Chapter 23
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Chapter 23
"Alright, today's meeting didn't have anything too important," said Qingshan Patriarch, sitting at the head position and resuming his dignified manner. "I just wanted to let you all know that I, your patriarch, have received the favor of a grand master and obtained a treasure sword. My combat strength has dramatically increased, and defeating Xuanwu will soon be within my grasp."
His words carried a spring breeze of delight and also swept away the declining aura of Qingshan Sect.
"Heaven blessings to our Qingshan Sect!"
The crowd cheered loudly.
"So don't worry!" Qingshan Patriarch's resounding voice spread throughout the venue. "Does anyone else have anything else to discuss? If not, then you're dismissed!"
The crowd below exchanged glances with each other, all harboring the same wish in their eyes.
Finally, the Head Elder stepped forward respectfully and said, "Patriarch, may we have the honor of witnessing this treasured sword?"
Accompanying his words, all the hopeful gazes focused over.
"Alright!"
Qingshan Patriarch nodded. Although somewhat reluctant, with so many people wanting to see it, it would be impolite to refuse.
"Then open your eyes wide and take a good look!"
As his voice fell, the venue instantly quieted.
Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes.
"Shua!"
A flash of light flickered.
In just an instant, Qingshan Patriarch had already put the sword away, a satisfied smirk on his face. He leisurely said, "How was it? Did you get a good look?"
"Patriarch..."
The crowd below had ugly expressions.
With Qingshan Patriarch's speed, other than a flash of light, they couldn't make out anything.
Peng Ying's questions seemed to stir up bad memories for Yu Wujie.
Memories filled with humiliation and fear.
In that moment when the sword slashed down, he truly thought he was going to die.
However, Yu Wujie quickly hid the fear on his face and casually said, "The patriarch obtained a treasured sword, but the sword was too powerful that even he couldn't fully control it. By mistake, it not only sliced off my master's abode, but also happened to slash towards me..."
Hearing this, Peng Ying's expression changed.
Yu Wujie glanced at her and sighed, "To be honest, blocking that slash took tremendous effort on my part. I had to use everything I had, yet still got injured."
He looked at Peng Ying apologetically, "Ying'er, I'm sorry. It's my fault for being useless and worrying you with this injury."
"How can you say that?" Peng Ying anxiously grabbed Yu Wujie's hand to reassure him, "Being able to block one of the patriarch's attacks is practically a miracle! I reckon no other disciple could accomplish that!"
"What's the use when I still got injured?" Yu Wujie shook his head dejectedly.
"You're really strong and amazing," Peng Ying quickly added.
Yu Wujie turned his gaze to her and asked, "Really?"
"Really, you're the best in my heart," Peng Ying solemnly stated.
"Ying'er, you're too kind to me," Yu Wujie gently said. With a slight movement of his hand, Peng Ying naturally fell into his embrace. Feeling the softness in his arms, the corners of Yu Wujie's mouth involuntarily curled up.
After some intimacy, Peng Ying curiously asked, "By the way, what kind of sword was the patriarch's that even he couldn't fully control it?"
Yu Wujie narrowed his eyes. This time, there wasn't a hint of pretense on his face as he solemnly said, "That sword is truly terrifying."
"Oh?"
Peng Ying raised her brows.
"You'll understand with one look."
With a wave of his hand, a jade slip appeared in Yu Wujie's palm. Accompanied by the jade slip's dim glow, a scene emerged before Peng Ying's eyes.
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Chapter 23
"Alright, today's meeting didn't have anything too important," said Qingshan Patriarch, sitting at the head position and resuming his dignified manner. "I just wanted to let you all know that I, your patriarch, have received the favor of a grand master and obtained a treasure sword. My combat strength has dramatically increased, and defeating Xuanwu will soon be within my grasp."
His words carried a spring breeze of delight and also swept away the declining aura of Qingshan Sect.
"Heaven blessings to our Qingshan Sect!"
The crowd cheered loudly.
"So don't worry!" Qingshan Patriarch's resounding voice spread throughout the venue. "Does anyone else have anything else to discuss? If not, then you're dismissed!"
The crowd below exchanged glances with each other, all harboring the same wish in their eyes.
Finally, the Head Elder stepped forward respectfully and said, "Patriarch, may we have the honor of witnessing this treasured sword?"
Accompanying his words, all the hopeful gazes focused over.
"Alright!"
Qingshan Patriarch nodded. Although somewhat reluctant, with so many people wanting to see it, it would be impolite to refuse.
"Then open your eyes wide and take a good look!"
As his voice fell, the venue instantly quieted.
Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes.
"Shua!"
A flash of light flickered.
In just an instant, Qingshan Patriarch had already put the sword away, a satisfied smirk on his face. He leisurely said, "How was it? Did you get a good look?"
"Patriarch..."
The crowd below had ugly expressions.
With Qingshan Patriarch's speed, other than a flash of light, they couldn't make out anything.
Peng Ying's questions seemed to stir up bad memories for Yu Wujie.
Memories filled with humiliation and fear.
In that moment when the sword slashed down, he truly thought he was going to die.
However, Yu Wujie quickly hid the fear on his face and casually said, "The patriarch obtained a treasured sword, but the sword was too powerful that even he couldn't fully control it. By mistake, it not only sliced off my master's abode, but also happened to slash towards me..."
Hearing this, Peng Ying's expression changed.
Yu Wujie glanced at her and sighed, "To be honest, blocking that slash took tremendous effort on my part. I had to use everything I had, yet still got injured."
He looked at Peng Ying apologetically, "Ying'er, I'm sorry. It's my fault for being useless and worrying you with this injury."
"How can you say that?" Peng Ying anxiously grabbed Yu Wujie's hand to reassure him, "Being able to block one of the patriarch's attacks is practically a miracle! I reckon no other disciple could accomplish that!"
"What's the use when I still got injured?" Yu Wujie shook his head dejectedly.
"You're really strong and amazing," Peng Ying quickly added.
Yu Wujie turned his gaze to her and asked, "Really?"
"Really, you're the best in my heart," Peng Ying solemnly stated.
"Ying'er, you're too kind to me," Yu Wujie gently said. With a slight movement of his hand, Peng Ying naturally fell into his embrace. Feeling the softness in his arms, the corners of Yu Wujie's mouth involuntarily curled up.
After some intimacy, Peng Ying curiously asked, "By the way, what kind of sword was the patriarch's that even he couldn't fully control it?"
Yu Wujie narrowed his eyes. This time, there wasn't a hint of pretense on his face as he solemnly said, "That sword is truly terrifying."
"Oh?"
Peng Ying raised her brows.
"You'll understand with one look."
With a wave of his hand, a jade slip appeared in Yu Wujie's palm. Accompanied by the jade slip's dim glow, a scene emerged before Peng Ying's eyes.
Chapter 23"Alright, today's meeting didn't have anything too important," said Qingshan Patriarch, sitting at the head position and resuming his dignified manner. "I just wanted to let you all know that I, your patriarch, have received the favor of a grand master and obtained a treasure sword. My combat strength has dramatically increased, and defeating Xuanwu will soon be within my grasp."His words carried a spring breeze of delight and also swept away the declining aura of Qingshan Sect."Heaven blessings to our Qingshan Sect!"The crowd cheered loudly."So don't worry!" Qingshan Patriarch's resounding voice spread throughout the venue. "Does anyone else have anything else to discuss? If not, then you're dismissed!"The crowd below exchanged glances with each other, all harboring the same wish in their eyes.Finally, the Head Elder stepped forward respectfully and said, "Patriarch, may we have the honor of witnessing this treasured sword?"Accompanying his words, all the hopeful gazes focused over."Alright!"Qingshan Patriarch nodded. Although somewhat reluctant, with so many people wanting to see it, it would be impolite to refuse."Then open your eyes wide and take a good look!"As his voice fell, the venue instantly quieted.Everyone held their breath and widened their eyes."Shua!"A flash of light flickered.In just an instant, Qingshan Patriarch had already put the sword away, a satisfied smirk on his face. He leisurely said, "How was it? Did you get a good look?""Patriarch..."The crowd below had ugly expressions.With Qingshan Patriarch's speed, other than a flash of light, they couldn't make out anything.Peng Ying's questions seemed to stir up bad memories for Yu Wujie.Memories filled with humiliation and fear.In that moment when the sword slashed down, he truly thought he was going to die.However, Yu Wujie quickly hid the fear on his face and casually said, "The patriarch obtained a treasured sword, but the sword was too powerful that even he couldn't fully control it. By mistake, it not only sliced off my master's abode, but also happened to slash towards me..."Hearing this, Peng Ying's expression changed.Yu Wujie glanced at her and sighed, "To be honest, blocking that slash took tremendous effort on my part. I had to use everything I had, yet still got injured."He looked at Peng Ying apologetically, "Ying'er, I'm sorry. It's my fault for being useless and worrying you with this injury.""How can you say that?" Peng Ying anxiously grabbed Yu Wujie's hand to reassure him, "Being able to block one of the patriarch's attacks is practically a miracle! I reckon no other disciple could accomplish that!""What's the use when I still got injured?" Yu Wujie shook his head dejectedly."You're really strong and amazing," Peng Ying quickly added.Yu Wujie turned his gaze to her and asked, "Really?""Really, you're the best in my heart," Peng Ying solemnly stated."Ying'er, you're too kind to me," Yu Wujie gently said. With a slight movement of his hand, Peng Ying naturally fell into his embrace. Feeling the softness in his arms, the corners of Yu Wujie's mouth involuntarily curled up.After some intimacy, Peng Ying curiously asked, "By the way, what kind of sword was the patriarch's that even he couldn't fully control it?"Yu Wujie narrowed his eyes. This time, there wasn't a hint of pretense on his face as he solemnly said, "That sword is truly terrifying.""Oh?"Peng Ying raised her brows."You'll understand with one look."With a wave of his hand, a jade slip appeared in Yu Wujie's palm. Accompanied by the jade slip's dim glow, a scene emerged before Peng Ying's eyes.
