Chapter 229 Daily Bickering
Nian Qing was taken aback by the girl's string of words, and then realized, "You have cultivation and true qi?"
Looking at the incredulous expression on the other person's face, as if they were convinced that she couldn't cultivate, Mu Jianjian felt deeply insulted.
"Can't I have it?"
What kind of expression is that on his face!
“Miss Mu,” Nian Qing looked down at the girl in his arms, who was baring her teeth and claws, chuckled, and called her name, “that’s not what I meant.”
Her appearance was ruined, her cultivation was sealed... What must she have gone through to come to the Immortal Palace Competition?
And what dangers did she encounter when she came to his side as Yaoling?
And he even pushed her to test her.
Sealing true energy... There are indeed families in the Upper Realm who possess such secret techniques.
"snort."
That's not what I meant.
Mu Jianjian held back and didn't say what was on her mind. She just let out a soft hum to express her strong dissatisfaction.
Nian Qing raised his hand and gently touched the girl's soft hair, feeling the warmth from his palm. The void in his heart from ten thousand years ago was finally slowly filled.
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"What's this challenge? Is it a battle for the flag?" Mu Jianjian stood in the courtyard, listlessly plucking a pale yellow wildflower blooming beside her. "Why is the Immortal Palace summoning disciples from the family to have the magical artifact recognize its master? What kind of magical artifact is so important? And there's no door in this courtyard, how do we get to the other courtyards?"
The small courtyard features a rockery and a stream. A square pavilion is placed neatly on the edge of the courtyard. A faint fragrance wafts from the grass, and small flowers of different shades sway in the breeze, feeling the warmth of the sun.
After handing in the fruit and resting, the two people were assigned to the courtyard of this level. It is said that there are three flags in each courtyard, and what they have to do is to steal the flags from other courtyards.
Mu Jianjian only half understood what Nian Qing was saying, so she asked him again.
“Miss Mu, you can stay in the courtyard. I will take care of the flag-grabbing.” Nian Qing was about to slowly explain the confusion in the girl’s voice when he was interrupted.
"Do you know the name of the magical artifact that the Celestial Palace recognized as its master this time?" Mu Jianjian asked Nian Qing as if it were a matter of course. If he didn't go and snatch it, would he let a weak woman like her do it?
Even if I can't get the magic weapon, I'm determined to be a bystander.
Nian Qing's gaze fell upon the girl amidst the flowers, filled with inquiry.
Every time she came to his side, she seemed oblivious to everything around her. Even the reclusive family she spoke of seemed too marginalized in the upper realm.
This time, the magical artifact that caused a great stir throughout the entire upper realm recognized its master was something she only had a vague understanding of.
The last time she became Yao Ling, it was the same; it seems she was originally...
They don't belong to this world.
Nian Qing was startled by his own thoughts. He concealed the gloom in his eyes and subconsciously took out the uneven chess piece from his sleeve and began to caress it.
It's alright... He's already given her the silver ring. Next time she suddenly leaves, he'll know where she is.
"Fragments of Brocade".
Mu Jianjian was half-squatting on the ground, smelling the fragrance of flowers wafting towards her. She paused when she heard the boy's words. "Shattered Brocade Scroll? That name sounds familiar. I feel like I've heard it somewhere before."
She murmured it over and over again, beginning a thorough search of her memories.
Nian Qing lowered her eyes and remained silent.
Everyone in the Upper Realm knows the Broken Brocade Slip; even if they don't know it, they still have an impression of it...
While recalling her memories, Mu Jianjian finally had a flash of inspiration: wasn't the Broken Brocade Scroll what her senior brother wanted back in the Wood Spirit Clan?
This magical artifact originated from the celestial palace in the upper realm ten thousand years ago!
"Um... what's the use of this magic artifact?" Mu Jianjian's eyes darted around, and she picked up a flower next to her, swaying as she walked over to Nian Qing, her expression ingratiating.
Judging from the name, it doesn't seem to be an offensive magic weapon, so it must be more of a support weapon.
"It is said that the Broken Brocade Scroll can not only preserve and replicate memories, but also retain the owner's secret techniques and true energy for a period of time." Nian Qing was not impatient with the girl's many questions, but was extremely patient, and the smile on his lips never stopped.
Mu Jianjian was taken aback. She recalled what had happened in the Wood Spirit Clan in the Xuan Tian Secret Realm. Her mind was a little dizzy, and a guess vaguely popped into her mind, but she did not dare to make a conclusion immediately.
“Miss Mu, it’s not good to be distracted right now.” Nian Qing leaned down next to the dazed girl, her eyes reflecting the girl’s image, but her consciousness was already focused on a corner of the courtyard.
Mu Jianjian was still lost in her own thoughts and didn't notice anything amiss.
"Boom boom boom—"
The upheaval happened in the blink of an eye. The once warm and cozy courtyard began to shake, and the stone slabs on the ground started to crack in one place, revealing deep fissures. The flowers and plants couldn't help but fall into the cracks and disappear without a trace in the dark underground.
Mu Jianjian was startled, but as she turned around, she was picked up by the person behind her. Strong arms, a warm embrace, and a voice whispering in her ear—
"Miss Mu, don't be afraid."
Nian Qing smiled and embraced the girl's delicate body, but then an even more violent shaking came, and he withdrew his grip.
"ah."
Mu Jianjian looked down at the ground that was beginning to fall, revealing a dark, unlit bottom. She felt the force of the falling weight on her body and instantly lost her balance, crying out in surprise. She instinctively opened her arms and wrapped them around Nian Qing's neck.
The sandstorm swirled around her, making it hard for her to open her eyes. She had to lower her head slightly to feel a little better.
"Fellow Daoist, if you obediently hand over the banner of this courtyard, we will not make things difficult for you." A voice came from the corner of the courtyard. Behind the dust, only two figures could be vaguely seen, and their faces could not be clearly seen.
Mu Jianjian blinked in Nian Qing's arms.
She had just searched all the exits in the courtyard but found nothing. Why did the cultivators from the other courtyard seem to be able to enter so easily?
"The first test is cultivation level, and the second test is spiritual power and consciousness. Each courtyard may seem to have no way out, but in fact, every flower and blade of grass is a way out." Nian Qing's voice was gentle and patient.
"Why are you saying all this?" Mu Jianjian asked, her doubts now cleared up.
"I'll explain it to you." He seemed oblivious to the girl's dry tone.
"Of course I know, it's so simple, I can tell at a glance, okay?" Mu Jianjian stubbornly refused to admit it.
Nian Qing's smile deepened, but he did not expose the girl in his arms' bravado.
"Hey! You two! Didn't you hear me? I didn't say anything!" The other two felt insulted as they watched the two bickering as if no one else was around.
Although the white-robed man's cultivation level was unclear, the woman in his arms possessed no true energy whatsoever!
What gives them the right to be so arrogant?
"Forget it, let's just go for it. Let's beat these two arrogant guys to their knees and beg for mercy!" The tall man waved his hand and instantly disappeared into the gray dust, as if he had never existed.
Mu Jianjian turned her head to look at the two people who disappeared into the dust, and a sliver of light appeared in her right pupil.
"Be careful, they're waiting to ambush us from the sandstorm." The secret technique must be related to concealing oneself in the sandstorm, so the moment the opponent appeared in the courtyard, they used the secret technique to blast away the artificial hills and vegetation, creating a better environment for the secret technique to adapt.
"Is Miss Mu worried about me?" Nian Qing, dressed in white, stood on the sand and stones. The dark yellow sand around him did not soil his robes, but instead made him even more eye-catching.
"No," Mu Jianjian denied dryly, but the moment she did, she tightened her grip on the other person's neck and quickly said, "One is in the southeast, and the other is in the north. They're coming together."
Upon hearing this, Nian Qing raised an eyebrow in surprise. This sandstorm had the effect of blocking divine sense detection. He could only see the direction of the other party by adding the quenching fire condensed from the black lotus to his divine sense. But the girl in his arms...
How could someone with no cultivation or true energy accurately determine the opponent's location?
"What are you standing there for? Trust me," Mu Jianjian said quickly, seeing that the man hadn't moved and thinking he didn't believe her. "We're in this together now. What good would it do me to hurt you?"
“I have no doubt about Miss Mu’s words.” Nian Qing picked up a black chess piece from her sleeve and slowly placed it in the air in front of her. In the next moment, square-shaped lines appeared under the black piece, beginning to divide the entire area!
Mu Jianjian looked at the black chess piece and felt it looked strangely familiar, but then thought she was being too sensitive and overthinking it.
How could she possibly recognize a magical artifact from ten thousand years ago?
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