Chapter 233: Sir, You Don't Seem to Be from Sword Province?
Sword Sect, Spirit Rain Peak.
Having temporarily concluded a discussion on the Dao with her two seniors, the young sword fairy sat cross-legged in the sword chamber prepared for her on Spirit Rain Peak.
The outcome of today's discussion was hard to define.
With the exquisite sword heart granted by the Sword Ancestor's wooden sword, Lu Yuliu's sword heart cultivation was indeed remarkably high. However, it wasn't at a level where a mere discussion could significantly enhance another's sword heart cultivation or even reshape it entirely.
If she had been capable of such a feat, her master would never have had the chance to fall into demonic possession. She, as the disciple, would have long noticed the error in her master's path and corrected it in time.
Thus, the main purpose of today's discussion was still to reflect on the insights she had gained from Luo Wusheng's story, which she had comprehended through her own sword heart.
Thinking of this, the young girl felt a little unwilling.
She was clearly the true successor of the Sword Ancestor, with a sword talent that was likely unmatched in the world. So why couldn't she tell stories that could elevate others' sword hearts, like a certain bully could?
Especially when that person seemed entirely unaware of his own ability. Was this also a kind of talent?
Talent in cultivation, talent in forging artifacts, talent in storytelling... and talent in making her angry? Just because one was highly talented, did that mean they could do whatever they pleased?
While these thoughts stirred her frustration, a faint smile slowly appeared on Lu Yuliu's face.
But that smile soon froze.
The young girl shook her head vigorously, then looked up at the sky with a face full of melancholy.
'I was just mad at him, and yet I almost started praising him again...'
Raising her hand, she looked at the short transmission sword she held, feeling once more that something was wrong with her lately.
With her other hand, she gently touched her moist lips.
'Hmph— It's all because of that incident. Now, whenever I'm alone, I can't help but think of him.'
"...But how did his transmission come at such perfect timing? I almost sent the wrong reply because of it... Was it just a coincidence?"
Lu Yuliu murmured softly.
After the discussion ended, she had spent a long time in the sword chamber reflecting on various matters, ultimately coming to a small decision—
—to send a transmission to her master.
She planned to directly inform her master that she had returned to Sword Sect. After all, with the commotion stirred by her seniors from Spirit Rain Peak and Fragrant Fox Peak, the entire Sword Sect already knew she was back. Even some sect Peak Masters who had been stuck at certain cultivation bottlenecks for years had started paying attention to her presence.
Given the situation, Lu Yuliu believed it would be better to inform her master sooner.
This way, even if she later chose to avoid meeting her master, her master would still hear from the various sect Peak Masters that she was safe and sound, and thus have no need to worry.
Moreover, her master had already been to the Royal City and confirmed that it should still be safe. There would be no need for another trip.
This would allow her master to focus on consolidating her cultivation back at Sword Sect, and Lu Yuliu wouldn't have to worry about the thing she feared most.
And, well... if her master returned sooner, she could also...
'Ahem, it's not like I want to see that guy sooner or anything!'
After much thought, Lu Yuliu finally sent the transmission during her free time.
The conversation played out mostly as she had expected.
Even when her master questioned why she had suddenly returned to Sword Sect, she managed to dodge the question smoothly, relying on her familiarity with her master.
The excuse she gave had been prepared in advance:
She simply happened to have the chance to visit Sword Province with a friend. Since she believed her master was still at the sect, she decided to return to the Sword Sect first.
It wasn't a complete lie, so the sword fairy felt no guilt when sending the message. The explanation also conveniently justified why she had suddenly objected to her master heading to the Royal City.
However, there was one thing...
The young girl flipped the wooden sword in her hand, revealing faint lines of text. Her gaze focused on a particular sentence:
[A friend... Someone you met while traveling the world? Since you've separated for now, do you also use this special wooden sword to keep in touch?]
This was her master's response after hearing her explanation.
At first glance, it seemed like an innocent question, simply following up on her story.
But when replying, Lu Yuliu found her heartbeat quicken—perhaps because this was the first time she had subtly mentioned that person in front of her master.
Still, she gave a positive response to both of her master's questions.
Since she had already made up her mind, the existence of a certain Holy Saint of the Demon Sect would have to be revealed to her master sooner or later. It would be better to give her master some mental preparation now rather than spring it on her unexpectedly later.
Even though she understood this, she still felt flustered after sending the transmission.
Afraid her master would press further and risk her giving herself away, she decisively resorted to the "Other Peak seniors need me for something" escape technique.
But just as she sent it—
Another transmission came through.
The other side of the transmission turned out to be a certain Holy Saint of the Demon Sect
Gripping the hilt of the wooden sword, the sword fairy idly spun it in her hand.
"After the Human Immortal List, there will be another stretch of time where I won't be able to see him..."
"And after that, I'll have to form my core in the Ancient Heavenly Gate... Fortunately, Bai Xiaoyao will be going too, so there's no need to rush."
"But there's only about half a month left before the competition..."
"Hmm, I forgot to ask Master where she is right now... But Master mentioned in her last transmission that she wouldn't be back so soon. I guess she's still in the Royal City, confirming whether it's safe there like she said before?"
"In any case, she definitely isn't in Sword Province."
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Inside the second-floor room of the teahouse.
Luo Wusheng felt a little nervous.
It was the first time he was alone in a room with a girl who, while seemingly not part of the protagonist's harem, had the looks that could easily qualify her for it.
Miss Kirin always wore a mask that completely concealed her beauty, while little white-haired loli was almost certainly a member of the protagonist's harem.
But the girl before him...
Surely Little Yuli wouldn't take in a martial aunt after feasting on her master, right? Besides, their characteristics overlap a bit too much. The author wouldn't throw in another similar character for the harem this late into the story...
'Hmm, if the seed of luck hadn't transformed, I might still have a way to confirm this... Actually, no, I was never completely sure that the seed of luck's changes were related to the protagonist's harem anyway.'
Just as he was deep in thought, a cup of tea was pushed in front of him.
"You... Sir, you don't seem to be from Sword Province?"
Hearing these words, Luo Wusheng's hand paused slightly as he reached for the cup. His gaze shifted to the woman across from him, whose face was partly hidden by a veil.
However, he quickly recovered and gave a calm smile.
"Indeed. This is my first visit to Sword Province."
Although he had been sitting with this Sword Sect fairy for some time now, neither of them had introduced themselves.
The reason was simple—neither had the intention of revealing their true identity.
For Luo Wusheng, even if he were to introduce himself, he would likely give the name of the well-known scattered cultivator "Long Dahai."
After all, his name had gained quite a bit of fame recently. Though most people who had seen his face were still stuck in the Royal City due to matters related to the Human Immortal List, his reputation had already spread, albeit not as exaggeratedly as in the capital.
As for the woman across from him... The Peak Masters of Sword Sect were known for not revealing their names when traveling outside. This practice seemed to have been passed down since the time of the Sword Ancestor.
Leaning back against the wooden chair, Luo Wusheng lifted his tea cup gently.
"But how did fairy see through me? Is there some obvious difference between Sword Province cultivators and those from elsewhere?"