Chapter 125 Telepathic Connection: Even before the competition began, Yu Se was already nervous. It was her first time participating…
Even before the competition started, Yu Se was already nervous.
This was her first time participating in a trial with so many people. She recalled that before, she had only competed with her fellow disciples within the sect, and the matches were always watched by familiar elders. So she wasn't that nervous.
But now they are outside, competing with cultivators from all over the world in the Qingfeng Sect, one of the four great sects. The spectators are not restricted by their status, ranging from powerful figures from various sects to nameless rogue cultivators.
If the performance is poor, then basically the whole mainland will know.
Just thinking about what she might do wrong and bring shame to Feixian Palace made Yu Se's head spin. Extremely nervous, she went to Su Wenxin for comfort.
She thought that since they were about the same age and had formed their core around the same time, their feelings might be similar.
However, she saw Su Wenxin sitting next to Xi Congshuang, picking weeds and playing. Xi Congshuang was listening to her senior sister and occasionally dealing with the elders coming and going.
Su Wenxin dreaded the concern from her elders, a common custom among cultivators. They would ask the younger ones their age, cultivation level, when they planned to form their core, and when they planned to break through to the Great Perfection realm…
In short, there's always something to say that Su Wenxin can't handle.
She knew that people would ask more questions and answer more questions because of Xi Congshuang. Later, people suddenly started mentioning the Su family, and more and more people realized that she was the daughter of Su Xianzun. So Su Wenxin wanted to hide.
Su Wenxin, tired of being questioned, hid to the side, watching Xi Congshuang from a distance. With her senior sister by her side, she didn't have to worry about any inconvenience.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw someone approaching. The person with a blade of grass in their mouth looked up and stared at Yu Se.
Yu Se: "..."
From any angle, she showed no signs of nervousness.
No, it's also possible that she was overly nervous and ate grass in a state of anxiety.
Yu Se: "Why are you eating grass?"
Su Wenxin removed the grass stalk from the corner of her mouth and casually said, "I've seen my playmates pick this before; the roots of this grass are sweet."
Children who couldn't afford candy would eat the roots of this grass, which had a slightly sweet taste.
"Really?" Yu Se was very curious. She also plucked one and put it in her mouth. After a moment, she exclaimed in surprise, "It's true!"
On the other side, Lan Hui no longer looked at the competition stage, but instead watched the two of them quietly munching on grass.
Seeing the two of them taking advantage of the moment when no one was looking to find out which kind of grass was the sweetest, Lan Hui thought to herself: "..."
Oh well, they're still young, let them be.
Xi Congshuang sat upright to the side, her eyes blindfolded with white silk, her closed eyes facing forward.
Others thought she was blind, that there was nothing in front of her, but in Xi Congshuang's eyes, dozens of competition stages were fighting at the same time, with colorful orbs of light chasing each other and sometimes intertwining.
One minute it's like a match-3 puzzle game, the next it's like two chickens pecking at each other.
If you were to ask Xi Congshuang for her opinion, she would say it's very entertaining.
After watching for a while, Lan Hui suddenly asked, "You don't plan to take Miss Su as your disciple, but you brought her out today. Do you mean you want to find her a master?"
Xi Congshuang didn't expect Lan Hui to still be thinking about this matter. This was quite different from the ruthless path she knew, where Lan Hui practiced transforming personal love into universal love.
Regarding this question, Xi Congshuang shook her head: "I haven't thought about it yet."
Lan Hui: "Haven't thought about it yet?" It's just a matter of taking on apprentices, why does it sound so serious?
Just then, Yu Se, who was chewing on a stalk of grass, asked, "You're going to compete on stage in a couple of days. Aren't you nervous?"
With so many strangers around, she became increasingly nervous, while Su Wenxin remained calm and composed, prompting Yu Se to ask again, "Or do you have some way to relieve your nervousness?"
Su Wenxin thought for a moment and said, "It's alright, maybe I'm just used to being pursued."
"..."
Yu Se saw the young palace master, who had his back to the two of them, move slightly, as if he wanted to turn around.
Su Wenxin, who had her back to the two men, was completely unaware of what was going on. She continued, "They started shouting and threatening to kill us right away. If anything was missing, they would say that I stole a lot of it. When I denied it, I ran away, and they chased after me."
Yu Se: "What if we get caught?"
Su Wenxin: "Fight on the spot. If you can't win, run away. Survival is the priority."
Not to mention Yu Se, the two people in front also turned around completely. Xi Congshuang was the first to turn around, and Lan Hui noticed her movement and looked back as well.
So everyone heard Su Wenxin's nonchalant words and fell silent for a moment.
Almost forgot, recalling a few months ago, Su Wenxin was an elusive slippery eel, who took a bite out of her on the very first day she met the young palace master.
Lan Hui's gaze unconsciously fell on Xi Congshuang's hand resting on her knee. It was slender, fair, and flawless, and the bite mark from that day had long since disappeared.
It's amazing how, having gotten used to the calm and collected Su Wenxin, I almost forgot what she used to be like.
Yu Se belatedly realized that the person in front of her was the one who had given her senior sister a headache, and indeed, her mentality was extraordinary.
He sounds like he has a lot of fighting experience, no wonder I'm not afraid.
Fight with people, fight with all kinds of people, and cultivate a heart free of all taboos.
Yu Se was strangely comforted. She clenched her fists and said, "I understand! It's just a fight, right? It doesn't matter who we fight, let's fight first and talk later!"
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After watching the game all morning, Xi Congshuang quickly grew tired of it and decided to go back to rest.
The moment she moved, Su Wenxin noticed and immediately stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and looked up to ask, "Going back?"
Xi Congshuang: "Mm."
"I'll lead the way." Su Wenxin pulled her arm and led the way. Xi Congshuang obediently followed her. The black dragon wooden staff in her hair was completely useless. With Su Wenxin pulling her, she went wherever she was told to go.
The two walked very close together, retracing their steps, which left Lan Hui stunned.
I can't remember the last time I've seen such a peaceful young palace master. She showed no resistance to the other person's touch and would even lower her head slightly to listen carefully to what the other person was saying in her ear.
It's unclear what she heard, but a faint smile appeared on her face as she turned to the side. She opened her palm and held it out to Su Wenxin, gesturing for her to gesture on it.
The elders nearby also said, "She should have been given some company a long time ago. She must be very bored living alone in such a high place every day."
"That's right, I've seen it all these past few days, she's in a much better mood... I've seen enough, I'm going back now."
The two elders got up and left, returning to their residences first. Since Xi Congshuang had left, there was no need for them to stay and guard the place, so they left the spectator stands ahead of time.
The two who started ahead lagged far behind the two elders, continuing to walk slowly along the road.
Su Wenxin kept her promise, took Xi Congshuang's arm, and talked about the surrounding environment as they walked. She rarely described anything to others, and her words were simple and blunt.
Upon seeing a mountain, one would say it's so many miles away, very high, but doesn't seem as tall as the Immortal Pavilion; upon seeing a tree, one would say there's a tree a few steps away, with leaves of a unique light golden color, somewhat resembling the leaves of a tamarisk tree; upon seeing a pond, one would say there are lotus flowers with shimmering petals inside, and probably fish in them, but not as beautiful as the lotus pond in the woods behind the Immortal Pavilion…
The descriptions of many things are inseparable from the Immortal Pavilion, completely forgetting that she had tried every means to escape the Immortal Pavilion. Now she feels that many things she sees are not as good as what she saw in the Immortal Pavilion.
Those who know understand that she is describing what she sees; those who don't know are memorizing a map of the Qingfeng Sect's terrain so she can carefully draw it back in her room.
Su Wenxin suddenly noticed a unique spiritual plant: "Hmm, there's a flower on the ground with different colored petals on each side of the calyx. The colors aren't fixed; almost every flower has different colored petals on each side... Do you know what this is called?"
Upon hearing this, Xi Congshuang became somewhat curious. She stretched out her hand and opened her palm: "There are many exotic flowers in the Xuankun Continent. I don't know if I've seen the kind of flower you're talking about before. Draw a shape for me, and I should be able to remember it."
With her fair palms outstretched in front of her, Su Wenxin turned her head to look at the flowers, frowned and pondered for a moment, then raised her hand and touched Xi Congshuang's palm with her fingertips.
The martial arts arena in the distance was still filled with combat, and cultivators occasionally hurried back and forth on the steps, unaware of what the two people standing to the side were doing.
Su Wenxin lowered her eyes and drew while referring to the shape of the petals. She was confident before she started drawing, but she forgot everything after she started and kept looking at the spiritual plant in the side.
The girl's warm fingertips traced the shape on her palm, and Xi Congshuang carefully felt the shape of the strokes, recalling which flower from the classics she had read could match it.
But the more I thought about it, the more my attention wandered, and I was drawn to the slightly itchy feeling in my palm, which made no sense at all.
Su Wenxin instinctively felt that she had drawn a mess, but since the last stroke was already finished, she couldn't bring herself to tell Xi Congshuang that what she had just drawn didn't count and that she had to redraw it.
That would be too much like a spoiled child.
"Well? Can you guess?" Su Wenxin asked, her face slightly flushed.
In the private school, she only learned the Three Character Classic and how to write her own name; she didn't have time to learn anything more in-depth before...
During the months she spent in the Immortal Pavilion, she was busy practicing her skills and had no time to study, so her calligraphy and painting skills were mediocre and her painting skills were even worse than her calligraphy and painting skills.
Xi Congshuang shook her head honestly, her hand being held by the back of her hand: "I can't quite guess. Would you like to draw it again?"
Su Wenxin drew it again carefully, then looked up and asked, "And now?"
Without waiting for Xi Congshuang's reply, Su Wenxin could already see the searching and troubled look in Xi Congshuang's eyes.
That does seem a bit unreasonable...
Few things could trouble Xi Congshuang, and very few people could do it, yet Su Wenxin did it so easily.
"Sorry, my memory hasn't been very good lately." After a moment of silence, Xi Congshuang chose to concede.
This is a bit difficult for her to guess. She can't guess it. Besides, she has too many options in her mind. Giving a random answer would be misleading, and she can't do that.
"..."
Su Wenxin's feelings were truly mixed. On one hand, she was annoyed by her own terrible painting skills, but on the other hand, she felt that Xi Congshuang was unusually vivid and couldn't help but take a few more glances.
It's definitely a good thing that they're out.
Left with no other choice, Su Wenxin grabbed her hand and led her forward, guiding her hand to touch the flowers: "If you can't see them, then you can touch them."
Their hands, clasped together, approached a cluster of unusual flowers. Su Wenxin released her slightly cool hand and watched as it groped for the petals, its fingertips gently caressing them.
Su Wenxin: "Touching it is the same as seeing it. I'll write down what this flower looks like, and when I get back I'll look it up in a book and tell you what kind of flower it is."
Xi Congshuang: "I remember now."
Unconsciously drawn to her profile, Su Wenxin quickly snapped back to reality: "What?"
“The Spirit Mulberry Flower is born with unusual colors, soft petals, and slightly prickly leaf tips. This is called the Spirit Mulberry Flower, also known as the Lover's Flower.” Xi Congshuang twirled her fingers, pressed them against the fingertip that had been pricked by the leaf tip, and then put them back into her sleeve.
Su Wenxin noticed her little movement and then saw that the leaves under the petals had tiny thorns. She couldn't help but feel annoyed that she hadn't seen clearly before daring to put Xi Congshuang's hand on them.
They all hurt people.
At this moment, Su Wenxin had long forgotten that the person beside her was a Nascent Soul cultivator, and this little thorn was nothing to her.
As Xi Congshuang recalled, she said, "Legend has it that it is the incarnation of a pair of lovers who were inseparable in life and death. There is a city on the continent called Lingsang City, and this flower comes from there. It is said to be the favorite flower of a certain city lord, and some people say that it is the incarnation of that city lord and his wife after their deaths."
Su Wenxin asked, "Are you in pain because there are thorns on the leaves?"
Xi Congshuang was taken aback, then quickly realized: "It's alright, just a little stinging."
She raised her hand, and her wide sleeve slipped down, revealing her reddened fingertips.
Su Wenxin examined the wound carefully and found no trace of even a pinhead-sized cut. Only then did she feel relieved and continue leading the person forward.
This time, she did it on purpose; instead of holding hands through her sleeves, she pulled Xi Congshuang's hand as they walked.
However, the person being led along didn't notice anything amiss. As they walked, she listened intently to the description of the Qingfeng Sect given to her by the person beside her.
One doesn't ask, and the other doesn't say.
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