Chapter 13: Killing Intent

"Yao'er seems to have thinned out a bit." Su Aotian frowned, looking closely; she really had lost some weight.

Su Jingyao felt a sense of joy in her heart. At the very least, in less than a day, the weight loss was already visible. This went to show just how miraculous this glazed bead truly was!

"I haven't thinned out, I'm the same as I always was," Su Jingyao replied with a smile.

Hearing this, Su Aotian and Su Jingyan didn't pay it much mind.

"Sister, would you accompany Jingyan in sword practice?" Su Jingyan looked at his sister, his eyes filled with a hint of anticipation.

"Alright," Su Jingyao answered without the slightest hesitation.

Upon hearing Su Jingyao agree, Su Aotian couldn't help but feel a headache coming on. He pressed his temples; his daughter had absolutely no heart for sword practice. In the past, when Su Jingyan asked her to practice with him, the two of them would just mess around, with no intention of actually training. Furthermore, Su Aotian knew that Su Jingyao disliked sword practice, which was why he felt a bit troubled.

"Yao'er, don't mess around. Just watch from the side."

"Father, I genuinely want to practice swordplay." Su Jingyao looked at Su Aotian earnestly. That serious expression made it impossible for Su Aotian to refuse.

"You genuinely want to learn?" Su Aotian frowned, his expression turning very stern.

Beside them, Su Jingyan grew a bit anxious. He knew his sister had no interest in such fighting and killing; she was purely playing along with him. How could she be genuinely wanting to learn?

He saw Su Jingyao nod firmly.

"Very well, then I shall teach you. Starting today, you will be like Yan'er; come to practice swordplay every day after finishing breakfast at the hour of the Dragon," Su Aotian said immediately.

Su Jingyao nodded. Before she could even react, Su Aotian tossed a wooden sword into her arms, which she caught steadily.

The wooden sword weighed about three or four jin; it wasn't very heavy and was a trivial matter for Su Jingyao. After all, with her current physique, even wielding a real sword wouldn't necessarily be difficult. Su Aotian only had her use a wooden sword because he was worried about her getting hurt.

When Su Jingyan saw his sister holding a wooden sword while he was still using a tree branch, he felt a bit displeased. He was a dignified young man, after all, so he said, "Father."

"What is it?" Su Aotian looked at Su Jingyan.

Su Jingyan's face flushed red. "I also wish to practice with a wooden sword. I feel this branch is no longer suitable for me." After saying this, Su Jingyan tossed the branch behind him.

Su Aotian looked at Su Jingyan for a long while without speaking, then nodded and called for someone to bring over a wooden sword.

Once the wooden sword was in his hand, Su Jingyan was very excited.

"Practice quickly. Once you are finished, go and rest," Su Aotian said, standing before them.

He demonstrated move by move. Since Su Jingyao had seen this countless times, it was easy for her to understand. With the soul of a nearly thirty-year-old, her comprehension was extremely strong. Basically, after Su Aotian explained and demonstrated once, Su Jingyao had learned it all, though she lacked the proficiency Su Aotian possessed, as well as the killing intent that radiated from him when he held a sword.

Killing intent was not something everyone could possess; only those who had truly been on the battlefield and taken lives would exude such an aura when holding a sword.

As a general on the battlefield, Su Aotian’s killing intent was far from insignificant.

Compared to her past life, it was even more intense.

Killing intent was a method to intimidate the enemy. Some weaker foes would be terrified to the point of trembling or even surrendering just from that aura alone!

Su Jingyao gripped the wooden sword tightly, her expression very serious, and performed the move again according to Su Aotian's demonstration.

Su Aotian looked at Su Jingyao with some surprise, for Su Jingyao was exuding a faint trace of killing intent. Although it wasn't strong, Su Aotian was a man of his stature and noticed it at a glance. Feeling it was strange, he immediately called out, "Yao'er!"

Su Jingyao snapped back to reality instantly. She had been too focused just now and had exposed some of the killing intent from her past life, causing Su Aotian to grow suspicious.

"Father." Su Jingyao returned to her usual demeanor. Seeing her like this, Su Aotian felt nothing was amiss and stopped worrying about it.