My Enemy Became My Cultivation Companion

Chapter 1242: Chapter 674: No Cluttered Thoughts (Double Chapter) (3)

That is the Dragon-slaying Saber Technique.

That foolish disciple was never Qing Li, never anyone else, but Chen Yi himself!

Through the sword, conveying the heart...

Sometimes, certain feelings are hard to express, impossible to speak aloud, while certain decisions are easy to make in one’s mind but extremely difficult to vocalize...

Chen Yi’s heart shook, doubts vanished, and he suddenly stepped forward. He saw a gap in the saber’s rotation and his right hand shot out like lightning, not to block, but to precisely and skillfully press the saber’s spine, gently pushing and guiding.

Buzz...

The saber emitted a low, trembling hum.

Min Ning’s wrist froze, the blade’s momentum suddenly halted. She did not break free but maintained the stance of her force being stopped, slightly panting, sweat sliding down her jawline.

The surroundings instantly fell silent, leaving only their slightly chaotic breaths. All disguises, all evasions, at this moment were interrupted by this gentle press.

Memories surged back to Min Ning like tides, old affairs in the Capital City, the pain of a broken home, the solitude of wandering in Jianghu, days spent walking with Chen Yi, last night’s glimpse of a small home... all these complex emotions churned in her eyes, eventually transforming into a weary and indescribable bleakness.

Her fingers tightened slightly around the saber’s hilt, knuckles turning white.

After a long while, she softly exhaled, her voice husky,

"...Do you understand?"

Chen Yi paused but then smiled, "I don’t understand."

"...You do understand; you don’t need to pretend otherwise." Min Ning’s lips curled too, "No matter how many good words you say, I won’t believe you."

She tried to pull back the saber, but Chen Yi’s fingertips spread the continuous Sword Intent, clamping the saber’s edge, making her unable to withdraw.

Min Ning calmly said, "I’ve made my decision."

"What decision?"

"This time, I’ll let you go to her first."

Chen Yi instantaneously couldn’t utter a word, for Min Ning, making this decision was immensely difficult. Once, she stood on the highest tower in the Capital City, drinking wine in the wind, enthusiastically talking about future Jianghu, past affairs resolved, the future unfurled before her. She boldly wanted to move forward, but not without ever looking back.

She would turn back for him, once she became a great hero.

For this,

Like a Ranger about to journey far in Jianghu, often leaving behind ancestral belongings with their beloved as tokens, she entrusted her body, hair, and skin inherited from her parents to him, leaving a worry that could never be erased.

Chen Yi, holding the saber’s edge, momentarily felt lost, suddenly finding it rather illusory.

Min Ning’s lips curled into a smile again; while she sheathed the saber, she calmly said, "Why fear? It’s not like I won’t marry you, only... you won’t be the first I marry, I don’t mind."

After sheathing the saber, her hand loosened momentarily, the saber slid down, Min Ning quickly grasped it, looked down and found the saber was slightly off by a few inches, not into the sheath.

Her heart... was indeed a bit disturbed.

Chen Yi stood silently, grand vows thought of along the way couldn’t be spoken, fragile like ephemeral dreams and bubbles, his emotions suddenly became indescribably complex.

Since meeting Min Ning, aside from the initial lofty aspiration with the Dragon-slaying, she consistently took steps back for him.

He was thankful for this, never missing the opportunity to take those steps forward when she retreated one step, he advanced two.

But indeed he knew, deep down, she wanted to be with him more than anyone else, she had a strong possessiveness towards him akin to a man towards a woman, like a Ranger traveling to the ends of the earth, even when famous, can’t forget the girl whose shining smile would rise at the village’s edge.

At this moment, he wished Min Ning’s thoughts were more intense, her actions more daring, even if it meant intervening in the marriage directly, but such thoughts were too absurd, Min Ning’s mind was made up, unless her heartfelt wishes came true, her character would never commit such unrighteous acts.

Min Ning lowered her gaze, resheathing the saber accurately and steadily this time, as if her heart had No Cluttered Thoughts.