ATPnovel Chapter 91 Lin Mo's Reincarnation: Zhao Yeqing
Chapter 91 Lin Mo's Reincarnation: Zhao Yeqing
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A person often thinks about many things when looking at the sea.
When a down-on-his-luck scholar looks at the sea, he might think of the girl he longs for day and night, her every smile and frown, her gentle tenderness, her tearful eyes at parting, and the resolute determination in her saying "I will never regret it."
When an aging swordsman gazes at the sea, he might recall his younger self, eager to make a name for himself; his neighbor, the magnanimous brother who casually pulled out his savings of several years and pretended to be indifferent; the fairy he once secretly admired who eventually married someone else; and the desolation he felt when he finally achieved fame and became a lonely figure...
The bearded man always looked desolate when he looked at the sea, while Sweetie's expression was the most forlorn. The fat man, as always, drooled when he looked at the sea; if he could, Zhao Yeqing felt the fat man would drink the seawater. Doctor Hu preferred looking at medicine to the sea, because he couldn't understand what was so interesting about it. Only Chu Yuntian looked truly domineering when he looked at the sea, his sword aura radiating confidence.
When Zhao Yeqing looked at the sea, he was always radiant, his gaze seemingly reaching to the very end of the sea.
That night, after Zhao Yeqing finished practicing her sword, she stood next to Chu Yuntian, and the two looked at the sea together in silence.
Chu Yuntian had nothing to say, while Zhao Yeqing was thinking about how to start the conversation.
"Uncle Chu, what do you think about when you look at the sea?" Zhao Yeqing asked.
"I never think about anything." Chu Yuntian's voice was as cold as the moonlight.
"Oh." Zhao Yeqing shrugged, thinking to herself, "You really are a master of conversation."
He fell silent again. Zhao Yeqing had been waiting for Chu Yuntian to ask, "So what are you thinking about?", but all he got was a sea breeze.
He sighed and said, "Uncle Chu, I'm seven years old this year."
Chu Yuntian nodded.
Zhao Yeqing sighed again, as if doing so would make him seem more like an adult.
"You know, children have a very strong sense of curiosity when they reach the age of seven."
"What do you want to ask?"
Zhao Yeqing paced back and forth with his hands behind his back, mimicking the pacing of a preoccupied adult, and said softly, "Our island is clearly inhabited by people, so why is it called Prisoner Dragon Island?"
Chu Yuntian did not answer him.
Zhao Yeqing said to himself, "Our island is surrounded by the sea, and the seawater isn't particularly turbulent, yet I've never seen a single ship pass by here. Not a single one. So I carefully observed Prisoner Dragon Island and discovered that it's like a seed; whenever the seawater surges, it moves slightly!" Zhao Yeqing secretly observed Chu Yuntian and found that he still had a blank expression.
So Zhao Yeqing, mimicking the big beard, stroked his chin, even though it was smooth, and continued, "Later, I asked my uncles and aunts why our island is called Prisoner Dragon Island. They all shook their heads and said they didn't know, but when they said they didn't know, there was always a strange sense of panic in their eyes! I asked them again, 'Do you want to leave this island?' Guess what their reaction was?"
Chu Yuntian drew the sword Zhao Yeqing had stuck in the ground and gently wiped the blade with two fingers.
Zhao Yeqing looked up at Chu Yuntian and said softly, "My dear, beloved Uncle Big Beard has rarely been angry, but it's at himself! My Second Aunt is always smiling, but she shed a few tears! My Fatty Uncle loves to eat, but after hearing my question, he hasn't eaten all day! And my Uncle Hu actually drank a bottle of sleeping potion and knocked himself out on the ground!"
"So what?" Chu Yuntian said coldly.
Zhao Yeqing ran over with a grin and tugged at Chu Yuntian's sleeve, saying, "So why is this island called Prisoner Dragon Island? Does it hide some earth-shattering secret?"
Chu Yuntian sighed for no reason and tossed the sword in his hand to Zhao Yeqing.
Zhao Yeqing took the sword, puzzled, when Chu Yuntian said:
"Didn't you already bring the Turtle Breathing Pill and the Fish Eye Pearl? Go find your answer in your own way."
Zhao Yeqing scratched his head, never expecting that his little secret would be seen through by this person. Zhao Yeqing really wanted to tear off the black cloth covering Chu Yuntian's eyes to see if he was truly blind.
Zhao Yeqing blinked. "I always feel that the answers I'm looking for are at the bottom of the sea, so I'm going to go underwater!"
"Is this what you call curiosity?"
"yes!"
"But curiosity is a harmful thing."
"But you can't deny that curiosity can also save lives!"
Whom do you want to save?
"Save you, save me, save all the uncles, aunts, and grandmas on the island!"
"Alright, then take this sword with you."
Zhao Yeqing opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but Chu Yuntian ignored him. He hesitated, surprised that Chu Yuntian had agreed so quickly. But then he thought about it and realized it made sense; this was more in line with Chu Yuntian's style. If Chu Yuntian were to ramble on and on with him, he wouldn't be the cold-blooded swordsman teaching him swordsmanship.
Facing the sea, Zhao Yeqing felt a strange feeling welling up inside him. He couldn't quite describe it, but it seemed to be encouraging and inspiring him, filling him with confidence!
Zhao Yeqing had always felt that his blood wasn't cold, nor hot, but rather lukewarm. He disliked his cold-blooded self, because he felt cold-blooded people were too ruthless. He had fantasized that one day his blood would become hot, but now, the peaceful days were eerily lukewarm. He thought he wouldn't get excited or passionate, but everyone has those moments when their heart is excited, their blood boils, and their rationality is buried by that boiling passion; their composure vanishes completely. Zhao Yeqing neither liked nor hated this feeling, because it's something that everyone experiences during their growth. This feeling often leads your body to make choices, and you completely open your heart and mind to accept it, even if the feeling is wrong!
He said in a deep voice, "Okay!"
The seawater wasn't cold; on the contrary, it was a bit warm.
Perhaps it's because Prison Dragon Island is perpetually spring-like, Zhao Yeqing thought to herself.
Zhao Yeqing swallowed the Turtle Breath Pill and the Fish Eye Pearl, and with the sword that Chu Yuntian had forged for him, he dived into the sea.
The Turtle Breathing Pill allows one to breathe and speak freely underwater, while the Fish Eye Pearl enables one to see clearly what is in the water. Both of these treasures were secretly slipped into his pocket by Sweetie.
The sea was quiet, and thanks to the fish-eye pearl, Zhao Yeqing could see his surroundings clearly.
He expected to see all sorts of creatures, but apart from the common fish, there was nothing particularly noteworthy.
Just then, a wave crashed onto the sea, and the sound of the churning seawater was exceptionally clear.
Perhaps it was too shallow, Zhao Yeqing thought. From this vantage point, he could still see the full moon on the sea.
Indeed, the moon shines just as brightly whether it's in the sky or on the water.
Zhao Yeqing held the sword Chu Yuntian had handed him. He had clearly felt the sword trembling slightly, as if it were pulling him to continue exploring downwards.
It was very quiet around him; the only sound he could hear was his own even breathing.
He tried to relax his body and calm his restless mind. Only by relaxing could he completely get rid of the "heaviness" that had been affecting him.
Zhao Yeqing felt as if he were soaring. Although he was heading to the deeper seabed, the feeling was like flying in the sky, even though he had never flown on a sword before.
"Let it sink like this," Zhao Yeqing thought to herself.
Gradually, the surrounding scenery seemed to become more colorful. Vibrant fish darted around me, and before my eyes appeared one bright red lantern after another—were those corals? And there were many other creatures I couldn't name; were they sea anemones?
"It was indeed because I hadn't dived very shallowly," Zhao Yeqing thought to herself.
He watched it all intently, not wanting to miss a single scene. It was a breathtakingly beautiful painting, especially when one was also part of it.
But the only thing that didn't fit was the sword; Zhao Yeqing felt that the sword was shaking more and more violently.
How deep is the sea? Zhao Yeqing didn't know, just as he didn't know how far away the ocean was. The deeper the sea, the quieter it should be, yet Zhao Yeqing heard a faint, indistinct chanting. Was it the song of sea spirits?
He didn't know; all he knew was that he was still descending.
He thought he might as well just dive down there.
The sea spirit's voice gradually became ethereal, like someone gently calling you from afar. Her voice captivated you, making you yearn for it. Zhao Yeqing felt no fatigue whatsoever, as if the spirit had taken away all her weariness, even her worries.
Zhao Yeqing had no thoughts in his mind; it was as if even his heart was empty.
He closed his eyes, his body still slowly sinking, not even knowing how far he had gone. He thought of nothing, did nothing; his mind and body were completely relaxed. His breathing became even, as if he had become one with the sea.
Just sleep like this, don't care about anything else, everything is irrelevant to me, at this moment, I belong only to this sea...
He's going to sleep.
But the sword in his hand wouldn't let him sleep!
The sword that Chu Yuntian had forged for him was trembling in his hand!
Wake up! Zhao Yeqing! Wake up quickly!
The sounds around me were like thunderclaps! But now they sound so familiar and comforting!
The sword in his hand stopped trembling, but Zhao Yeqing didn't think it had calmed down, because he could feel the sword's heartbeat!
Do swords have heartbeats?
"call--"
When Zhao Yeqing opened his eyes, he felt a wave of exhaustion wash over him like the sea. He had no strength in any of his limbs except for the hand holding the sword.
Fortunately, someone helped him up.
The first thing Zhao Yeqing saw was that familiar, cold face—Chu Yuntian's face!
"Uncle Chu..."
Zhao Yeqing had so many questions he wanted to ask, such as why you are here, and how I fell asleep... but his mouth remained tightly shut, and he didn't say a word.
Because his surroundings were hardly a pleasant place to talk to.
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It was too dark around, so even the fish-eye beads were useless.
Zhao Yeqing thought to herself, "When I submerged, I could see my surroundings clearly, so why is it pitch black now?"
But he soon realized he was wrong; the surroundings weren't truly dark, because a greenish light shone into his eyes.
At this moment, Chu Yuntian restrained him with one hand and held a sword in the other. The sword in Zhao Yeqing's hand became as quiet as he was.
If it weren't for that green light, the two would have been surrounded by endless darkness.
When Zhao Yeqing saw where the light came from, he actually thought that endless darkness was better.
The light emanated from his eyes.
Those were a pair of eyes that shone with green light.
And the owner of those green eyes was... a monster? Zhao Yeqing couldn't figure out what it was. He just hoped that it was blind and could ignore the existence of the two of them.
But this thing was getting closer and closer to them, less than ten meters away, and it was hard for Zhao Yeqing not to see it.
Its pupils were like empty voids that could devour life, their eerie green light flickering like will-o'-the-wisps within. Its face was sharp, as sharp as the two rows of teeth that grew on its skin. Its skin was a sickly white, and its emaciated body was so unsettling that one dared not look directly at it.
The monster stopped when it was about eight meters away from them. Zhao Yeqing saw it circling around them. Was it sizing them up?
Zhao Yeqing looked at Chu Yuntian, wondering how he would react when he saw the monster.
To everyone's surprise, Chu Yuntian spoke first: "This is a dragon servant."
"You know this monster?" Zhao Yeqing was startled.
Chu Yuntian nodded and said, "Although I am blind and cannot see them, they exist in my mind."
Zhao Yeqing didn't understand what Chu Yuntian meant by "existing in his mind." He just wanted to figure out the current situation, so he asked, "What is a Dragon Servant?"
Zhao Yeqing suppressed her discomfort and examined the pale dragon servant. It had a humanoid body, but no part of it was completely human-like. What was most striking were its claws; when the four claws touched together, they produced a harsh metallic clang. Zhao Yeqing had no doubt that this monster's claws could disembowel a person.
"A dragon's servant," Chu Yuntian said calmly.
Zhao Yeqing was startled, a chill creeping up his spine. He asked hoarsely, "Is there really a dragon?"
Chu Yuntian didn't answer him directly, but instead asked, "Do you now know the origin of the name 'Prisoner Dragon Island'?"
Zhao Yeqing was stunned. "Prisoner Dragon Island...is it an island imprisoning dragons?" He felt a chill run through his body. Was it the cold that took away his warmth?
Looking down, Zhao Yeqing could see nothing at all. Beneath him lay endless darkness, a darkness that seemed to conceal the gaping maw of a monster, waiting for its prey to come to it.
The dragon servant suddenly became extremely agitated, and it had gill-like organs growing from its neck. At this moment, the dragon servant was frantically swinging its sharp claws, as if it wanted to tear something apart.
"What is it doing?" Zhao Yeqing was taken aback.
"It's trying to tear apart the barrier I set up." Although Chu Yuntian's eyes were covered by a black cloth, he could still accurately face the pale dragon servant.
"A barrier?" Zhao Ye calmed himself down and sensed it. Sure enough, there was a faint barrier enveloping the two of them.
"Why did it tear apart the barrier?" Zhao Yeqing knew immediately that this was a foolish question, so he quickly asked another one that he thought was more insightful:
"What if it can't be torn?"
Chu Yuntian countered with, "If a delicious dinner were placed in front of you, but you couldn't eat it, what would you do?"
"Then I won't eat it."
Chu Yuntian fell silent, clearly not expecting such an answer.
Zhao Yeqing, however, realized what was happening and exclaimed in surprise, "You mean it can call out to its companions?!"
Before Chu Yuntian could speak, the dragon servant suddenly let out a piercing scream. This sound could actually pierce through the barrier, and Zhao Yeqing felt a wave of nausea, his heart filled with horror. He hurriedly covered his ears. But this sound seemed to penetrate the flesh and even reach the mind! Zhao Yeqing felt dizzy, and the urge to vomit grew stronger. He wanted to tell Chu Yuntian about his condition, but his throat choked with words…
Zheng—
Chu Yuntian flicked his wrist slightly, producing a crisp sword sound!
That sword cry was like heavenly music!
"Concentrate your mind and gather your energy," Chu Yuntian said.
Zhao Yeqing nodded, the crisp sound of the sword dispelling all discomfort. He held the sword horizontally in front of his chest, gathering his sword intent there.
The eerie green light, like will-o'-the-wisps, illuminated the dark depths of the sea.
The number of dragon servants increased, more and more. Ten, twenty, fifty... Zhao Yeqing had lost count of how many there were. He knew his face must be deathly pale, and he might even be able to compete with these ugly dragon servants.
The dragon servants finally surrounded the two. At this moment, the sea area was only three colors: black, green, and white.
All the dragon servants stopped eight meters away from them, clearly indicating that they had not broken through the barrier. They were simply circling around them in a chaotic manner, and Zhao Yeqing felt uncomfortable as soon as he saw their emaciated bodies and expressionless, pointed faces.
But he dared not close his eyes; in this situation, the darkness behind his eyes was even more unsettling.
"Uncle Chu, can your barrier stop them?" Zhao Yeqing looked at Chu Yuntian, whose expression remained calm, as if surprise, panic, and anger never appeared on his face.
Chu Yuntian said softly, "Look."
One of the dragon servants suddenly extended its sharp claws, but instead of reaching for the barrier, it extended its claws towards the dragon servant next to it.
brush--
The dragon servant was instantly disemboweled, spitting out a large amount of green blood!
Suddenly, all the dragon servants became excited, charging madly at the dying dragon servant, tearing at it viciously with their sharp teeth. Then another dragon servant extended its claws towards its companion, and another spurt of dark green blood gushed out. Finally, all the dragon servants began to fight each other, their pale bodies and green blood mingling together, and sharp, mournful howls echoed throughout the sea…
It was like purgatory!
"What...are they doing?" Zhao Yeqing felt nauseous again, not from mental discomfort, but from sheer disgust.
"Perhaps they feel there are too many of their own kind, and two people aren't enough for them to share," Chu Yuntian said coldly.
Zhao Yeqing's heart pounded with anxiety. "Can we leave here?"
"Has your curiosity been satisfied?"
Zhao Yeqing silently lowered her head, "Completely satisfied."
Chu Yuntian said, "Hold me tight."
"Oh." Zhao Yeqing did as instructed, his height just enough to hug Chu Yuntian's leg. Then he saw Chu Yuntian swing his sword, a seemingly ordinary strike, no different from any other. But Zhao Yeqing felt himself gradually losing his hearing; he could no longer hear the dragon servant's piercing howls. He also felt himself going blind; besides the suffocating, boundless darkness, he could no longer clearly see Yuntian's calm face.
His throat felt blocked, just like when he first heard the dragon servant's howl.
He wanted to shout, but couldn't utter a single word. Losing his hearing and sight was terrible enough, let alone losing his voice. He should have been panicked, but he wasn't, because he was clinging to Chu Yuntian's leg; Chu Yuntian was someone who could give him peace of mind.
When Zhao Yeqing opened her eyes, she saw a sky full of stars.
He sat up abruptly, and after seeing Chu Yuntian standing to the side with his hands behind his back, facing the sea, he breathed a long sigh of relief.
Overwhelmed by exhaustion, Zhao Yeqing could no longer hold on and gently lay down.
He was covered with a soft blanket, which was extremely comfortable and warm.
He was sleepy.
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After experiencing that thrilling night, Zhao Yeqing became diligent in everything he learned. Every day after practicing swordsmanship with Chu Yuntian, Zhao Yeqing would add a lot of extra training for himself, and he practiced extremely hard and seriously, which even moved Chu Yuntian, who was secretly observing him.
Big Beard and Sweetie saw it all and felt heartbroken. At first, they were worried that Zhao Yeqing might suffer some childhood trauma from diving into the deep sea. They secretly discussed not teasing Zhao Yeqing anymore, but showing him more care and acting like elders. They couldn't treat the seven-year-old Zhao Yeqing like a puppy anymore.
So Big Beard stopped releasing wild boars to train Zhao Yeqing, Sweetie stopped teaching him too many hidden weapon techniques while teasing him, Fatty, who had a speech impediment, even started cooking for himself, and even Doctor Hu, who only cared about medicinal herbs, stopped using Zhao Yeqing as a medicine pot for experiments. Their concern is evident.
At first, Zhao Yeqing was very surprised, but then he realized something was wrong. He felt that his uncles and aunts were suddenly being so affectionate towards him, either because they had taken the wrong medicine or because they were conspiring to mess with him. With these thoughts in mind, Zhao Yeqing became suspicious and finally learned the whole story from his chubby uncle, who had the most slurred speech.
Moved to tears, Zhao Yeqing surprisingly offered to practice pig-slaughtering knife skills, learn hidden weapons, cook for Uncle Pang, and act as his healer. At first, Big Beard, Sweetie, and the others refused, but they couldn't stand Zhao Yeqing's persistent nagging, so they finally agreed verbally, though they were still worried.
Fortunately, Zhao Yeqing's performance put their minds at ease.
Beside the pigpen, a large and a small figure stood solemnly.
The bearded man asked, "Are you ready?"
Zhao Yeqing nodded and gently stroked the pig-slaughtering knife in her hand.
With a loud shout, the bearded man flung open the pigpen gate, and a two-meter-tall chisel-toothed boar charged menacingly at Zhao Yeqing, who was holding a knife!
Unlike other wild boars, the chisel-toothed boar possesses long, ivory-like tusks and thick, tough skin, making it difficult for ordinary swords and knives to injure its bones. Although this chisel-toothed boar is still a juvenile, its tusks are already comparable to those of an adult chisel-toothed boar, making it easy for it to pierce through a strong and healthy adult.
The butcher knife in Zhao Yeqing's hand wasn't very sharp and was quite heavy, but if he used all his strength to chop at the neck of a chisel-toothed boar, it could still kill it instantly. It was specially made for him by Big Beard, because Big Beard taught him how to slit a throat with one stroke, not how to make fancy, random slashes.
The chisel-toothed boar was running at full speed, its tusks already aimed at the boy in front of it.
Zhao Yeqing closed her eyes, let her hands hang naturally, and relaxed her whole body.
The bearded man watched in trepidation! Because he had never taught Zhao Yeqing this kind of combat technique!
The chisel-toothed boar drew closer and closer to the boy, raising clouds of dust, and the sound of the boar running was like war drums.
Zhao Yeqing still didn't move. What was he doing?
The bearded man suppressed his impulse to speak up and remind the boy.
Because in his eyes, Zhao Yeqing was never a child who would be easily given up on.
He chose to believe Zhao Yeqing.
Zhao Yeqing closed his eyes; all he felt was darkness.
This darkness is like the deep sea.
In this darkness, he thought again of those pale dragon servants swimming around him.
He thought of the dragon servant's piercing howl, and its sharp claws that seemed to rip open bellies...
And then there was Chu Yuntian, with that final sword strike—
That sword strike, brimming with sword energy, shattered nearly a hundred dragon servants!
After the sword strike.
The dragon servant gradually disappeared from Zhao Yeqing's mind, the green blood disappeared, Chu Yuntian's appearance disappeared, and everything returned to darkness...
Only that one sword strike, dazzling and eye-catching, brought a ray of light.
The chisel-toothed boar was only five meters away. Even with his big beard, he was on edge. He reached for the butcher knife at his waist. He would never let Zhao Yeqing suffer even the slightest harm.
The bearded man stopped moving.
Because he saw that Zhao Yeqing finally moved.
Zhao Yeqing opened her eyes and saw only light.
As he gripped the butcher knife, his body moved as well, his entire being seeming to dance in the air like a willow leaf swaying in the spring breeze.
Every time the chisel-toothed boar was about to encounter him, it skillfully dodged.
The chisel-toothed boar couldn't find Zhao Yeqing's figure. By the time it could see Zhao Yeqing, its head was already on the yellow earth.
Its head was chopped off with a single, light stroke.
They can't even feel pain.
Zhao Yeqing quietly wiped the pig-slaughtering knife.
The bearded man walked over and said softly, "Zhao Yeqing, that knife of yours..."
Zhao Yeqing raised his head and stared at the sparse beard he had pulled out.
Even pigs would applaud you!
Zhao Yeqing laughed and said loudly, "It's all thanks to Uncle's excellent teaching!"
A few days later, Big Beard, Sweetie, Fatty, and Dr. Hu gathered together for a meeting.
Sweetie spoke first: "You all tell me about Zhao Yeqing's performance."
The fat man stammered, "Zhao Yeqing... pestered me... to teach him a higher level of lightness skill... not long after... we had a competition..."
"What competition?" the bearded man asked.
"Throw leaves into the air... then use the leaves to jump up... then throw leaves again... see who gets the highest in the end..." the fat man suddenly shut his mouth.
The bearded man pressed on, asking, "What happened?"
The fat man, however, remained silent, as if he had entered a state of complete silence.
The voice on the other end was from Dr. Hu: "As a result, the third brother fell from the sky. Meanwhile, Zhao Yeqing scattered a handful of leaves at the highest point, and used the leaves in the air to gracefully land."
"How did you know?" the bearded man asked.
"Because Zhao Yeqing dragged me to watch this match, he made a bet with me: if he wins, I'll teach him how to poison people," Dr. Hu said coldly.
"Did you teach him?" the bearded man asked.
Dr. Hu snorted coldly, clearly knowing the answer to the question.
Sweetie asked with a smile, "Big brother, how's Zhao Yeqing's swordsmanship training with you going?"
The bearded man sighed, "How's the pork you guys have been eating lately?"
Sweetie giggled and said, "Of course it's good."
The bearded man laughed and said, "Then you should understand how well Zhao Yeqing has practiced his swordsmanship. With this one strike, even a pig dies without any pain."
Sweetie nodded and joked, "Zhao Yeqing has also learned a lot about how to use hidden weapons from me. In a few years, he'll probably surpass me."
Dr. Hu said, "It seems that the incident with the Deep Sea Dragon Servant did not leave a shadow on Zhao Yeqing. On the contrary, I always feel that Zhao Yeqing has become even more mischievous."
The bearded man stroked his beard and said with satisfaction, "That's good." Thinking about the sword intent that Zhao Yeqing revealed when using the pig-slaughtering knife, he couldn't help but sigh, "I wonder how Zhao Yeqing is doing with his sword practice."
Tonight, the stars and the moon are a feast for the eyes. As usual, Zhao Yeqing comes to the beach to practice swordsmanship with Chu Yuntian.
Zhao Yeqing asked, "Why did you use a real sword this time?"
In the past, Zhao Yeqing used a real sword, while Chu Yuntian used a wooden sword. Whenever Zhao Yeqing fought, he would get a beating on the buttocks from Chu Yuntian. It could be said that Zhao Yeqing slept on his stomach many nights because his buttocks were too swollen and lying down was too painful.
Are you scared?
Zhao Yeqing laughed and said, "Of course I'm not afraid. You're the one who should be afraid."
"What am I afraid of?" Chu Yuntian asked.
"If you're not afraid, why are you fighting me with a real sword?"
"Because you can now touch the hem of my clothes, I believe you will soon be able to force me to take your sword strike, so I have decided to fight you with my real sword ahead of time," Chu Yuntian answered truthfully.
Zhao Yeqing sighed, "Right now, I can only barely touch the hem of your clothes."
Chu Yuntian drew his sword, pointed it directly at Zhao Yeqing, and said earnestly:
"That's already pretty good."
The Starry Night Flowers blooming at night are a sight that Zhao Yeqing never tires of. After each sword practice session, Zhao Yeqing's body would swell up, and he would like to lie on the patches of Starry Night Flowers and enjoy their refreshing fragrance.
He preferred to lie on it, gazing at the starry sky and daydreaming.
I wonder if the world outside is really as treacherous as Sweetie told him, where people abandon each other in times of trouble. Or is it like Big Beard described, with chivalrous heroes ready to help those in need, and loyal friends and brothers who stand by each other through thick and thin? If one day, I too would like to wear a green robe and roam the world with a sword…
Carefree and unrestrained, like a bird that never lands, soaring freely throughout its life.
If one day I want to take in all the scenery outside and cherish it dearly.
Of course, to lie on the Star Delight Flower, gazing at the sky and daydreaming, you still need to stop having a swollen bottom.
Zhao Yeqing is lying down now, because his buttocks are not swollen, but he has quite a few minor injuries on his body.
Chu Yuntian brought him a lot of medicinal herbs and taught him how to quickly heal his injuries.
After bandaging the wound, Zhao Yeqing was exhausted.
"When will I be able to wield that sword with the same flair as you?"
"Which sword strike's brilliance?" Chu Yuntian seemingly casually swung his sword, a sword aura shooting towards the sea, its immense power creating a five-meter-high wave. "This sword strike?"
Zhao Yeqing remained silent.
Chu Yuntian wanted to laugh, but the muscles in his face seemed stiff, as if he hadn't laughed for years. It turned out that it wasn't easy for a serious person to be able to laugh whenever he wanted.
"Maybe in ten years."
Zhao Yeqing, looking radiant, sat up: "Really?!"
Chu Yuntian nodded, finally able to chuckle softly:
"Of course it's fake."
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My thoughts returned to normal.
Zhao Yeqing casually swung his sword, and a sword aura shot towards the sea.
This casual sword strike sent up towering waves.
He has now mastered his divine skills.
But he has passed away.
The people who are by his side.
Now only Xiao Lan is left.
"The Great Wilderness? I never imagined I would set foot here again."
The moon was bright and the stars were few. Zhao Yeqing closed her eyes and fell asleep.