“Is that really our young master?” Xiao Rou looked like he was about to faint again.
“It’s… probably just a squirrel that looks very much like our young master,” Big Dark Face suggested tentatively.
“Ah, it was probably just a hallucination then. Let’s continue fishing.” Xiao Rou turned back to the lake absently and continued fishing.
Big Dark Face nodded uncertainly and focused on fishing too.
The first two fish Ling Chuxi had roasted had been eaten by Little White and Little Red. The disciples were too embarrassed to compete with animals for food, so they could only wait for the next ones.
The atmosphere was very lively and enjoyable. The disciples gathered around Ling Chuxi, chatting and discussing martial arts. Su Yizhi listened in, nodding occasionally. Although Ling Chuxi was young, she would make a good Sect Master.
For the next few days, Ling Chuxi didn’t slack off and continued to work hard in cultivating. They were going to conquer the Cang Yuan sword, and she would be lying if she said she wasn’t excited.
Deep into the night, Ling Chuxi suddenly opened her eyes, sat up, and took the Luo Chen Sword that hung at the head of her bed. Right now, many people in the Golden Pill Sect were already asleep.
“Can we go now?” Ling Chuxi asked in her mind. Tonight, they would find the Cang Yuan Sword remnant.
“Alright, let’s go. I’ll give you the directions,” Cang Yuan said. After the initial excitement of congealing into a spirit body faded, Cang Yuan didn’t say that “I” (1) as often now. Ling Chuxi was quite happy about it.
Ling Chuxi looked back at the bed, where Little White and Little Red were sleeping soundly. Ling Chuxi pulled the quilt up to cover them, and then jumped out of the window.
The moment Ling Chuxi disappeared from sight, Little Red opened its eyes and glanced at the window suspiciously. “Why is she going out so late? She was staring at her sword for a while… is it related to that?”
The last time he saw the Luo Chen Sword absorb the spiritual power of the Ink Jade Crystals, he was stunned. After he woke up, he tried to convince himself that it was just a hallucination, but deep down, he didn’t really believe that. Just now, when Ling Chuxi had been staring at the Luo Chen Sword, he had also been observing it carefully. Although he still couldn’t detect the presence of a sword spirit, the quality of the sword had improved significantly. He hadn’t noticed when it changed, but it had probably happened recently.
Curious, Little Red slipped out of the bed and quietly followed Ling Chuxi. A monster beast’s intuition was very accurate, and he had actually guessed it right.
However, one thing he failed to predict was Little White opening his eyes and following him right after he left.
Ling Chuxi easily avoided the night patrol people and arrived at the sea of flowers according to Cang Yuan’s guidance. Previously, she had been a little hesitant. Should she tell Su Yizhi about this matter? After all, this Cang Yuan remnant was the treasure handed down by the Golden Pill Sect through every generation, and Su Yizhi had been searching for it these past few days.
After thinking it over, Ling Chuxi decided not to tell him.
The Cang Yuan sword was too sensitive a topic, and all the major sects had been searching for it for thousands of years. She had only sent out a few fake rumors, and it had created a whole lot of chaos amongst the sects. The competition between the sects had become so severe that even the mysterious Feng Yan Union’s president had gotten angry and ordered the closure of the channel into the Sacred Realm of Sects. With the current strength of the Golden Pill Sect, if they really got the Cang Yuan Sword, it might just lead to the destruction of the sect if others found out.
(1) The ‘I’ is the old Chinese ‘I’