Chapter 114 Is Xuan Yuntian so poor?

Xie Tingyu was woken up by a knock on the door early in the morning and she rolled on the floor.

Tianxing Chixiao was swaying in front of her. Xie Tingyu slapped him and Tianxing Chixiao flew far away, almost hitting the wall. She was in a bad mood when she woke up.

Tianxing Chixiao didn't dare to move.

Xie Tingyu casually pulled up the blanket on the floor. The warm jade bed was no longer suitable for sleeping. Every time he lay on it, he felt like being pricked by needles wherever he touched.

A dense mass of pain.

The threat of the warm jade bed to her was getting bigger and bigger, which repeatedly warned Xie Tingyu that the evil spirit in her body could no longer be suppressed, and she had to leave within a certain period of time.

Sooner or later, her identity as the Ghost King will be discovered.

Xie Tingyu walked over with a resentful look on her face and opened the door. Cheng Yan was standing at the door with her hand suspended in mid-air, and it seemed that she wanted to knock again.

Seeing the newcomer, Xie Tingyu became a little more cold.

He yawned and turned around, Tian Xing Chi Xiao rushed out of the house with a storage ring inlaid with a circle of broken gems on the tip of his sword.

This was given to her by Chen Chanyi, and she still has it in her hand. She was planning to give this storage ring to Ze Lan and Han Xun Zhen when she meets them at the Qingyun Conference this time, so that they can take it back.

Xie Tingyu didn't want to accept Chen Chanyi's storage ring, and she herself didn't know why.

Cheng Yan's eyebrows moved when he saw this, "You just got up now?"

"Yes, thank you for waking me up, otherwise I wouldn't have to go to this Qingyun Conference."

Xie Tingyu's voice was neither cold nor indifferent, so Cheng Yan shut up. Xie Tingyu realized that Cheng Yan seemed to have misunderstood her as angry, so she explained, "I'm not angry. I just tossed and turned last night and couldn't fall asleep. I'm too sleepy today."

"Were you practicing last night?"

Hearing this, Xie Tingyu stopped in her tracks. She stood at the door, holding onto the door frame with her fingers, looking shocked. "How did you know?"

She added several layers of restrictions to the Xuanyuan Sword last night, to prevent it from losing its temper and breaking the restrictions when she was not around. It was all because of the ghostly aura in her little courtyard, and she couldn't hide it even if she wanted to.

Xie Tingyu didn't want the food supply to catch fire in the rear while he was fighting on the battlefield.

Perhaps it was because he hadn't seen Xie Tingyu so surprised for a long time, her expression looked particularly cute and Cheng Yan couldn't help laughing.

After a moment, a teasing voice came out.

"Last night, a red light appeared on your roof. It was obviously the sword light emitted by Tianxing Chixiao. This feature cannot be concealed."

"After all, Tianxing Chixiao is the sword that protects Xuanyuntian."

"Is that so..." Xie Tingyu nodded, took the storage ring from the tip of the Tianxing Chixiao Sword and put it on his hand.

She thought about it, then took out all the storage rings from her arms and put them on all the fingers of her left hand.

He looks like a nouveau riche.

Cheng Yan frowned beside her. She was speechless for a moment, not understanding why Xie Tingyu was doing this.

Is it to show how many storage rings she has and how rich she is?

There is no need to worry about being targeted along the way and then being killed and robbed.

Xie Tingyu feels good.

"These four storage rings were given to me by my master and two senior brothers. They said that it would be difficult to move around without money when you are away from home." Xie Tingyu moved his fingers, "But there are restrictions. Even if you kill someone, you can't get the goods."

Through Cheng Yan's expression, Xie Tingyu could tell at a glance what Cheng Yan was thinking.

"Don't worry. If I'm targeted, I'll just give him my life."

Xie Tingyu just missed the opportunity to escape.

If we can take advantage of this, it will be a pleasant surprise.

But this is highly unlikely. Since Yun Heng can give such a precious-looking storage ring, he should have considered the risks behind it. If Xie Tingyu is really killed by this storage ring, then can he still be the Sword Master?

Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan walked together.

Although there is a generation difference between the two, logically speaking, they are about the same age.

"Has Zuo Zicheng not arrived yet? He will cry if he misses this Qingyun Meeting." Xie Tingyu raised his eyes and looked at the disciples who were hurrying around.

When these disciples saw Xie Tingyu and the other two, they mostly greeted them and then slowed down their pace.

The disciples who were originally walking very fast suddenly slowed down, and even showed a tendency to follow Xie Tingyu.

Xie Tingyu was naturally able to notice it and frowned slightly.

She didn't seem to be that late, did she? Why did all these disciples seem to be in such a hurry? Now that she was taking the blame, many of them were much more relaxed.

It seems a bit late.

Cheng Yan laughed twice, her voice was not small, "If Master knew that I was still walking slowly here and was a little late, she probably wouldn't blame me. She has always been understanding of me."

Hearing Cheng Yan speak, he blinked his eyes, and Xie Tingyu took over the conversation, "That's nothing, Master has given me the task, I will slowly catch up with it before the flying boat takes off."

The two of them did not intend to avoid the disciples when they spoke, and they even spoke in a relaxed and natural manner, using their spiritual power to carry their voices, ensuring that the disciples around them could hear them.

Sure enough, as soon as he finished speaking, the disciples around him suddenly rushed out.

They scrambled to climb the stone steps leading to the martial arts arena.

Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan looked up at the same time. The stone steps were full of black heads. Their bodies were shaking on the stone steps and they were walking very fast.

"Are all of Xuan Yuntian's disciples so lax? In fact, they can defend the sword."

Xie Tingyu couldn't help but speak, Cheng Yan turned his head and cast a suspicious look at her, "Aren't you the same?"

She's being sarcastic, saying she's loose!

Xie Tingyu glared at her, then smiled, "Well said, you really understand me."

Cheng Yan and she smiled at each other.

"Senior Sister Shiyun is really a nice person. She is so considerate of you."

"How could my master tolerate my being late for even a minute? I was just making this up."

"How much time is left?" Xie Tingyu was stunned and suddenly remembered this question.

As soon as she asked, Cheng Yan was puzzled again, "It took only a cup of tea, what happened?!"

Before Cheng Yan could react, Xie Tingyu pulled him forward. Xie Tingyu stepped on Tianxing Chixiao and pulled Cheng Yan onto the sword. "Stand firm, I'm going to charge."

Cheng Yan put his hand on her shoulder and asked, "Didn't you say that Yunheng Sword Master had given instructions? Is it okay for you to go later?"

The wind blew against his face and the silvery white snow flashed under his feet. Cheng Yan had no time to appreciate the scenery. Xie Tingyu's flying sword was extremely fast. The biting cold wind blew on his body like a series of knives.

Xie Tingyu listened for a long time before saying, "I thought what you said was true, but I didn't expect you to be lying."

"Is it possible that my master is worried about letting me do things alone?"

Xie Tingyu's voice was blown away by the wind, but it still reached Cheng Yan's ears clearly, "So you were talking nonsense too?" Cheng Yan didn't know what words to use to describe their behavior, and the running and leaping figures of the disciples flashed by him.

These disciples are fighting alongside them, so how can they feel lonely?

Finally, in a hurry, Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan suddenly jumped down from mid-air. Tianxing Chixiao flew too fast, and Xie Tingyu's sword skills were not proficient enough, so he could not land accurately at the designated location.

Tianxing Chixiao drew two circles in the air, leaving behind a scarlet sword mark.

The sword energy is fierce and violent, and few people can withstand it.

At that time, Xie Tingyu obtained the divine sword as a mortal and it recognized her as its master. It seemed that except for Yun Heng who was even willing to accept her as a disciple, no one dared to be sure that Xie Tingyu could tame this ferocious sword.

Every time it is used, the flesh and blood will be damaged. In addition, the ghost energy will erode it from the inside. Under the double damage, it is no wonder that this body is increasingly unable to withstand the ghost energy. Even the warm jade bed can break through the physical defense and hurt her soul.

Xie Tingyu raised his hand and called Tianxing Chixiao back.

The Heavenly Scarlet Sky Sword Spirit emerged and transformed into a slightly illusory red shadow and sat on Xie Tingyu's shoulder.

The sword spirit shook its head above her shoulder, causing the other disciples to look at it sideways.

At the same time, Tianxing Chixiao disappeared and flew into her spiritual sea.

"Why are you here just now?" Zuo Zicheng stood here for a long time, but there was still no one around him.

Now everyone else had arrived one after another, except Xie Tingyu and Cheng Yan, who were still nowhere to be seen.

"You two are really lax. It's a good thing that Yunheng Sword Master didn't come, otherwise both of you would have been scolded." Zuo Zicheng crossed his arms, shook his head, and looked displeased.

Xie Tingyu glanced at him coldly, but before he could speak, Cheng Yan took a step away and distanced himself from him. "Isn't this the busy Zuo? How come he has time to pay attention to the two of us?"

A purple bamboo stick out from the side of Xie Tingyu's body. Xie Tingyu was startled by the sudden appearance of this thing. Xu Yuan also stuck his head out and made the same movements as his purple bamboo.

The sword spirit raised its hand and slapped the purple bamboo back, and Xu Yuan gently stroked the purple bamboo with his fingers.

"You guys are really good at managing your time. It's just the right amount, not too much or too little."

Cheng Yan chuckled twice, "You guys are here too?"

"How could I not go when it's so lively?"

Xuan Yuntian's team leaders this time were Shi Yun and Qiu Zhu. When Xie Tingyu saw them, he subconsciously turned his gaze and looked for them in the crowd.

Seeing this, Cheng Yan probably guessed what Xie Tingyu was thinking, "Master Wen is not the leader this time. My master said that Master Yunheng Jianzun just happened to have something to tell him. He has already gone to the Southern Region and said that he will meet us halfway."

"Who said I was looking for him?"

"Oh, it just occurred to me, so I just said it casually."

Xie Tingyu raised her hand and patted Cheng Yan's head, a little hard. Facing Cheng Yan's glaring gaze, she did not dodge and laughed, "Look how careless you are. Your hair is so messy. Come, let me comb it for you."

Xuan Yuntian's configurations are all excellent. One flying boat can carry all the disciples participating in the Qingyun Club this time. There are sixty disciples participating, including Fu Shiyu, Su Yuanxing, and Yan Xiaoyao, with twenty people in each realm. The flying boat is naturally equipped with the most luxurious accessories.

Is this what it means to be rich and powerful?

Xie Tingyu's eyes lit up. She knew Xuan Yuntian was rich but she didn't expect him to be so rich. She and Cheng Yan "fought" and got into the flying boat.

As soon as he stepped in, Xie Tingyu couldn't believe it and silently took a step back. He first took a look at the gorgeous outer shell of the flying boat, and then looked at the interior decoration of the flying boat.

Xu Yuan followed her and looked around. "Why, are you scared by this decoration?"

Who built this flying boat? The outside is extremely luxurious and looks like a wealthy family, but inside, the floor is shabby, there are no decorations, and there is not even a place to sit.

Do I have to sleep on the floor all the way there?

It's really thoughtful that the room is so big and spacious, enough for sixty disciples to sleep on the floor.

"Xuan Yuntian has rules." Zuo Zicheng sighed, not surprised.

"If there are outsiders, don't let them in," he continued.

Xie Tingyu would definitely not understand what he said, so Xu Yuan explained considerately, "Just allow them to look outside. I, Xuan Yuntian, rely on my strength, not on any financial or material resources to become famous throughout the world."

"Can you order directly?"

"I'm just too poor to have the money to renovate the inside." Zuo Zicheng gave up.