Chapter 107 The Great Adventure
Seeing the Sword Master leisurely flipping bamboo skewers with a small brush in one hand, the disciples still couldn't overcome their craving for food.
Who cares? Qin Qin, that shameless one, is here too. Just pretend you're blind and can't see the Sword Master.
At first, Shi Yunxiao and the others were a little nervous, but they couldn't resist Jiang Xianwan's orders.
Qin Qin and Shi Yunxiao were instructed to add three tables and combine them, while Chu Weining and Zhu Yinman were asked to help prepare the dishes.
In short, everyone was busy adding bowls and chopsticks; no one was idle.
Everyone was busy and chaotic, sweating profusely, except for Jiang Xianwan, who was holding a wine jar and giving orders.
"Flip it over! Senior Brother Li, you can eat the burnt stuff yourself!"
"Brush on honey, yes, but don't brush it too thickly. Are you roasting honey or roasting meat? Senior Sister Chu, did you kill the salt seller?"
"Big Fool Chun! What are you doing! Put it back! You're not allowed to eat it raw!"
"Senior Brother, I dropped my cup. Is anyone using the one next to you?"
"Hey! Master, it's roasted really well. Let me try it for you first."
"Junior brother, try my snail rice noodle flavored grilled meat. Senior brother, second senior brother, you guys should get a couple of skewers too."
Fortunately, Jiang Xianwan was thick-skinned, and even the Sword Master was clearly ordered around by her. Her personal disciple soon revealed his true nature, and his little mouth started chattering again.
"Jiang Xianwan, why should we do the work while you watch?"
"Yeah, that's so immoral."
"She's already immoral, if you anger her any further, she'll cause another landslide!"
"Hahaha! Just thinking about Elder Tie giving lectures with those dark circles under his eyes makes me want to laugh."
"And you're telling me? My master has developed a psychological trauma from it. He needs to take a bottle of pills every day to fall asleep."
"She didn't even spare my master; she would check the doors and windows three times before going to sleep!"
"You're making it sound like she let us go!"
After a meal and drinks, the trusted aides began to pour out their grievances and joined together to criticize Jiang Xianwan.
Completely letting loose, like a million ducks quacking and squawking.
Jiang Xianwan drank more than a dozen bowls of wine and was a little tipsy. Then, a group of guys suddenly arrived and excitedly joined in. She pulled out an erhu and said, "Come on! Sister Wan, I'll sing you a song to liven things up! Sister Zhu, take out your suona and let's party together!"
When her name was called, Zhu Yinman was incredibly proud, puffing out her chest, raising her head, and holding up her suona (a traditional Chinese wind instrument).
The disciple clapped his hands, and the sword shook violently with a series of crackling sounds.
With a powerful, bold, and soaring voice—
The great river flows eastward, and the stars in the sky point to the Big Dipper!
It pierces the sky, tears apart the horizon, and surges forth like the Yellow River, thus beginning the curtain.
The entire Taixu Sect, along with fellow Daoists from the Tianqing Sect and Daoming Sect, were startled awake from their deathbeds.
The entire Taixu Sect: Damn it... we thought Jiang Xianwan was here again.
The Azure Sky Sect and the Bright Bright Sect: Is the Great Void Sect haunted?!
The two sect leaders hurriedly sent text messages to Xu Yanzhou, as follows—
Sect Leader Xu, do you need me to exorcise the demon for you?
Xu Yanzhou: "..."
After a while, the numb crowd, listening to the singing coming from afar, gradually felt a surge of excitement.
There's also an urge to rebel and form sworn brotherhoods with someone.
It's not over yet.
As the stirring melody ended, before the crowd could fully recover, a clear and resonant voice, seemingly imbued with the wisdom and experience of life, echoed from the Phoenix Terrace—
"I once dreamed of traveling the world with a sword, to see the splendor of the world..."
Everyone's mood shifted: respect for the past, but even more respect for the future.
I also remember that girl (or boy) who once made my heart ache...
Everyone involuntarily gazed at the bright moon through the window, their eyes glazed over, overwhelmed with a myriad of emotions, unable to extricate themselves... The tone shifted smoothly once more, giving no one a moment to catch their breath.
"Mom... Mom in the candlelight..."
Everyone: I suddenly miss my mom so much, sob sob...
The leaders of the Tianqing Sect and the Daoming Sect sniffed and simultaneously sent a text message to Xu Yanzhou: "Sect Leader Xu, do you know what? I suddenly miss my mom."
Xu Yanzhou: "..." It's like nobody wants to!
In the other guest room, Xiu Yan, clutching a blanket, knocked on his master's door, sobbing and wiping away tears, "Master, can you be my mother for a little while?"
Daoming Sect Leader: "..."
All the listeners clutched their blankets and began wiping away tears.
Fengyitai had a lot of fun, sometimes excited, sometimes sad, and sometimes crying.
They held hands, held swords, and sang in unison, completely disregarding the lives of others.
Hua Buxiu quietly watched the girl whose dress was swirling with petals, whose arms were wrapped in purple tribulation lightning, and who was dancing hand in hand with Chu Weining and Zhu Yinman amidst a circle of spiritual swords. His eyes sparkled with silver, as if stars were falling into them.
The disciple was drunk and dancing wildly, causing the lightning to twist into a pretzel shape. No one cared about the Sword Master and instead clamored for Jiang Xianwan to tell a story.
Jiang Xianwan noticed a hint of crimson in the Phoenix Sword Master's eyes out of the corner of her eye. She took the empty wine cup from his hand and replaced it with a foldable soft couch to make him more comfortable.
Watching her disciples dance wildly and her swords roar, she thought of a new trick, tossed Little Purple into the air, and chuckled wickedly, "No stories today, let's play games!"
Xiao Zi: ……
Upon hearing about playing games, Shi Yunxiao, whose face flushed red, quickly raised his hand even faster than Lin Yujin, asking, "What game?"
Jiang Xianwan raised her hand, took a peach blossom from Xiao Zi, and put one foot on the stool. "Come on! Spin the peach blossom! Truth or dare!"
"Good!" The disciples twisted their limbs and got up from the ground, clapping their hands!
The sword hummed loudly.
I don't understand it, but it'll definitely be fun.
Jiang Xianwan drank two jars of liquor, his wickedness rising. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "Let's make this clear first, if anyone dares to renege on their promise later, I'll be following them back to the mountain peak tonight!"
Upon hearing this, the confidant realized she was bound to do something inhuman, but she was also eager to have fun and, blinded by alcohol, retorted, "Fine! Whoever tries to back out is a coward!"
Having uttered those bold words, Jiang Xianwan addressed his three senior brothers, "Senior brothers, did you hear that?"
Su Qingliu, slightly drunk, nodded slightly. "Whoever cheats will crawl out of here tonight." (His legs will be broken.)
Bai Ziye, clutching the wine jar, muttered, "The talismans are free." (The wine was red bean paste.)
Lin Yujin struggled to crawl out from under the table. "I still have a whole tub of poop pills." She pooped herself to death.
Jiang Xianwan: "Big shrewdness, did you hear that?"
Jian nodded excitedly, "None of you should live!"
Jiang Xianwan: "Xiao Zi?"
Xiao Zi: May you be struck by lightning!
Personal Instructor: "..."
"Um... can I look at you...?" Someone weakly raised their hand, only to be shoved back by four pairs of piercing eyes.
"Then, let's play."
Jiang Xianwan glanced at the flushed faces of the group and suddenly felt a pang of anxiety. These were their incompetent but playful criminal accomplices. She was extremely satisfied and began to give a simple explanation: "Whoever the peach blossom is facing, the person whose tail is pointing towards can make a request and designate them to do anything."
After she finished speaking, she chuckled.
Knowing full well that her smile was malicious and meant no good, Zhu Yinman, having already uttered her harsh words, fiercely wiped the corner of her mouth and said, "Bring it on! Who's afraid of who!"
No more alive!
"Fine! I love seeing you all courting death!" Jiang Xianwan slammed the peach branch heavily on the table. "Begin!"
With a command given, the disciples and swordsmen, even Xiao Zi, all held their breath and strained their eyes.
Jiang Xianwan flicked her fingertip, and the peach blossom branch spun rapidly under the urging of spiritual power.
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