Chapter 56 Immortal Lord 056%
Among the four disciples, Mo Xuanyu's residence is the farthest from the Immortal Lord's bedroom.
Qu Yaoyao had visited the other three disciples' courtyards before. The most luxurious was undoubtedly Gu Tianci's, followed by Huang Ying and Di Shu. She hadn't given it much thought, so when she found Mo Xuanxiao's courtyard, she was stunned for a moment. Compared to the other three, Mo Xuanxiao's residence could be described as desolate.
Fortunately, Mo Xuanxiao himself knew how to clean up. Although the yard looked run-down from the outside, it was clean and tidy with flowers and grass inside. Moreover, because the residence was too remote and run-down, the residence Mo Xuanxiao was assigned was actually the largest.
"Mrs. Yao?" Mo Xuanxiao was very surprised to see Qu Yaoyao coming.
In his own residence, he was still wearing a simple black robe with narrow sleeves, his black hair was tied up high, his eyes were bright and his skin was fair, he looked clean and neat.
Seeing his hair sticky and his breathing quickened, Qu Yaoyao asked puzzledly, "Are you hot?"
The weather has been getting warmer these days and the wind is indeed not as cold anymore.
Mo Xuanxiao wiped the sweat from his face and said, "I'm practicing sword."
The Immortal Sword Conference was approaching, and this was Mo Xuanxiao's first time participating. He wasn't aiming for first place, only to make it to the final round, and ideally, to enter a secret realm for cultivation.
Qu Yaoyao didn't understand any of this, so she could only encourage him, "You're such a great swordsman, you'll definitely be able to do it."
Mo Xuanxiao smiled bitterly and shook his head, "I hope so."
It wasn't that he was being modest, but rather that he was very self-aware and knew his own limitations. Even if he had immense talent, Xie Qingxun wouldn't teach him anything. Since he became Xie Qingxun's disciple, he'd done a lot of dirty work, yet he hadn't learned as much as the disciples at the main sect.
Obviously, Qu Yaoyao didn't know this. Mo Xuanxiao didn't intend to tell her about this. "Madam, is there something you want to talk to me about?"
"No, I'm here to give you something." She handed him the medical book in her hand.
The medical book was worn, but it was very old. Even though Qu Yaoyao knew nothing about it, her intuition told her that it was extraordinary. After explaining the origin of the book, she saw Mo Xuanxiao reading it attentively, so she leaned in and asked, "Can this medical book help you?"
Mo Xuanxiao glanced through a few pages and felt that there was something odd about the book. However, out of courtesy, he replied, "I like it very much. Thank you, ma'am."
"You're so polite." Qu Yaoyao felt a little embarrassed. "Last time, Lian Chao accidentally hurt you, and I didn't have time to apologize to you."
"Lian Chao?" Mo Xuanxiao had obviously forgotten about this matter and didn't know what Lian Chao meant.
Qu Yaoyao shook her wrist and said with a smile, "It's my sword."
"So it's called Lian Chao." Mo Xuanxiao understood. Seeing Qu Yaoyao smile, he couldn't help but smile too. He muttered the name softly, "Lian Jin Chao Guang, Sheng Ming Zai Zhang, what a beautiful name."
When these words came out of Mo Xuanxiao's mouth, Qu Yaoyao was stunned. She couldn't help but say, "This is the name Xie Qingxun came up with."
Mo Xuanxiao's smile faltered slightly, and he lowered his eyes and said, "Master must love you very much."
If it weren't for love, how could someone bestow such a vibrant and sunny name upon their Taoist companion's immortal sword? Mo Xuanxiao sensed the hope Xie Qingxun placed in this sword in this name, a romantic and tender one.
He sighed silently, realizing that his master also had such a tender side. It was a pity that he would never treat him that way.
"Yaoyao." At this time, Qu Yaoyao suddenly heard Chong'an's voice in her ears.
She couldn't remember how long it had been since she last heard his voice. She was stunned when she heard it. Chong'an didn't give her time to react and said directly: "Tell Mo Xuanxiao to study this medical book seriously. He will definitely achieve something in the future."
Qu Yaoyao suppressed her excitement at Chong'an's appearance and had just finished repeating what she had said when Chong'an said, "Tell him again that this Immortal Sword Conference is an opportunity for him, but opportunities don't always come. If he just takes it easy, he will only be fit to do odd jobs in the Immortal Ruins."
This was a bit harsh, and Qu Yaoyao couldn't say it out loud, so she changed to a gentler tone and asked, "Have you thought about what you want to do in the future?"
"Do you want to be Xie Qingxun's apprentice forever?"
Mo Xuanxiao didn't want to.
His calm heart was stirred by Qu Yaoyao's words, but he was still puzzled: "Why did you suddenly..."
Suddenly I told him this.
Qu Yaoyao didn't know either, but she noticed that Chong'an intended to train Mo Xuanxiao.
She was a very attentive person. She could see that Mo Xuanxiao was being bullied and suppressed everywhere in the Immortal Ruins. After understanding Chong'an's intentions, she made an exaggerated gesture with her fingers and said, "I can calculate."
She pinched her fingers and fiddled with a passage. "I calculated that you have an extraordinary destiny. You will achieve great things in the future. Heaven has its eyes. As long as you are willing to work hard, even the heavens will help you. You will eventually become the person you most want to be."
"Mo Xuanxiao, do you know what kind of person you most want to be?"
Mo Xuanxiao looked at Qu Yaoyao with a complicated expression and shook his head hesitantly.
Qu Yaoyao smiled and patted his shoulder to comfort him. "It's okay. You'll know it later."
What kind of person does he want to be?
A faint lotus fragrance still lingered in his nose. After Qu Yaoyao left, Mo Xuanxiao stood there, thinking quietly for a long time. In his left hand, he held the medical book that Qu Yaoyao had given him, and in his right hand, he held his sword.
The sword passed across his eyes, and while he closed his eyes, the tip of the sword pointed to the sky. Mo Xuanxiao opened his eyes and saw his own face on the sword, plain and childish, yet so clear.
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Qu Yaoyao came out of Mo Xuanxiao's courtyard and found a quiet place to sit under a tree.
She held the pendant tightly and stroked it repeatedly. After a moment, she spoke: "Chong'an...are you still there?"
"I'm here." Chong'an replied.
Qu Yaoyao breathed a sigh of relief. Hearing this familiar voice, she felt happy but also sad. She asked cautiously, "Are you still angry with me?"
Chong'an seemed a little surprised, "Angry?"
"Yaoyao, when have I ever been angry with you?"
Qu Yaoyao muttered, "You haven't paid attention to me for a long time."
Since the "quarrel" that night, the two have not spoken to each other again. In the eyes of the sensitive little girl, this is undoubtedly because Chong'an is angry that she is stubborn and refuses to listen to him, and he is unwilling to pay attention to her.
"I don't." The pendant emitted a faint light and directly absorbed Qu Yaoyao's consciousness.
Entering this world of flames, she saw a figure emerging from the flames. A crimson robe emerged from the flames. Chong'an, wearing a golden mask, walked up to Qu Yaoyao and said gently, "Yaoyao, I'm not angry with you."
"Then why have you ignored me all this time?" Qu Yaoyao hadn't seen his true form for a long time. She tentatively tried to grab his sleeve, but as expected, she missed.
Chong'an smiled. His golden mask only covered the upper half of his face, revealing his thin, rosy lips. His pale complexion made his smile bright and alluring. He asked, "Aren't you ignoring me, too?"
"You said you wanted some quiet time."
Qu Yaoyao did say this, and she had no words to refute.
"Have you been here all this time?"
"No." Chong'an shook his head. "I can't stay here forever, but as long as you call me, I will be here."
Hearing these words, Qu Yaoyao felt very warm in her heart. When she was happy, she always liked to be close to people, but she could see Chong'an in front of her but could never catch him. She couldn't help but sigh, "I really want to hug you."
It’s a pity that I can’t hug him.
Chong'an's long eyelashes drooped under the mask, and he whispered, "I want to hug you too."
But he was afraid that he would never be able to hug her again in this life.
Chong'an blinked, raised his arm and vaguely traced Qu Yaoyao's eyebrows, "What have you been thinking about during this period of time?"
He was asking about her and Xie Qingxun, and what he knew in bits and pieces about what had happened between them during this period of time.
Qu Yaoyao's body froze. The thing she least wanted to face finally came. She was a little afraid to look at Chong'an and stammered, "I, I've thought about it."
"Chong'an."
"Um."
"I still like him."
Chong'an froze, looking down at the little girl who was much shorter than him, as if unsure, "Who do you like?"
"I like Xie Qingxun."
Qu Yaoyao said, "I know you're doing this for my own good. I've taken everything you said to heart, but I can't control my heart. Whenever I think of him, my heartbeat speeds up like I've eaten a lot of candy."
"It seems that as long as he is around, I won't be afraid of anything."
A red shadow rippled in his peripheral vision. After Qu Yaoyao finished speaking, Chong'an's arm, which had been resting on the corner of her eye, slowly dropped. The finely textured robe made him look noble and elegant. As he stepped back, his long, silver-white hair swayed, and he looked a little aloof.
"Chong'an, what's wrong with you?" Qu Yaoyao looked at him worriedly.
Chong'an looked straight at her. He said nothing. After staring at her for a long time, a very cold smile appeared on his lips. He gently stroked the mask and said, "Why don't you listen?"
She always disobeyed him.
Stubborn and pure, it made him feel so distressed that he couldn't breathe.
"What do you like about him?"
Qu Yaoyao sensed Chong'an's low mood, and the word "sad" could no longer describe it. It was sorrow, a pain she had never experienced before. Qu Yaoyao was infected by his emotions and had difficulty breathing.
"Chong'an." Qu Yaoyao called him softly, "Can you tell me what deep hatred exists between you and Xie Qingxun?"
She had tested Xie Qingxun many times and discovered that his attitude towards Fenghuang was obviously different.
Chong'an's eyelashes trembled slightly. Under the mask, his red-gold pupils were a little dark. He looked at Qu Yaoyao seriously and said, "He killed the little girl I loved most. I loved her so much, but I can never hug her again."
Qu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, "Who is the person you like?"
His silver hair swayed slightly, and Chong'an shook his head and said, "You will understand later."
Even though Chong'an was wearing a mask to hide his face, Qu Yaoyao could still sense the coldness emanating from him. It was a chilling and sinister aura that Qu Yaoyao was not familiar with.
He said: "As long as I am alive, I will never allow you to be together."
Qu Yaoyao wanted to speak but was interrupted by him. He continued: "If one day I die..."
"Yaoyao."
When talking about death, Chong'an's smile spread out, as if it was from the joy in his heart. He leaned closer to the dazed little girl, his silver hair swaying on her cheeks, and said word by word: "If one day I die and Xie Qingxun is still alive, it will prove that he loves you."
At least he won't hurt you.
Chi——
The red lotus fire behind him suddenly burned more fiercely. Chong'an turned his head to look, narrowing his eyes slightly and asked, "Is the Immortal Sword Conference about to be held?"
Qu Yaoyao nodded blankly.
As if anticipating something, Chong An said indifferently, "His revenge is about to begin."
"Yaoyao, just wait and see whether the person you like is worthy of your love." Chong'an felt cold in his heart. He protected Qu Yaoyao too well, so she was deceived by Xie Qingxun's illusion.
Perhaps, only if she sees Xie Qingxun's true face will she give up.
"Go out, he's coming for you."
Chong'an waved his sleeve, about to escort Qu Yaoyao out of here, when his eyes suddenly caught the phoenix-shaped bracelet on her wrist. Memories he hadn't yet accepted slowly came to him, and he couldn't help but recite the bracelet's name: "...Lian Chao."
He actually gave Lian Chao to her.
The last thing he was aware of was Chong'an standing stiffly beneath the flames. His silver hair tangled with his bright red robes, he muttered in a daze, "Lian Chao is extremely cruel, and his wounds are the most brutal."
"Especially...hurting yourself."
Qu Yaoyao was pushed out of the pendant, and she always felt that this sentence sounded familiar. She quickly remembered that Xie Qingxun had also said this.
Besides, "hurt yourself?"
Qu Yaoyao looked at the bracelet on her wrist and murmured, "Will you hurt me?"
No, the sword that signed a blood contract with her has recognized her as its master. Lian Chao could not possibly hurt her. Chong Anding did not mean that.
Just as she was lost in thought, a shadow fell before her eyes. A corner of white clothing swayed slightly. Xie Qingxun stood in front of her and asked, "Why are you sitting here?"
Qu Yaoyao raised her head in panic, her eyes still red and wet. She quickly put down her hand and made an excuse, "My ankle hurts a little. I want to rest here for a while."
"Which foot?" Xie Qingxun frowned and squatted down, lifted up Qu Yaoyao's right foot that she had pointed at, and took off her shoes and socks to check.
Qu Yaoyao's feet were white and tender, with cute round toes. She kept twisting her feet restlessly. Xie Qingxun lowered his eyes and looked at her for a moment. Seeing that her ankle was not red or swollen, he pressed it casually. "Does it hurt here?"
"No..." Meeting Xie Qingxun's raised gaze, she swallowed her original words and nodded vigorously, "Yes, it hurts here."
"It was quite painful before, but I rested here for a while and now it doesn't hurt much anymore. I guess I'm just tired."
I was practicing swordplay this morning with such brisk steps that I felt like I could take off, but now my feet hurt after just a few steps?
Xie Qingxun noticed the pendant around Qu Yaoyao's neck. It had been hidden inside her clothes before, but now it was exposed outside her clothes.
The blood-red teardrop pendant was enchanting and translucent. Staring at it for too long made one feel as if something was flowing inside. Xie Qingxun narrowed his eyes. Without waiting to see more, the sensitive girl quickly stuffed the pendant back into her clothes upon meeting his gaze, trying to divert his attention. "It seems to be hurting again."
Xie Qingxun understood and casually pressed Qu Yaoyao a few more times. He asked, "Does it hurt here too?"
Qu Yaoyao nodded, "It hurts."
Xie Qingxun hummed, "Someone else had the same symptoms as you, foot pain, and guess what happened?"
"What's wrong?"
"She was paralyzed in bed and couldn't move. She became uglier and uglier and couldn't even speak."
Qu Yaoyao cried out, and was about to ask a few more questions when Xie Qingxun lifted her up and held her sideways in his arms. She hugged his neck and asked in confusion, "Why are you holding me?"
Xie Qingxun raised his long eyelashes and smiled at her charmingly, "Your disease cannot be cured. To prevent you from becoming an ugly monster, I will take you to chop off this foot."
Qu Yaoyao: QAQ
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