Large beads of sweat covered the pale forehead of the woman, and a chill seemed to spread from her dantian outward to her limbs and bones, restraining all her strength.
Ran Qingchen was shocked.
Had she been poisoned by accident, or was it some secret technique the other had used?
"It was the swordsmanship I taught you."
Shang Zhiyu slowly walked up to Ran Qingchen.
She crouched down, gently brushed away a strand of hair from the other's face, and said softly:
"From the moment you held the sword, the swordsmanship I taught you has been a poison. The higher your swordsmanship, the deeper the poison spreads. You can choose when you want to die..."
This was a very clever way of "poisoning."
Each swordsman has their own unique Sword Dao; human bodies differ in their elemental biases of Yin and Yang, dictating what swordsmanship one should or should not practice, according to certain standards.
The five elements follow the Tao; the five viscera hide the secrets of the universe.
