This was the second time Xiao Dong had received the honor of being assigned a mission by his king. The first one had been very hard for him to accomplish. In fact, even though he tried his best, he hadn’t really contributed any major achievements. If anything, then he only sometimes managed to make sure that Shao Hai wouldn’t be able to get close to His Majesty’s beloved and instead had to train his sword arts. This could hardly be called a contribution at all.
But this second mission seemed much easier in comparison. He only had to find a special opportunity for His Majesty to appear before his beloved. That couldn’t be so difficult, could it? No, he was sure that this time, nothing would go wrong!
With that thought in mind, Xiao Dong started to inquire about any mortal festivities that would come up soon. Wasn’t there some festival intended for lovers to confess their feelings? Wasn’t there some festival where people would go out and have fun while wearing masks so that His Majesty would be able to hide his identity and then get close to his beloved in that manner? Continue reading
Xiao Dong sheathed his sword and hurried over to the two of them, grabbing Shao Hai by the shoulder and pulling him away. “What are you even saying? You barely managed to get through the simple manual yourself and you want to teach him?! Aren’t you afraid you’ll teach him something wrong?”
Shao Hai slapped his hand away and furrowed his brows. “What are you even saying? I might not have been fast and there might still be some things I’m not very good at but I have managed to get through the manual! So how could it be wrong? And furthermore, I’m just helping him out a bit. He could take a look at the manual himself. And if there’s something he doesn’t understand, then we can still go and ask the seniors!” Continue reading
“Still no progress?” Shao Hai couldn’t help but furrow his brows while he asked and watch for Jing Yi’s reaction. He didn’t want to pour salt onto his wounds but so much time had already gone by and he had never heard him say that there had even been a little bit of progress. So every once in a while he would still ask and then try to make him ask his senior martial brother again to get some tips. Wasn’t that how the other disciples learned to cultivate? It couldn’t be that his Xiao Yi wouldn’t be able to do what they did, could it?
Jing Yi gave a wry smile and shook his head. “No, nothing yet.”
Shao Hai reached out and patted his shoulder. “Don’t take it to heart. I’m sure you’ll still be able to become a hero. Who knows? Maybe it’s more likely for people to become heroes when they are older? Nobody ever said they had to be really young.” Continue reading
Qiguan Cheng Da motioned at the chair opposite him with a smile. “Why don’t you sit down? Learning this isn’t something that can be done fast and explaining it might also take some time. So make yourself comfortable.”
Jing Yi happily sat down on the chair, looking at Qiguan Cheng Da with sparkling eyes. He really had so much luck that he knew this nice senior martial brother. He really wondered how other people were able to learn about spiritual energy and how to imbue it. If they didn’t know a person that was as nice as senior martial brother Qiguan, then wouldn’t they forever be unable to find out how to do it? They had to be so disappointed! They wanted to become heroes but they weren’t able to. And just because of something like that. Really too sad!
Qiguan Cheng Da cleared his throat. “Spiritual energy has to do with our spiritual veins. First of all, you need to take it in and only then you’ll be able to expel it and imbue it into something else.” Continue reading
The disciple brought Jing Yi over to a spot close to the border between the inner and outer sect not far from the Sect Master’s peak to speak to Qiguan Cheng Da. He still didn’t feel good about this but he had given up on the notion of helping Jing Yi. The boy had wanted to contact Qiguan Cheng Da himself so he shouldn’t get involved. When the child was older, he would notice for himself what kind of person Qiguan Cheng Da was. And until then, Qiguan Cheng Da shouldn’t go overboard. After all, this was only a child. And even one that didn’t know how to cultivate. He wouldn’t do anything to him.
The disciple stopped a few meters short of where Qiguan Cheng Da was sitting in a small pavilion with another disciple and cleared his throat.
The two of them turned to look at them and the disciple hurriedly lowered his head. Continue reading
Shao Hai happily thanked the disciple and then ran back to where Jing Yi and Xiao Dong were waiting. He held the jade slip in front of Jing Yi and smiled.
Jing Yi carefully took it from Shao Hai’s hands and turned it between his fingers. It looked really pretty but that was everything he could say about it. He turned back to Shao Hai and curiously blinked his eyes.
Shao Hai had wanted to tell him what he found out just now but then he remembered that he had pretended to know beforehand. So … How was he supposed to say this? He cleared his throat and finally pretended not to remember why he had gone in the first place. “I just went and asked one of the senior martial brothers about how a cultivator could take a look at the missions. It seems that you need to imbue your spiritual energy into this jade. Then, you’ll be able to see the mission.” Continue reading
The two of them kept quiet for a while before Leng Jin Yu turned to the side and raised his brows. “Was that what you came here for originally?”
Qiu Ling didn’t know how to answer. “Originally … I think originally, I just wanted to flee. And I guess I promised him to ask you or my Master about cultivation. Since, well, he wants to hurry up. As I said.”
“I see. Well, if you really don’t want to get involved anymore, then it wouldn’t be a good idea to ask, would it?”
Qiu Ling shook his head. “Then what? I can pretend not to have found either of you for a while but I can’t do so forever. And I can’t just vanish on him, can I? I’m afraid that might just motivate him to cultivate even faster so that he can go and look for me in the dragon realm. Ah, I did everything wrong.” Continue reading
Yun Bei Fen perked up. Right! Senior martial brother Mei had promised to make a sword for him. He had completely forgotten about that after everything that had happened with Xiao Hui and Da Hei. He grabbed onto his sleeve with sparkling eyes. “You really want to make my sword now?”
Mei Chao Bing chuckled and pulled him onto his lap. “Well, I can’t forge it right here but we will have to plan it first anyway.”
Even though his first senior martial brother cared about swords a lot, Yun Bei Fen didn’t know about them too much. At the very least, he didn’t really know how a sword was being made. “So what exactly do we need to plan? Is it something I can help with?”
“Well, is there something that’s important to you? I mean what kind of sword would you like?” Continue reading
Qiu Ling furrowed his brows and looked around. This place was one of the courtyards of the palace. In fact, it wasn’t far from the private chambers of the king. He might not have spent much time there since he became king but he remembered it pretty well. Back when he was a child, he had once run here after making trouble and his father got even angrier than usual when he caught him.
Qiu Ling sighed at that thought. “Well, it figures the old man would pull out this one out of all the places, huh?”
“Qiu Ling?” Leng Jin Yu leaned around the corner and raised his brows. He had heard a voice but hadn’t been too sure if it was the person he thought of. It was indeed … his son. “What are you doing here?”
Qiu Ling turned around and furrowed his brows. “I should be the one asking that!” He motioned around in the courtyard in an agitated mood. “What is this?”
“Well, your uncle-in-law told me that I could already craft the realm as long as I only tied it down with a basic array. So I did.” Continue reading
Qiu Ling rushed over to his Master’s peak without really paying attention to anything around him. In his thoughts, he could only see Jing He’s face, the beautiful dark eyes looking at him sadly. Right now, he dreaded the moment they would see each other again. At that time, what would Jing He say? ‘Why did you decide in his favor? Why didn’t you choose me? Don’t you love me?’
If that was his reaction … No, he wouldn’t say that. Jing He would never say that. Qiu Ling couldn’t help but curse inwardly when he thought so. Yes, Jing He definitely wouldn’t say so. But just because he didn’t say so, didn’t mean that he wouldn’t think it. Knowing his beloved, that would be exactly what Jing He worried about but he would keep his thoughts to himself, quietly suffering the doubt and the feeling of rejection. If it came to that, he might have a hard time regaining his trust. He couldn’t let that happen. Continue reading