"Well, hehe!" Li Mingke turned around and showed everyone the sword on his back.
"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Magege's eyes lit up as she looked at the patterns and gems on the sword hilt.
"How about it? Not bad, right? I said I wanted a sword, and my master specially took me to the Sword Pavilion to pick one out!" Li Mingke said, raising her chin high like a proud little swan.
"You think you can just ask for it and it'll come to us? I want one from my master too!" Wang Jingyuan practically glued his eyes to Li Mingke's sword, looking at it from left to right, finding it beautiful from every angle.
"Hey, do you think my old man became the Sword Pavilion Master just by chance? Let's wait until your master becomes the head of the immortal sect!" Ma Gege directly refused on behalf of her master.
"Why! It's not fair!" Wang Jingyuan thought of his master's appearance, and realized that becoming the head of the immortal sect was indeed a difficult task.
"Mingke, what's the name of your sword?" Chen Zifeng asked.
"Since it's my sword, it definitely needs a powerful name. I'll call it—Shattered Jade!"
"Shattered Jade! What a wonderful name!" Wang Jingyuan immediately flattered his cousin. "Only my cousin could come up with such a powerful and beautiful name! It perfectly complements your overall temperament!"
"Hmm!" Li Mingke was extremely proud of himself.
Chen Zifeng's eyelids twitched. Was it appropriate to put the words "domineering" and "elegant" together?
"Since it was Immortal Venerable Jinyun who personally led you to choose this sword, it must be extremely powerful!" Wang Jingyuan's claws moved from the blade to the hilt, wanting to take advantage of Li Mingke's inattention to pull the sword out and examine it closely.
However, Li Mingke was very careful and immediately saw through Wang Jingyuan's intention. "Jingyuan, where are you touching?" Wang Jingyuan missed.
"Can't I even touch it?" Wang Jingyuan was scolded by his cousin, looking as aggrieved as could be.
"Of course not! Only I can touch my sword!" Li Mingke was mainly afraid that Wang Jingyuan would discover that the broken jade could not be pulled out! She could imagine how Wang Jingyuan would laugh at her if such a thing really happened, and where would her dignity as his cousin be?
"My cousin is so stingy." Wang Jingyuan flicked his sleeve and pouted.
“It’s true, Jingyuan. There’s a saying among sword cultivators that one’s own sword cannot be touched by outsiders. You can ask Ma Gege if you don’t believe me.” Li Mingke quickly found a shield so that Wang Jingyuan wouldn’t think he was deliberately making things difficult for him.
Ma Gege, who was suddenly called out: ? How come I didn't know there was such a saying?
But when she saw Li Mingke winking at her, she could only say, "...That's true."
Seeing Wang Jingyuan's face instantly transform from melancholy to radiance, and him nodding in understanding, Ma Gege felt a wave of exasperation wash over her.
Wang Jingyuan is so pitiful. He's being played like a puppet by his cousin. Is Fengyulou doomed?
The four of them joked around for a while before finally getting to the most important topic.
"Mingke, did you return to Jiangtian specifically to see the Yao Nu pray for blessings?" Chen Zifeng asked her.
"Yes, I have a special connection with this year's Yao girl!" She embellished her story about how she met He Banjian and how she rescued him from the bully, leaving the three of them amazed.
"There really are people who name their children Banjian!" Ma Gege exclaimed in surprise.
In the world of cultivation, the name "Banjian" itself isn't anything special, but considering the experiences of its owner, it's not exactly a good name. Parents usually name their children with good intentions, and nobody wants their child to end up like Lin Banjian.
"Sigh, the Yao girl is called He Banjian. I think she is really beautiful. I wonder if she will cause a bloodbath like that Fairy Banjian." Ma Gege shook her head as she spoke, but Wang Jingyuan covered her mouth. "Gege, you can't say such things."
Ma Gege realized the status Yao Nu held in the Great Ye Dynasty, and hurriedly looked left and right, afraid that others would hear what she had just said. Fortunately, they were currently in the Chen family, and the maids were keeping their distance so as not to disturb them.
She whispered to Chen Zifeng, "Zifeng, if someone had heard what I said and reported me, what would have happened to me?"
Chen Zifeng thought for a moment, "At the very least, he would be locked up in prison, but the current situation is probably more serious, and execution is not out of the question."
"Huh? What's going on now?" Maggege was confused.
"The emperor is seriously ill and has not appeared in public for a long time. If he passes away shortly after you say this, some people will say it's your fault and ask you to go and accompany the emperor to apologize to him in person."
"This is outrageous! If I really had that kind of ability, why would I need to cultivate swords? I could just talk a few words every day and count money until my hands are sore!"
"If you really want to, you can give it a try."
"This... forget it." Ma Gege had struggled to crawl out of a pile of corpses, and she hadn't had enough of enjoying life yet after all that hardship!
“Well then, everyone—” Li Mingke’s voice drew everyone’s attention, “To celebrate my return to the four-person team today, and also to welcome the Yao Maiden’s blessing tomorrow—let’s have a big meal today!”
"Oh!!!" Wang Jingyuan and Ma Gege raised their hands in agreement.
"Why isn't our leader saying anything?" Li Mingke asked Chen Zifeng.
Seeing the three of them looking at him with bright, expectant eyes, Chen Zifeng smiled and said, "Alright, let's all have a good time today!"
They deliberately chose a pavilion by the water, hung colorful gauze curtains around it, and hired the Chen family's band to play. The maids, carrying food boxes, swarmed into the pavilion like fish, put them down, and then filed out in an orderly fashion. Laughter and chatter came from inside the pavilion, startling the swans on the water, which fluttered away to other places.
Watching the group of people making a ruckus from behind the artificial hill, Chen Ziyue sighed, "It's so good to be young!"
Jinzhu, who was behind her, held her hand and smiled, "Young Master has certainly lived up to your expectations."
"Yes!" Chen Zifeng's current figure overlapped with the memories in her eyes. "Sending him to the Immortal Sect was truly the best decision I ever made. If my parents could see this, they would be very gratified!"
Jinzhu wiped her eyes with a handkerchief. "Now that the master has taken over the Chen family, and the young master has also made progress in his studies, the master and madam in heaven must be very happy."
"yes……"
That was an endless abyss that would appear even in Chen Ziyue's dreams.
The sudden deaths of Chen's parents instantly plunged twelve-year-old Chen Ziyue and seven-year-old Chen Zifeng into a vortex of conflict. The Chen family was powerful and wealthy, coveted by countless people both openly and secretly; now was the perfect opportunity to strike.
Chen Zifeng was young and naive, while Chen Ziyue had been helping to manage the family business for many years. So she resolutely sent Chen Zifeng into the immortal sect. No matter how much Chen Zifeng cried and made a fuss, she never compromised. She then moved among the various families that had been on good terms with the Chen family in the early years.
No one knows exactly what she did or what deals she made with other families. All that is known is that the Chen family maintained its position amidst the turmoil and continued to grow stronger.
“I used to worry that Zifeng would be a loner and no one would want to play with him, but now, seeing that he has so many good friends, I’m really happy!”
"Yes, sir, the young master is already so grown up, you don't need to worry about him anymore. You should think more about your own important life matters!"
"You silly child!" Chen Ziyue flicked Jinzhu on the forehead.
"Let's go, Jinzhu. They're definitely going to keep making a scene until very late. I'm not going to stay here and watch them."
"Yes, sir."
Chen Ziyue left with Jinzhu.
The swan that had flown away returned for some reason, cawing and adding a touch of fun to the performance nearby.
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