Is Chapter 31 correct?
Qingjue smiled and said, "This thing is not easy to control, so I originally wanted to give it to you later."
Ruan Linglai immediately became excited: "What is it? Master, I can learn it! I'm a quick learner, I can learn it!"
Qingjue took out a roll of silver thread from the Qiankun Belt in his sleeve.
"Silver thread?"
"I noticed that you wield these kinds of magical artifacts exceptionally well. Your physical skills are excellent and your strength is superb, so I took a closer look. This silver thread is made from the silk spun by a hundred-year-old celestial silkworm moth. Don't be fooled by how thin it is; it is extremely resilient and can cut through iron like mud... However, if not used properly, it can easily injure yourself and your companions. You need to practice diligently to learn it."
Ruan Linglai took the roll of silver thread and said, "Master, can you practice with me now?"
"Of course, we can go to the backyard and not play with them."
"good!"
Ruan Linglai was overjoyed with her new weapon and skipped her math class, practicing with Qingjue until sunset.
She was also an extremely talented person; the silver thread in her hands quickly became a deadly weapon, and she even cut the stone sculpture in the backyard into pieces.
Elder Wuliang loved that stone carving the most, and now that it's been discovered, he's bound to get a scolding.
However, martial artists can't afford to be too concerned about things. Over the years, Qingjue and his children have often been seen climbing on roofs and tearing off tiles, so the elders have gotten used to it.
They didn't stop until their stomachs were growling.
Qingjue put away his Misty Green sword and said, "How is it? Is it easy to use now?"
"Hmm, I feel like I can control it about 80% now."
"Let's rest first, and practice slowly later."
Ruan Linglai took Qingjue's hand and spoke to him, instantly forgetting her earlier disappointment: "Okay, Master is the best!"
Ruan Linglai was raised by Qingjue from a young age; she was practically his own daughter.
His older brother, Ruan Lingze, doesn't have that talent, but he's very smart and will inherit the family business in the future.
Over the years, he had actually only met Ruan Linglai's brother a few times. When he was a child, he only ever saw her father. Her father was always worried about his daughter, and things only got a little better in recent years.
My impression of Ruan Lingze is still from two years ago, when a few teenagers came to her house to play.
Ruan Lingze is a very scholarly person, and he also dotes on his younger sister. No wonder this little girl often mentions how much she loves her brother.
And you know, characters in books like this are usually quite good-looking.
A few days later, Wen Tianyu had already chosen a name for the sword: "Ji Wu" (寂无).
He said he liked quiet, and the sword was very lightweight, so he gave it a somewhat mysterious name, which could also be considered a tribute to the vanished Yuanmu Yuan.
Aju asked, "Since this sword contains a part of the divine tree, can it possess the ability to manipulate trees and spiritual energy fields like Sister Muyuan?"
Qingjue shook his head and gave an explanation: "The divine tree only gave this sword a better ability to integrate spiritual power. Muyuan can control trees and magnetic fields because she herself is a fairy separated from the divine tree. To put it bluntly, this small part is far from reaching that level. Moreover, even she herself, after Yuanmuyuan became wasteland, her abilities were greatly reduced."
Aju said disappointedly, "I thought this sword would be different from the others. If it really is, it would be so cool."
“A sword is just a tool; true ability comes from the user,” Qingjue patted his head and said, “Using it well is the most important thing.”
Ruan Linglai: "Judging from this level of thinking, Master is indeed different from us."
Wen Tianyu then replied, "Not being special is the best."
Ruan Linglai: "Junior Brother Wen is quite insightful!"
Yan Shiqun: "He is a descendant of the Heavenly Eye. How could he be worthy of such supernatural power without a certain level of intellectual understanding?"
Wen Tianyu: "I am ashamed to say that my control over my eyes is not yet sufficient to reach the heavens."
Ruan Linglai: "Don't say that, I think it's already amazing!"
The children started discussing other things again, their topics changing too quickly. Qingjue sat helplessly to the side, drinking tea.
Wen Tianyu isn't usually good at fighting, but these past few days, after getting the new sword, he's been practicing diligently, like a child with a new toy.
After a while, Ruan Linglai's control over the silver threads stabilized considerably, and she was able to manipulate objects remotely. The silver threads moved freely under the clear sky according to her thoughts, and almost tore down the courtyard wall.
Ruan Linglai felt guilty after being caught by Qinghuan: "Oh dear."
On the other side, Aju, whose sideburns had been shaved off, said: "I'm not fighting anymore, I'm not fighting anymore. Why are you all challenging me to a duel? You all have new weapons, it's not fair."
Wen Tianyu sheathed his sword: "Compared to Junior Brother Yan, you are more measured."
From the tree outside the courtyard: "I'm listening."
Wen Tianyu wiped the sword and gave a perfunctory reply: "Mhm."
Ruan Linglai walked over and felt that she was in a very good state. Aju was indeed too easy for her to bully, so she looked left and right, wanting to find a way to fight during the day.
But strangely enough, their senior brother has been missing for the past few days.
Ruan Linglai looked up and asked the wild goose resting in the tree, "Have you seen Senior Brother?"
"Him?" Yan Shiqun frowned and thought for a moment, then said, "I didn't see him when I went out this morning. He's been getting up very early these past few days and is always out and about. I guess he's out doing odd jobs for the people again."
"That's strange. What is Senior Brother going there for? There haven't been any ferocious beasts around lately, so the town should be quite safe."
In recent years, whenever news of trouble broke out, Jie Zhoujian was always the first to rush to the front lines. People's opinions of him have indeed changed a lot, which makes the old lady who makes osmanthus cakes very gratified.
She said that Jie Zhoujian was a good child.
Yan Shiqun did a backflip and jumped down from the tree: "Why don't we just ask Master?"
"Oh, okay... Speaking of which, didn't you previously refuse to call me Master?"
The goose, suddenly startled, recalled the fear of being disowned and ruled by daylight when it was no longer addressed with respectful titles.
"Then mind your own business!"
Ruan Linglai rolled her eyes at him and said, "Tch!"
Unfortunately, Qingjue was not in the house either.
Over the past nine years, he tried various methods and searched for various clues, but he not only gained nothing from the main plot, but also remained completely clueless about the truth of what happened back then.
It couldn't be a problem with his ability that he was stuck at such a crucial point. He had secretly asked Wen Tianyu, hoping to see some clues through that eye, but to no avail.
You must understand that if Wen Tianyu can't see something, it must be something strongly related to the plot, either he or Xie Zhoujian.
As Wen Tianyu grew older, he could see more and more concrete things. The stronger his abilities became, the stronger the headaches he suffered from the backlash. So Qingjue specially made a pendant to suppress his abilities. If the pendant was not removed, his white eye would be no different from an ordinary eye except for its color.
I don't know what kind of spoiler mechanism this plot uses. I've checked everything I can, but I still can't move forward.
Moreover, he had a vague feeling that although the previous ten years or so were real for them, they were just a prelude, and the real story was only just beginning to unfold.
Now only Ruan Linglai is still without a sword, so it can be said that the main characters' weapons are basically all complete.
So Qingjue has been patrolling outside all this time, not wanting to miss anything. His children are all teenagers, capable of taking care of themselves and very disciplined in their cultivation, so he doesn't need to keep an eye on them all the time. It's still more terrifying to have a plot-driven death.
...Speaking of which, why did he so firmly believe that this was a novel? Upon closer examination, it's possible that it's simply a world of cultivation.
He was particularly worried that his teacher, Zhang Xiaoman, might be involved in the incident, but apart from having more gray hair in recent years, she hadn't changed much. The academy was still open as always, and Zhang Xiaoman was just an ordinary teacher in this world.
Because of his special status, Qingjue couldn't visit her often, but he was content as long as he knew she was living well in this world.
...Whether it's a novel or anything else, you can't be too careful. You should know how many protagonists or villains have died from carelessness. In recent years, even when fighting a small monster, you have to finish it off several times.
He didn't return until evening after patrolling outside. Before he even landed, he saw a person standing at the main gate of the Qing family.
During the daytime.
What's that kid doing standing at the door?
“Master,” Xie Zhoujian said, “the wind is strong outside, why don’t you wear an outer garment? You’re so thin, what if you catch a cold?”
Qingjue smoothly sheathed her sword: "You're only a teenager, why are you acting like an old woman? Did you learn that from your senior brother Qinghuan?"
Jie Zhoujian draped the outer garment he was holding over him, saying, "Zhoujian wouldn't dare, I just wanted to remind Master."
"What are you waiting for standing here?"
"When you came back, I heard them say that you were still outside."
Qingjue smiled helplessly. The only thing this kid hadn't changed in ten years was his habit of sticking to him.
Now he's grown into a young man. The little boy who used to be shorter than one of his legs has become increasingly handsome and dashing. The male lead is indeed good-looking.
Qingjue also observed his relationship with his junior sisters and brothers. Indeed, they never overstepped the bounds and their relationship was more like friendship and family. Ruan Linglai was the same. As the only girl, she had no intention of falling in love with anyone.
As an elder, Qingjue is very happy to see such a scene, where everyone is a good child and helps each other.
But as a time traveler, he was terrified that all his little apprentices would kiss him.
That's really dangerous.
"Master, please stop staring at me," Jie Zhoujian looked away. "Is there something dirty on your face?"
"Ah, no," Qingjue said as he walked, realizing he was too engrossed in his thoughts, and quickly turned his head away. "I'm just looking around."
This kid... he looks so handsome now that he's grown up.
Holy crap, is that right?
He's my apprentice! My own apprentice! Your relationship can only be that of father and son!
Jie asked during the day, "So what has Master been busy with these past few days?"
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Author's Note: There are still some typos; let's correct them together when we have time. Thanks for pointing them out.
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