Daoist Yin-Yang Manual (48)

Seo Ryeo-hwa's attitude changed completely after we became master and disciple.

Instead of the Iron Mountain Qigong I'd learned before, I began learning the Moonlit Heavenly Sword Dance, using the newly learned Moonlit Night Clear Light Heart Method as its foundation.

But contrary to what I had expected, the process was grueling.

"No, this is even better. A phantom is the perfect sparring partner. You can learn what you're lacking through actual combat, so don't think about resting—keep moving.“

From the moment we became master and disciple, she stopped showing me her gentle side. She began teaching me with cold severity.

"Hah… hah….“

As I lay on the floor catching my breath, Seo Ryeo-hwa looked down at me with a stern expression.

"Get up. Are you giving up over something so trivial?“

Her voice was cold and firm. The Seo Ryeo-hwa before me was nothing like her usual gentle self.

I forced my hands against the floor and slowly got back up. Sweat soaked my whole body, leaving me unpleasantly drenched, but her instruction didn't let up...