Chapter 46 Immortal Lord 046%
The sword that Xie Qingxun gave to Qu Yaoyao was not an ordinary immortal sword. To a certain extent, it could be said to be a part of his body.
He didn't like Mo Xuanxiao, so naturally, this magic sword wouldn't like him either. A domineering man would show a strong possessiveness towards things he hated, so when he saw Qu Yaoyao trying to get close to Mo Xuanxiao, he simply put his arms around her waist and held her in his arms.
"What are you doing?" Qu Yaoyao patted his arm.
She was not short, being of medium height among the female cultivators. However, Xie Qingxun was too tall, so she could be considered a dwarf in front of him. When he hugged her like this, her light body almost left the ground, like a weak animal in his hands.
Mo Xuanxiao's wrist was numb from the shock, and he froze in his tracks with a pale face. He suppressed the fishy-sweet feeling rising in his throat and called out softly, "Master."
Xie Qingxun didn't even need to ask to be driven away. A skilled observer of expressions, he knew exactly how unwelcome he was, so after completing his formalities, he took the initiative to withdraw. As he left, although facing Qu Yaoyao, he didn't look up at her. Instead, he looked at the velvet flowers on her embroidered shoes and said respectfully, "Disciple Xuanxiao has disturbed Madam Yao. I will return to accept my punishment."
How did he disturb her? Why should he be punished?!
Qu Yaoyao was puzzled. "No, you didn't disturb me. It was clearly..."
Before he could finish his words, the grip on her waist intensified. Qu Yaoyao cried out in pain, feeling somewhat angry. She slapped him hard and said, "Xie Qingxun, you're squeezing me so hard."
"What do you want to do?" Why is he so fierce as soon as he comes back?
Xie Qingxun didn't want to do anything, he simply didn't want to see her talking to someone he disliked. As soon as Mo Xuanxiao left, he simply picked up Qu Yaoyao with one arm and held her against a nearby tree.
"Why did you let Mo Xuanxiao touch the sword?" Xie Qingxun lowered his eyes to stare at her and gave her a tree bang as described in the book.
Qu Yaoyao leaned against the tree, unable to retreat. She didn't feel the shyness described in the book, but instead felt a strong sense of oppression. She sniffed, grabbed Xie Qingxun's wrist, and said softly, "Can't anyone else touch it?"
"No." Xie Qingxun would not tolerate any refusal.
At this time, Qu Yaoyao still didn't understand why Xie Qingxun cared so much about the sword. She just thought he was overbearing and weird. She didn't understand why he gave the sword to her and was so reluctant to let others touch it. But when she understood, the damage was already irreparable.
Fortunately, Qu Yaoyao didn't argue with Xie Qingxun at this time. She nodded with a good temper. Since she couldn't find out the reason, she chose to accept the compromise and coaxed him like a chicken pecking at rice: "No, then no, I'm wrong, okay..."
"Don't be angry, you didn't tell me before." In her world, she doesn't understand what selfish possession is.
Xie Qingxun's expression softened slightly due to her attitude. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Isn't that still my fault?"
"No, no, no, it's my fault."
Qu Yaoyao changed from patting his arm to gently stroking it, and said playfully, "It's Yaoyao's fault. Yaoyao will definitely not let anyone else touch this sword next time."
Speaking of this sword, Qu Yaoyao quickly changed the subject, "It doesn't have a name yet. What do you think we should name it?"
Xie Qingxun loosened his arms slightly and lowered the man from the tree. Glancing at the long sword suspended in the air, he said nonchalantly, "Whatever you want."
"As I say..." Qu Yaoyao thought for a moment and said seriously, "Don't you hate dragons? This sword has a phoenix totem on it, so why not call it the Dragon Slayer Sword?"
Buzz——
The long sword vibrated and hummed, and it was unclear whether it was out of joy or dissatisfaction.
Xie Qingxun's eyelashes trembled. He could clearly sense Changjian's emotions, so he tilted his head to look at her and asked, "Are you serious?"
Qu Yaoyao looked back at him innocently, and asked a little embarrassedly, "What's wrong?"
"Don't you like it?"
It doesn't matter, she has another name.
She suggested several more ideas, but they were all dismissed by Xie Qingxun's increasingly cold expression. Finally, Qu Yaoyao thought of the best one and tugged at the hem of his clothes, saying, "Why not call it the Green Lotus Sword?"
The Qing in Xie Qingxun’s name, the Lian in Xiao Xuelian’s name.
This name finally made Xie Qingxun smile a little. He understood the meaning of the sword name and asked, "Why not Qingyao Sword?"
He was very clear-headed and knew clearly that Qu Yaoyao was Qu Yaoyao, Xiao Xuelian was Xiao Xuelian, and there was his Xuelian in her body, but it was not it after all.
Seeing Qu Yaoyao stunned, he perhaps realized that the Qu Yaoyao now was not the real Qu Yaoyao, but the incarnation of her so-called sister, so he asked: "What is your real name?"
Qu Yaoyao doesn’t have a real name.
When Xie Qingxun asked this question, she felt as if a small hole had been punctured in her hazy mind, and the dense emotions of human beings seeped into her blood and bones, making her no longer pure.
Yes, why did she call it the Qinglian Sword instead of the Qingyao Sword?
Because she herself knew that Yao could not represent all of her. As a lotus raised by Xie Qingxun, she wanted to accompany him with her true identity.
"I..." Qu Yaoyao felt what selfishness was.
Blinking a few times, she smiled and said, "My real name is Lian."
The snow lotus you raised.
Xie Qingxun's eyes flickered slightly, mistaking it for Qu Lianlian. He sneered softly and said in an unclear tone, "What a coincidence."
Some coincidences are no longer coincidences when they become too frequent.
Qu Yaoyao didn't want to discuss this topic too much. She sighed and leaned her little head against Xie Qingxun, hugged his arm and said, "I really like the name Qinglian. You are in me and I am in you. We share life and death together. No one can live without the other. How wonderful."
"Although my name is Qu Yaoyao now, I just like the word 'Lian'."
Seeing that Xie Qingxun remained silent, she stopped forcing him and said, "Why don't you get up?"
She returned the right to name him back, complaining a little, "You said it was up to me, but in the end, you still have the final say."
After seeing Qu Yaoyao's ability to name, Xie Qingxun didn't bother to be polite with her. His eyes fell on the sword and he was in a trance for a moment. Qu Yaoyao's words "You are in me, I am in you" echoed in his ears.
Thin rays of sunlight streamed down his shoulders. He was silent for a moment and said, "Let's call him Lian Chao."
This is the true meaning of "you in me, me in you".
"Lian Chao." Qu Yaoyao opened her eyes wide and whispered these two words while looking at the magic sword.
The magic sword flashed with golden light and returned to Qu Yaoyao's hands in the blink of an eye.
"It seems to like this name very much." Qu Yaoyao held up the sword and basked in the sunlight, tilting her head to look at the bright and shining fairy sword.
"Lian Chao, Lian Chao..." After repeating the name several times, Qu Yaoyao found it more and more pleasant to hear, so she smiled and said, "Then your name will be Lian Chao from now on."
Withdraw the sword, gather the brightest light in the world,
This is Qu Yaoyao’s understanding of the sword’s name, her only understanding.
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Qu Yingsi went to see Xie Qingxun for no other reason than to ask Xie Qingxun to let Qu Yaoyao return to Xingyang Sect to stay for a few days.
The world of cultivation does not have as many rules as the mortals in the lower world. There is no such thing as returning to one's parents' home after marriage. They cultivate to be free and unrestrained. However, Qu Yaoyao's wedding was too turbulent. Qu Yingsi was worried about her daughter, so it was not excessive to make such a request.
"Do you want to go back?" Xie Qingxun did not directly agree to Qu Yingsi at that time, but said that he would ask Qu Yaoyao's opinion.
Of course Qu Yaoyao wanted to go back. She didn't have a deep relationship with Qu Yingsi, but she always cared about Qu Yushu, so she nodded without thinking. Xie Qingxun's face turned cold, "You agreed so quickly."
She could choose what to say, but it was all for the sake of appearance. Xie Qingxun leaned back on the golden chair and said leisurely, "The Fairy Sword Conference is less than a month away. I've been busy lately and won't be accompanying you back."
So you've decided that if you leave, you won't be able to see me for several days.
Qu Yaoyao didn't understand the hidden meaning of his words and nodded, "This way you can just focus on your own things and I won't bother you."
She thought she had made very clear arrangements and even took credit for it, saying, "Am I very sensible?"
Looking at her innocent and sweet smile, Xie Qingxun said, "Heh."
He wasn't joking with Qu Yaoyao. Given his status, no matter how much he doted on her, he couldn't accompany her back to Xingyang Sect. Such behavior would arouse suspicion from other sects, and his obvious bias would cause trouble and drag the Xingyang Sect into the vortex.
Fortunately, Qu Yaoyao didn't care about these things and packed up to go back early the next morning.
Since the distance wasn't too far, she didn't bring any clothes. While waiting for the sedan chair to arrive, she watered the flowers near the bedroom. From a distance, she heard someone calling, "Senior Brother Mo."
Qu Yaoyao looked over and saw several white-robed cultivators approaching from the corridor not far away. They stopped and lazily saluted the person opposite them. One of them asked with a smile, "Brother Mo, long time no see. So you're going to feed the cranes right after you get back?"
"How could that be? Brother Mo, you're covered in tools. It looks like you're going to help out at the Du'e Academy. The brothers there should be thanking you."
A group of people blocked most of the corridor. Qu Yaoyao could only see a corner of a dark-robed figure among the white-robed people, and half a head that towered over the others. After the dark-robed figure passed through the crowd, Qu Yaoyao saw clearly that the Mo Senior Brother they were talking about was indeed Mo Xuanxiao.
"Please make way." He was dressed in a smart black shirt with narrow sleeves, his black hair was tied up, he was holding a wooden bucket in one hand and a broom in the other, and there were some miscellaneous things tied on his back.
Sensitively aware of Qu Yaoyao's gaze, he tilted his head and paused for a moment when he saw the bright girl among the flowers.
Qu Yaoyao wore the pink dress Xie Qingxun had chosen for her today, draped over a matching white velvet cape. The bells and beaded curtains on her shoulders jingled. She stood among the flowers, unaware that she was even more dazzling than them. Bathed in the sunlight, she waved to Mo Xuanxiao.
She was greeting him.
Mo Xuanxiao was stunned for a moment, then a smile appeared on the corner of his lips. Since it was not convenient to talk to Qu Yaoyao at the moment, he just nodded to her.
Without stopping, Mo Xuanxiao's figure quickly disappeared from the corridor. The group of white-robed cultivators strolling leisurely along the corridor immediately changed their expressions when they saw him leave. They pouted and said, "How can he be considered a disciple of the Immortal Venerable? We really gave him honor by bowing to him just now."
"Yes, he bears the title of Immortal Master's disciple and does menial work every day. Look at the other Immortal Masters, Tianci and Dishu, who are no less glorious than him? Even the female Immortal Master is superior to him, and he still dares to be arrogant to us."
As they walked along, they didn't notice Qu Yaoyao in the flowers. She was still shouting, "I've said it before, Immortal Qingxi doesn't like him at all. You guys were trying so hard to curry favor with him before. He's a complete loser. I guess the Immortal Qingxi didn't teach him a damn thing."
"If I were him, I would have asked to leave the sect long ago and hidden in the caves in the lower realm. If he had been more sensible and left, it would have made room for others. Maybe Immortal Qingxi would have accepted me as his disciple."
"You?" Everyone laughed, not caring whether Mo Xuanxiao could hear them or not. "I still think I can become Qingxi Immortal Venerable's disciple. Anyway, when the Immortal Sword Conference starts, we'll all show our true skills in the arena. I will definitely beat you to tears."
"Then Mo Xuanxiao must also kneel down and call me grandpa."
Qu Yaoyao was stunned.
She didn't think too much about it at first, nor did she hear the hostility of this group of people towards Mo Xuanxiao, but when these vicious and undisguised words came directly into her ears, Qu Yaoyao felt more and more uncomfortable.
Mo Xuanxiao is not a waste.
Qu Yaoyao felt it clearly that day. When Mo Xuanxiao was instructing her on sword moves, he understood them very thoroughly and cleverly. He was modest and gentle, yet wise, which was a great help to her.
Although she wasn't that familiar with Mo Xuanxiao, she couldn't bear to hear others insulting him like that. She was about to run over to argue with them, but she took two steps and suddenly took a step back. Someone behind her grabbed her hood and pulled her back, asking, "Where are you going?"
Qu Yaoyao leaned back into his arms and looked up to see Xie Qingxun's face. She seemed to have found a savior and quickly complained, pointing towards the corridor, "They said bad things about your apprentice."
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Xie Qingxun heard it.
Wu Suowei smiled, wrapped Qu Yaoyao's hand with his big palm, and nodded gently in response, "Let's go."
The sedan chair has arrived at the door.
Qu Yaoyao refused to give up. She thought Xie Qingxun didn't understand what she meant, so she explained it twice more and said on Mo Xuanxiao's behalf, "They are all your disciples, so why should they bully Mo Xuanxiao?"
Watching the group of people leave, Qu Yaoyao saw that Xie Qingxun's expression was indifferent and he still had no reaction. She couldn't help but think back to the previous two times and vaguely realized something.
"What they say can't be true, right?"
"Xie Qingxun." Qu Yaoyao didn't mean anything else, she just wanted to get the point across, "Do you really not like Mo Xuanxiao?"
Xie Qingxun paused, seemingly losing his patience. His tone suddenly became very calm, "This is not something you should be concerned about."
Grasping Qu Yaoyao's wrist tightly, he looked at her coldly and asked, "Are you leaving or not?"
Really, he changes his face as soon as he says so;
It was even faster than the change of expression of the group of people in the corridor just now.
The author has something to say: Here I am.
Just now, a big moth jumped out of the house and flew past my cheek, scaring me so much that I screamed and tossed and turned for a while.
The name of the sword has been decided. The name Lian Chao actually has a deeper meaning if you dig deeper.
Thank you all for your active participation. I will pick out a few nice and meaningful names to give out in red envelopes. Although they cannot be used as sword names, they can be used as people's names or other things in the future. Merry Christmas!
Thanks to the little angels who cast mines: 1 for Yueying Tsinghua;
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