The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 1403

Chapter 1403: 683 Princess Returns! (Two Updates)

Dusk enveloped everything, and a swathe of sunset clouds stretched across the sky and rivers.

In an old temple, a monk, a young man, and a little snake sat facing each other in a standoff.

The little snake attempted to escape several times but was caught by the young man each time. The young man flung the snake about until it was dizzy, and at last, the snake no longer ran, coiling obediently in place.

"Sigh," the monk exhaled, "It’s not that I don’t want to teach you, but those few moves are simply beyond you. Even if you learned them, you’d only get the form, not the power."

"You haven’t even taught me and you already know I can’t learn?"

"Do you have inner strength?"

"No."

"Can you perform lightness skills?"

"No."

"There you have it. That set of fist techniques can only exhibit its power when wielded by someone with deep inner strength."

Gu Jiao picked up the little snake.

The monk’s expression changed and he reached out his hand, "Hold on! I haven’t finished speaking!"

Gu Jiao’s movement paused, and the little snake, hanging upside down in mid-air, obligingly stuck out its harmless forked tongue.

Gathering his thoughts, the monk glanced at the Red-Tasseled Spear next to the straw mat and said, "Your weapon is a spear, I’ll teach you a set of spear techniques."

Hmm, the monk knew spear techniques as well.

The spear techniques Gu Jiao currently employed were taught by Old Marquis Hou, which amounted to just a few moves. As for fatal moves, she had only one.

It was chosen for her based on her condition at the time. In fact, as her strength recovered, that spear move really wasn’t sufficient anymore.

Standing up, the monk walked over to pick up the Red-Tasseled Spear leaning against the wall, then stepped outside into the open space of the temple grounds, "Watch closely." _{fгee𝑤ebɳoveɭ.cøm}

With the spear touching the ground, his gaze grew sharp and his breath suddenly shifted, as if invisible blades of wind were rampant, sweeping carelessly through this realm.

Gu Jiao distinctly felt the monk’s aura change. Indeed, upon reflection, this monk was quite a changeable figure.

From him, she couldn’t sense a trace that he knew any martial arts, which is why it hadn’t seemed strange when he first fell into a trap.

But the terrifying power he unleashed while killing the Heavenly Wolf made him seem like a completely different person.

Truthfully, if Gu Jiao were to describe him, she would struggle to find the right words.