Tenshukaku appeared particularly solemn in the evening glow, but what was more striking was the great battle that was about to unfold in Celestial Screen.

"Phew... Fortunately, General Jing Yuan made a move."

In a teahouse, Thoma was kneeling to the side. Seeing the consistently calm and gentle smile on his face, Thoma also let out a long sigh of relief, his tense body finally relaxing after a long time.

"He is indeed a reassuring General," Ayaka murmured softly, looking at the rising steam from the teacup. "Although he possesses overwhelming power, he chooses the gentlest way to solve problems, and every time he manages to achieve the best outcome."

Thoma refilled her teacup with hot water, the sound of the water gurgling like a stream: "That's right, this General Jing Yuan reminds me of Lord Kamisato Ayato, both are the type who seem casual but are actually thoughtful and meticulous."

"My brother..." Ayaka's lips curved slightly. She unfolded her fan, half-covering her face: "Indeed, my brother and the General are both more adept at maneuvering with strategy, but General Jing Yuan's martial arts are also top-notch throughout the entire Immortal Boat."

"Indeed, that General is not blindly trusting Yanqing. He has absolute confidence in his own judgment and ability. Even if the worst situation occurs, he has the ability to control the situation, just like now—"

Before Thoma finished speaking, he saw faint flames beginning to drift out of the sword formation in Celestial Screen, eventually transforming into a body identical to Yanqing.

"Miss, they are about to fight!"

"Ah... Thoma! Camera...! Quick..." Ayaka was also rarely flustered. This time, she had planned to find a secluded place to record Yanqing's sword moves. The Kamisato Art of the Blade in Inazuma has been passed down for thousands of years without changing its moves. She and her brother also wanted to take this opportunity to improve it by borrowing foreign swordsmanship.

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"You've really let down my painstaking efforts, kid. Your achievements were limitless. Unfortunately, you have too many unnecessary thoughts."

The reason Smelting Ember appeared was also because during the possession, he had a complete understanding of Yanqing's moves. He was confident that he could give him a final lesson using Yanqing's appearance and moves.

Smelting Ember focused on ruthless swordplay, confident that the power of his sword moves far surpassed Yanqing's. However, under the General's guidance of 'concealing form and restraining intent', Yanqing fought against Smelting Ember with agile movements, and finally managed to narrowly defeat Smelting Ember by one move.

Being defeated by such a junior, Smelting Ember's Dao heart was also shattered, and he willingly allowed Huohuo to put him into her gourd.

Yanqing finally became completely clear-headed. Looking at the General, he scratched his head awkwardly: "General..."

Jing Yuan quickly interrupted: "I'm old, so do me a favor and don't say any more emotional words."

Things finally settled down. After saying goodbye to the master and disciple, the group continued to search for the next target. However, when the group was reviewing the situation, Huohuo began to doubt herself again. After all, without her tail, she was just an ordinary person in the Ten-Lords Commission, and she didn't know how long she could last.

During this time, she had been searching for clues about her tail, but after searching for so long, she still found nothing, and she couldn't help but feel anxious.

Sushang was also tired after a busy day, so everyone dispersed and went back to rest. But early the next morning, a message from Guinaifen instantly woke up the drowsy Stelle.

"This is bad! Huohuo is missing!"

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Is it Wrong to Try to Pick Up Girls in a Dungeon?

"Huh? Missing? Huohuo?" Hestia's eyes widened, "Is there still a Suìyáng possessing her?! Could it be... she has news of her tail?"

"Lord Hestia, it's not necessarily the tail," Bell said, resting his chin on his hand, thinking. "It's also possible that a Suìyáng noticed the sadness in Huohuo and wanted to feed on it, so it possessed her. After all, without her tail, Huohuo doesn't have a possessed Suìyáng, which would give other Suìyáng an opportunity..."

"Is there a possibility that the tail itself found Huohuo?" Hestia spread her hands. "Anyway, Suìyáng are immortal and indestructible. Mr. Tail definitely hasn't dissipated. Maybe he's rested enough and actively sought out Huohuo?"

"But he wouldn't even reply to a message, would he?" Bell lowered his head in thought. "I remember that messages can't be sent out in Suizhou Garden... Huohuo not replying to their messages means that she is either in a Suìyáng's illusion or in Suizhou Garden."