Chapter 32 No vision for the past, a song of abandoning the heavens in this world…
The land was blessed with natural beauty, and the sounds of forging filled the air. The scent of crystal ore and silver filled the nostrils. Before noon, the Metallurgical Sect had already begun their arduous work with great enthusiasm.
There was one forging room that was very quiet, with neither overwhelming heat nor the clanging sounds of metal being struck.
The two, one adult and one young apprentice, looked at the forging platform that resembled a coal furnace, but neither of them spoke first.
These two were Chang Yubai and Li Qingyun, who had just arrived not long ago.
It's quite easy to enter the gates of the Metallurgy Sect. All you need to do is show a report card to a prominent cultivator, and any dissenting voices will instantly disappear.
"Just here to forge a sword? Borrow the forging room!"
I've been exposed to too much smoke lately, and my eyes are a bit blurry. I think I accidentally mistook someone's age for eight.
Li Qingyun: ...
I'm tired of hearing this kind of talk so often.
Upon entering the forging room, Li Qingyun learned that it wasn't a sword-forging master he had asked for help, but rather Chang Yubai himself was forging a personal weapon for himself.
Li Qingyun: !
"Brother, you can even forge swords!"
Li Qingyun then adopted an admiring expression: "Could it be that you were prepared to do it yourself from the very beginning?"
Chang Yubai's focus was elsewhere: "Why aren't you calling me Master anymore?"
Before, Xiaoyun would casually mention "Master" in every few words, so why haven't I heard him say that since he became her disciple?
Xiaoyun: "Hehe."
They were trying to gloss over it with jokes.
Li Qingyun: "I'm used to calling you that, I can't change it. Brother~ please don't dislike me."
That's wrong; he deliberately didn't call him "Master."
Previously, Chang Yubai did not acknowledge him as his disciple, so Li Qingyun naturally wanted to find a way to influence Chang Yubai's perception. Perhaps if he called him that more often, he could subtly move this blockhead?
But things are different now. He has already properly paid respects to his master, kowtowed, and offered tea. He will soon receive the initiation gift. With such a stable situation, no matter how big the accident, it will not cause any mistakes!
His thinking was indeed correct; Chang Yubai cared a lot about himself.
Although the master did not say why he cared, he said, "We are family."
He had long wondered if Chang Yubai was lonely, and he had worried that Chang Yubai would choose to abandon everything in the world because of loneliness. Everything was traceable.
Chang Yubai needs to be his own family, and in Chang Yubai's mind, the master-disciple relationship is a closer one than family.
Now that he has secured his livelihood and is determined not to leave Chang Yubai, with the added benefit of the two-way lock, an eight-year-old child naturally becomes fearless.
After all, in Li Qingyun's mind, Chang Yubai was still just a hypocrite, a cold-faced, repressed man who liked to hear his pretty words. He didn't know that all his experience had gone astray.
Chang Yubai simply nodded in agreement and refocused his attention on forging the sword.
In fact, he didn't know how to forge swords. He was just a mischievous child who needed to hear some novel stories before he could fall asleep. So his master told him some of his lesser-known but remarkable deeds as bedtime stories, including how his master forged the Wuyuan Sword.
And coincidentally, Chang Yubai was a high-level cultivator with an extraordinary memory.
In front of the sword forging platform, Chang Yubai finally finished thinking through the whole process, nodded to Xiaoyun, and indicated that he could take out the Jingyuan Stone.
The flames roared, instantly igniting the temperature in the entire room. The once cold and quiet forging room was filled with heat, making everyone's heart beat faster.
Seven or eight forging tools flew up at the same time, busy with their own processes as if they had their own lives. One hammer blow followed another, and the dazzling illusions overlapped one after another, leaving Li Qingyun, who was watching from the sidelines, only able to marvel at the sight.
Dividing the Jingyuan Stone in two is not simply a matter of cutting it; rather, it requires separating its essence and its power. The stone must be divided into two precise parts, one of which can be used to forge a longsword, while the other half must be completely transferred to its ability to see into minds.
Once the very core of the Jingyuan Stone is damaged, this treasure becomes utterly worthless.
This was Chang Yubai's first attempt at forging a sword himself.
He knew that his master had hidden a sword-forging room in the east wing. Venerable Qingyun would go in to take a look from time to time, but every time Chang Yubai tried to sneak over to investigate, he would trigger the teleportation restriction and be transferred back to his own room.
Once the mechanism is triggered, the east room will be completely closed, and you can only enter by demolishing the house. Then the master will come to his side and helplessly dissuade him again.
It can be said that Chang Yubai had no experience in sword forging and may not have inherited his master's talent for it.
However, this person has a natural self-confidence. In the past, he was disciplined and suppressed by his master, but recently he has lacked tranquility, and this sense of pride has begun to show.
Even though he had never tried it, he still knew quite a bit about the art of controlling fire and metal.
Moreover, he had already reviewed his master's beginner tutorial a thousand times, and he would never miss a single step.
The fire started, then went out, and when it burned again, the Jingyuan Stone had been quenched to a bluish hue. Then, a golden light flashed in Chang Yubai's eyes as he surveyed the veins within the blue expanse. Layer upon layer of oppressive power pressed in, determined to force all the veins of power to the same position.
Then, with precise cutting, once the other half of the stone could no longer be activated, he swiftly split it in two.
The hollow stone body fell onto the forging platform, and the stone body, which had gathered the Mind-Reading Technique, was manipulated into the ice pool to cool down.
The flames blazed once more, this time determined to forge a stone the size of half a palm into a longsword.
After a series of clanging and crackling sounds, the sunlight outside the window gradually turned dim and yellowish.
Li Qingyun's head, which was dozing off, twitched. Suddenly, a deafening bang rang in his ears, almost causing him to fall off his seat.
"Hmm?" Li Qingyun barely opened her eyes. "What's that noise?"
Sizzle—
A mixture of cold and heat, accompanied by thick fog-like water vapor, accompanied by sounds.
After ten breaths, the forging room returned to calm.
"Xiaoyun, the Jingyuan Stone is in the ice pool."
After soaking for an entire afternoon, the Jingyuan Stone's scorching surface temperature has returned to normal.
Xiao Li Qingyun ran over to get the stone, then ran back. Her sleepiness was awakened by the cool pool water, and she was overjoyed by the news that she was about to have a new weapon.
"Master, here you go." Xiao Li Qingyun subconsciously handed the remaining part of the Jingyuan Stone to Chang Yubai.
Chang Yubai shook his head and pushed the item back to Xiaoyun: "In the future, when you have the ability to forge objects, you can handle it yourself."
"Not just sword forging?"
Chang Yubai: "Of course."
The Mind-Reading Mirror forged by his master was incredibly powerful. When he met his master, all he had left was the Wishless Sword. He had never seen what this treasure looked like, and it was never mentioned where his master used it. But his master's pride was undeniable.
Although the Mind-Viewing Mirror was destroyed long ago, it must have allowed the master to glimpse something extraordinary.
Otherwise, I wouldn't cherish it so much.
Chang Yubai looked at the Jingyuan Stone that Li Qingyun had put away, and then at the longsword in his hand that had no function and whose only feature was its quality. Suddenly, he realized something.
Actually, back then, Master didn't steal the Jingyuan Stone to forge a good sword.
The true purpose of Master Qingyun in seizing the Jingyuan Stone was its ability to read minds. People only knew that Venerable Qingyun angrily snatched the stone to cast Wuyuan, but they did not know that the Jingyuan Stone was Venerable Qingyun's real purpose.
The term "peeping into the mind" sounds extraordinary at first glance. Anyone else would be uneasy leaving such a thing in the hands of an eight-year-old child.
Chang Yubai believed that Xiaoyun would be of great use when she grew up. Although he was also curious about where this mind-reading ability would be used, he was not worried that Xiaoyun would do bad things with the stone.
How could Master do bad things?
The Mind-Reading Mirror never caused many scandals, so it certainly wasn't used on cultivators.
Chang Yubai thought to himself.
Then, he handed over the longsword. The blade was grayish-silver, but if spiritual energy was activated, the patterns carved on the blade would light up in a bright green color, exactly as he remembered it.
"Xiaoyun, let's give her a name," Chang Yubai said.
He waits for the Wuyuan Sword, which has been with him for a hundred years, to reappear in the martial world.
He thought Xiaoyun would definitely name her Wuyuanjian again, but he didn't expect that the name Wuyuan was actually a helpless move made by Venerable Qingyun after he saw through the mortal world.
Right now, Li Qingyun is just a child full of ambition: "Naming me? Let's call him..."
What will it be called?
Chang Yubai resolutely recited "No Wish" again.
"Abandon Heaven!"
"?!"
Chang Yubai couldn't believe his ears: "What?"
Wait, so we'll never see the Sword of No Wish either?
And what is "Abandoning Heaven"?
Such a powerful name?!
Chang Yubai looked at Xiaoyun with an expression of surprise that was hard to take back.
Sure enough, his understanding of children was less than one-tenth.
Xiao Li Qingyun had no idea that his master was stunned by the words "Abandon Heaven," and he was still happily cuddling the longsword and pressing it against his face.
This was his first weapon, his first gift, and the symbol of his first real identity.
This is completely different from the cursed lone star defined in his destiny. How could he possibly be that kind of tragic and inhuman creature?
He named his longsword "Abandon Heaven," and the meaning was simple—he did not agree with destiny, he wanted to abandon this absurd predetermined fate, and he wanted to live a life of his own with Qingyun!
Chang Yubai: "...Wow."
So, Xiaoyun's heart was filled with such surging passion and excitement?
Chang Yubai couldn't help but applaud.
"Great! That's very impressive! I'll work hard alongside you!"
Chang Yubai joined the enthusiastic oath without hesitation.
Although it seems that Wuyuan has completely lost hope, and his possibility of reminiscing about his past life has collapsed once again, the most familiar sleeping sword spirit will probably become the hot-blooded sword spirit, but!
This is the problem that Chang Yubai, who will be accepted as a disciple after Xiaoyun becomes Venerable Qingyun, will face in the future. What does it have to do with his Master Chang?
After the farce, the sun set and dusk was completely replaced by night.
The two looked at each other and smiled, their laughter rising as they recalled the childish yet tacitly understanding scene from just moments before.
"Didn't you want to calm down? Why are you laughing so hard?"
"Let's talk about it tomorrow, it's really funny."
"Wow, bro, can I take it as you making an exception for me?"
"I don't know. Whatever."
Who cares?
Isn't Chang Yubai also living a completely new life?
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