Chapter 419: Chapter 230:
The night was as cold as water.
A small window with a dim candle, the incense curling in the air.
Ji Lingruo sat in front of the dressing table, caressing the sword her mother had treasured during her lifetime.
Just at this moment, that familiar little thief sneaked in again.
Ji Lingruo frowned slightly, hurriedly sheathed the sword and put it aside, muttering with embarrassment and annoyance:
"Didn’t we agree you can’t always..."
"Can’t I come and chat with my junior sister?"
You Su was shameless, and not so easy to give up.
"A weasel paying respects to the chicken is up to no good."
The girl gave You Su a sidelong glance, thinking this person was truly shameless.
"What were you doing with that rich young man at noon? Tell the truth or get out."
You Su quickly pulled a chair closer to sit beside the girl:
"What could I do with another guy, just drank some tea and chatted. He’s pretty nice, good to know him, so I’ll have a connection in Henggao City in the future."
You Su wasn’t lying; after finishing his conversation with Huijun, he just had a simple meal with He Kongyue before hurrying back.
"A person who can splurge thousands in a brothel is also considered nice?"
Ji Lingruo suspiciously scrutinized You Su.
"This shows Mr. He is generous; it’s often said he likes to distribute wealth and relieve disasters in remote cities, so being lustful and being a good person are not related."
Ji Lingruo was so amused she laughed out loud, "You wouldn’t say you’re the same, would you?"
You Su scratched his head, laughing off this topic:
"Who says I’m not? By the way, I haven’t asked about the origins of that sword of yours, junior sister."
Ji Lingruo knew her actions hadn’t escaped You Su’s notice; he must have seen her special feelings for the sword.
The girl pressed her lips slightly, "This was my mother’s sword when she was alive."
You Su had heard of his junior sister’s background and naturally felt deep hatred for what her mother had gone through.
"Was Auntie also a Sword Cultivator?"
Ji Lingruo lowered her eyelids and shook her head:
"My mother was skilled in the Demon Race’s skills, but she longed to learn the Sword Dao and thought Sword Cultivators, whether male or female, were all graceful gentlemen, so she often carried a sword with her. Because of that, she fell in love with a desolate Sword Cultivator, and thus fell..."
All these past events were recounted by Ms Liou to her and her sister.
The purpose was to make them remember the hatred and also remember the hypocritical facade of people in the Human Race.
You Su listened, realizing how similar fate was.
He was of the Human Race, also a Sword Cultivator, and had also deceived a Snake Race girl’s heart.
Even though he knew it was unrelated to him, he couldn’t help but feel a tinge of shame.
He quietly held the girl’s hand, hoping to put her at ease:
"We will definitely avenge Auntie."
Indeed, "we" meant including You Su himself, Ji Lingruo, and of course, Ji Xueruo.
Ji Lingruo didn’t want to talk about these sad things, so she didn’t respond, just nodded lightly.
"What’s the name of the sword, junior sister, and is it handy for you?"
"My mother was named Ji Muyan, and this sword is called the Mu Yan Sword. It’s okay to use..."
Ji Lingruo placed her other hand on the sword, gently stroking it.
"Junior sister wants a sword of your own, right?"
You Su squeezed the girl’s little hand, although he couldn’t see, his thoughts were quite delicate.
This sword was too long; the deceased aunt must have been a tall beauty to match such a long sword.
The junior sister wasn’t short, but the sword was still too long for her. As for the "okay" evaluation, it must be the girl forcing herself.
She was appreciating the sword in the deep night, not simply reminiscing the past.
"No... my mother’s sword is my sword; my mother’s sword is the best sword for me."
You Su, however, saw through the girl’s thoughts completely:
"That’s Auntie’s sword, not junior sister’s sword. Junior sister shouldn’t see inheriting your mother’s sword as a responsibility. You and your sister each inherited your mother’s ideals and reality, one specializing in the Sword Dao and the other in skills. But ideals need to land, and this sword is not suitable for use; you should have your own sword."
"But where can I find a better sword than the Mu Yan Sword..."
Previously, Ji Lingruo had only used a wooden sword, and the Mu Yan Sword was crafted by Ji Muyan with great expense, indeed the best sword she had seen.
"Junior sister, did you forget what I told you, that when you master the Sword Dao, I will find the best sword for you."
"Pfft... you really believe your own words." Ji Lingruo’s mood brightened some, "Even if you can find it, when I master it, how long will that take?"
"Junior sister, why are you so lacking in confidence?" You Su looked at the girl and said seriously, "Junior sister’s talent in the Sword Dao is rare; you’re just lacking in actual combat, but you already have a deep understanding of the Yuan Sword. Mastering it is just around the corner."
Ji Lingruo’s smile was like a blossoming flower as she turned and said, "You’re just good at sweet-talking; if my talent in the Sword Dao is rare, then what are you? It’s been months since we last dueled, I don’t believe you can still remain calm."
"Does junior sister want to duel?" You Su raised an eyebrow.
"What, are you scared?"
Ji Lingruo had already gracefully stood up, extending her index and middle fingers, holding them as a sword across her chest.
Seeing her full of fighting spirit, You Su thought to himself that it was true, he indeed hadn’t sparred with his junior sister in a while. Without personal experience, he naturally couldn’t feel her real progress, so he also stood up, imitating her gesture with his fingers as a sword.
"Same as before, only compare sword skills, no using cultivation. If the junior sister can touch me, then I’ve lost." You Su was carefree, "To say beforehand, if I lose, I’ll let junior sister handle as she wishes, and the same goes for junior sister."
"Humph! Arrogant!"
Ji Lingruo was no longer the weak girl without a Demon Pill; facing the ghostly mite with Middle Condensed Water Realm power, she at Middle Spirit Platform Realm desperately fought till the end.
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