Chapter 1145 My Master Wants to See You

Wuyou jumped out, "Of course, it's the only sword I've ever seen that I want to call senior. It's already had two masters, but their souls have both dissipated. That sword is almost dying of loneliness. Song Chunxue, you must try it. If you take it with you, I'll have company."

"Do you need a companion?"

“Of course,” Wuyou’s voice was arrogant and scheming. “Just because you’re alone doesn’t mean I, the Sword Immortal, have to be all alone like you.”

Song Chunxue lowered her eyes and asked, "Is it that funny?"

"Knock knock knock~"

Wuyou suddenly banged her head against the wall. "I was wrong. I didn't mean to mock you. I was just being tactless. Actually, I miss Lord Xie more than you do, but you seem calmer than anyone else. Sometimes I resent that you are too hard-hearted."

Song Chunxue sneered, "Don't bother explaining, it's pointless."

“It’s over,” Wuyou said in a lifeless tone, leaning close to Zhang Chengxuan, her voice barely audible, “She’s really angry.”

"Who told you to be so sarcastic? You know she's not happy."

“You’re no different,” Wuyou said, giving him a hard knock on the head. “I thought you were good at joking, but you can’t do it with me.”

“Because I value discretion.” Zhang Chengxuan shook his head slightly. “You should just be your sword and stop stabbing people in the back.”

Wuyou leaned close to Zhang Chengxuan's ear and whispered something.

Zhang Chengxuan said expressionlessly, "Yes, I understand. Don't mention it again. I know she's actually hurting more than anyone else. You don't know what it feels like to lose someone."

"Okay." Wuyou said dejectedly, "Then how do I cheer him up?"

Zhang Chengxuan's eyes lit up. "Send that Overlord Sword to her."

"Then you must try. If you can pull it out, would you be willing to give it to her?"

“…” Zhang Chengxuan hesitated.

"You stingy person, you're so stingy!"

"Don't worry, if I had the ability to pull it off, you wouldn't have chosen her in the first place." Zhang Chengxuan raised his hand and swore, "If I could pull it off, I would give it to her."

"Smack!"

Wuyou slapped his hand, "Let's make a promise with a high five. If you break your word, I'll tear all your clothes off so you can go back naked!"

Zhang Chengxuan sighed helplessly, "You really are a staunch protector of your master."

"That's right, that's right." Wuyou darted out. "You walk slowly. Other people's legs are stronger and more convenient than yours. You still need to cultivate more. You're getting old."

"..." This bastard, is he even speaking human language?

He also wanted to make rapid progress, but his comprehension was not as high as his junior brother's.

He was actually very sad too!

Fortunately, he felt comforted by the Azure Cloud Sword.

Sure enough, his sword was still aimed at him.

The path up the mountain is sometimes a gentle gravel road, sometimes stone steps, and sometimes a stone bridge, winding its way up with ever-changing scenery.

Beautiful scenery is meant to be enjoyed slowly.

It was half an hour later when they finally climbed up.

Moreover, the first peak they climbed was merely the location of the Great Sword Sect.

Wanjian Mountain is still a long way off.

Song Chunxue glanced at the sky. "Are we really going to stay here? It's just about being outstanding. Why don't we go up and try it out before heading home?"

“There are restrictions on this mountain. Anyone coming here must get permission before they can go up and draw their sword, so it can be recorded. Furthermore, drawing the sword also needs to be recorded before leaving, so it can be tracked down later.” Zhang Chengxuan looked at Wuyou, “You really want a companion that badly?”

"Yeah, it's good to have someone to argue with."

Zhang Chengxuan asked curiously, "Can people who can't speak properly still start arguing?"

“Of course, I can argue with stubborn donkeys and your Cangyun Sword.” Wuyou said sullenly, “But now Weixue Sword ignores me too, just like Lord Xie, as if it has lost its memory.”

At this point, Wuyou slammed her fist against the stone wall and cried, "I've lost my companion, I'm so sad. We used to be able to communicate with each other from afar."

These words shocked both Song Chunxue and Zhang Chengxuan.

But they didn't ask any more questions.

"So you want to find a new partner?" Zhang Chengxuan glanced at Song Chunxue. "It's not good to start something and then abandon it."

“He abandoned me first, so why can’t I find someone new?” Wuyou sobbed stubbornly. “There are plenty of fish in the sea, why be hung up on one sword? We’re not blood-and-flesh, we don’t kiss or anything, we just chat, there’s no need to keep a vow of chastity.”

Song Chunxue said expressionlessly, "If you make any more veiled attacks, I'll abandon you both."

Zhang Chengxuan and Wuyou remained silent.

"Are you two going to Ten Thousand Swords Mountain to retrieve the sword? We need to register here. We'll open the barrier when we go up the mountain tomorrow morning, how about that?"

"There's an inn over there. You can stay there for now. They have hot water and food. It's one or two taels of silver a night."

The two boys were dressed in light blue wide-sleeved robes, with openwork wooden spheres hanging from their waists and dark blue tassels dangling from them. They looked like disciples from the mountain.

"It's a bit expensive, two rooms for one tael of silver. If it's not good enough, we won't stay here. We can go up the mountain tomorrow."

Song Chunxue's words were concise and to the point, giving the impression that she would turn and leave if they did not agree.

“Alright, two rooms will do.” The two young men were clearly quite experienced, smiling and gesturing. “This way, please. We have two superior rooms on the third floor. What would you like to eat tonight?”

Song Chunxue turned to Zhang Chengxuan and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

“Five hundred coins is still a bit expensive. Why don’t we go down the mountain? I just passed the best inn on the street, and it only costs four hundred coins. Their chef is very skilled. I want to eat just from the smell.” Zhang Chengxuan stopped. “Junior brother, why don’t we go down the mountain?”

Song Chunxue made the final decision, "We'll stay here. If you want to eat, I'll go down the mountain with you to eat later."

The boy next to him laughed and said, "Actually, our chef is also very good. Everyone who has eaten here raves about him. It is said that his ancestors worked in the imperial kitchen."

Song Chunxue smiled and said, "Then let's try it. Send the food to his room, and a pot of wine too."

At this moment, a female disciple came out from the door to greet them.

"Please come in, gentlemen. Please write your names here." The female disciple looked at Song Chunxue with a smile. "You can also write your courtesy names, as long as it is your handwriting."

Song Chunxue took out some silver and placed it on the table. "Okay."

She wrote "Song Laowu" (Song the Fifth), while Zhang Chengxuan wrote "Zhang Laosan" (Zhang the Third).

The female disciple led them to the door of the room, then stopped outside Song Chunxue's door. "Would you like to visit our Great Sword Sect, sir? That mountain over there is it. Our chef is from the capital, and my master has a hundred-year-old pear blossom wine. Would you like to try some?"

Zhang Chengxuan had just stepped one foot across the threshold when he heard this and turned back, strolling over to Song Chunxue.

He raised an eyebrow and asked, "Why didn't you invite me?"

Song Chunxue watched the two of them with great interest.

"Because I see that this gentleman's sword is unusual. My master is a sword enthusiast, and I dare to ask him to appraise such a fine sword."

If Song Chunxue hadn't been holding her back, Wuyou, who was hanging from her waist, would have already jumped out and started showing off.

“Alright,” Song Chunxue smiled. “Please lead the way, young lady.”

“Junior brother,” Zhang Chengxuan said in a deep voice, “I also want to see your master. Let’s go.”