Meng Fan began to observe Yang Xiaohua’s sword technique.

A few seconds later, he had a grasp on it.

He had seen this sword technique practiced by others in the Training Hall before.

Meng Fan said to Liu Yanping, “Is this the Cloud Mist Thirteen Swords? I do have some knowledge of it.”

Some knowledge?

Hearing these words, Liu Yanping breathed a sigh of relief.

Because Meng Fan had previously claimed to only have some knowledge of the Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword, yet he was extremely proficient in it.

So she knew very well that Meng Fan’s “some knowledge” equated to great proficiency.

Liu Yanping quickly said to Meng Fan, “Junior Disciple Meng, if you can tell me the flaws in Yang Xiaohua’s sword technique so I can defeat her, I’ll give you ten Spirit Stones as a reward!”

She knew Meng Fan was interested in Spirit Stones, so she took the initiative to offer this reward.

“That won’t do!” Meng Fan shook his head.

Liu Yanping hurriedly said, “Don’t worry, this won’t affect the Clan Disciple Competition rules. You just need to give me a few pointers, it’s all fair and square, not cheating, so you don’t need to worry about breaking any rules.”

She thought Meng Fan had concerns, so she wanted to dispel them.

Indeed, having Meng Fan give her advice on sword techniques was perfectly legitimate and had nothing to do with breaking the rules.

An Inner Sect Disciple, at the ninth level of Qi Refining, just one step away from entering the True Martial Realm.

Yet she thought it perfectly legitimate for a disciple at the second level of Qi Refining to give her advice.

This Liu Yanping really had no shame!

Meng Fan shook his head, his face serious, “It’s not about whether it’s against the rules or not.”

“What’s the problem then?” Liu Yanping asked urgently.

Meng Fan replied, “The price needs to be higher!!!”

Hearing Meng Fan’s words, Liu Yanping couldn’t help but roll her eyes.

If money could solve the problem, was it really a problem?

This rascal really underestimated her, the number one rich woman of the Inner Sect.

Liu Yanping said grumpily, “If you can help me defeat Yang Xiaohua, I’ll double it, twenty Spirit Stones!”

Meng Fan shook his head, “Thirty!”

“Are you robbing me?”

“Yang Xiaohua is much more formidable than Ye Feng, she’s worth the price! Besides, if she finds out later that it was me who advised you, she might hold a grudge against me. I’m taking a risk here, thirty Spirit Stones is not too much.”

Meng Fan haggled as if it were a matter of course, his face earnest.

After some thought, Liu Yanping felt Meng Fan made a lot of sense.

Mainly because she really didn’t care about thirty Spirit Stones; to her, there wasn’t much difference between thirty and three.

If it were three hundred, she might feel a pinch.

So she nodded and said, “Fine, if you can help me defeat Yang Xiaohua, I’ll give you thirty Spirit Stones.”

Hearing Liu Yanping’s words, Meng Fan perked up and watched Yang Xiaohua’s sword technique seriously.

Although he had seen the Cloud Mist Thirteen Swords practiced in the Training Hall before, that person’s technique was clearly not as good as Yang Xiaohua’s.

And since everyone’s sword technique has their own habits and modifications, Meng Fan needed to study Yang Xiaohua’s technique first.

Moments later, the male disciple facing Yang Xiaohua was unable to hold on and was defeated.

Yang Xiaohua sheathed her sword and stepped down from the arena.

“How is it, Yang Xiaohua’s next opponent is me, have you found any flaws in her sword technique?” Liu Yanping asked hurriedly.

“When is the next match starting?” Meng Fan asked.

“In less than half an incense stick’s time,” Liu Yanping replied.

“There’s enough time, follow me.”

Meng Fan led Yang Xiaohua to a secluded spot.

“Watch closely, listen carefully, I’ll only say it once. Remember my words, and you should be able to defeat Yang Xiaohua.”

With that, Meng Fan drew the Hong Qi Sword.

Liu Yanping gave Meng Fan a surprised look; the last time she saw him, this kid didn’t have a sword, and now he already had his own saber.

The Hong Qi Sword obeyed Meng Fan’s command, striving to hide the aura of a Spiritual Sword, so ordinary people couldn’t tell it was a Spiritual Sword and thought it was just an ordinary Sword Weapon.

Meng Fan thrust out his sword, explaining to Liu Yanping as he did:

“The sixth move of the Cloud Mist Thirteen Swords has an obvious drawback, and because Yang Xiaohua is rather petite, it magnifies this drawback many times over.”

“You just need to execute the second move of the Emerald Sea Tide Rises Sword when she uses the sixth move, then quickly dodge to the right, and with a counter-thrust, there’s a ninety percent chance you can place your sword at her throat!”

“This is the best strategy I’ve found for you to win, with a success rate of ninety percent. As long as you don’t make a mistake, you can definitely win!”

“Your ranking is only one below hers, so the difference in strength shouldn’t be too great. It shouldn’t be difficult to hold out until her sixth move, right?”

After hearing Meng Fan’s words, Liu Yanping said proudly, “Not just not difficult, it’s a piece of cake. With my strength, I can easily last until the thirteenth move. Although she has won against me before, it was only by a narrow margin!”

“Don’t boast too much; all talk and no practice can lead to a mishap. Now, I’ll play Yang Xiaohua and use the sixth move of the Cloud Mist Thirteen Swords, and you give it a try!”

To ensure he could get those thirty Spirit Stones, Meng Fan spared no effort.

While practicing with Liu Yanping, he even deliberately crouched down to match her height.

He couldn’t help it; he was too tall, and Yang Xiaohua was too short.

To provide Liu Yanping with the perfect service, he had to make do.

Moments later, satisfaction appeared on Meng Fan’s face.

As for Liu Yanping, she was even more pleased, her smile impossible to hide, brimming with pride.

She felt that the match against Yang Xiaohua was as good as won.

“You, although your realm is lower, your understanding of sword techniques is truly impressive!” Liu Yanping couldn’t help but praise Meng Fan.

Speaking of realms, she realized that Meng Fan had already reached the second level of Qi Refining.

“Not bad, just the other day you were at the first level of Qi Refining, and now you’ve reached the second level,” Liu Yanping said, somewhat surprised.

Meng Fan smiled and said, “I have to thank Senior Sister Liu for that. Without the Spirit Stones you gave me before, it would have been difficult to break through.”

Liu Yanping patted Meng Fan’s shoulder, her face full of pride, “You’re right, following me, you’ll be well-fed and reach the True Martial Realm sooner.”

“Then thank you, Senior Sister,” Meng Fan said with a smile, his respect for this “ATM” was quite genuine.

After speaking, Liu Yanping hurried back to the square; her next match against Yang Xiaohua was about to begin.

Meng Fan didn’t watch the other matches; he was definitely going to watch Liu Yanping’s match against Yang Xiaohua.

And he was very much hoping for Liu Yanping to win, as if he had already placed a bet.

As long as Liu Yanping won the match, he would win thirty Spirit Stones!

As it turned out, Liu Yanping didn’t disappoint Meng Fan.

With the strategy Meng Fan had pointed out, she successfully defeated Yang Xiaohua, and it was a crushing victory.

The moment Yang Xiaohua executed the sixth move of the Cloud Mist Thirteen Swords, she was immediately KO’d by Liu Yanping.

Liu Yanping laughed heartily, her face full of excitement and pride.

A smile also appeared on Meng Fan’s face, the thirty Spirit Stones were his.

He knew Liu Yanping well enough to be sure that this young lady wouldn’t default on the debt!

After stepping down from the arena, Meng Fan said with a grin, “Congratulations, Senior Sister Liu, your wish has finally come true.”

That smile was so mercenary, transparent at a glance.

Liu Yanping rolled her eyes and took out thirty Spirit Stones, handing them to Meng Fan.

Meng Fan didn’t see where Liu Yanping had taken the Spirit Stones from, which made him even more certain that Senior Sister Liu had a storage treasure.

Such a thing was truly expensive.

Even the smallest capacity, even if only one cubic meter, started at a price of thousands of Spirit Stones.

Meng Fan couldn’t help but feel envious!

But some things, like being born into a good family, can’t be envied.

Meng Fan carefully put away the thirty Spirit Stones, clutching such a fortune, he felt a bit cautious around everyone.

“Show some spirit!” Liu Yanping looked at Meng Fan and couldn’t help but roll her eyes again.

Meng Fan could only chuckle in response.

Liu Yanping’s eyes flickered as she continued, “My next opponent is Li Changqing, this guy is a True Martial Realm cultivator, much stronger than me. Go take a look at his sword technique for any flaws.”

Meng Fan smiled wryly, “An opponent in the True Martial Realm? Senior Sister, you haven’t even entered the True Martial Realm, don’t be too greedy.”

Liu Yanping said dissatisfied, “So what if it’s the True Martial Realm? I’m already half a step into the True Martial Realm, and Li Changqing is just at the first level. If I can crush him in sword technique, I still have a chance!”

Meng Fan shook his head; the gap was too big.

If he were Liu Yanping, he might have a chance.

But for Liu Yanping to fight Li Changqing, relying on a few last-minute pointers to win was too difficult.

“Don’t be so down, just take a look at Li Changqing’s sword technique and give it a try. What if you win? Even if you lose, I’ll give you ten Spirit Stones for your help, okay?”

Since she had said so much, Meng Fan naturally wouldn’t refuse.

How could he possibly turn down Spirit Stones?

“Alright then!” Meng Fan said casually.

Then, he was taken by Liu Yanping to watch Li Changqing’s match.

Li Changqing had two more matches before it was Liu Yanping’s turn, so Meng Fan had plenty of time to observe Li Changqing’s sword technique.

And the sword technique Li Changqing practiced was one Meng Fan hadn’t seen before in the Training Hall, a completely new technique.

This piqued Meng Fan’s interest!

“What’s the name of the sword technique Li Changqing is practicing?” Meng Fan asked Liu Yanping.

“Surging Waves Sword Technique, it’s a technique created by Elder Li himself and hasn’t spread much within the Shu Mountain Sword Sect. Very few disciples practice it,” Liu Yanping explained.

It seemed Meng Fan hadn’t practiced this technique, which made her feel a bit helpless.

But that was normal. If Meng Fan had practiced even the Surging Waves Sword Technique, that would be too exaggerated!