Chapter 232 The Blind Martial Uncle Was Made to Cry by His Black-Hearted Nephew (10)
"It's because the cultivation world is just too outrageous now. It's been riddled with holes by transmigrators, which is why Feng Ciye is starting to question his life when he sees you all so different from your previous life."
888 sighed, "He's starting to wonder if you've also been reborn, or if you've been replaced!"
Yu Sheng raised an eyebrow in surprise, not expecting Feng Ciye to be so perceptive.
However... that wouldn't be fun.
Feng Ciye, on the other side, observed Yu Sheng's every move without making a sound, and his suspicions about Yu Sheng grew even stronger.
At this moment, Yu Nian, who had cultivated the Path of Ruthlessness, ran over with a sword, saying, "Master."
Yu Nian obediently bowed to Yu Sheng as a disciple.
"Master, I have mastered the sword technique you taught me a few days ago."
Yu Sheng nodded in satisfaction and said to the robot Feng Ciye, "Xiao Ye, go and get my sword."
"Okay, Xiaoye will go get your sword right away."
Feng Ciye coldly watched as the stupid thing that Song Yuqiu had sent over a few days ago, bearing his appearance and voice, slowly returned to his room to retrieve his sword. What angered him even more was that Yu Sheng had actually given that stupid thing a name—Xiao Ye.
What's the difference between this and calling him by name?
Yu Sheng explained, "Since it's a smaller version of A Ye, why not just call her Xiao Ye? It sounds more friendly."
Feng Ciye: Heh, that sounds familiar to you.
That stupid thing, so dull-witted, how could its name have the character "night" in it?
888: You might as well just say you're jealous.
Xiao Ye happily held up Yu Sheng's sword with both hands and handed it to Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng subconsciously rubbed Xiao Ye's head and said, "Then thank you very much, Xiao Ye."
Feng Ciye, who was spying from not far away, had a face so dark it could drip ink, and with a "smack," he peeled off the bark of the sycamore tree.
This commotion finally drew the attention of the two people and the dog.
Yu Nian then noticed his presence. "Senior Brother Feng?"
Feng Ciye emerged from behind the tree with a sour face. Although Yu Sheng couldn't see his expression, she could guess that given his personality, his face must be quite unpleasant.
"Senior Brother Feng, are you feeling unwell? You look terrible."
The clueless Yu Nian looked at him curiously, and then successfully earned a roll of her eyes from Feng Ciye.
Yu Nian: What's wrong? Did he say something wrong? Why does it feel like Senior Brother Feng is looking at him with an urge to chop him up?
It's an illusion, it must be an illusion!
Yu Nian silently told herself that she must be overthinking things.
Although Senior Brother Feng doesn't like me usually, he's definitely not the kind of person who's malicious!
Feng Ciye: I am that vicious a person, what are you going to do about it?!
"A-Ye, come along too. Today I will teach you a new sword technique."
Upon hearing this, Yu Nian was not only not excited, but also somewhat worried. "Master, your health..."
Yu Sheng smiled calmly, "Thanks to your Uncle Qin's pills these past few days, my body has almost recovered. I'm fine as long as I don't use my spiritual power."
"A-Nian, A-Ye, I will only teach you once. Whether you can learn it or not depends on yourselves."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Sheng drew the silver-white longsword. He lightly flicked the blade with his finger, and the sword trembled slightly, emitting a clear humming sound, as if the sword was responding to him.
Yu Sheng performed a sword routine in front of the two of them. Feng Ciye didn't care much at first, but when he saw Yu Sheng's sword routine clearly, his eyes instantly turned bloodshot.
The sword technique that Yu Sheng used to kill himself in his previous life was also the signature sword technique that made Immortal Venerable Yaoyue famous in the cultivation world.
Seeing those familiar moves, all the doubts that had risen in Feng Ciye's heart vanished in an instant.
Yu Sheng is Yu Sheng, his mortal enemy.
Even if my personality is slightly different in this life, it may be due to my rebirth.
Feng Ciye clenched his fists tightly, suppressing the violent emotions in his heart, but his eyes were fixed on Yu Sheng.
That gaze made Yu Sheng feel like she had thorns in her back.
888 asked him, puzzled, "Wouldn't it be better to let Feng Ciye know that you're not...? Why did you have to do this to provoke him? Do you really want him to kill you?"
"If I let him keep imagining things, he'll convince himself and become love-struck, which is so boring. It's more fun when there's excitement!"
"And you don't understand, this is called romance~"
888: Yes, yes, I don't understand. Don't cry when you mess things up.
Yu Sheng: Nonsense! When did he ever cry?!
Yu Nian's reaction was completely different from Feng Ciye's. He stared intently at Yu Sheng's movements, not wanting to miss a single detail.
This was his master, Immortal Venerable Yaoyue's, signature sword move. How could he not learn it properly?
The answer is, of course, no!
Because he wanted to become a Celestial Venerable, just like his master.
After completing a set of sword moves, Yu Sheng's forehead was covered in a layer of sweat. He casually wiped the sweat away with his sleeve and asked the two of them, "Did you see it clearly?"
“Uh…” Yu Nian hesitated before speaking, “Master, we are behind you.”
Yu Sheng turned away awkwardly, trying his best to hide his embarrassment.
"Master, I have remembered everything. I will go practice my sword by the waterfall now."
After Yu Nian left, Yu Sheng suddenly leaned close to Feng Ciye and asked, "Aye, did you remember?"
Feng Ciye quickly held his breath and took a step back.
Just now... they were too close.
"Uncle-Master, I am foolish and have not been able to remember it all. May I ask if you could teach me again?"
After much deliberation, Yu Sheng slowed down and demonstrated it to him again, saying, "I think A-Ye should remember it this time."
Feng Ciye sneered inwardly: Ha, is he afraid that I will teach him again?
"Uncle-Master, I have memorized it. I would also like to thank you for demonstrating it a second time."
888: Don't worry, your wife loves you to death. One time is nothing! If you want, she can even teach you herself!
"It's alright, Aye, you're the one I raised. To me, you're like... my own son."
When Feng Ciye heard Yu Sheng say that he treated him like a son, he put on a sour face and secretly glared at Yu Sheng, who was taking advantage of him.
He forced a smile and said, "Then this disciple will take his leave."
Feng Ciye didn't want to stay with Yu Sheng any longer; he was afraid he wouldn't be able to resist killing Yu Sheng right now.
That would be too easy on him.
He wanted to make Yu Sheng experience what it meant to be "worse than dead".
Seeing Feng Ciye leave with a dark face and a sheepish slink away, 888 couldn't help but laugh.
"Sheng Sheng, I hope that when you're in bed, you won't hear someone calling you 'Dad'."
Yu Sheng glared at it fiercely, "Are you itching for a beating again?"
888 silently shut its mouth.
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