Chapter 103 The Third Little Blind Boy Oh dear, there are only two here…
A group of people were chatting idly at the stern of the boat, but the more they talked, the more tense the atmosphere became.
Ji Xingyang's face was extremely ugly. His eyes were filled with anger as he stared intently at Fu Daolan. If the fire in his eyes could materialize, Fu Daolan would be burned to a crisp on the spot.
"What do you know!" Ji Xingyang's chest heaved, his nostrils flared, and he began to speak recklessly: "What business is it of yours, you big idiot, to interfere in their affairs!"
"Hey, speak properly, why did you suddenly start swearing?" Fu Daolan looked at Ji Xingyang with a rather aggrieved expression.
Shao Qingshang stepped forward, using his body to half-block Fu Daolan, and said, "Fellow Daoist Ji was just a little agitated. Don't take it to heart."
Shao Qingshang turned to Ji Xingyang: "Fellow Daoist Ji, please don't act impulsively. This is ultimately a matter between the two of them. Others shouldn't rush things. Moreover, it's not gentlemanly to speak ill of others. Dao Lan was also wrong in this matter."
“Fellow Daoist Fu is merely answering my question.” Shi Jinle: “Brother, if you’re unhappy with what I’m saying, take it out on me.”
Ji Xingyang was furious: "You...you...you..."
“Fellow Daoist Ji, calm down. In my opinion,” Shao Qingshang continued, “Fellow Daoist Ji is indeed a very easy person to get along with. The two of them have been friends for many years, and Fellow Daoist Ji also believes that their friendship is quite deep.”
He made a point of emphasizing "friendship," as if afraid that Ji Xingyang wouldn't understand.
Ji Xingyang's face stiffened.
Shao Qingshang then gently advised, "We should respect Fellow Daoist Ji's wishes in this matter. If she has no intention of doing so, Fellow Daoist Ji's actions may also cause her trouble."
Ji Xingyang was taken aback upon hearing this, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, replaced by a look of confusion.
Shao Qingshang is an extremely cautious person and would not say such things without reason.
Therefore, in everyone's eyes, the mother only felt camaraderie with the father, and had no romantic feelings for him.
And my words and actions will cause my mother distress.
Is his attempt to reunite his father and mother merely wishful thinking?
Ji Xingyang still couldn't believe it, and murmured in a daze, "No, no..."
Shi Jinle said, "Don't believe me? Why don't you ask someone as simple-minded as you?" She called out to the other side, "Hey, Guan Wangzhen."
Guan Wangzhen and Zhu Shibai were looking down at the sea beneath the ship, searching for any remaining debris.
Hearing Shi Jinle call him, Guan Wangzhen looked up and turned around, saying irritably, "What!"
Shi Jinle: "Let me ask you, who do you think Mingran is closest to among us?"
“Of course, it’s the people who came from the small world with them.” Guan Wangzhen answered without thinking. “She’s close to all of them. You arrived last, so you can’t compare. Don’t try to take advantage of her.”
They should all be well. In Guan Wangzhen's eyes, her mother treated them all equally.
Ji Xingyang's face turned green.
Shi Jinle looked at Ji Xingyang triumphantly and asked, "Then why do you think that unknown cultivator ignores us all day long and only pays attention to Sister Mingran?"
“Isn’t this normal?” Guan Wangzhen said even more irritably, “They have a life-or-death friendship, of course they have to be close. If we weren’t on the same boat, I wouldn’t want to talk to you either. If I had to choose between you and our Granny Ming, I would only talk to her.”
Ji Xingyang lowered his head and said, "What he said is incorrect."
“He is indeed wrong about that,” Shi Lejin said, covering his mouth with a smile. “So he is the second blind man.”
Guan Wangzhen raised an eyebrow: "Who are you talking to! Do you think I didn't hear you?"
Shi Jinle said leisurely, "I was talking to the little blind man about the blind man."
Guan Wangzhen immediately jumped up, raised his fist, and wanted to spar with Shi Jinle, but then remembered Zhu Shibai's repeated warnings not to be impulsive and waste his energy.
With his clenched fists, Guan Wangzhen could only angrily wave them a few times in the air, as if he had already taught her a lesson mentally. He said indignantly, "I've got it. I won't fight you now. I'll wait until we get out of this secret realm!"
"What are you all doing standing here?" Shen Qingluo slowly walked over, her gaze shifting from Ji Xingyang, who had his arms outstretched, to Shi Jinle: "Wasn't it time to change people?"
After waiting for a long time, but Shi Jinle, who was always so proactive, did not appear, Shen Qingluo came over to check.
Little did I know that the atmosphere here was quite tense.
They had just been talking intensely, and Shen Qingluo overheard snippets of their conversation as she walked over.
But she had no intention of joining; her original purpose in coming here was to give Shi Jinle a reminder.
"I'll be right there," Shi Jinle replied.
Shen Qinglu nodded: "Okay." She turned to face her fellow disciple.
Just as he lifted his foot, Shi Jinle asked with great interest, "Fellow Daoist Shen, what do you think of the nameless cultivator who is on good terms with Sister Mingran?"
Shen Qinglu turned her head and replied briefly, "It remains to be seen."
She walked over to her fellow student.
Zhu Shibai and Guan Wangzhen were examining the sea when Shen Qingluo's gaze followed them to the water. She parted her lips slightly and asked, "Did you hear that? What do you think?"
The person who asked the question was Zhu Shibai.
Guan Wangzhen responded, "I heard that. Shi Jinle is probably going crazy from boredom. She just inexplicably called me blind. Do you think she's really crazy? Or is she just a madwoman?"
He turned to Zhu Shibai, hoping that Zhu Shibai would agree.
Zhu Shibai inexplicably asked another question: "Have you ever thought about why only Granny Ming left the sect's ship when we entered the Prize Pool Secret Realm?"
Guan Wangzhen: "Huh?"
Shen Qingluo glanced calmly at the corner of the deck where several rafts were stored, then quickly looked away.
Zhu Shibai's gaze also fell on the rafts piled up together: "We have been in this sea area for more than a month and have seen most of the participating teams that have entered the Prize Pool Secret Realm. We can confirm that the Prize Pool Secret Realm puts the disciples of each sect back into their respective sect's spirit boats, ships or teams with the same aura based on the aura on their bodies. But Grandma is an exception."
Following Zhu Shibai's train of thought, Guan Wangzhen pondered, "She has an aura that only disciples of the Nameless Sect possess?"
“I have compared her raft with the raft of the Nameless Sect, and they are indeed from the same place.” Zhu Shibai said, “Grandma Ming has a close relationship with the disciples of the Nameless Sect. Perhaps she carries something with the aura of the Nameless Sect, which is why the secret realm misjudged and placed her on the raft belonging to the Nameless Sect.”
Moreover, that item must be a rare and precious treasure, which is why its aura surpasses that of the sect's jade pendant worn by Granny Ming.
Zhu Shibai did not elaborate further on this statement.
Guan Wangzhen still didn't quite believe it: "Grandma Keming was originally alone. According to your deduction, she should have been with those disciples of the Nameless Sect, so how come she ended up alone outside?"
Zhu Shibai said, "The ropes they used to connect the rafts were made of crude material and were probably unable to withstand the power of the secret realm's teleportation. They were scattered, and she happened to be on the raft that was scattered."
"This is too much of a coincidence," Guan Wangzhen muttered. "Grandma Ming isn't very lucky. Luckily, she's very strong."
Shen Qingluo fixed her gaze on Zhu Shibai, her expression suggestive: "So, what do you think?"
Zhu Shibai looked up at her: "At first I was a little worried, then I felt relieved, but now I'm a little worried again. I need to think about it some more."
Seeing his expressionless face, Shen Qingluo said, "I thought you had made up your mind, but I didn't expect your emotions to be so turbulent."
Zhu Shibai smiled faintly and said casually, "Overthinking is a habit, but also a flaw."
Shen Qinglu hummed in agreement, accepting his explanation, and turned her gaze back to the sea.
Guan Wangzhen looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression, shrugged, and rested his chin on his hand, searching for floating objects on the sea surface.
Zhu Shibai felt a little uneasy, but ultimately did not tell Guan Wangzhen about his doubts.
Wang Zhen always teased him, staring intently at the sword of that unknown cultivator, as if he had lost his soul.
What he didn't know was what he saw through that sword.
Zhu Shibai lowered his gaze and looked at the sea.
From the sidelines, everyone would only see him carefully observing the ship's condition, unaware that the image of a black sword was repeatedly playing in his mind.
Zhu Shibai frowned slightly.
If he wasn't mistaken, that black sword should have been sealed away in some unknown place along with its former owner. How could it be worn by that taciturn, nameless cultivator?
Could I have misread it?
No, it can't be. Zhu Shibai denied the idea again. As a legendary sword, he had collected all the information about the Hidden Life Sword and forged no less than a hundred replicas based on the information. He was so familiar with it that he could tell the real one from the fake at a glance.
Now that the genuine article has reappeared, he recognized it at a glance. It was that glance that stunned him, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.
It was only when Granny Ming spoke that he came back to his senses.
Of all the replicas he forged, the one that satisfied him the most was hanging in the stone cave of the Dingsheng Sect.
This replica also piqued the interest of Grandma Ming, who had mistakenly entered the cave years ago. She admired it for a long time and even asked him for it.
Looking back now, it must have been that my grandmother recognized the origin of the replica sword, which is why she wanted to ask him for it as a keepsake.
This means that she had seen the Hidden Life Sword before she came to the Spirit Cultivation World.
The Hidden Life Sword would never randomly recognize a master, so how did it end up in a small world? Zhu Shibai became even more suspicious of the identity of the unnamed cultivator, but he was clearly someone Granny Ming trusted greatly, which made Zhu Shibai hesitate.
Shen Qingluo is a military cultivator and has in-depth knowledge of various ancient weapons. She should have recognized the black sword just like him.
They both made the same choice at that moment: they chose to believe Grandma Ming's judgment.
Zhu Shibai kept a close watch on him, observing his movements in case of any unforeseen events.
It was during these thirty days of observation and interaction that Zhu Shibai witnessed what "meticulous care" truly meant.
Ever since Grandma Ming reunited with her partner, her usually messy hair has been neatly styled and shiny, with different braided patterns every day. Her clothes are also brand new and clean, without even a single wrinkle.
She was taken very well.
Even now, when she suddenly falls seriously ill and suffers from hunger for some unknown reason, her partner has taken action. After two or three days, he somehow manages to produce food to alleviate her hunger somewhat.
He was also very well-behaved and would not cause trouble without reason. Except for occasionally leaving the room to follow Granny Ming, he almost never went out. If the ship was attacked by demons, ghosts, or sea beasts, he would appear with the other disciples of the Nameless Sect, but he would appear near Granny Ming and would start fighting from the moment he made a move.
Zhu Shibai felt a little regretful. If he could have made a move once, he would have been able to witness the splendor of the Hidden Life Sword and then imitate it, extracting its essence and adding it to Granny Ming's cane sword.
Based on all the information, Zhu Shibai was certain that the black-robed cultivator was no ordinary person; he only hoped that he wasn't the legendary fallen cultivator. If he was, Zhu Shibai assessed that, given his attitude towards Granny Ming, he probably wouldn't do anything to them.
However, it was precisely Grandma Ming's attitude that made Zhu Shibai uneasy.
Grandma Ming did not possess the cognitive abilities of ordinary people.
She clearly didn't realize the purpose behind the unknown cultivator's unusual behavior towards her. If things continued like this, who knew how long the unknown cultivator could tolerate it? If one day he stopped enduring it, or if Granny Ming realized it and refused him, would he go mad again...?
Moreover, she is very likely unaware of his true identity.
Zhu Shibai became increasingly uneasy as he thought about it. The group was about to arrive at the place where the jackpot was hidden, and they could not afford to make any mistakes.
Grandma Ming's safety is of utmost importance.
Shen Qingluo also realized this and wanted to discuss the next step with him.
This delay is not a solution, Zhu Shibai thought to himself. He should find out what Grandma Ming was thinking as soon as possible so that he could make the next move.
Zhu Shibai was about to tell Shen Qingluo about his decision and ask her to go and find out Ji Mingran's attitude.
A loud shout came from the other side.
"No! I didn't want to do anything at first, but after thinking about it carefully," Shi Jinle waved her fan, freezing Ji Xingyang in place. She lifted her skirt and strode forward: "I, your sister, have decided to take action!"
"After all, I can't keep flirting with blind people!"
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