Chapter 58
It sounds familiar.
My head was throbbing, and I could hear a ringing and shrill sound in my ears, almost piercing my eardrums.
Sheng Ningyu tightened her grip on the sword, then slowly lowered it, but still refused to return it to Xie Qianjing: "Why not? I have plenty of spirit stones now."
Xie Qianjing: "I was careless just now, and the hilt of the sword is damaged. I'm afraid it is not worthy of your status as the 'Sword Master'."
Sheng Ningyu had naturally seen it long ago.
The hilt of the sword was broken, causing the area that should have been carved into a lotus flower to suddenly crumble into powder, making it somewhat uncomfortable to hold.
But Sheng Ningyu didn't care.
"It's not a big deal." She looked relaxed and jokingly moved closer to Xie Qianjing. She meant to put her hand on his shoulder, but instead patted his shoulder instead.
"Why don't the two of us fix it up in a bit?"
Xie Qianjing looked at her, his gaze falling on her fingertips, and a gentle, perfect smile appeared on his lips as always.
"I have heard of the Sword Master's sword, which is famous throughout the world," Xie Qianjing said. "Unfortunately, this sword is damaged and does not deserve the name 'Flawless'."
Sheng Ningyu was baffled: "My previous sword was indeed called 'Flawless,' but who said this sword also has to be called 'Flawless'?"
As the confusion in her mind subsided, she was momentarily unaware that someone had grasped her fingertips.
His palms were once again as cold as when they first met, and Sheng Ningyu felt as if she were sinking into a handful of fine snow as he held her fingers.
Xie Qianjing raised his eyes, the corners of his eyes slightly red, and when he smiled, it was as gentle as a spring breeze.
"So what name do you want to give this sword?"
His face was like that of a banished immortal, aloof and cold; his voice was like that of a ghost, alluring and seductive.
Sheng Ningyu hissed inwardly and couldn't help but stare at Xie Qianjing again and again.
It has to be said that Xie Qianjing has grown up to be exactly the kind of person she wanted.
Not only is her face beautiful, but her hands are too.
Tall and slender, with well-defined joints, the veins on the back of his hands bulging slightly, like a green landscape painting, adding a touch of vibrancy.
Sheng Ningyu always believed that this was the reason why she was so lenient with Xie Qianjing.
She really liked this body that fit all her strange demands.
At times, Sheng Ningyu even felt that Xie Qianjing had figured this out.
She chuckled silently, deliberately paused for a moment, and adopted an extremely serious demeanor.
The name is strange and doesn't sound as good as the famous "Jinghong Sword" in the cultivation world, nor as free and easy as "Wushuang Sword", nor as steady as "Gouqu Sword".
Sheng Ningyu was prepared for Xie Qianjing to ask questions, but to her surprise, Xie Qianjing just smiled faintly.
"good."
Sheng Ningyu blinked: "Aren't you curious?"
"What are you curious about?"
"Hmm, why did I choose this name?"
Xie Qianjing tilted his head, a few strands of his dark blue hair falling down in front of him, making his skin appear even whiter: "Although I have fallen into demonic ways, I have heard of the fame of the Sword Pavilion's Ninefold Sword in my early years."
Sheng Ningyu was taken aback, but quickly realized what was happening.
The final level of the Ninefold Sword is called "Invisible".
So Sheng Ningyu started laughing as usual, completely losing her previous serious demeanor.
"Yes, yes." She nodded repeatedly, speaking in an old-fashioned tone, "That's the reason."
This reason sounds much better than her nonsensical excuse.
...
Qingyi Academy.
He took a deep breath, his temples throbbing with veins.
Yuan Shuhe realized he had made a terrible mistake, so he stood up straight, his face full of guilt, and dared not utter a sound.
Yuan Bushu cursed Sheng Ningyu in his heart, and then cursed the former Bodhi Immortal Lord three hundred times.
Sheng Ningyu is immature and loves to act foolishly, so why is he acting foolishly along with her?
In the past, the Bodhi Xie family was renowned for its upright family tradition. Although there were some frivolous and vain people, the Bodhi Xie family had strict rules and never protected any of its members.
Xie Qianjing, known as the "Bodhi Immortal Lord," was the most outstanding among them.
I have seen Xie Qianjing from afar at Linghuanwu several times.
His demeanor was upright and composed, and every word and action was within the bounds of propriety. He was like a little immortal lord who was detached from worldly affairs and as indifferent as snow.
Is it that becoming a demon can distort human nature to this extent, or does Sheng Ningyu really possess such magic that she can change one or two people to this extent?
I was completely unaware that I was also among those "one or two".
He pondered for a while, then looked up and saw Yuan Shuhe still standing there. When Yuan Shuhe looked at him, his face was full of urgency, regret, and annoyance.
He paused in his movement of getting up.
Just as Yuan Shuhe thought he was about to be scolded by his brother, he heard a calm voice.
His face was expressionless, but his tone had softened considerably.
For Yuan Bushu, such an expression could be considered gentle.
Yuan Shuhe was completely taken aback by how things had turned out. He paused for a moment, then subconsciously said, "But the Sword Master is like this..."
"You can't control her."
"She can't control her either."
“I can’t control her either, and neither can my father.”
Yuan Bushu remained expressionless. Recalling the words from his memory, he simply finished speaking in one breath.
“There are very few people in the world who can take care of her, and almost all of them are now dead. If you dig out the remains of her master from that desolate mountain and flatten them into a human shape in front of her, it might still be of some use.”
Yuan Shuhe subconsciously asked, "Five points?"
After a pause, Yuan Bushu sneered, "There are still five points left. She directly took out the Snow Melting Talisman and sent her master on his final journey."
This statement is truly unorthodox and doesn't sound like Yuan Bushu's tone at all.
Yuan Shuhe gasped, almost thinking that his elder brother had been driven mad by the Sword Master's actions. He carefully observed his brother's expression, noticing the change in his address, which eventually turned into the most vulgar mortal phrase.
"Brother, are you alright?"
They often addressed each other in this way before their mother passed away.
Yuan Bushu's expression softened considerably, and he said, "It's nothing."
"I'm used to it."
Behind Sheng Ningyu's unconventional and flamboyant academy over the past century, it was all thanks to him and Yan Ruchao carrying heavy burdens.
As for her second senior brother?
Sheng Ningyu listened to him, but Rong Que was far worse than her. He only spoiled her and did not discipline her at all. Later, he even focused his attention on that Sword Pavilion disciple who had joined the sect later.
Later, Yan Ruchao betrayed Jiange, leaving only him.
The past is too painful to recall.
Yuan Shuhe hesitated for a moment, but her curiosity got the better of her, and she looked at Yuan Bushu expectantly: "Sword Master, was it like this before?"
Unrestrained and free-spirited, he was completely unlike the legendary Sword Master Mingyue, who could break through all laws with a single sword.
Yuan Bushu remained expressionless: "When she disturbed other people's mounts with that 'Sky-High Howl,' I accompanied her to apologize."
Coincidentally, that person was none other than Qi Baiya, the current city lord of the Mountain and Sea Never Sleeps City.
Yuan Bushu then asked, "Otherwise, what do you think is the purpose of the sign in front of Gui Cang Tower?"
No one knows what Yuan Shuhe was imagining, but he gasped, his expression changing from bewilderment to shock, and then from shock to sympathy.
Yuan Shuhe looked at his elder brother with a completely new gaze and asked cautiously, "Is the sign at the entrance of Gui Cang Lou real? Back then, Sword Master really destroyed the study of the Gui Cang Lou Master."
That's not all.
I often feel that there is nothing this person cannot think of.
Yuan Shu came with trepidation and left with satisfaction.
With his brother's comfort, he had already transcended worldly concerns.
At this moment, Yuan Shuhe felt no more guilt, and the sense of responsibility that was inherent in the Yuan family no longer tormented him.
Yuan Shu and Xin An were relieved.
However, joys and sorrows are not shared by all; at this moment, some people are tossing and turning in bed.
Yuan Bushu waited for a long time, but the phantom that should have lit up still did not emit a trace of energy.
My mind raced with a hundred thoughts, and I couldn't help but unconsciously twist my head.
Just as various reasons were emerging in his mind, a phantom slowly appeared on the magic circle.
"It turns out that it's not true..."
As the voice rang out, the figure of its owner gradually came into view.
If Sheng Ningyu back then loved elaborate and gorgeous attire, often wearing azure shawls and crane cloaks, and snow-white dresses trailing on the ground, then the person in front of her clearly had an extremely simple style.
His black clothes barely touched the ground, and his black hair was loose behind his head, like a handful of thick ink poured into the world. There was not a single embellishment or decoration on his body.
People once lamented, "The Great Way is vast and unpredictable, while the Ghost Way is a dark and mysterious place to hide," referring to Yan Ruchao, the former chief disciple of the Sword Master Guihai of the Sword Pavilion, who once wielded the peerless heavy sword and was famous throughout the world.
The most talked-about news in the cultivation world right now is that the Ghost Cang Tower is about to open, and the Sword Venerable Spirit Bone will appear at the auction.
"What urgent matter is it that disturbs my peaceful sleep so early in the morning?"
I cannot forgive him for stopping in his tracks.
He asked, "Have you read the letter I gave you?"
Yan Ruchao: "I've seen it."
Yuan Bushu: "Then."
Yan Ruchao: "Burn it."
After he finished speaking, the room fell silent.
The two stared at each other for a moment, then Yuan Bushu said expressionlessly, "Aren't you curious?"
"The jade burial suit will arrive soon, and she will naturally explain for me." Yan Ruchao looked at him, surveying the familiar interior layout. After a long while, she chuckled, "I heard that Qingyi Academy has indeed been re-established..."
Yuan Bushu: "Yes."
Yan Ruchao tilted his head slightly and said sarcastically, "Ha, you got so addicted to cleaning up messes back then that you're now eager to become a lecturer?"
Yuan Buqi: "..."
He took three steps back.
Yan Ruchao chuckled again, his elegant tone revealing a lazy contempt: "Fei Fou, your eyes tell me you're jealous of me."
Yuan Bushu remained unmoved: "What do I have to be jealous of?"
He paused deliberately for a moment before slowing his tone, chuckling, and speaking almost word by word.
"Yu Yi will come to accompany me, but Sect Leader Xiang, I'm afraid you won't be able to spare the time for now?"
In a way, the situations of the two couples were somewhat similar, but not entirely the same.
At least Yan Ruchao's defection from Sword Pavilion to Ghost Path was so blatant and public that it was known to the whole world. Han Yuyi also openly left Nine Heavens Pavilion, and the Thousand Poison Cave where she now resides is more like a place for crippled people to rest and breathe than a sect.
In short, Han Yuyi and Yan Ruchao can be described as "lonely and isolated".
However, the Palace Master of Yunwang Palace and the Sect Master of Banbi Sect are not.
To avoid criticism from the world, Xiang Bieyun concealed her identity as a demon and founded the Banbi Sect. Now, due to Sheng Ningyu's matter, Yuan Buzhu remains at Qingyi Academy. Xiang Bieyun needs to be stationed at Yunwang Palace in case of unforeseen circumstances.
In short, although it is a well-known saying in the cultivation world that "the green-robed man gazes at the fragrant clouds, and the white bones grow flesh, making it difficult for Yama to see him again," recently, it has been difficult for him to return to the way he used to, spending every day with Xiang Bieyun.
Yuan Bushu: "Do you still remember what the Sword Master Guihai said back then?"
Guihai Sword Master once strongly urged Yan Ruchao to practice the silent meditation, and would often place a silencing talisman on him to prevent him from speaking.
In the words of Guihai Sword Master, Yan Ruchao's mouth was "noisier than three hundred Jian Ge cranes gathered together."
Yan Ruchao waved his hand dismissively: "Don't bother remembering him. He's dead, and he died a gruesome death. It's bad luck."
Yuan Buqi: "..."
Yuan Bushu coldly said, "Don't scold your junior sister for not following the rules anymore. You're no different from her."
His words were halting and incomplete, making them sound somewhat comical.
Because of this, Yuan Bushu directly and without hesitation used his spiritual power to tear Yan Ruchao's shadow apart.
As the shadow disappeared, Yuan Bushu sat down again.
But not now.
Perhaps influenced by the two senior and junior disciples, Yuan Bushu now only wanted to write a letter on the spot and send it to Yunwang Palace, so that Bieyun could also erect a plaque for him in front of Yunwang Palace.
The sign above reads: [Sword cultivators and dogs are not allowed inside.]
Yuan snorted coldly, his hands continuing their work.
As for whether Yan Ruchao will make a move against Sheng Ningyu...
I am not at all worried.
After all, he hadn't remembered which junior sister she was referring to, but she blurted out "Sheng Mingyue".
He said he didn't care.
But every word and phrase, every thought and feeling.
...
Gui Canglou
After cutting off contact, Yan Ruchao's arrogance and contempt completely vanished.
"The reincarnation of the Sword Master..."
Yan Ruchao looked at the sentence on the spiritual scroll and chuckled softly.
A ghostly fire ignited in his palm, the flames engulfing the letter and completely consuming the jade slip.
"Jade Robe." Yan Ruchao embraced the beauty in purple, rubbing against her affectionately like a tamed beast.
In contrast, he uttered words that were almost cruel.
"This time, I'm going to kill that bastard Chu Jiye." He chuckled, playing with the poisonous jade pendant hanging from Han Yuyi's body.
"And those one or two who dare to impersonate my junior sister... I don't have such a forgiving temper."
Whether it's a reincarnation or not.
But throughout the whole world, within the Three Realms.
There can only be one Sheng Ningyu.
Han Yuyi gently touched Yan Ruchao's head, her fingers running through it, combing his loose black hair back with each stroke. Her movements were gentle and quiet, just like the shy, head-bowing young lady of Jiuxiao Pavilion from back then.
Unlike Madam Xiang's soft and gentle voice, Feng Xiaosheng's noble and arrogant tone, and Ning Jiao's innocent sweetness, Han Yuyi's voice was very flat and soft, with the gentle and dignified demeanor of a lady from a prominent family. It was like a floating cloud above the Nine Heavens Pavilion, soft and gentle, with no harm whatsoever.
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Author's Note: Yes, you didn't expect this, did you? This is the current art style for the senior brother and his partner [covering face and peeking]
This chapter includes a 24-hour red envelope!
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