Chapter 237: Sir, Do You Have a Dao Companion?
Inside the teahouse, Luo Wusheng and Ling Shuangxue had not slept the entire night.
At this moment, the handsome young man sat cross-legged with his eyes closed, while the veiled fairy rested her head against her hand, her long hair cascading over the table. Her beautiful eyes softened as she gazed at the person across from her.
After spending an entire night together, Ling Shuangxue felt she had finally confirmed what she had wanted to verify.
The more she listened to Luo Wusheng's stories, the stronger her sense of déjà vu became.
Especially since the young storyteller across from her was very cooperative, narrating in the same style he used while performing downstairs.
His words connected seamlessly, blurring the boundary between past memories and the present. Ling Shuangxue was now certain that the stories she had heard upon waking from her slumber had all come from this very young man.
And if her suspicions were correct, then the one who had communicated with her via the wooden sword transmission, telling her the tale of the Peerless Sword Fairy, was also him.
It was unlikely that her own disciple had the skill to flawlessly mimic another person's storytelling.
Ling Shuangxue's gaze grew even softer.
There was no doubt about it—Little Yuli was quite familiar with her Master clue deducting capability.
This also explained why that little girl had been so nervous after realizing she had been too reckless. She absolutely did not want her master and the so-called Holy Saint of the Demon Sect to meet. In fact, she was so cautious that she didn't even dare to reveal any information, fearing that her master might piece things together.
And now, the reason was clear.
With this simple comparison, Ling Shuangxue immediately understood what her disciple had been trying so hard to hide from her.
'Perhaps during those days, Yuli was simply relaying messages between us… or perhaps, she had some degree of control over the wooden sword's transmission function… Based on the speed of those exchanges, it should be the latter.'
As for why her disciple would go to such lengths…
Ling Shuangxue let out a helpless smile.
She knew exactly what kind of person she had been in the past. If her disciple had directly told her,
"Master, I want you to listen to some random stranger's tales of the martial world,"
then even if she had agreed, she likely wouldn't have taken the stories to heart.
Under such circumstances, there would have been no way she could have rebuilt her Sword Heart so flawlessly, let alone break through to the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm as she had now.
Back then, the only person she would have truly opened her heart to was her disciple—the one who had pulled her back from the brink of death with everything she had.
That must have been why her disciple and her newfound "friend" had come up with such a plan.
As for why Yuli never explained anything afterward, it was likely because she wanted her master to fully stabilize her new Sword Heart before revealing the truth.
—Or perhaps, she simply felt guilty about deceiving her master, even if it was for her own good.
'She may have grown up, but Yuli still has remnants of her childhood self…'
The little girl who once wore twin braids and followed behind her had now become a true prodigy of the Sword Sect, making a name for herself without her master's constant guidance. She had even made such an unusual friend along the way…
Ling Shuangxue quietly observed Luo Wusheng, who was surrounded by the faint aura of Sword Intent.
'I can't quite determine his actual age… but with such cultivation while still maintaining a youthful appearance, he can't be that old.'
'No wonder Yuli doesn't call him "senior"…'
Just as she was lost in thought, she noticed a slight movement of the young man's eyelids.
The flickering Sword Intent around him faded away.
"Failed again…"
Luo Wusheng opened his eyes and sighed softly.
"The transformation of Sword Intent is not something that happens overnight."
Ling Shuangxue's voice was calm and soothing as she comforted him. "Some achieve it through a moment of enlightenment in their lifelong pursuit of the Sword Dao. Others find their own unique Sword Intent by confronting their deepest convictions. If you have not succeeded today, it simply means the right moment has not yet arrived."
Luo Wusheng smiled bitterly, picking up the tea she had thoughtfully prepared for him and swirling it gently in his cup.
"I just don't want to waste your Sword Nurturing Tea, Fairy."
"...Perhaps keeping it in my storage bag all day would be even more of a waste."
Ling Shuangxue shook her head lightly, lifted her veil slightly, and took a sip of her tea.
Her conversations with the young man before her were becoming more and more natural… Perhaps she had finally recaptured the same feeling she had during those days when she communicated with him through the wooden sword transmission.
Luo Wusheng also finished the Sword Nurturing Tea in his cup.
To be honest, he was experiencing a strange feeling that he couldn't quite put into words.
That feeling had been there since last night, while he was telling stories to the beautiful fairy in front of him.
How should he describe it? It was as if… this wasn't the first time he had told stories to this girl.
Perhaps it was because, before this, he had also used the tone of a storyteller while sending transmissions to Little Yuli?
Setting down his empty teacup, Luo Wusheng straightened his expression slightly.
"How are you feeling now, Fairy?"
A night had passed, and as per their agreement yesterday, their temporary two-person team was supposed to head out today to subdue the Soulblade Specter.
"After listening to Sir's stories, I have recovered much better than I was yesterday."
Ling Shuangxue could feel her internal state stabilizing, and a faint warmth passed through her heart.
The story Luo Wusheng told last night had resonated with her Sword Heart, allowing her to further solidify her cultivation. It had even helped her wounds heal slightly.
She was certain that this young man had deliberately chosen that story to help her recover.
However, Luo Wusheng's previously composed expression twitched ever so slightly.
"Ah… hmm… that's good then."
'Since when do my stories have such miraculous effects?!'
It seemed she liked the stories so much that she attributed her recovery and the tea's effects to them.
Just as he was lost in thought, another cup of tea was gently pushed toward him.
Along with it came a seemingly casual question—
"By the way… Sir, do you have a Dao Companion?"
"I wish I did, but unfortunately— huh?"
Luo Wusheng instinctively responded without much thought, but then he froze.
Wait.
Why was this beautiful sword fairy suddenly asking him about whether he had a Dao Companion?
Was it possible that… after such a short time together, she had fallen for his charm and talent and wanted to take him under her wing?
'But still… a Dao Companion, huh…'
A certain little pink fox suddenly appeared in Luo Wusheng's mind.
Thinking about the girl who had been the first to clearly confess her feelings to him, his thoughts immediately became a mess.
Meanwhile, across from him, Ling Shuangxue pondered his response.
'If I interpreted what Yuli said before correctly…'
Before she could finish her thought, both of them simultaneously furrowed their brows.
"There seems to be some commotion outside."
Luo Wusheng turned his head slightly, listening closely.
"I'll go check it out."
Leaving behind those calm words, Ling Shuangxue vanished instantly, teleporting away.
A moment later, she reappeared inside the tea room.
"Something unexpected has indeed happened…"
She slid a piece of paper in front of Luo Wusheng.
"It seems that last night, someone posted this at the public announcement board in Daybreak City… The plan to encircle the Soulblade Specter has been exposed."
Luo Wusheng's gaze swept over the contents of the page, his expression shifting into something complex.
'The secret I just learned yesterday has already been made public today?!'
However, as he continued reading, his lips curled into an enigmatic smile.
He stood up, stretched his limbs slightly, and looked at Ling Shuangxue.
"No matter. We had already planned to take action against the Soulblade Specter today anyway—this won't affect us much."
Ling Shuangxue blinked in slight surprise before her previously furrowed brows relaxed as well.
A gentle wave of spiritual energy wrapped around Luo Wusheng.
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