She had long guessed that there might be sword-themed books in the Wanjian Sect, but she didn't expect that the other party would take the initiative to give them to her.
Her eyes flashed, and she smiled narrowly, "Aren't you afraid that I'll just snatch it away? Not all sword cultivators are good people."
Xiang Jianjue's heart tightened, but his tone remained calm, and he said neither servilely nor arrogantly, "Trading is only the last resort. The Sect Master has long since instructed his disciples that if you, Senior, are unwilling to accept me as your disciple, I will also give you this copy of 'Divine Will' as a token of my gratitude for helping Wanjian Sect overcome two difficult times."
After saying that, Xiang Jianjue pursed his lips and waited anxiously for the other party's response.
The Sect Master wanted him to become Senior Si's disciple simply to build a better relationship. Even if he couldn't become his disciple, and he could still give the incomplete copy to him, it shouldn't be considered as going against the Sect Master's wishes, right?
Xiang Sheng silently looked at the young man kneeling on the ground with his body tense.
She went to the strange land to rescue people just by chance. Wanjianmen didn't owe her anything. Instead, she owed Wanjianmen a lot.
The fact that she had been allowed a safe place to cultivate for the past year was a favor; the fact that Lin Hai, Ying Changfeng, and many other elders cared deeply for her was love;
Taking a step back, even without these favors and affections, if Luo Qingyun's affairs were exposed, it would inevitably attract the attention of the five major sects, and even be hunted down by the Demon Palace.
She didn't want to drag down Wanjianmen and didn't want to have any entanglement with Wanjianmen, but looking back now, Wanjianmen had been dragged into this by her without realizing it.
Since this is the case, what’s wrong with the cause and effect being deeper?
Thinking of this, the knot that had been hanging in Xiang Sheng's heart for a long time was suddenly untied. For a moment, he felt his mind suddenly become clearer and more insightful.
The coldness in her eyes faded a bit as she took the incomplete copy and said in a gentle voice, "From today on, you will be my second disciple, Xiang Jianjue. Are you willing?"
Second disciple? Master has another disciple?
Xiang Jianjue was stunned for a moment, then without thinking too much, he immediately bent down and kowtowed three times: "Disciple Xiang Jianjue, I pay my respects to the Master!!"
"Get up."
Xiang Sheng helped Xiang Jianjue up. A flash of light appeared in his hand, revealing a brand new booklet. "This is the sword manual I compiled myself. I will give it to you today."
Xiang Jianjue held the booklet in his hands, his eyes suddenly shining, as if he had found a treasure. "Thank you, Master. I will study it well and will never let your reputation down!"
Xiang Sheng looked at Xiang Jianjue, who was usually serious in the sect, and showed an unguarded and bright smile in front of him, and couldn't help but smile slightly.
In terms of rarity, his sword manual is certainly not as good as "Divine Will", but it is the most suitable for Xiang Jianjue. No wonder he showed his youthful nature and was ecstatic.
"Your sword has reached the level of mastery. Go and practice. If you find anything difficult to understand, come find me here at twilight hour."
After Xiang Sheng gave the order, Xiang Jianjue also knew that his master was anxious to comprehend the "Divine Will", so he immediately withdrew respectfully and flew to the sect's mountain.
Upon seeing this, Xiang Sheng withdrew his gaze, returned to the empty and simple wooden house, sat down against the wall, and opened the first page of the incomplete copy of "Divine Will".
An unfamiliar sword intent suddenly burst out from the pages of the book and went straight into Xiang Sheng's eyes, but with no intention of hurting anyone.
Xiang Sheng let the sword intent flow into his sea of consciousness through his pupils. Lines of profound words were reflected from his pupils, and he gradually immersed himself in them.
After an unknown amount of time, there was a sudden crisp sound near the door, and Xiang Sheng was immediately awakened from his contemplation.
"Is it already the 11am?"
She pressed her swollen temples helplessly.
It is true that time does not exist in cultivation. She was immersed in her contemplation and felt that only a short moment had passed, but half a day had already passed.
Fortunately, a warning barrier was set up in advance, otherwise if I didn’t go back for one night, Luo Qingyun and Tang Yin might cause some trouble.
Without bothering to sort out her new understanding, she took a step forward, the sword flashed under her feet, and she disappeared from the spot in an instant.
Xiang Sheng returned to the courtyard only half a minute later than usual. Luo Qingyun didn't notice anything unusual. Moreover, she was in a state of confusion at the moment and didn't have the energy to pay attention to these details.
Tang Yin prepared dinner herself in the small kitchen, and it tasted even better than the one in the kitchen. Xiang Sheng couldn't help but eat a few more bites.
Seeing her enjoying her meal, Tang Yin bit her chopsticks and asked cautiously, "Xiao Sheng'er, is the food I cooked delicious?"
Xiang Sheng paused with his chopsticks, a hint of discomfort flashing across his eyes.
Today, she had just acknowledged Tang Yin's identity as the eldest disciple in front of Xiang Jianjue. Now, hearing her call her like that, it was really... weird.
She couldn't help but cough dryly, swallowed the food in a few bites, and smiled: "Of course it's delicious, Sister Tang's cooking is much better than the kitchen, and only slightly worse than mother's."
Xiang Sheng made some small gestures, and Luo Qingyun couldn't help but chuckle with her hands covering her mouth, but there was an unshakable sadness in her eyes.
"Since it's so delicious, Xiao Sheng'er, come back to Qianxing Palace with your sister, okay?"
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