Chapter 384 The Boys of That Time (Thirty-Seven)
But this time they couldn't control the situation.
There was nothing they could do but wait. When they were bored, they saw Qianqing.
The main problem is that Qianqing is too arrogant. A sword, flashing with a light that doesn't recognize family members, is a combination of chuunibyou (adolescent delusions of grandeur) and snake spirit. Who can pretend not to see it?
Then the elder spoke up: "Whose natal sword is this?"
So spiritual.
Sword cultivators raise their swords from a young age, living and eating with their masters. It's not impossible to raise a sword spirit that is satisfactory after ten years or more. However, a sword spirit with such a unique personality is very rare.
The assistant director put on a pair of sunglasses, looking aloof and pretentious: "Oh, this is Gu Yanjing's sword."
Upon hearing this, the elder had a thought.
This guy named Gu Yanjing is probably the reincarnation of some powerful being, which is why he has a natal sword and a dharma form, but he doesn't seem to know how to use it.
Isn't that a huge waste?
The elder reached out and beckoned to Qianqing: "What's your name?"
Qianqing ignored him; he was His Majesty the Vermilion Bird's divine sword, a sword of great prestige.
"Ha, so unruly, you come here to me, old man?"
But they wanted him to be arrogant, so he got up and tried to grab Qianqing.
Qianqing wasn't going to tolerate him; several dazzling, Mary Sue-esque beams of light swiftly defeated the old man.
The old man fell to the ground, not spitting blood, but his face was deathly pale.
Everyone panicked and tried to grab Qianqing.
Even Qianqing panicked.
Damn, this old man is trying to scam him. It's true what they say in novels.
Heartbroken, she flew away, leaving behind a mess.
Waaaaah, when will Master come back? He misses Master's Daoist partner so much.
After all, his master's Daoist partner was his biological father.
Why did his own father give him away to his master back then? Wouldn't it have been better for him to use him himself?
Is it because you think he's not good enough?
Thinking about it makes me incredibly sad.
Lu Lingjun: Naturally, it's because you're too good. Only the best in the world is worthy of my darling.
There was nothing on the mountaintop, it was pitch black, there weren't even any trees. Gu Yanjing was a little sleepy and couldn't help but yawn.
Lu Lingjun saw this and asked, "Would you like to take a break?"
Gu Yan glanced at Lu Lingjun with a look of utter disbelief, as if he were looking at a ghost: "Are you stupid? Where is this place? How are you going to sleep?"
Lu Lingjun: "It's alright, I won't let anyone disturb you if you want to sleep."
Gu Yanjing didn't reply, but twirled the kitchen knife in his hand: "Let's deal with this beast first."
Why doesn't he want to go back to his bed? Why does he have to sleep on the grass in the wild, with a dog next to him who's always lusting after him?
"This one isn't good enough, use this instead." Lu Lingjun took the kitchen knife from Gu Yanjing's hand and handed him his sword.
His sword and the sword were forged together. Well, they were made from the leftover scraps from making the sword. They weren't particularly good, but they were old, so they were still pretty awesome to use.
Gu Yanjing caught the sword and instinctively wanted to drop it, but the sword seemed to be very familiar to him, obediently held in his hand, and its shimmering light illuminated the grass beside him.
On the grass, there lay a huge snake head, watching them chat, for who knows how long.
"Is this what you humans call love?"
The snake with horns on its head, its tongue painted, asked the two of them.
Gu Yanjing's forehead veins throbbed, and he instinctively stabbed at the sword.
What a moron! He was talking to Lu Lingjun, and this beast dared to interrupt.
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