Chapter 33 Chapter 33 has only just begun
Jie Zhoujian commented on this: "It's not simple. Master, there's no need to belittle yourself. The books Tianyu is reading now are almost at the level of banned books. It's normal that they are obscure and difficult to understand."
"Banned books? He knows his limits, doesn't he? You should clean up the library again tomorrow."
"Don't worry, it was already cleaned up during the previous cleaning. Some of the contents of the books are not presentable, but the True Spirit Elder has sealed those forbidden books. Moreover, I think that if he really wants to read them... no one should be able to stop him."
Could it be that the forbidden book not only contains spells that cannot be known to others, but was also sent by the Wind Maiden...?
Well……
Next time, I'll have to find a way to send them all to Yun Chunhua's place and hide them.
"That's true, Tianyu's eyes are a major flaw..."
"...Although I don't understand what you're saying, that should be it, that's right."
Yan Shiqun has never revealed his Blood Lotus Mark since three years ago.
He gets angry less and less often, and his control over his internal energy increases with age. After spending these years together, he not only calls Ruan Linglai his master, but also takes unexpected care of her and the others.
Aside from his stubbornness, he's still the same familiar Demon Lord.
To be honest, Qingjue originally thought that this child's personality would always be like that, and that they would always be at odds.
As expected, a reasonable Demon Lord is good; once feelings develop, he doesn't always talk about fighting and killing.
Yan Shiqun still wanted to go back; after all, it was his home, his final resting place. There were also many members of the Demonic Cult in Qianlun Mountain. He still wanted revenge; he still hated those people from back then.
But now he has a grander ambition: to make Qianlun Mountain as prosperous as Quanzhou and Zhangzhou.
Qingjue asked, "I'm quite curious. So it's possible to cultivate demonic arts without harming people? This is quite different from what's said in those folk tales. After all, people always associate bad people with demonic cultivators."
"Are all those who cultivate immortality properly good people?" Yan Shiqun snorted. "It's just that the cultivation methods are different. As for whether or not people kill, do you righteous people not kill? It doesn't matter which one you cultivate. People without so-called cultivation talent can still improve their strength if they join a demonic sect. I don't deny that most of these people are not mentally firm and will go astray, but that's because they lack a manager like me."
He spoke with such ferocity that he truly resembled a once-powerful demon lord. If one hadn't watched him grow up from childhood, and his childlike image had become deeply ingrained, one would probably have been genuinely frightened.
Qingjue happened to be the one who treated him like a parent.
"Is Xiaoyanzi very confident?"
"...I may not be able to beat the two of you, but that doesn't mean I'm not strong."
Jie Zhoujian innocently said, "I didn't mean to hit you hard, it's just that if I didn't hit you hard, I wouldn't be able to control you."
Yan Shiqun immediately became angry: "I don't want to hear your excuses!"
Qingjue chuckled at this memory.
Looking back now, Jie Zhoujian was really settling a personal score, as Yan Shiqun's attitude towards him wasn't very good at first.
...How come he hardly had any embarrassing moments during his daytime recollections?
Apart from the incident with Yuanmu Yuan, it seems that Jie Zhoujian has never cried again, and most of the time it seems that he is the one who comforts himself.
No matter what, as an elder, most of his memories are of being comforted by his eldest apprentice, which is really embarrassing.
Qingjue arranged their little stools neatly and stored them carefully in the cabinet.
Hmm... the fragments in my memory are all ordinary, everyday things. Apart from the Yuanmu Yuan incident, there don't seem to be any other events or plot points connected to it.
How will things unfold? Is it because the main characters haven't grown up yet? Will we have to wait until they're adults?
These children are all growing up healthily, and none of them seem to have any distorted thoughts. None of them have ever thought of overstepping their bounds, which is completely different from Qingjue's initial assumption that everything is a threat.
...But I always feel that the closer I get to adulthood, the more dangerous it is for me.
Is this a serious storyline? And it even has an age limit.
He thought about it all night, still lost in confusion about the plot, and the unease that was faintly revealed in his heart could not be ignored.
I couldn't find anything unusual in my memory, so I can only take it one step at a time.
Two days later, Qingjue still didn't get any special plot developments, but instead received a gift from Jie Zhoujian.
It was a small, long wooden box, which he hadn't opened yet and didn't know what was inside.
Aju's eyes widened: "Senior brother, you're so immoral! You actually secretly prepared a gift for yourself?"
Ruan Linglai was about to take the gold out of her Qiankun bag when she suddenly realized something and said, "Master's birthday isn't today, is it some special day?"
Jie Zhoujian shook his head: "It's not a special day. I was just inspired by Master's gift of the Heavenly Language Sword some time ago, and I thought I'd give it to Master."
Yan Shiqun couldn't help but ask curiously, "So you've been tinkering with this thing these past few days? Come on, open it up and take a look."
Wen Tianyu simply stared at the wooden box with his two eyes, one black and one white, hoping that its owner would open it.
Qingjue held the rectangular wooden box, gently stroking the intricately carved patterns on it, and suddenly felt a little uneasy.
He had received many gifts from these children since he was a child, but this was the first time he had received one so formally and carefully wrapped in a box.
What could be inside? He was very curious.
Jie said during the day, "It's alright if Master doesn't like it."
Qingjue immediately abandoned her so-called reserve: "How could I not like it? Of course I like it."
Opening the wooden box revealed a black folding fan.
“I spent some time learning how to make it from the older women in town. I also sewed the patterns on it, but they weren’t very well done.”
Several dark green leaf patterns are embroidered on the jet-black silk fabric, surrounded by golden lines that resemble smoke or ripples in water.
The wood has an excellent texture and is of high quality, but Qingjue couldn't tell what kind of wood it was yet.
The other children's eyes lit up, and they all praised him for making such a good fan so quickly on his first attempt. Jie Zhoujian humbly said that he had failed many times as well.
“Okay,” Qingjue picked up the fan and played with it in her hand for a moment, “It’s a fine fan, thank you Zhoujian… I really like it.”
This is a gift he received from one of the children he taught when they grew up.
It was also the first time he had received a gift since he grew up.
Because the children he taught in the previous years haven't had a chance to be given to him yet.
He's traveled through time, hasn't he?
Although the patterns on the fan are very simple, they look neat and tidy, which suits his aesthetic taste quite well.
Qingjue, thinking that she usually wore white or blue clothes, asked, "Why did you choose black?"
"I felt that the colors on Master's body were all light, but only his hair was dark. I liked Master's hair during the day, so I chose this color as the base color."
Qingjue smiled and said, "The embroidery on it is really beautiful."
Jie Zhoujian was a little embarrassed after being praised, and said, "It doesn't have a name yet. Master, please give it a name. Once it has a name, it will develop feelings for you."
"Hmm..." Qingjue opened his folding fan and fanned himself. After thinking for a moment, he raised his hand and used the fan to create a gust of wind, knocking down a branch of the tree on the courtyard wall not far away: "How about we call it Ten Thousand Mile Wind?"
His sword was named Mist-Green, and his folding fan was named Ten Thousand Miles Wind—the names were neat and matched.
Then, because Jie Zhoujian started this trend, he has been overwhelmed with gifts these past few days, all from his children.
They felt they should also send something, as it wasn't just their senior brother who was thinking of their master.
Yan Shiqun also said that he didn't want the dignified Demon Lord to be portrayed as ungrateful.
These are teenagers, how can they still be so childish? It's both laughable and exasperating.
In the middle of the night, I used a cleansing technique to deal with the pile of stuff in front of my door.
Don't use just anything as a gift! Where did these two tree branches come from? And what is this piece of paper...?
……letter?
They even wrote themselves thank-you notes?
Qingjue turned the envelope upside down with great anticipation and finally saw the front of the letter, with a signature in cloud pattern.
It was a letter from the Yun family.
Qingjue opened the envelope, and the handwriting was clearly not handwritten; it was a transmission of consciousness.
...
In the middle of the night, Ruan Linglai, panting, ran over, having just put on her coat: "What happened, Master? Why are you in such a hurry?"
When Ruan Linglai arrived, she discovered that it wasn't just her; almost everyone of some standing in the Qing family was there.
Ruan Linglai faintly heard her master's voice coming from inside:
"I don't know how long this trip will take... so I'll leave it to..."
Qingjue stood in the crowd and gave some instructions.
He is also considering whether or not to bring his apprentices along.
Once upon a time, he promised Jie Zhoujian that he wouldn't hide it from them.
But if we don't keep this from them, they'll definitely find a way to catch up.
Ruan Linglai stepped forward and asked Wen Tianyu, who was standing next to her, "What's wrong? Is something serious?"
Wen Tianyu said with a serious expression, "It is indeed a bit tricky. It is said that the young master of the Yun family sent a message that the Yun family was attacked and suffered heavy casualties."
Ruan Linglai exclaimed in surprise, "Young Master Yun? He's already sent a message to the Qing family..."
Over the years, everyone knows that Qingyun and Qingyun, two well-known figures, have been at odds.
Those who are close to them know that the two adults have a good relationship.
Although this kind of "goodness" is rather unconventional, it's definitely not the kind of person who would ask for help for every little thing.
The last time the Yun family came to help, it was because of an earthquake that affected the entire Quanzhou and Zhangzhou area.
After Qingjue finished explaining things, he thought for a long time, then turned to Xie Zhoujian beside him and said, "Zhoujian, come with me and the others to meet up with the Yun family."
Jie Zhoujian nodded. His strength was already above that of most of the Qing family members, so no one had any complaints about the arrangement.
"Xiao Yanzi and Tianyu, you should go there later. When you arrive in Liuchun, don't make a fuss or do anything rash."
Is this an attempt to separate them?
Yan Shiqun hesitated for a moment, then nodded in agreement under Qing Jue's serious gaze: "Mm."
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