Chapter 088: Well-received
Su Tingyun doesn’t dare act without thinking. She is not the type that’s particularly impulsive. Although she is keyed up at this time, she dares not charge rashly.
The other party is cultivating the sword, but the killing faction is different from them. Little Uncle gets injured by swords all the time, the cultivator drawing spiritual energy into his body. It is reasonable to say that the injuries on the body could recover quickly without leaving scars. It’s only if he regularly gets wounded that the scars would keep piling up.
But at this time, there are too many wounds on him, and the water is dark red with blood. Looking at them jolts and alarms Su Tingyun. She can’t be impulsive, but neither can she ignore it. After a little hesitation, she plans to ask her Master to come and have a look. But just then, the sword formation slowly settles, and Little Uncle stands at the bottom of the lake, propped by his sword and quietly gasping for breath.
Sure enough, he is practicing swordsmanship. Fortunately she didn’t make a fool of herself.
Su Tingyun quietly retreats, but the Springwater Sword in her hand trembles slightly, then the movement suddenly and unexpectedly hurts her palm. The sword falls into the water by itself, and once in the water, it’s like a little snake, very quickly swimming into the bottom of the lake.
Su Tingyun promptly goes down after it, only to see the Springwater Sword thrusting towards Little Uncle’s back. She goes ashen-faced from fright, and shouts: “Little Uncle, get out of the way!”
Yan Yuqing is extremely exhausted, but he could feel the sword behind him. With a backhanded slash, his wrist uses the shift to somewhat parry the Springwater sword, then his body instantly moves to the side, evading the power of the sword.
Nobody is controlling the Springwater Sword in the first place, and it doesn’t have that much force. Now that it’s been blocked, it shifts its direction, directly hitting the sealing barrier at the bottom of the lake. With a clang, the blade curves, then springs away. It sinks under the water.
Su Tingyun completely didn’t expect that something like this would happen.
For the sword in her hand to dive into the water by itself and sneak an attack to Little Uncle, what the hell was that?
“Put your sword away.” The injuries on Yan Yuqing begin to recover. He stands in the sword array, and those simple flying swords shake gently. It gives the impression that there are cries and drums whenever he speaks, making his voice thick and majestic.
Su Tingyun’s sword is light green. It’s now like a calamus leaf down in the lake, and she could easily spot it. She picks up the Springwater sword, then hears Little Uncle speak again: “Your sword has a soul in it, and this soul thirsts for murder, so you need to raise it well. If that doesn’t work, find someone to re-forge it.”
She’s gearing up to explain that it wasn’t her intention for Springwater Sword to go out of control, and hurt someone accidentally. But it turns out that Little Uncle has already seen through it. Su Tingyun thinks about it, then takes out a Recovery Pill bottle, “Little Uncle, here’s a recovery Pill. Your injuries could heal up quicker if you take it.”
The sword wounds on his back criss-cross each other like cobwebs. When there were one or two of these scars, it was fine, it looked manly. But at the moment, Su Tingyun couldn’t bear to look too closely at the dense sword wounds. She has nothing but fear towards them.
Yan Yuqing ignores it, continuing to say, “The bottom of the lake has a lot of murderous intent. There are some obsessions lingering in these flying swords. Not suitable for your faction. Go up.”
As his voice falls, the flying swords ring, as if agreeing with Yan Yuqing’s words.
Su Tingyun notices that the broken broad sword at the center of the sword formation shakes slightly as well, and after it does, there seems to be a ripple on the sealing barrier at the bottom of the pool.
Is the seal of the Cleansing Sword Lake convenient for the cultivation of the killing faction?
Su Tingyun takes a second look at the seal, but she hears Little Uncle repeat: “Go up.”
“Yes, Little Uncle.”
Su Tingyun carefully holds the Springwater sword and leaves the Cleansing Sword Lake. Once she’s back on land, she looks at the medicine pill bottle in her left hand. She contemplates, then places it right on the stone by the lake.
After returning to her room, Su Tingyun couldn’t calm down. When the first glimmer of light comes up in the sky, Little Uncle emerges from under the water. He pauses by the lake, then takes out his clothes from a spatial treasure and puts them on. He lowers his head and glances at the pill bottle on the limestone. With the tip of his sword, he picks up the medicine bottle, then it slides securely on the blade. He brings the weapon closer and takes the bottle into his palm.
Then, the berobed Yan Yuqing makes his way to his place.
His chest is bare, the robe only half-covering him. His hair is still dripping, and the first rays dawn reflect on the tip of his sword. Su Tingyun is peeping through the small crack on the edge of her window, captivated by the manly allure.
Not because of the good looks.
In the realm of cultivation, both men and women, young and old, have extremely beautiful appearances. This body’s cheap husband is even more outstanding. He is handsome enough that it’s like he has his own halo, his body glows with splendor. Whenever he appears, the people and objects around him will lose their luster, making one ignore everything other than him.
But Little Uncle’s attractiveness is different from theirs. Because he has a sense of responsibility to support the Obliteration Sword Tower by himself, because he once stood stalwartly in front of her, he brought out the deeply buried stirrings of attraction in her heart.
However, there is the single most important reason— he’s not wearing anything!
Wide shoulders, thin waist, and solid abs. The thin clothes are undone, filling up her eyes and making her crave more. Speaking of which, she knows lust as well, but she unfortunately doesn’t have the boldness to pursue it.
The sun has risen up from the east now. It’s only after seeing Little Uncle’s back going farther away, that Su Tingyun could tear her gaze off and start cultivating. While she’s meditating, the Springwater Sword is placed on her lap. After working her spiritual energy for a cycle, she doesn’t forget to pour a little bit into the flying sword.
“You’ve been lonely at the bottom of the pool for too long. I will be with you in the future. Don’t be mad all the time. It’s wrong to hurt people.” After speaking, Su Tingyun reaches out and lightly pets the sword blade.
The flying sword shakes slightly, and the red mark on the tip moves like it’s alive. But when the jade ring on Su Tingyun’s hand touches the body of the sword, it settles down completely.
This minute change does not attract Su Tingyun’s attention.
After operating her spiritual energy for a cycle, it’s almost time again. After she prepares the meal, she uses the Heaven Mending Cauldron to refine two batches of spiritual energy pills. She estimates that the three children will be able to break through the Qi-condensation period in about a month. By then, she wouldn’t have to rack her brains every day to prepare food.
Chapter 088: Well-received
Su Tingyun doesn’t dare act without thinking. She is not the type that’s particularly impulsive. Although she is keyed up at this time, she dares not charge rashly.
The other party is cultivating the sword, but the killing faction is different from them. Little Uncle gets injured by swords all the time, the cultivator drawing spiritual energy into his body. It is reasonable to say that the injuries on the body could recover quickly without leaving scars. It’s only if he regularly gets wounded that the scars would keep piling up.
But at this time, there are too many wounds on him, and the water is dark red with blood. Looking at them jolts and alarms Su Tingyun. She can’t be impulsive, but neither can she ignore it. After a little hesitation, she plans to ask her Master to come and have a look. But just then, the sword formation slowly settles, and Little Uncle stands at the bottom of the lake, propped by his sword and quietly gasping for breath.
Sure enough, he is practicing swordsmanship. Fortunately she didn’t make a fool of herself.
Su Tingyun quietly retreats, but the Springwater Sword in her hand trembles slightly, then the movement suddenly and unexpectedly hurts her palm. The sword falls into the water by itself, and once in the water, it’s like a little snake, very quickly swimming into the bottom of the lake.
Su Tingyun promptly goes down after it, only to see the Springwater Sword thrusting towards Little Uncle’s back. She goes ashen-faced from fright, and shouts: “Little Uncle, get out of the way!”
Yan Yuqing is extremely exhausted, but he could feel the sword behind him. With a backhanded slash, his wrist uses the shift to somewhat parry the Springwater sword, then his body instantly moves to the side, evading the power of the sword.
Nobody is controlling the Springwater Sword in the first place, and it doesn’t have that much force. Now that it’s been blocked, it shifts its direction, directly hitting the sealing barrier at the bottom of the lake. With a clang, the blade curves, then springs away. It sinks under the water.
Su Tingyun completely didn’t expect that something like this would happen.
For the sword in her hand to dive into the water by itself and sneak an attack to Little Uncle, what the hell was that?
“Put your sword away.” The injuries on Yan Yuqing begin to recover. He stands in the sword array, and those simple flying swords shake gently. It gives the impression that there are cries and drums whenever he speaks, making his voice thick and majestic.
Su Tingyun’s sword is light green. It’s now like a calamus leaf down in the lake, and she could easily spot it. She picks up the Springwater sword, then hears Little Uncle speak again: “Your sword has a soul in it, and this soul thirsts for murder, so you need to raise it well. If that doesn’t work, find someone to re-forge it.”
She’s gearing up to explain that it wasn’t her intention for Springwater Sword to go out of control, and hurt someone accidentally. But it turns out that Little Uncle has already seen through it. Su Tingyun thinks about it, then takes out a Recovery Pill bottle, “Little Uncle, here’s a recovery Pill. Your injuries could heal up quicker if you take it.”
The sword wounds on his back criss-cross each other like cobwebs. When there were one or two of these scars, it was fine, it looked manly. But at the moment, Su Tingyun couldn’t bear to look too closely at the dense sword wounds. She has nothing but fear towards them.
Yan Yuqing ignores it, continuing to say, “The bottom of the lake has a lot of murderous intent. There are some obsessions lingering in these flying swords. Not suitable for your faction. Go up.”
As his voice falls, the flying swords ring, as if agreeing with Yan Yuqing’s words.
Su Tingyun notices that the broken broad sword at the center of the sword formation shakes slightly as well, and after it does, there seems to be a ripple on the sealing barrier at the bottom of the pool.
Is the seal of the Cleansing Sword Lake convenient for the cultivation of the killing faction?
Su Tingyun takes a second look at the seal, but she hears Little Uncle repeat: “Go up.”
“Yes, Little Uncle.”
Su Tingyun carefully holds the Springwater sword and leaves the Cleansing Sword Lake. Once she’s back on land, she looks at the medicine pill bottle in her left hand. She contemplates, then places it right on the stone by the lake.
After returning to her room, Su Tingyun couldn’t calm down. When the first glimmer of light comes up in the sky, Little Uncle emerges from under the water. He pauses by the lake, then takes out his clothes from a spatial treasure and puts them on. He lowers his head and glances at the pill bottle on the limestone. With the tip of his sword, he picks up the medicine bottle, then it slides securely on the blade. He brings the weapon closer and takes the bottle into his palm.
Then, the berobed Yan Yuqing makes his way to his place.
His chest is bare, the robe only half-covering him. His hair is still dripping, and the first rays dawn reflect on the tip of his sword. Su Tingyun is peeping through the small crack on the edge of her window, captivated by the manly allure.
Not because of the good looks.
In the realm of cultivation, both men and women, young and old, have extremely beautiful appearances. This body’s cheap husband is even more outstanding. He is handsome enough that it’s like he has his own halo, his body glows with splendor. Whenever he appears, the people and objects around him will lose their luster, making one ignore everything other than him.
But Little Uncle’s attractiveness is different from theirs. Because he has a sense of responsibility to support the Obliteration Sword Tower by himself, because he once stood stalwartly in front of her, he brought out the deeply buried stirrings of attraction in her heart.
However, there is the single most important reason— he’s not wearing anything!
Wide shoulders, thin waist, and solid abs. The thin clothes are undone, filling up her eyes and making her crave more. Speaking of which, she knows lust as well, but she unfortunately doesn’t have the boldness to pursue it.
The sun has risen up from the east now. It’s only after seeing Little Uncle’s back going farther away, that Su Tingyun could tear her gaze off and start cultivating. While she’s meditating, the Springwater Sword is placed on her lap. After working her spiritual energy for a cycle, she doesn’t forget to pour a little bit into the flying sword.
“You’ve been lonely at the bottom of the pool for too long. I will be with you in the future. Don’t be mad all the time. It’s wrong to hurt people.” After speaking, Su Tingyun reaches out and lightly pets the sword blade.
The flying sword shakes slightly, and the red mark on the tip moves like it’s alive. But when the jade ring on Su Tingyun’s hand touches the body of the sword, it settles down completely.
This minute change does not attract Su Tingyun’s attention.
After operating her spiritual energy for a cycle, it’s almost time again. After she prepares the meal, she uses the Heaven Mending Cauldron to refine two batches of spiritual energy pills. She estimates that the three children will be able to break through the Qi-condensation period in about a month. By then, she wouldn’t have to rack her brains every day to prepare food.
