Chapter 45: Get Your Position Right
Xie Liuyin was helpless. She finally understood that this sword was the boss of the Sword Washing Pool. As long as it was there, she would not be able to form a contract with other spirit swords today.
Fortunately, the Mo Que sword was to her liking, and it was also the sword left by the founder of the sect. Xie Liuyin felt that there was nothing to pick on, so she simply left the sword washing pool holding the sword.
But in a corner that Xie Liuyin couldn't see, the Red Spirit Sword was hiding behind a big rock, watching her gradually move away with great reluctance.
Although it no longer has the rare natural sword bone as its master, it doesn’t matter. After Mo Que leaves, it will be the rightful boss of the Sword Washing Pool!
Xie Liuyin and Mo Quejian were unaware of the Red Spirit Sword's little plots.
As soon as she landed on the shore holding the sword, she saw the Kunshan Sect Master who had been waiting there for a long time coming to greet her, bowing to the sword in her arms and saying:
"Grandmaster, why did you come out? Didn't the Grandmaster tell you to stay in the Sword Washing Pool?"
"Bullshit!" A ball of inky light suddenly emerged from the sword, and the voice was exactly the same as that of the sword spirit boy, "He clearly told me to stay and find a new master for himself, and to look after the Qingxiao Sect."
This was not the first time that the Kunshan Sect Master was scolded by this ancestor. He glanced at Xie Liuyin who was confused and asked in a low voice again: "So, you chose her?"
"What's wrong with her? Why are you talking like that? This is my contractor, you should be more respectful to her in the future!" The sword spirit was unhappy.
Even though he kept calling Xie Liuyin his servant, it didn't mean that others could bully his contractor.
This is the only person he has been waiting for for so many years and she is pleasing to the eye.
The leader of Kunshan Sect apologized again and again, and seeing that Mo Quejian's decision would not be changed, he sighed helplessly.
The Mo Que Sword is extremely powerful, and it is also the sword of the founder. In fact, the leader of Kunshan Sect intends to keep it in the Sword Washing Pool as a decoration for the rest of its life.
Unexpectedly, this little ancestor had a sudden idea and found a master for himself.
But things have come to this point, even if the Kunshan Sect Master is not very satisfied with the result, he cannot stop it.
He had no choice but to say: "Since you have made your decision, we, the younger generation, cannot stop you. There is only one thing I would like you to agree to."
"After all, you are the sword of the Grandmaster, and you represent the image of the Grandmaster to the outside world. Can you be a little more careful with your words when you go out in the future?"
Of course the sword spirit didn't want to agree. The mouth was on his body, so he could say whatever he wanted.
But he was also worried that if he didn't agree, the old man in front of him would stop him from leaving with Xie Liuyin.
After a moment's silence, the sword spirit finally let go.
The Kunshan Sect Master then felt relieved and waved his hand to let Xie Liuyin leave.
Jing Wenlan probably really liked this junior. Seeing Xie Liuyin was about to leave, she took out a pass and gave it to him: "If you encounter any difficulties in your cultivation in the future, you can come and ask me."
"Thank you, Second Elder. I'll remember it!" Xie Liuyin's eyes showed surprise. He didn't expect to have such an unexpected gain.
She held the pass with Jing Wenlan's logo on it and hugged the still-chatty Mo Que sword, and returned home with a full load.
After Xie Liuyin left Liuyun Island, Jing Wenlan looked at Kunshan Sect Master and said, "Junior Brother, you seem very dissatisfied with Junior Sister Xie?"
Xie Liuyin is Junior Uncle's disciple, so according to seniority, Jing Wenlan should call her Junior Sister.
Kunshan was stunned when he heard this: "It's not that I'm dissatisfied with her, but this girl has always caused trouble since she joined the sect. First, my disciple was punished, then Qin Tian had problems, and then one of his disciples died..."
"Junior brother, I don't know about other things, but I do know why Qin Tian got into trouble." Jing Wenlan interrupted Kunshan impatiently, "Before you blame Junior Sister Xie, have you ever thought that the two got into trouble because they attacked Junior Sister Xie first?"
Jing Wenlan: "As a master and a senior brother, it is normal for you to have some preferences. But as the sect leader, you should be impartial."
"Junior brother, you need to put yourself in the right position."
Hearing this gentle reminder from his senior sister, Kunshan's face turned red.
He hurriedly bowed to Jing Wenlan and said, "Senior Sister is right."
At this moment, Kunshan couldn't help but recall that when his master, the previous sect leader, handed over the heavy responsibility of Qingxiao Sect to him, he told him clearly.
In fact, the master is more optimistic about his uncle's disciple Jing Wenlan for this position, because the other party is wise and decisive, and has a clear mind. If he becomes the leader of Qingxiao Sect, I think he will lead Qingxiao Sect to achieve better development.
But Jing Wenlan was obsessed with swordsmanship and took over the sword washing pool from his uncle early on.
The master finally chose Kunshan after selecting from that group of disciples.
But before his death, the master was still worried about him, and he called him to his bedside and warned him: "You are indecisive and biased. But you have one good thing, which is that you can correct your mistakes."
The Kunshan Sect Master closed his eyes and said, "Alas, let's be fair from now on!"
Xie Liuyin didn’t know what kind of communication took place between Jing Wenlan and the sect leader after he left.
She just happily held the Naoshuo spirit sword in her arms and ran back to the Sunrise Peak to show it to Xianyue like she was presenting a treasure.
Xie Liuyin: "How is it? My sword is more powerful than the one you had, right?!"
"Not bad, but you're still a long way from surpassing your master." Xianyue glanced at him and snorted indifferently.
The sword spirit was unhappy when he heard this, and a dark aura floated out immediately: "Why are you pretending in front of me, kid? Do you think I haven't seen you begging for that spirit sword in the sword washing pool?"
Xianyue didn't expect that Mo Quejian actually saw and remembered something that happened so long ago.
He pursed his lips and tried to suppress the heat on his face: "Senior, hasn't been sleeping for so many years?"
"Hmph, I sleep when I want to, and I don't sleep when I don't want to. Boy, from now on your disciple is my contractor, you have to teach her well and let her enter the Golden Core Stage as soon as possible, otherwise it will be embarrassing for me if she goes out."
"Of course." Xianyue agreed immediately, looking at Xie Liuyin with a bit of pity, "I will naturally teach your contractor well."
As the center of discussion between this man and the sword spirit, Xie Liuyin suddenly felt a chill on his back.
…
In the Moon Fox Clan’s territory, inside the Fox King’s Palace.
A little fox with a snow-white body without a single stray hair was surrounded by several delicate-looking young men and women and was placed on a cushion woven with Snow Moon spider silk.
"Our little prince has been wronged this time. The Immortal Lord Xianyue is too overbearing. The little prince just went to his peak for a visit, but he detained his spiritual pet that he had been using for so long..."
Prince Moon Fox's adoptive mother complained and wiped her tears, as if their little prince had suffered a great injustice at Sun Peak.
Moon Fox King snorted coldly upon hearing this: "What injustice has he suffered? In my opinion, Immortal Venerable Xianyue was too lenient in letting him be a spiritual pet and serving him well every day. If it were me, I would make him suffer even more!"
Listening to his father's merciless words, the little fox on the cushion hummed softly, but did not dare to refute.
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