Yun Xian was captured by Xiao Wu who came after hearing the news and was taken back to the inn.
She sat there, and because she couldn't see for the time being, she calmed down a lot, not looking like a hyperactive child anymore. "Mom, why are you here?"
She wore the Kuishou on her waist, and everyone passing by couldn't help but take a look at it.
Apart from anything else, this really doesn't look like a good thing. Whether it's the color, appearance, shape of the hilt, or the aura, it's no exaggeration to say that it's a magic sword!
But with Xiao Wu in charge, no one dared to speak nonsense.
"Hey darling, how's your demon... no, your new sword?" Xiao Wu made a slip of the tongue, then quickly corrected himself. "Even a Heavenly Rank weapon has its own temperament. You need to get used to it."
"Not bad." Yun Xian tried to put the apple in a familiar place and said, "I'll build a good relationship with it."
Taiping yelled, "Are you sick?"
"Also, about what happened in the secret realm." Xiao Wu seemed to be about to bring up old matters, his tone much calmer. "Those Eighteen Moves, I remember I taught you, but didn't you ever learn it?"
Yun Xian remained calm: "I suddenly came up with a move on the spot, and the atmosphere became so intense that I couldn't control myself."
"Oh, you figured it out? You're so clever." Xiao Wu said with a smile, "Then try it on me now."
Yun Xian: “…”
Xiao Wu: "Why did your eyes suddenly close?"
"I'm sorry I accidentally fell asleep just now." Yun Xian suddenly woke up. "My injury hasn't healed yet. I shouldn't exert myself now, otherwise I might pass out."
Xiao Wu looked at her, his expression slightly dejected. "My daughter has a little secret from me now. She's really grown up."
Yun Xian's eyes went dark. "...Mother, let's talk about something happy."
I'm really sorry, I can only plow the fields now.
Okay, let's get down to business. Xiao Wu wasn't here just to save the day. She knew the Blade Sect had definitely done something shady, but she couldn't gather any evidence. She also knew Yun Xian would likely be targeted next, so she had to go to the Northern Territory to muddy the waters.
Ji Rongxue just left not long ago. Their body-building sect is special. Unlike Jiange, they don’t have to take a taxi. They all charter a car to go back.
"Xian'er." Xiao Wu looked at the golden sky outside the inn, with fallen leaves drifting in layers. She suddenly said, "Do you know what a hero is?"
Why did he suddenly become so philosophical? Yun Xian said honestly: "The greatest heroes serve their country and their people..."
Although Jiange does not teach academic subjects, at least she can still memorize the standard answer.
Xiao Wu asked again: "Do you know how to become a hero?"
Yun Xian said, “I don’t know.”
Xiao Wu: "That's right, I don't know."
Yun Xian was waiting for his mother's sequel, but after waiting for a long time, there was nothing. "Mom, won't you teach me how to become a hero?"
"Teach you?" Steady footsteps approached from a distance. Xiao Wu seemed to stand up and smiled at Yun Xian: "Mother doesn't want you to become a hero at all."
Yun Xian didn't understand what this meant yet.
Isn't it good to be a hero? Not only can you help others, but you also gain fame and strength, so that others will be afraid of you and dare not attack you.
The eldest brother's cold voice came: "Master's wife."
"There's no time to waste. Mother is almost gone." Xiao Wu finished speaking, then turned to Yun Xian, "You might be very busy during this period. If there's anything you don't understand, ask Senior Brother to teach you. Remember, think about yourself before you act. You don't have any medical practitioners around you right now. Not all medical practitioners are as sharp-tongued but kind-hearted as Xiao Xue, who you can just take advantage of."
Mother always came and went like this, flying back and forth without a trace. Yun Xian was used to it. He looked up and said, "Okay..."
Before leaving, she felt her head being gently touched.
The familiar warm and cool palm, with its thin calluses on slender fingers, gently touched her cheek. Xiao Wu said softly, "Next time mother sees you, remember to gain weight back."
The wind blew and the people left.
Yun Xian was stunned where she was. She had never seen it before and she rarely looked in the mirror. Now she reached out and touched her face. It was so bony as never before: "Ah!"
Su Chi paused and looked up at her.
In fact, there is not much difference. If you eat more, the difference will return in a few days.
But it is true that when there is some flesh on the face, one will look more... more lively.
The two of them froze in place, neither of them speaking.
Yun Xian mainly felt that she generally had two modes in front of her elders and in front of other people. When Xiao Wu was around, she was the well-behaved version, and when Xiao Wu was not around, she was the unrestrained version. But Su Chi, the senior brother, was only a few years older than her, so it felt a bit awkward to let her be unrestrained.
Why is there no one else here?
Mother, are you just going to entrust her to the eldest brother like this? Although she is not as pretty as before, what if the eldest brother is captured by her personality charm?
"Hmm..." Yun Xian said politely to the air, "Brother, I'll return Qi Shuang to you."
"I have repaired your sword." Su Chi took out the small black gold sword and handed it back to Yun Xian.
After the two exchanged swords, they froze in place again.
Yun Xian couldn't see right now, which had both advantages and disadvantages. The advantage was that she couldn't see Su Chi's face, so she wouldn't be easily seduced by his beauty; the disadvantage was that she couldn't see Su Chi's face, so she couldn't tell his expression at all - but on second thought, it seemed that even if she could see him, she wouldn't be able to tell his expression, which was much better.
"...Big Brother." Yun Xian said dryly, "Otherwise, could you please take me to find Xue Lingxiu?"
"What's wrong?" Su Chi walked closer to her, "Something's wrong."
"I want to ask when my eyes can be cured." He naturally put his hand on Yun Xian's wrist through his sleeve to lead the way. A burst of cold fragrance hit Yun Xian, and he felt a little dizzy. He wondered why this senior brother was even more reserved than Xue Lingxiu. Suddenly, his mind was not clear: "Senior brother, you smell so good."
After saying this, she fell silent.
Yun Xian: “…”
Su Chi: “…”
"Did I accidentally harass you?" Yun Xian said calmly, "Brother, I didn't mean to."
She just made the same mistake that all women in the world would make.
"...It's okay." Su Chi coughed lightly, not knowing whether he was really okay or just pretending, "Let's go."
Yun Xian was gently pulled by him and walked back like a blind man groping in the dark, and surprisingly he didn't stumble anywhere.
Whenever Su Chi saw a pit or staircase ahead, he would tell Yun Xian in advance. When Yun Xian was halfway there, she couldn't help her temper and started jumping around. She didn't notice that many people were looking at her.
Having won the Eastern Realm championship, Yun Xian was now a rising star, unrivaled and invincible. They say trouble seeks people, not men. She was sure to face many opportunities and troubles in the future. It all depended on whether this young swordsman could hold on.
Judging from Beijie's attitude when she hurriedly left, it seems that this matter is not over yet. How can one person fight against such a behemoth? No matter how promising she is, she must be careful. There is no shortage of rising stars who die halfway in the world of cultivation.
When Su Chi was halfway there, he suddenly felt a force behind him that was resisting him.
"What's wrong?" He turned around and saw Yun Xian lingering there. He didn't get angry and asked calmly, "What do you want?"
Yun Xian had just arrived in Zhongcheng and was broke. He couldn't afford any local snacks except the demonic elm bark. Now, although he had no money, he had his senior brother, so he shamelessly said, "Senior brother, I want to buy some food, but..."
Su Chi understood.
He said, "Stay here and don't move around."
"I know." Yun Xian continued, "You'll be back soon, right?"
Su Chi: “Yeah.”
Yun Xian stayed there, bored. Only half an incense stick had passed when he felt someone gently pick up his sleeve and pull him forward.
He came back so soon. Yun Xian subconsciously followed him for two steps, but soon realized something was wrong and pulled his hand away abruptly.
Can’t extract!
"Who are you?" Yun Xian said calmly, "It's not nice to hold someone's hand when you meet them, right?"
"What? So fierce?" The stranger's voice was hard to tell whether it was a man or a woman. He chuckled and said, "Your senior brother can hold the reins, but I can't?"
"Nonsense." Yun Xian said bluntly, "Look at my senior brother's appearance. If he leads me, I will make a lot of money. Who knows what you look like?"
stranger:"……"
The man in black robe standing beside him looked at Yun Xian's small pointed face with an indescribable look, and thought that what he said actually made quite some sense.
This stranger's cultivation level was at least two levels higher than hers. Yun Xian not only failed to break free, but was forced to follow him forward. She thought she was going to be dragged into an alley and put in a sack, but instead of pulling her to a secluded area, the place became busier and busier, with people everywhere.
It was too obvious that she wanted to harm someone in a place like this. Yun Xian saw that Yi had no intention of hurting anyone, so he didn't struggle and asked, "What do you want from me?"
The man said slowly, "Do you know what a hero is?"
“…” Is this a popular question these days? It’s like “What are you looking at?” Yun Xian was too lazy to answer again: “I know.”
The man continued, "Then do you know how to become a hero?"
Yun Xian: "If I knew, I would already be one now."
"Yun Xian." The stranger's hand slowly moved down, removed his sleeve, and gently placed it on her wrist, saying, "Your current situation is not good."
It was a woman's hand. The fingertips had callouses on them, a familiar spot.
Could this person also be a swordsman?
"What about serving the country and the people? Let's put that aside for now." The stranger's voice became clearer and clearer, faintly discernible as a woman's. She said briskly, "If you were hunted by the Sword Sect, it would be difficult to break out without the support of the forces behind you. But Jiange, you can't bring trouble upon yourself just yet."
Jiange represented the Eastern Realm, which was why both sides were so cautious. If a war broke out, it would be equivalent to a direct conflict between the two realms, which contradicted the Northern Realm's initial plan of gradually encroaching from the border. However, now that Yun Xian had destroyed Liu Shi, this contradiction could not be resolved so easily.
"Mingguang of the Western Realm is only a mere deity, and no one dares to touch him," she said. "Why? Because the Buddhist Realm is quite powerful, and he has done many things that benefit the people. He has prestige and is respected by everyone. If you bully him, you're insulting these people. If the Northern Realm attacks him, they won't be able to stop the gossip."
Yun Xian: “…”
Miss, you dare to say "please pay attention" now. I don't dare to imagine what you will say next.
"How can I build my own power and gain prestige?" The stranger seemed completely oblivious to the horror of what he had just said. Instead, he continued, "In these four realms, wars, deaths, burning, murder, and looting occur constantly. The existence of heroes is to curb such things—the simplest understanding, right?"
In simpler terms, it's a unified standard for measuring success. If someone completes a task, such as a Heavenly-tier mission from the Xuanbao Pavilion, they'll receive a golden bell for their sect. The bell itself isn't worth much, but the significance it carries is clear, and everyone uses it to assess a sect's strength.
For example, the Buddhist sect in the Western Realm has thirteen golden bells, one hundred and thirty silver bells, and countless copper bells.
The Golden Bell not only represents a sect's prestige, but also serves as the entry threshold for some sect-wide events. The Qiankun Martial Arts Competition and the Linglong Eight Arts Competition, both scheduled for March, will require only sects that have obtained a Golden Bell to participate.
By the way, there are ten copper bells in Jiange now, one of which was added when Yun Xian captured the succubus before going to the battle.
In short, it cannot be described as unknown, it is simply a mess.
"Xuanbao Pavilion just received this task yesterday."
The stranger suddenly stopped. Yun Xian was thinking about something and almost hit his head when he felt a pair of hands covering his eyes like a ghost, and an idea flashed in his mind.
Yun Xian's eyes hurt and light swarmed in.
A man in a black robe withdrew his hand, and in front of her was a piece of brown paper with a portrait of a man on it.
He has deep eyebrows and eyes, and is very handsome. Even looking at his clothes, he is very cool, similar to Jimo Shu.
"Recently, someone in a remote basin in the eastern border reported that there was internal strife within the royal family of a small country. A fire burned for three days and three nights, but the princess was nowhere to be found, alive or dead."
The head of Xuanbao Pavilion pressed his fingertips on the brown paper and said, "That's really a headache. It's fine if others can't find it, but if the princess can't find it, then no one will go to the Demon Lord's wedding. He will be angry, and when he is angry, he will punish us and destroy this small country."
"Demon Lord?" Yun Xian asked in confusion, "What's his relationship with the Demon Cult leader?"
"It's nothing, he's just a demon cultivator in the Spiritual Severing Stage." The Pavilion Master said, "He's not strong, but he can rub it."
Yun Xian sighed, "Calling yourself the Demon Lord? How shameless!"
He is even more boastful than her. As the future number one swordsman, she at least hasn't claimed to be the Sword Master yet.
"As for why I wanted to arrange for you to go here, there is naturally a reason." The Pavilion Master's eyes flashed faintly under his bamboo hat. He said, "That small country seems to have been cursed. Its spiritual veins are broken and there is no trace of it. Not only has no one been able to grow spiritual roots in the past hundred years, but even other cultivators who go there are unable to activate spiritual energy."
"It can be activated, but there is no spiritual energy in the world for it to absorb, and the spiritual stone will gradually be assimilated into ordinary stone. In other words, once the spiritual energy is used up, it is truly gone, and it will be no different from ordinary people."
Yun Xian understood what she meant.
"So you're thinking, if someone from the Sword Sect comes after me and wants to attack me," Yun Xian said with a fist, "I'll drag him down to the same level as me, and then use my vast experience to defeat him!"
The Pavilion Master praised, "Excellent. If you can obtain this golden bell, your fellow disciples will finally be able to come down the mountain and participate in the martial arts competition."
Yun Xian said: "So, why should I do what you say?"
The man in black robe was startled.
The defensiveness in her eyes was like a knife blade, with no intention of hiding it at all, and it pierced straight into the face of the Pavilion Master under the bamboo hat.
The Pavilion Master chuckled and revealed his true face in front of outsiders for the first time.
The eyebrows and eyes are curved.
The man in black robe finally noticed something unusual at this time. Rather than being similar to Yun Xian, his eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as Xiao Wu's, except that he had a bit of nonchalance, making him look less stern.
"I forgot to mention it. I won't harm you." The Pavilion Master slowly put his bamboo hat back on and said, "According to seniority, you should call me...Auntie?"
Xiao Yuan, one of the geniuses of Jiange thirty years ago, suddenly disappeared and no one knew where he went.
"Who knows if that's what you said? Stop plagiarizing my mother." Yun Xian was unmoved: "I believe everything you say. I'm not stupid."
Xiao Yuan flipped his hand and took out a pile of golden house deeds from his storage ring.
"Xiao Yunxian." She smiled and said, "Do you know that one-third of these cities are owned by my aunt?"
The man in black robe thought, what's the point of taking the property deed at this time? Can it explain the whole matter?
"Auntie." Yun Xian's eyes suddenly became much clearer: "Then where are we going to eat?"
The man in black robe: “…”
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