Chapter 16 Merely Flying on a Sword
Since the secret realm was corrupted, the sect has suddenly had to deal with many disciples who have been infected with demonic energy.
Fortunately, the demonic energy only entered the body temporarily and did not pose any real harm to spiritual cultivation.
Su Yunyu told Wenrenli about Feng Mingye's transformation into Song Chi that day, but neither of them understood the purpose of the people from the Demon Realm doing so.
The only thing we can do is strengthen the sect's defenses to prevent such incidents from happening again. Once things have calmed down, Wenrenli asked Su Yunyu:
"The alchemy furnace has been found. What are the next steps?"
"Naturally, I'll go find the Nine Heavens Spirit Grass," Su Yunyu decided without hesitation. His body had recovered, so the sooner the better.
"..." Wenrenli looked at him with a rather complicated expression:
"You really care about your apprentice," he said, then told Su Yunyu the information he had gathered over the past few days.
"Ye Xiaoxiang, Tianji Pavilion, now that you've made your decision, let's set off as soon as possible."
So, following the news from Wenrenli, Su Yunyu informed Xiao Shuying of her departure for Ye Xiaoxiang.
Originally, she planned to teleport there, but since flying on swords has become popular in the sect recently, Xiao Shuying looked at the Xuehua Sword with considerable "longing":
"Master, can you fly on a sword?"
"..."
Flying on a sword is probably a fantasy shared by everyone who aspires to cultivate immortality.
Su Yunyu had experienced this before, but the memory of dying on the Xuehua Sword in his previous life was too vivid, to the point that he was unsure if he could control the sword spirit.
Therefore, when traveling, they always used teleportation or wind-riding, and never thought about flying on a sword.
He initially wanted to refuse, but seeing Xiao Shuying's expectant eyes, he reluctantly nodded.
"Can."
He wouldn't refuse out of fear; that would be too embarrassing.
Moreover, since Long Aotian has such a strong expectation, I should at least try to satisfy him.
Su Yunyu, who was initially a little nervous, suddenly felt less anxious when she saw Xiao Shuying's eyes light up because she had agreed.
Long Aotian is so easily satisfied; he's happy just looking at these little wishes.
Flying on a sword was nothing more than a piece of cake for Su Yunyu.
Xiao Shuying raised an eyebrow as she looked at his nonchalant demeanor.
Even though she clearly didn't really like using the Snow Flower Sword, she agreed so easily.
This sword flight requires a high degree of harmony between the master and the sword spirit.
If the master dislikes the sword spirit, he will not choose to fly on the sword. If the sword spirit does not obey the master, then the master will not be able to fully control the sword.
Therefore, he wanted to see how Su Yunyu would wield this peerless sword, hoping it wouldn't be like it was in her previous life...
Su Yunyu had finally overcome her fear of the Xuehua Sword, but now she was nervous again.
He raised his hand to summon the sword, and instantly spiritual energy surged forth. The hilt was adorned with seven bright pearls, and the blade was bathed in snow and moonlight, making it an exceptionally fine sword.
With the spirit sword in hand, the next step is to control it...
The sword spirit, understanding its master's wishes, immediately lay low and waited to be commanded.
This prompted Su Yunyu to inwardly praise the sword, and the Xuehua Sword lying at her feet trembled almost imperceptibly, as if in joy.
The system couldn't stand Su Yunyu's hesitation again, and immediately became enraged in her mind's eye:
[Don't procrastinate; if you're scared, just say so. Don't try to be brave.]
"Who's afraid!" Mockingly from the system, Su Yunyu immediately flew into a rage, imposingly stepping onto her sword and reaching out to Xiao Shuying:
"Come on up, hold me tight."
Xiao Shuying didn't understand why this person's demeanor changed so suddenly, but as he said, she hugged Su Yunyu rather reluctantly.
He began to regret his initial suggestion. Teleportation would have been much better, but now he was forced to rely more closely on Su Yunyu.
Moreover... Xiao Shuying reached out to hug him, but was surprised to find that the person's waist was too slender. She felt strange all over and hesitated to hug him.
He hated having any contact with Su Yunyu the most. This person was covered in a cool fragrance, and every time he got close, it was like a swirling breeze and snowflakes, and he would often get covered in the fragrance himself.
Moreover, this person was so ethereal and otherworldly, sitting high on a divine altar, that Xiao Shuying always wanted to tear off his disguise and see his true self.
Now that she was flying on her sword, she had to get close to Su Yunyu. Xiao Shuying was annoyed and realized that she had shot herself in the foot.
"Hold me tight."
A faint voice came from ahead, and the next moment the sword, carrying the momentum of the Heaven-Breaking Gate, flew out like an arrow released from a bow.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness forced Xiao Shuying to hold Su Yunyu tightly. After getting used to the weightlessness, her senses relaxed, and she found that Su Yunyu's whole body was extremely stiff.
Strange, is it just my imagination? Xiao Shuying tightened her arms and found that the person in front of her, who was facing the wind, was really stiff.
Soaring to the clouds, with the wind filling her sleeves, Su Yunyu was still dressed in white, the fluttering hem of her robe constantly pressing down on Xiao Shuying behind her.
The sound of clothes flapping in the wind was incessant. Xiao Shuying brushed aside the hem of her clothes that had flown to her face, peeked out, and found that Su Yunyu had her eyes slightly closed and her lips tightly pursed, as if she didn't dare to look at her.
Could it be... that Su Yunyu is afraid of heights?
This novel discovery made Xiao Shuying smile, and she deliberately shouted loudly in the wind:
"Master, this seems a bit slow. Could you go a little faster?"
"..."
As Su Yunyu was forcibly enduring the unease brought on by weightlessness, her heart pounding wildly, she suddenly heard a voice behind her. Startled, she instinctively trembled, then realized what Xiao Shuying had said, and was on the verge of tears.
He is afraid of heights, and at this height, he doesn't even dare to look down. He can only squint and use a sliver of light to control his direction.
She thought that if she patiently endured it for a while, she would be relieved, but Xiao Shuying actually thought it was too slow.
Damn it, I can't let Long Aotian look down on me!
So Su Yunyu had no choice but to overcome her fear of heights and mentally tell Xuehua Sword to hurry up.
The Blade Spirit must also have a desire to curry favor with Su Yunyu, and upon receiving this message, it immediately accelerated and set off at full speed.
The wind that came at her suddenly became extremely fierce, making it impossible for Su Yunyu to open her eyes.
Wait, wait, wait, this is a bit too fast!
Slow down, slow down—
However, Xuehua Sword had probably accelerated too much, and now it received a request to slow down, but it couldn't slow down.
Unfortunately, Su Yunyu's slightly open eyes caught sight of a bird in flight, and she immediately forgot that she could control her direction, only panicking—
The next second, in a state of panic for both the master and the sword spirit, the Snow Flower Sword tilted and fell downwards.
The sudden feeling of weightlessness was as thrilling as the descent at the highest point of a roller coaster, but much more exciting.
If it weren't for Xiao Shuying's presence, Su Yunyu would have instinctively screamed in terror at that moment.
If Su Yunyu could rationally regain control of the Xuehua Sword, she might still be able to reverse the situation.
Unfortunately, Su Yunyu was completely flustered, and the Xuehua Sword also went out of control, carrying the two of them at an extremely fast speed as it crashed into a forest.
thumping--
The birds were so startled that they flapped their wings and flew away in droves.
Su Yunyu felt excruciating pain all over her body. Fortunately, she had a protective spell, otherwise she would have almost died while flying on her sword in this life.
Although he was alive, his body felt like he had been beaten up, and it seemed like there was someone on top of him...
Wait! Xiao Shuying!
Su Yunyu immediately disregarded his physical pain, sat up, and found that Xiao Shuying had indeed fallen on him.
Oh no, I hope I didn't hurt Long Aotian badly.
Just as Su Yunyu was filled with anxiety, Xiao Shuying coughed softly, then moved her limbs and slowly sat up.
For a moment, the two of them looked at each other in silence.
Only the birds that flew away from the branches and then returned fluttered their wings and looked down.
Xiao Shuying shifted her gaze and asked:
"Is Master alright?"
I was careless. I knew Su Yunyu might not be good at flying on a sword, but I didn't expect her to be this bad.
Even the senior brothers and sisters in the sect are probably better than this.
As a result, he is now in so much pain that it feels like his bones are broken. If he hadn't used Su Yunyu as a cushion, he probably would have died on Su Yunyu's rotten sword in this life.
Xiao Shuying felt a little regretful that Su Yunyu hadn't died from falling from such a height.
The next moment, Su Yunyu's weak voice came:
"It's because my swordsmanship is not good enough that I've dragged you down."
As he spoke, he grabbed Xiao Shuying's wrist and channeled spiritual energy into her. Before Xiao Shuying could even feel regret, she saw his pale face and her emotions suddenly froze.
Even in this situation, I still consider his feelings.
Is it due to superb acting skills, or is it something he truly meant?
If I hadn't lived through so many lifetimes, I probably would have believed the latter.
"It's all my fault," Xiao Shuying paused, feigning even greater weakness than Su Yunyu:
"If I hadn't asked my master to go faster, things wouldn't have turned out this way."
He just wanted to embarrass Su Yunyu a little more, but he didn't expect things to get out of control.
He would never again let Su Yunyu fly with him on a sword when he was bored; it was just asking for trouble.
"Don't blame yourself," Su Yunyu said, her expression somewhat unnatural.
His inner embarrassment outweighed his physical pain; if he had known he couldn't handle it, he wouldn't have agreed.
That's terrible. Long Aotian was dragged down with him, completely ruining his reputation as the number one person in the world.
Just as the atmosphere was becoming tense, the sound of horses' hooves and footsteps came from not far away, as if a group of people were coming towards them.
As Su Yunyu put on her mask and rose with Xiao Shuying, a leader on horseback rode up and asked:
"I just heard a noise, I wonder what happened?"
It seems the commotion was too loud and attracted people here.
Su Yunyu was even more embarrassed now, but Xiao Shuying, looking at the clothes the man was wearing, her eyes darkened, and she spoke up quickly:
"We got lost, and I climbed a tree to take a look, but I fell down. I'm sorry."
Su Yunyu: "..."
He had no idea that Long Aotian, besides being timid, also had such a resourceful side.
"I see," the man said, glancing at the two of them.
“Our master is about to enter the city. Since he has gotten lost, he can come with us.”
Just as Su Yunyu was about to refuse, Xiao Shuying agreed:
"That would be wonderful if it were possible."
As she spoke, Xiao Shuying glanced at Su Yunyu, who was clearly puzzled, blinked, and then deliberately added:
"Brother, what do you think?"
A note from the author:
----------------------
The paragraph reviews are now open, feel free to join in! [Sprinkling flowers]
I received so many bottles of nutrient solution, I'm so happy! [sparkling eyes]
Trying to beg with a small, broken bowl, cluck cluck cluck, nutrient solution...hehe...nutrient solution (drooling [noob])
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
