Villainess Breaker: Raising Broken Beauties Against Destiny

Damian returned to the main courtyard of Selvara’s mountain peak, and just like he expected, Selvara was sitting beneath the old tree, wiping her cherished sword clean.

Although it looked peaceful, Damian knew from experience that anything peaceful around Selvara could turn chaotic in the very next moment.

Damian slowly approached Selvara with a wide, polite smile. "Master..."

Selvara replied without looking at him. "What is it? Isn’t today your precious holiday?"

Damian coughed lightly. "Yes, Master... It’s just that I’m here because I want to ask about something... someone."

Selvara finally stopped and turned toward Damian. "Who? Who do you want to ask about so badly that you came to me?"

Damian smiled and answered, "Elder Mirena."

The moment that name came out, Selvara raised her eyebrow. "Mirena, the Sword Hall Master?"

Damian nodded. "Yes."

Selvara looked at him carefully. "Why do you want to know about her?"

Damian immediately put on a serious expression, as if he had no hidden thoughts at all. "Because she is the Hall Master of the Sword Hall, right?"

Selvara said nothing.

Damian continued smoothly, "And from what I heard, the Sword Hall is also responsible for managing the Sword Tomb."

He placed one hand on his chest. "Since I will enter the Sword Tomb in three months, I thought it would be good to know more about the person in charge."

Damian said all that with a very sincere face.

Selvara stared at him for a few breaths before speaking calmly. "Are you sure this is not about whether you can flirt with her?"

Damian’s expression froze for half a second, and he quickly waved his hands. "Of course not, Master. How could I have such improper thoughts?"

Selvara looked at him silently.

Damian coughed. "I mean, I respect elders. A lot."

Selvara’s gaze became even flatter.

Damian quickly added, "Really."

Selvara finally looked away and said calmly, "Even if you wanted to, you would not be able to flirt with her that easily."

Damian blinked. "Why?"

Selvara folded the white cloth and stored it away. "Because Mirena’s mindset is only for the sword."

Damian paused. "Only for the sword?"

Selvara nodded faintly. "She is the kind of person who can ignore food, sleep, praise, beauty, wealth, and romance as long as there is a sword in front of her."

Damian’s mouth twitched. "That sounds worse than Master."

Selvara looked at him.

Damian immediately straightened his back. "I mean, that sounds very admirable."

Selvara ignored his sudden change in tone and continued, "And that is not all."

Damian blinked. "There is more?"

Selvara nodded faintly. "Mirena also has a very sharp tongue."

Damian’s expression became strange. "Sharp tongue?"

Selvara looked at him calmly. "Yes. If she dislikes someone, she will not hide it. If she thinks someone is stupid, she will say it directly. If someone tries to act clever in front of her, she will cut them apart with words before she even draws her sword."

Damian’s mouth twitched. "That sounds painful."

"It is," Selvara said calmly. "Many disciples are more afraid of speaking to her than fighting her."

Damian rubbed his chin. "Damn. Is her mouth really that strong?"

Selvara glanced at him. "If you try to flirt with her, you will not succeed easily."

Damian quickly waved his hand. "Master, I already said this is not about flirting."

Selvara ignored him and continued, "Even if you tried, you would likely be mocked to death by her sharp tongue before you finished your first sentence."

Damian froze.

For some reason, he could already imagine the scene if he ever tried.

Because of that, his face suddenly became serious as he thought inwardly.

"Damn, Elder Garron... your target is really high-level."

He glanced at Selvara, then remembered Garron’s rough face and hopeful eyes.

"This is even harder than dealing with my master. At least Master only beats people. Elder Mirena sounds like she can kill your confidence without moving."

Damian sighed inwardly.

"Old man, you really gave me a hell-level mission."

Selvara noticed his expression and narrowed her eyes slightly. "What are you thinking?"

Damian immediately smiled. "Nothing, Master. I was just thinking that Elder Mirena must be a very impressive sword cultivator."

Selvara looked at him for a moment.

It was clear that she did not believe him at all.

But she still said, "She is impressive. Her sword heart is pure, her talent is high, and she has protected the Sword Hall for many years. Do not underestimate her."

Damian nodded seriously. "I understand."

Selvara turned away slightly. "Good."

Damian lowered his head with a thoughtful expression, narrowing his eyes.

"Elder Garron, if you want this woman to notice you, ordinary romance tricks are useless."

A faint grin appeared on Damian’s face.

"But don’t worry, old man. The way to a woman’s heart is always a gift. And since she is a sword cultivator, then the answer is obvious."

"A sword."

Selvara suddenly looked back at him. "Why are you smiling?"

Damian instantly returned to an innocent expression. "No reason, Master."

Selvara stared at him silently.

Damian coughed. "Really."

Selvara’s eyes narrowed slightly. "You better not cause trouble tomorrow."

Damian smiled politely. "Master, when have I ever caused trouble on purpose?"

Selvara’s silence answered him better than words.

Damian only laughed weakly. "Hehehe."

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In the next few days, Vulkara finally broke through.

A burst of fiery Qi spread across the courtyard, and the air around her became hot for several breaths before slowly calming down.

Vulkara opened her eyes and grinned widely. "Finally, I have reached the Foundation Establishment Realm."

Nearby, Violetta smiled softly and walked over. "Congratulations, Junior Sister."

Vulkara crossed her arms, but the smug look on her face could not be hidden. "Heh. Of course. With my talent, this was only a matter of time."

Violetta chuckled lightly. "Yes, yes. Your talent is amazing."

Vulkara’s grin became even brighter. "Now that I’ve broken through, it’s time to learn some blacksmithing."

Violetta nodded. "Then you should ask Grandmaster first for permission to go."

Vulkara nodded. "That’s exactly what I’m doing."

After saying that, Vulkara turned and immediately went to find Elder Selvara for permission.