Love and Sword [Complete] - 4

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Four: The Sword Leads to a Beauty

. "Young Master Hua, you flatter me. I wouldn't dare give orders, but I have a few questions I'd like to ask you. I hope you won't hesitate to enlighten me," Ye Bu'er said with a smile, his tone extremely polite. As the saying goes, one doesn't hit a smiling face
. Although Ruoxu didn't have a good impression of him, his politeness made it difficult for him to be cold. "Please ask whatever questions you have, sir. I will answer to the best of my ability," Ruoxu said
, his expression softening slightly. "It's not convenient to talk here. Would Young Master Hua be willing to come with me?" Ye Bu'er still
had that same smile. "Since Young Master Ye has something to ask Brother Hua, then it should be Young Master Ye who comes to visit, you drunkard, don't you think?" Ruoxu was about to nod when someone suddenly spoke up, and Ruoxu smiled. Yun Jiu and Feng Ping appeared before them, looking rather lazy.
"So it's Brother Yun. Brother Yun is right. Then please lead the way, Young Master Hua." Ye Bu'er's expression seemed to change slightly upon seeing Yun Jiu and Feng Ping, but he quickly returned to normal.
"Brother Feng, Senior Yun, what brings you here?" Ruoxu asked in a low voice on the way.
"We were worried about you, so we've been following you." Yun Jiu's voice came from beside him. "Brother Hua, this Ye Bu'er is difficult to deal with. You must be careful. Also, use telepathy when you speak to us, otherwise they will hear you."
"Telepathy?" Ruoxu thought to himself, "But I don't know how." He decided not to say anything.
"Silly brother, you don't know how to do that either? I'll teach you now." Hua Tianxing appeared at this crucial moment. Telepathy only required a high level of skill, but the technique itself wasn't difficult. As a result, Ruoxu had already learned it in the time it took to walk from the road to the inn.
"Mr. Ye, you can ask me any questions now." After returning to his room and sitting down, Ruoxu looked at Ye Bu'er and said.
"Young Master Hua, you just came from Miss Su Dai'er's place, right?" Ye Bu'er pondered for a long time before suddenly speaking.
Ruoxu was slightly startled, his mind racing. After a moment's thought, he roughly understood. Perhaps Ye Bu'er had been monitoring him all along. Although he seemed to be asking, he was probably already certain.
"Master Ye must already know, so why ask me?" Ruoxu smiled slightly.
"Does Young Master Hua know Su Dai'er's identity?" Ye Bu'er continued to ask.
"I remember when I met Master Ye the day before yesterday, I already mentioned that I'm just a newcomer to the martial world and don't know many famous people, such as you, Master Ye. As for Miss Su Dai'er, is she perhaps as famous as you, Master Ye?" Ruoxu feigned ignorance.
"Brother Hua, well said!" Yun Jiu's voice of praise rang in his ears.
"I see. Then I can't blame Young Master Hua. However, Su Dai'er is the Palace Master of the Demon Palace, a ruthless and vicious person, and also licentious. Young Master Hua, don't be blinded by her beauty." Ye Bu'er looked relieved.
"Brother Hua, please restrain yourself and don't act impulsively." Ruoxu's anger surged, but he was startled by Yun Jiu's urgent voice and managed to suppress his rage.
"Thank you for the reminder, Master Ye. I am deeply grateful." Ruoxu's expression returned to calm as he politely replied.
"There's another question, I'm not sure if I should ask Young Master Hua." Ye Bu'er hesitated slightly before asking, "Does Young Master Hua know the whereabouts of the Love Sword?"
"The fox's tail has finally been revealed." Ruoxu thought disdainfully to himself. After all this talk, it's still about the Love Sword.
"The whereabouts of the Love Sword, I'm afraid I cannot disclose that." Ruoxu said calmly.
"So, Young Master, you know the whereabouts of the Love Sword?" Ye Bu'er's eyes seemed to light up.
"Whether I know or not is none of Master Ye's concern. If you have nothing else, I won't see you out." Ruoxu felt uncomfortable seeing the tense expressions on their faces when the Love Sword was mentioned and began to dismiss them.
Zheng Xingying's expression changed, and he was about to speak when Ye Bu'er glanced at him. Zheng Xingying glared fiercely at Ruoxu and shut his mouth in a huff.
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"That bastard Ye Bu'er, how dare he slander Dai'er like that!" After Ye Bu'er left for a while, Ruoxu finally cursed angrily. He was furious when he remembered Ye Bu'er saying that Dai'er was promiscuous.
"Ye Bu'er is cunning and treacherous. He just wants to make you lose your temper, Brother Hua, so he'll have a chance to cause you trouble." Yun Jiu sighed softly from the side.

"Yes, they always claim to be righteous and fair. He hasn't found any fault with you yet, so he can't do anything to you." Feng Ping nodded in agreement.
"I think he's a hypocrite. He says he wants to help Sister Qing's family get justice, but he's still after the Love Sword." Ruoxu said, still angry.
“Brother Hua, although that’s true, it’s best we don’t offend him, at least not directly. Ye Bu’er has a very high status in the martial arts world. You saw the four people behind him; they are all experts from various sects,” Yun Jiu sighed.
“It is said that ten years ago, Ye Bu’er single-handedly helped these four major sects defeat the powerful enemy of the Demon Palace. Since then, Ye Bu’er has held a transcendent position in the martial arts world and has been given the reputation of the Sage of Wisdom. This time, he has personally taken action, so it seems he is determined to obtain the Sword of Love,” Feng Ping also sighed.
Ruo Xu was about to speak when he suddenly had a strange feeling, as if someone was watching him. And that feeling was so familiar. He was about to shout, but then stopped. After thinking for a moment, an idea came to him.
“By the way, Senior Yun, Brother Feng, could you do me a favor?” Ruo Xu said with a solemn expression.
"Brother Hua, your matter is our matter. From now on, you don't need to call me 'senior' anymore, just call me 'elder brother.' Feel free to speak your mind," Yun Jiu said with a righteous air.
"Then thank you both in advance. I need you to help me spread a message that the Love Sword is currently in my possession," Ruo Xu said with a slight sigh.
"Ah?" The two were surprised. "Brother Hua, you're not serious, are you?"
"Of course it's true, why would I joke with you?" Ruo Xu said.
"Brother Hua, is the Love Sword really with you?" Yun Jiu asked, leaning closer. Ruo Xu smiled slightly, neither confirming nor denying.
"Brother Hua, even if the Love Sword is really with you, you can't spread the word. How many people would come looking for trouble if you did?" Yun Jiu added.
"I know," Ruo Xu said slowly, "but I still need your help. I'll explain the reason to you later." His tone was very firm. "
In that case, we have no choice but to help you," Yun Jiu sighed, glancing helplessly at Feng Ping, and the two prepared to leave.
"No! Don't do anything rash!" A woman wearing a cloak and a black cape suddenly appeared at the doorway. She was slender and beautiful, and her voice was sweet but urgent.
"Sister Qing." Ruoxu called out affectionately, rushed over, and hugged her tightly.
"Sister Qing, you've finally come out to see me!" Ruoxu's voice was choked with emotion as she murmured in her ear.
"You were just trying to force me out?" Jiang Qingyue sighed softly.
"Sister Qing, I always felt you were nearby, but I could never find you." Ruoxu said softly, "Sister Qing, do you know how much I miss you? How could you be so heartless!" Her grip tightened, as if afraid Jiang Qingyue would run away again.
"Brother Hua, should we still go out?" Feng Ping asked from the side, seemingly envious.
"Of course we'll go, but we're going back to our room." Yun Jiu glared at Feng Ping, pulled him away, and closed the door behind them.
"Sister Qing." Ruoxu slowly removed her veil, revealing her stunning beauty once more.
"Sister Qing, promise me you won't leave again, okay?" Ruoxu murmured.
"I promise you, but you have to promise me one thing too." Jiang Qingyue looked at her lover's slightly pleading eyes and finally softened.
"Sister Qing, as long as you're willing to stay with me, I'll agree to anything you ask." Ruoxu said affectionately. After so many days of searching and longing, he had finally found his reward. He could no longer suppress the surging passion in his heart, lowered his head slightly, and kissed her cherry lips fiercely, greedily sucking on them. Jiang
Qingyue let out a soft moan, her arms wrapping around him, responding sweetly.
Ruoxu released her red lips, his lips tracing a path down her delicate neck. His hands began to slowly slide down, pieces of her clothing falling to the floor. Passionate kisses covered every inch of her skin.
"Hua Lang," Jiang Qingyue murmured, her body weak, her starry eyes glazed. She gritted her teeth and pulled hard, the two tumbling onto the bed.
A soul-stirring moan escaped Jiang Qingyue's cherry lips as Ruoxu once again invaded her body, his touch gentle yet rough, seemingly blaming her for leaving without a word. Again and again, Ruoxu relentlessly possessed his beloved woman, repeatedly reaching the peak of desire, until he had no strength left.
After the passion subsided, Jiang Qingyue lay languidly beside Ruoxu, her post-coital allure breathtaking. Had Ruoxu not been so exhausted, he would likely have launched into another assault.
"Hua Lang, you're so greedy today." Jiang Qingyue blushed and whispered. From noon to dusk, the two hadn't rested. Luckily, Jiang Qingyue's constitution was strong enough, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to satisfy him.
"Sister Qing, I know martial arts now, all thanks to the Love Sword." Ruoxu gently stroked her smooth skin and said softly. Suddenly remembering something, he exclaimed, "Oh no!" Had Hua Tianxing seen everything he and Jiang Qingyue had just done?
"You little pervert, only now you remember your sister? Isn't it too late?" Hua Tianxing's displeased tone came over, seemingly a little shy. "That's too much! You actually made me see such embarrassing things."
"Sister, didn't you say you could sleep? Why didn't you sleep just now?" Ruoxu was embarrassed, but he still defended himself.
"How could I sleep when you were so loud?" Hua Tianxing said irritably. Ruoxu was even more embarrassed now and quickly shut up.
"Hua Lang, what's wrong?" Jiang Qingyue frowned slightly and asked softly.
"Sister Qing, I have something to tell you." He then recounted the secrets of the Love Sword from beginning to end, including the matter of Hua Tianxing, which he told Jiang Qingyue with her consent. Jiang Qingyue was surprised, but mostly happy for Ruoxu. However, when she heard that the two of them had been intimate while others were watching, she was almost mortified. She hurriedly dressed and got up, saying she wouldn't let Ruoxu touch her, much to Ruoxu's regret. Now
that Jiang Qingyue was up, Ruoxu naturally didn't want to stay in bed alone, so they went to call Yun Jiu and Feng Ping. After introducing themselves, Jiang Qingyue wore a white veil, no longer wearing a cloak or cape, making her look more like a refined young lady.
Finding Jiang Qingyue made Ruoxu much happier, but that evening Jiang Qingyue made a request, a request Ruoxu never expected.
"Hua Lang, no matter what, you must return to Mount Hua before July 19th." Jiang Qingyue's tone was firm; this was her condition. If Ruoxu didn't agree, she might secretly leave again.
"Silly little brother, hurry up and say yes." Hua Tianxing's voice echoed in his mind again. Ruoxu nodded and hugged Jiang Qingyue tightly. He knew she was doing this for him, afraid he would be unhappy.
Seeing the beauty beside him, Ruoxu felt a surge of desire. At this moment, he began to feel awkward having Hua Tianxing around, but there was nothing he could do, leaving him feeling helpless.
"Sister, can you go to sleep first?" Ruoxu pleaded with Hua Tianxing in his mind.
"I don't want to sleep now." Hua Tianxing didn't seem to understand his meaning or was deliberately teasing him.
"Good sister, please, I'm begging you, please go to sleep first." Ruoxu sighed inwardly. Having just experienced the pleasures of love, he was now holding a beautiful woman but dared not touch her, feeling incredibly uncomfortable.
"Hmph, you little pervert. I'm ignoring you, going to sleep." Hua Tianxing huffed.
Ruoxu was overjoyed and began to coax Jiang Qingyue in every way possible, finally convincing her that Hua Tianxing wouldn't peek, and letting her do as she pleased. In truth, she was thinking that even if Hua Tianxing were indeed peeking, she would accept it; she couldn't bear to go against his wishes. Whether Hua Tianxing was truly asleep or not, only he himself knew.
And so, another night of debauchery ensued.
The next day, Jiang Qingyue began urging Ruoxu to return to Mount Hua, but Ruoxu hadn't yet decided whether to go back. It was early May, just past the Dragon Boat Festival, and there were still more than two months until July 19th. In the end, Ruoxu agreed to Jiang Qingyue's request to return to Mount Hua, but he still didn't know what to do upon returning, and his heart now held Su Dai'er. The road ahead was uncertain; he didn't know what awaited him. Perhaps, everything was preordained. Ruoxu sighed inwardly. (

Volume 2, Sword Spirit, Chapter 5: Testing the Edge of the Sword)

"What a stroke of luck!" Yun Jiu said with a grin.
Hua Ruoxu finally decided to set off for Mount Hua today. There were several reasons for this decision, including Jiang Qingyue's demands, Hua Tianxing's constant encouragement, and Hua Ruoxu's own desire to return. He learned that Hua Yuluan hadn't specified the groom's identity on the wedding invitation, and Hua Tianxing's reminder that Hua Yuluan was waiting for him, which stirred his heart. After all, years of unrequited love for Hua Yuluan couldn't be easily let go. He suddenly thought, if Hua Yuluan could accept Jiang Qingyue, then he could… He secretly cursed himself for being greedy, but he truly wanted that.
Yun Jiu and Feng Ping, hearing that Hua Ruoxu was returning to Mount Hua, said they wanted to go with him. Feng Ping also wanted to visit his sweetheart along the way, while Yun Jiu seemed quite interested in Hua Ruoxu. So the four of them traveled together. However, they left early in the morning, and just outside the inn, they encountered several people Hua Ruoxu didn't want to see: Ye Bu'er and his four followers.
"Brother Yun, you flatter me. It is I who have met such distinguished guests," Ye Bu'er said with a smile. However, Hua Ruoxu always felt that his smile was insincere. He didn't know why, but that was his feeling towards Ye Bu'er.
"Mr. Ye, are you here to see us? If not, then we must continue our journey." Hua Ruoxu took Jiang Qingyue's hand and was about to leave.
"Young Master Hua, please wait a moment." Ye Bu'er seemed completely oblivious to the hostility in Hua Ruoxu's tone, his face still showing a kind smile. "This young lady must be Miss Jiang, right?" He turned to Jiang Qingyue as he spoke.
"I met Brother Jiang ten years ago, and we even met once before the New Year. Who knew that our parting would be our last? Fortunately, my niece managed to escape the clutches of that villain, which gives me, as her uncle, some comfort." Ye Bu'er's eyes were slightly moist, and his tone was filled with sadness.
Hua Ruoxu was slightly taken aback. Could it be that Ye Bu'er really knew Qingjie's father and had such a deep relationship? If not, then he was just putting on an act.
While he was pondering this, Jiang Qingyue had already gracefully bowed down.
"Niece Qingyue greets Uncle Ye!" Jiang Qingyue's voice was choked with emotion.
"Get up, get up, it's good that you're alright!" Ye Bu'er made a move to help Jiang Qingyue up, but Hua Ruoxu helped her up first.
"My dear niece, it's good that you're alright. I've been worried about your safety these past few days. The rumors in the martial world were rampant, and I almost thought you had also met with misfortune. Now that I've seen you, I'm relieved." Ye Bu'er sounded very excited. "Don't worry, with me here, I will definitely not let anyone harm you."
"Thank you, Uncle Ye." Jiang Qingyue threw herself into Hua Ruoxu's arms and finally cried. After so many days, someone had finally come to uphold justice for her.
Hua Ruoxu gently patted Jiang Qingyue's shoulder and looked at Feng Ping and Yun Jiu with some helplessness. It seemed that he couldn't leave today.
"Mr. Ye, it's not convenient to talk here on the street. Why don't you invite Miss Jiang and her party to Mr. Ye's residence for a detailed discussion first?" Zheng Xingying spoke unusually politely this time and suggested from the side.
"Brother Zheng is right. If my niece has no objections, please come to my humble abode with Young Master Hua, Brother Yun, and Hero Feng. I'd like to host a welcoming feast for her," Ye Bu'er quickly said.
Jiang Qingyue looked at Hua Ruoxu, seeking his opinion. Hua Ruoxu nodded. He knew Jiang Qingyue really wanted to go, and since there wasn't a rush to return to Mount Hua, they should go to Ye Bu'er's place first.
"This is a temporary residence, rather simple. Please make do," Ye Bu'er said apologetically as they arrived at a small house. Once inside, they realized what he meant by simple.
"Simple? It's practically luxurious! I didn't realize this guy lived such a lavish life," Hua Ruoxu thought to himself.
Although the house wasn't large, it had everything one could need, and there were several maids and servants.
"This old man must be rich. When should we visit him?" Yun Jiu thought to himself, considering that even a temporary residence was like this, one could only imagine how wealthy his home was.
Ye Bu'er hosted a banquet, showering Jiang Qingyue with concern and affection, appearing as a kind and benevolent elder. If Hua Ruoxu hadn't already harbored a negative impression of him, he would surely have believed Ye Bu'er's genuine care for Jiang Qingyue. However, Hua Ruoxu already held a grudge against Ye Bu'er, convinced he had some ulterior motive.
Hua Ruoxu secretly observed the four people beside him, noticing that apart from Zheng Xingying, the other three seemed indifferent. Only the monk Yuan Neng seemed to glance at Hua Ruoxu frequently, appearing somewhat interested.
Feng Ping and Yun Jiu, however, were preoccupied with eating and drinking, oblivious to everything else. Zheng Xingying, observing them, wore a hint of disdain.
"Hua Lang, what do you think of Uncle Ye?" That night, at Ye Bu'er's earnest urging, the four stayed at his place. Jiang Qingyue and Hua Ruoxu each had a room, but Jiang Qingyue stayed with Hua Ruoxu instead of returning home.
"He seems like a very good person," Hua Ruoxu replied somewhat lazily.
"Really? You think so too? Then I'm relieved. I wasn't really convinced at first," Jiang Qingyue said softly.
"Sister Qing, what don't you believe?" Hua Ruoxu asked quickly, realizing he might have misled Jiang Qingyue.
"I don't know, I just have a feeling something's not right," Jiang Qingyue said softly, nestled in his arms. "But you said he's a good person, so I guess I'm just overthinking it."
"Sister Qing, you really believe me that much?" Hua Ruoxu said with a wry smile.
"Silly boy, who else would I believe?" Jiang Qingyue gave him a charmingly glare.
"Sister Qing, let's leave here tomorrow. Actually, I also think Ye Bu'er isn't very trustworthy, but he hasn't shown any flaws on the surface. I think it's better for us to leave as soon as possible," Hua Ruoxu whispered in her ear.
"Little brother, be careful, someone's coming!" Hua Tianxing's voice suddenly came through her mind.
"Sister Qing, don't make a sound, I say someone's coming!" Hua Ruoxu transmitted his voice to Jiang Qingyue, who was slightly startled and nodded obediently.
Hua Ruoxu gently placed his hand on the Love Sword. He sensed faint footsteps approaching from outside. About half a month had passed, and his skill had progressed rapidly, reaching the level of a first-rate master. However, he had never experienced actual combat. Perhaps tonight would be his chance to prove himself.
The newcomer pressed against the window, seemingly listening for any sounds inside, only hearing steady breathing.
Jiang Qingyue and Hua Ruoxu remained still, their eyes slightly closed. The newcomer seemed finally at ease, gently pushing open the window. A dark figure lunged towards the bedside, lightly striking with a palm.
Jiang Qingyue forcefully pushed Ruoxu away with her left palm, causing him to roll into the bed. With a somersault, she leaped into the air, a clear clang ringing out as the Love Sword was drawn, its flashing cold light slashing directly at the newcomer. Jiang Qingyue landed on the ground, unable to withdraw her sword in time, but with a light flick of her wrist, a palm strike aimed at the newcomer.
The newcomer was slightly startled, seemingly not expecting that not only were the people inside awake, but there were also two others, and even more unexpectedly, their martial arts skills seemed far superior to his expectations. Seeing the attacks from both sides closing in, he swiftly flipped backward, his eyes greedily glancing at the sword in Ruoxu's hand before leaving.
"Don't chase him, you're no match for him!" Ruoxu got up to give chase, but Hua Tianxing stopped him in his mind. Ruoxu reluctantly stopped, watching the man run away. Only a back view was visible; the figure appeared tall and imposing, likely a man.
"One strike and he retreated, so fast!" Jiang Qingyue murmured.
"Sister Qing, who do you think it could be?" Ruoxu asked softly.
"I don't know, but he seems to be targeting you, and he seems very familiar with this place," Jiang Qingyue shook her head.
The commotion had already alerted the others, and soon Ye Bu'er and his group of five, along with Yun Jiu and Feng Ping, arrived.
"Brother Hua, what happened? I think I just heard fighting here," Feng Ping asked.
"Someone just came in and attacked Hua Lang, but he ran away after failing to land a single blow. His martial arts are very high, and we couldn't catch him," Jiang Qingyue said softly, but with a hint of helplessness.
"Outrageous! Who is so bold as to completely disregard me, Ye? Don't worry, my dear niece, I will definitely find out who it was," Ye Bu'er roared angrily.

"Brother, the person who attacked you wasn't them," Hua Tianxing's voice echoed in his mind, and Ruoxu was startled.
"Sister, how do you know?" he asked in his mind.
"Sister is all-knowing, of course I know. As long as I see that person, I will definitely recognize him," Hua Tianxing said boastfully.
"To dare to commit violence in Master Ye's residence, that's really not something an ordinary person would do, you drunkard, don't you think?" Yun Jiu chuckled, speaking in a strange tone.
"That's right, that's right, but how did this person find Brother Hua's residence so quickly? Could it be a fluke?" Feng Ping looked puzzled.
"That makes sense. Could it be someone from here? Ah, ptooey, Mr. Ye, please don't misunderstand. I was just saying, just saying, don't take it seriously. How could it be Mr. Ye? Oh, I misspoke again. I meant how could it be someone from Mr. Ye's household? Sigh, still not right. What I meant was neither Mr. Ye nor someone from Mr. Ye's household. I'm getting old, really old, and my words are so muddled. But I'm sure Mr. Ye won't mind, will he?" Yun Jiu seemed very anxious, as if afraid that Ye Bu'er would misunderstand.
"Of course not, Brother Yun really reminded me. I just arrived here, and some of the servants are newly hired. They might be problematic. I'll go check them out first." Ye Bu'er cursed Yun Jiu countless times in his heart, but he still smiled slightly and immediately went to investigate. Yun Jiu had to admire this guy's composure.
"Brother Hua, you two should be careful. I think we should leave this place of trouble tomorrow." As soon as Ye Bu'er and the others left, Yun Jiu looked at Hua Ruoxu with a somewhat solemn expression and said.
“Brother Yun is right, we’ll leave tomorrow.” Ruoxu nodded in agreement, then frowned and said, “I just don’t understand why someone is bothering me. Logically, they should be looking for Sister Qing. Does they know Sister Qing and I are together?”
“Brother Hua, think about the sword in your hand.” Yun Jiu sighed softly. “Although you haven’t said it, I’m certain that you’re holding the Love Sword. I’m not the only one who wants to know. With Ye Bu’er’s shrewdness, he must have figured it out too.”
“I see. But I don’t understand. This sword looks no different from an ordinary sword. How can others recognize it? And no one else should have seen the Love Sword before.” Ruoxu pondered.
“Brother Hua, a true swordsman can recognize a genuine treasure at a glance,” Yun Jiu said. “Of course, I’m an exception. Although I don’t use a sword, I have a natural instinct for treasures. Just like the first time I saw you, Brother Hua, I knew the sword in your hand was extraordinary.” “
Hua Lang, Brother Yun is right. It seems the news of the Love Sword being with you has spread. We need to be more careful from now on.” Jiang Qingyue sighed softly, thinking that she had already lost her family because of this sword. Did she have to transfer the trouble to her lover now? Wouldn’t giving him the Love Sword have harmed him in the first place?
“Sister Qing, don’t worry, I’m not the same as before. I can take care of myself now. But Sister Qing, you’ll probably suffer again if you follow me.” Ruoxu gently embraced Jiang Qingyue and said softly.
“You two can enjoy your time together. We’re leaving now. But Brother Hua, you should be careful, or enemies might come.” Yun Jiu smiled knowingly and pulled Feng Ping out with a grin.
"It's all your fault! Now everyone's laughing at us." Jiang Qingyue blushed, slightly scolding Hua Ruoxu, unaware that her shyness was even more captivating, almost making Ruoxu lose control again. However, given the danger, he dared not act rashly.
"Sister, when will I be able to master martial arts?" Ruoxu asked Hua Tianxing in his heart. Hua Tianxing had said it would take three months, which he had thought would be quick then, but now it felt like three months was far too long.
"Good boy, don't rush. You can't rush learning martial arts." Hua Tianxing quickly comforted him in her heart, though it sounded more like she was coaxing a child.
"Sister, how can I not be anxious? I can't keep relying on Sister Qing for protection, and I want to protect Sister Qing too." Ruoxu was truly anxious. Now that the Love Sword was in his hands and people knew about it, trouble was likely to follow. Jiang Qingyue's original enemies probably wouldn't let her off so easily. With their current strength, they certainly couldn't contend with countless enemies.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Six: Sword Pointing at a Powerful Enemy.

"Little brother, others study martial arts for decades and still can't reach your current level. Three months is already a very short time. Don't rush, you have to let nature take its course. Haste makes waste, otherwise you might not even master it in three months," Hua Tianxing sighed. "However, judging by your current progress, perhaps it won't take three months, but you can't rush it, understand?"
"Understood, sister." Ruoxu was somewhat disappointed, but his spirits lifted slightly upon hearing the last sentence.
These past few days, in order to master martial arts as soon as possible, Ruoxu had hardly let the Love Sword leave his hand. Even now, with one arm around Jiang Qingyue, he tightly gripped the Love Sword with the other. He could constantly feel the cool airflow emanating from the Love Sword, which merged with the ever-flowing true energy within his body, circulating through his limbs and breaking through numerous blockages. With each cycle, his true energy grew slightly stronger.
"Little brother, you're already a martial arts master. Don't worry, in three months, I guarantee I can make you a top-tier martial arts expert, at least enough to defeat that Zhang guy you hate so much." Hua Tianxing encouraged him silently.
"Sister, thank you so much. If it weren't for you, I'd probably still be that weak scholar." Ruoxu said gratefully, truly regarding Hua Tianxing as his sister. Suddenly remembering something, he asked, "Sister, didn't you say you could come out of the Sword of Love? Come out and show us!"
"I won't show you. Your sister is too beautiful. I'm afraid you'll forget your Qing-jie after seeing me." Hua Tianxing chuckled, offering a ridiculous reason.
"Really, if you won't show me, then don't. Why insist on being so beautiful?" Ruoxu muttered.
"Your sister is beautiful, isn't she? Humph, I'll show you later!" Hua Tianxing huffed.
"Fine, I won't show you then. I'll go see Sister Qing." Ruoxu said unwillingly, no longer speaking to Hua Tianxing. Looking at the beauty beside him who seemed to be fast asleep, he gently kissed her.
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As dawn broke, Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue got up, quickly washed up, and went to say goodbye to Ye Bu'er. Hearing that the four of them were leaving, Ye Bu'er seemed slightly surprised.
"My dear niece, has your uncle failed to entertain you properly?" Ye Bu'er seemed a little anxious.
"Uncle Ye, you are too kind. I am deeply grateful for your hospitality. How could it be that you have failed to entertain me properly? It's just that Hua Lang has something to attend to, and if we don't leave now, we might not have enough time." Jiang Qingyue said sweetly.
"Yes, yes, Mr. Ye, to be honest, the drunkard and I really hate to leave here. The food is comfortable, the accommodations are comfortable, and especially the wine here is really good, don't you think, drunkard?" Yun Jiu said from the side, looking very reluctant to leave.
"The wine here is truly excellent. I'll definitely come again when I have time. I just wonder if Mr. Ye will still welcome us then?" Feng Ping's face showed a hint of envy.
"It's my honor that Brother Yun and Hero Feng would value my humble wine. How could I not welcome them?" Ye Bu'er smiled slightly.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Mr. Ye. I have some matters to attend to, so I cannot stay long. I will definitely visit with Sister Qing in the future. Perhaps we'll need you to be our witness at our wedding." Ruoxu also became much more respectful. Although he didn't have a good impression of Ye Bu'er, he thought that since Ye Bu'er could pretend to be a good person, he, Hua Ruoxu, wasn't stupid either. He could pretend too. "
Certainly, certainly. Nephew, you and Qingyue are a perfect match, a match made in heaven. I'll be very proud of you then. But nephew, please remember to invite me." Ye Bu'er immediately addressed Hua Ruoxu as his nephew.
“This old monk has a question for Young Master Hua,” Yuan Neng of Shaolin suddenly interjected.
“Master, please ask away,” Ruoxu replied politely, though he didn’t have a bad impression of the monk.
“Does Young Master Hua know Uncle Jueyuan?” Master Yuan Neng asked, looking at Ruoxu.

“I am grateful to Zen Master Jueyuan for his kindness. He once accepted me as a disciple. In truth, I should pay my respects to my senior brother,” Ruoxu said after a moment’s thought, bowing respectfully to Yuan Neng.
"So it really is you, Junior Brother! Our Martial Uncle instructed us that you didn't know martial arts and that we should take good care of you. But if I'm not mistaken, you already possess considerable martial arts skills. Am I wrong?" Yuan Neng walked excitedly to Ruo Xu's side and said.
"You're right, Senior Brother. It's just that Master Jueyuan doesn't know, because I only recently acquired martial arts skills," Ruo Xu nodded.
Master Jueyuan and Hua Tianyun had a good relationship, and Master Jueyuan often visited Mount Hua. That's how he met Ruo Xu. They often played chess and discussed Zen principles together. Master Jueyuan was very fond of Ruo Xu and once said he wanted to become close friends despite their age difference. Ruo Xu felt that the seniority was a bit inappropriate, so Ruo Xu became Master Jueyuan's nominal disciple. Although he was called a disciple, he didn't actually teach Ruo Xu anything. However, becoming a disciple of Zen Master Jueyuan was something many people would covet. Even if he didn't teach him anything, who in the martial arts world wouldn't give him face upon hearing the name of Zen Master Jueyuan? Ruoxu, however, had never mentioned it, and he probably wouldn't have said so if Yuan Neng hadn't asked.
"Junior Brother Ruoxu, are you going back to Mount Hua now?" Yuan Neng asked, seemingly quite knowledgeable about Ruoxu.
Ruoxu nodded and sighed softly. Ye Bu'er and the others remained silent, perhaps because this matter was so unexpected.
Finally, Ruoxu and his group took their leave, with Yuan Neng earnestly reminding him to be careful on his journey. It seemed that Zen Master Jueyuan's reputation had indeed brought Ruoxu considerable benefits; at least in the future, people from Shaolin would certainly treat him with respect. Everyone knew that Zen Master Jueyuan didn't have any direct disciples. And this new disciple, though nominally a disciple, was practically equivalent to one of his direct disciples.
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“Master Yuan Neng, you should know about Nephew Hua’s identity, right? Could you tell us about it? It’s quite intriguing to learn he’s a disciple of Zen Master Jueyuan.” Ye Bu’er asked.
“Mr. Ye, you’re too kind. I don’t know much about Junior Brother Ruoxu either. I only know he’s a disciple of Headmaster Hua of Mount Hua, and a disciple of Uncle Jueyuan. That’s all I know,” Yuan Neng said slowly. Ye Bu’er’s
expression changed slightly.
*** *** ***
The four of them left Wuchang City. Jiang Qingyue and Ruoxu walked ahead together, while Yun Jiu and Feng Ping intentionally lagged behind, some distance away.
“Hua Lang, how did you become a disciple of Zen Master Jueyuan?” Jiang Qingyue asked curiously.
"Sister Qing, don't worry, I won't become a monk." Ruoxu felt much better after leaving Ye Bu'er and started joking, "How could I bear to part with my dear Sister Qing?"
"You silly boy, who said you were going to become a monk?" Jiang Qingyue spat at Ruoxu and gave him a charming glare.
"Sister Qing, you're so beautiful." Ruoxu was mesmerized by her gaze and murmured, reaching out to embrace her slender waist.
"Hua Lang, we're on the road now, Brother Yun and the others are watching us. Can you behave yourself?" Jiang Qingyue pleaded helplessly, inwardly amused. She had initially thought him a proper scholar, but now he was bolder than anyone else, completely unrestrained.
"It's alright, Brother Yun and the others won't say anything." Ruoxu still didn't want to let go, so Jiang Qingyue could only blush and walk forward, half-embracing, half-carrying him, wondering if it was tiring.
"Drunkard, aren't you envious?" Yun Jiu teased Feng Ping from behind. "But envy is useless. If you're so capable, go find one yourself."
Feng Ping glared at Yun Jiu but didn't say anything. In his heart, he thought of the gentle Yun Piaopiao, and a hint of tenderness appeared in his eyes.
"Little brother, you little pervert!" Hua Tianxing's voice rang in Ruoxu's mind. She was scolding him.
"Sister, I'm not a pervert." Ruoxu argued in his mind.
"Hmph, not a pervert, of course!" Hua Tianxing didn't believe him at all, but immediately changed her tone. "However, you're still quite cute, little brother. Remember what I said, don't hurt the girls who like you."
"Sister, isn't that a bit much? What if a lot of people like me? Then I'll be in trouble." Ruoxu muttered.
"Don't be so conceited. Do you think you're a treasure? Everyone likes you." Hua Tianxing poured cold water on him.
"I was just saying if." Ruoxu felt wronged.
"Stop saying ifs. Someone's coming. Be careful!" Hua Tianxing's tone suddenly changed, becoming somewhat serious.
"Sister Qing, be careful. My sister said someone's coming, maybe even the enemy," Ruoxu whispered in Jiang Qingyue's ear, completely trusting Hua Tianxing's words.
"Giggle..." A clear, bell-like laugh rang out, and a graceful figure appeared out of nowhere in front of them, performing a beautiful somersault before landing on the ground. A red, semi-transparent veil draped over her body, revealing a seductive figure.
"What a handsome little brother! I love you to death!" The voice was sweet and coquettish, yet it sent shivers down Ruoxu's spine.
"I say, you damned pervert, don't pretend to be so disgusting," Yun Jiu said, seeing the newcomer's expression change drastically. Worried that Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue had been tricked, she quickly leaped in front of them.
"Oh, you old codger, are you unhappy that your aunt didn't keep you company last time?" the "woman" said, giving Ruoxu a flirtatious wink.
"Baili Hu, don't be so disgusting in front of this old thief. Just say what you want." Feng Ping said, arriving at Yun Jiu's side.
Jiang Qingyue's expression changed, and she quickly used telepathy to tell Ruoxu about the person in front of her.
Baili Hu, nicknamed the Lustful Demon, appears to be a seductive woman, but is actually androgynous, capable of being both male and female. It is said that she has a particular fondness for handsome men, but she won't easily let go of beautiful women either. Countless innocent young men and women have been ruined. However, her martial arts skills are exceptionally high, ranking third on the Black List. Many people hate her to the bone but are helpless against her.
"I say, Brother Feng, although you are not very good-looking, I am still willing to favor you." Baili Hu looked at Feng Ping with a giggle, and suddenly, with a flick of her long sleeves, a wisp of pink smoke was scattered towards them.
"Careful!" Yun Jiu shouted softly, her palms slapping rapidly, and the red mist was swept back.
"Don't be afraid, little brother. Test your skills with this!" Suddenly, Hua Tianxing's voice echoed in Ruoxu's mind. Ruoxu trusted her and drew his Love Sword without hesitation.
"Little brother, remember, the Love Sword is all about love. Martial arts moves shouldn't be too rigid in form. The best move is the one that defeats the enemy. And the Love Sword, only when guided by love, can it unleash its full power." Hua Tianxing's voice rang in his mind again.
"Hua Lang, be careful!" Jiang Qingyue saw Ruoxu rushing towards Baili Hu alone and panicked, letting out a soft cry. With a twist of her slender waist, she leaped towards Baili Hu.
"Sister Qing, I want to make sure you don't have to worry about me anymore!" Hearing Jiang Qingyue's anxious cry and seeing the worried look on her face, Ruoxu thought to himself.
"The Sword of Love, wielded with love!" Hua Tianxing's words echoed in his mind again. Suddenly, Ruoxu felt as if he had gained a sudden insight. Seeing Jiang Qingyue rushing towards Baili Hu, he no longer hesitated. With a flick of his wrist, the sword light of the Sword of Love surged to more than a foot long. The flashing sword light emitted a slight hissing sound. Without any fancy moves, Ruoxu gently closed his eyes, and the Sword of Love pierced straight towards Baili Hu. At this moment, his heart was filled with a deep affection for Jiang Qingyue. This sword strike was imbued with intense love!
Baili Hu's expression changed, and with a flick of his wrists, several ribbons flew through the air, accompanied by a few soft tearing sounds as pieces of ribbon fell to the ground.
Ruoxu smiled slightly, opened her eyes, and with a gentle pull, embraced Jiang Qingyue's slender waist, standing quietly opposite Baili Hu. Her expression was incredibly confident, yet her gaze towards Jiang Qingyue was incredibly tender.
"Could this be the power of the Love Sword?" Baili Hu stared incredulously at the broken ribbons on the ground, muttering to herself. The charming look she had when she first appeared was gone, replaced by a paleness.
"Little brother, wait for me, I'll come back for you!" Suddenly, Baili Hu chuckled again, leaping backward and disappearing from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.
"This damned freak is really hard to deal with. If Brother Hua had killed him with one sword strike, that would have been great," Yun Jiu murmured. "
I only know this one sword technique. If he hadn't left, I really wouldn't know what to do next," Ruoxu said with a wry smile.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Seven: The Sword Slays the Evil.

"Brother Hua, I never imagined you were so powerful! I heard you didn't know martial arts a few months ago, how did you become so strong all of a sudden?" Yun Jiu exclaimed in admiration.
Ruo Xu smiled but remained silent, feeling somewhat helpless. He couldn't reveal the secret of the Love Sword, much less mention Hua Tianxing's affairs, especially since Hua Tianxing had silently warned him not to speak.
"Brother Hua has high talent and good aptitude, naturally unlike some who have practiced for decades and remain unchanged," Feng Ping said from the side, clearly trying to put Yun Jiu down. Yun Jiu rolled his eyes at Feng Ping but couldn't refute him, so he could only shut his mouth in frustration.
Jiang Qingyue was overjoyed for her lover, her autumn-water eyes gazing tenderly at Ruo Xu.
The four continued their journey, but Yun Jiu frowned, deep in thought.
"Old thief, what's bothering you? Just say it, no one will blame you for being stupid," Feng Ping added insult to injury.
"Drunkard, don't you find it strange? Why would that freak Bailihu come looking for trouble with Brother Hua?" Yun Jiu ignored Feng Ping's teasing, his brows furrowing even more.
"What's so strange about that? You know Bailihu is interested in handsome young men, and he might even be after the Love Sword." Feng Ping looked at Yun Jiu like he was an idiot.
"Drunkard, I think you know nothing but drinking; your brain is completely filled with alcohol." Yun Jiu looked at Feng Ping mockingly. "Have you forgotten who Bailihu works for?"
Feng Ping's playful expression vanished, his brows furrowing as well. Ruoxu was somewhat confused until the two explained.
It turned out that Bailihu was also under the Demon Palace's command, one of the four guardians of the Demon Palace. This meant he was Su Dai'er's subordinate, and given the relationship between Su Dai'er and Ruoxu, Bailihu shouldn't have attacked Ruoxu.
"Could it be that he doesn't know about Su Dai'er and Hua Lang's relationship?" Ruoxu also wanted to ask this question, but he hesitated to mention Su Dai'er because Jiang Qingyue was there. Jiang Qingyue asked it for him instead.
"It's probably impossible. You might feel uncomfortable saying it, Miss Jiang, but Su Dai'er's feelings for Brother Hua are definitely genuine. Last time Brother Hua was drunk, both the drunkard and I saw it; Su Dai'er personally carried him home." Yun Jiu glanced at Jiang Qingyue somewhat embarrassedly. After all, discussing her lover's relationship with another girl in front of Jiang Qingyue wasn't very respectful.
"Brother Yun, don't worry. Actually, I saw it that time too." Jiang Qingyue sighed softly. "Speaking of which, Su Dai'er has helped Hua Lang and me several times. I don't have a bad impression of her. In fact, how many people could truly hate a girl like Su Dai'er?"
"Sister Qing, it's my fault." Ruoxu looked apologetically at Jiang Qingyue and said softly.
"Hua Lang, let things take their course. I'm just a little worried, alas." Jiang Qingyue sighed softly, not saying what she was worried about. Perhaps everyone understood that if Ruoxu really got together with Su Daier, he might find it difficult to be accepted by Mount Hua and the other righteous martial arts world.
"Given Su Daier's feelings for Brother Hua, she wouldn't fail to order her subordinates not to harm him. Moreover, I believe no one in the Demon Palace is unfamiliar with the jade pendant on Brother Hua's sword." As she spoke, Yun Jiu glanced at the sword in Ruoxu's hand. Suddenly, Ruoxu understood Daier's purpose in attaching the jade pendant to the sword. It wasn't just to force him to see the woman he longed for, but also to send a signal to the Demon Palace and even the entire martial arts world: before attacking Hua Ruoxu, consider the consequences of offending Su Daier.
Baili Hu, as one of the four protectors of the Demon Palace, couldn't possibly have been unaware of Su Daier's orders, nor could he be unfamiliar with the jade pendant on Ruoxu's sword. Therefore, Baili Hu's actions against Ruoxu inevitably aroused their suspicion.
"Could it be that Baili Hu has already disobeyed Su Dai'er's orders, or perhaps he already intends to establish his own sect?" Ruoxu wondered to himself, but immediately dismissed the thought. Even if Baili Hu wanted to establish his own sect, he wouldn't openly reveal his intentions now. It seemed there were other unknown reasons. However, whatever his reason, he knew he wanted to harm him, so the reason itself wasn't important. He wondered if something had happened to the Demon Palace. Thinking this, he realized he was worried about Dai'er. Only then did he realize he had actually begun to care about her.
"What a charming little brother! But I like him." Just as Ruoxu was thinking this, Hua Tianxing blurted out, making him both amused and exasperated. He shook his head helplessly and continued on his way, no longer thinking about those troublesome matters.
Reaching a dense forest, Jiang Qingyue suddenly let out a soft "Eh!" and stopped walking. Yun Jiufeng and the other two also seemed to sense something and listened intently.
"There seems to be fighting ahead," Jiang Qingyue said softly, her delicate brows furrowing slightly.
"Should we go take a look?" Ruoxu, having focused his hearing, also heard some intermittent shouts and the clanging of weapons, and asked.
"Let's go see," Jiang Qingyue said after a moment's thought. As soon as she finished speaking, the group quickened their pace, using their lightness skills to swiftly move towards the source of the sound. Jiang Qingyue intentionally slowed her pace, but found that Ruoxu could keep up without falling behind, which pleased her greatly.
The surrounding area was a dense forest, but in the center was a clearing. In the clearing, two figures were leaping up and down, one in yellow and one in blue. The one in yellow was a young girl; her face was not clearly visible during the fight, but she seemed quite pretty, and her moves were incredibly ruthless, each strike aimed at the vital points of the man in blue opposite her. The man in blue was about twenty-five or twenty-six years old, appearing gentle and refined, with a handsome and somewhat dashing face, though his eyes occasionally betrayed a hint of cunning.
"So it's that brat, Yu Langjun. Looks like he's ruined some girl again." Yun Jiu's tone was cold, clearly showing her dislike for this man in blue called Yu Langjun
. "Old thief, don't let this bastard get away today. We'll have to join forces this time." Feng Ping's eyes also showed a hint of resentment as he looked at Yun Jiu.
"Miss Jiang, Brother Hua, this man in blue is the infamous flower thief of the martial world. His martial arts aren't very high, but he's incredibly cunning. He's escaped from my grasp several times. Today, we'll join forces to deal with him. Although it's not exactly honorable, it's good for the martial world, so we shouldn't hold back." Yun Jiu's voice was quite loud, and Yu Langjun, caught in the fight, clearly heard him, his movements becoming noticeably flustered.
Jiang Qingyue, Hua Ruoxu, Yun Jiu, and Feng Ping each occupied a corner, surrounding the two fighting men. Yun Jiu and Feng Ping's expressions gradually became serious; it seemed that they had no choice but to kill this guy today.
Flower thieves have always been a public enemy in the martial arts world, despised by both the righteous and the wicked for their actions. Yet, Yu Langjun dared to defy this convention, having defiled nearly a hundred respectable women in just three years. Yu Langjun wasn't his nickname; it was his real surname and given name. He possessed an almost perverse fetish: his targets weren't virgins, but newlywed women. Many newlywed couples were plunged into heartbreak by his presence, leading to dozens of breakups, and numerous women committing suicide after being violated.
Such a man was arguably more hateful than the average flower thief. Many righteous figures in the martial arts world hunted him down, but he repeatedly escaped, continuing his crimes. Today, however, he encountered Yun Jiu and his group; whether he could escape again remained to be seen.
"You brat surnamed Yu, let's see where you run to today!" Yun Jiu said coldly. His thin figure stood ramrod straight, and he exuded an aura that Ruo Xu had never seen before.
Yu Langjun didn't speak, but instead swiftly swung his sword, intensifying his attack. The girl in yellow was immediately thrown into disarray. Seeing that the girl might
be killed if Yun Jiu didn't intervene, he moved swiftly, his figure flashing as he pounced on Yu Langjun. A smug look appeared in Yu Langjun's eyes. Just as Yun Jiu was about to reach him, his sword flew out of his hand, shooting towards Feng Ping. At the same time, he lunged towards Jiang Qingyue, striking her with a palm strike aimed directly at her chest.
"Disgusting!" Jiang Qingyue's face flushed red, and she coldly retorted, her eyebrows furrowing. However, her body involuntarily retreated, her girlish instincts causing her to instinctively dodge.

"Little brother, that guy is definitely trying to escape from here. I'll teach you a sword technique, and you can help me kill this lecherous scoundrel." Hua Tianxing's voice suddenly echoed in his mind.
"Sister, is it too late to teach me now?" Ruoxu couldn't help but smile wryly.
"I'm a genius, you'll find out soon enough." Hua Tianxing looked very proud. Ruoxu was half-convinced, but his eyes were still fixed on Jiang Qingyue, his face full of concern.
Suddenly, Ruoxu felt a slight dizziness, and an unbelievable scene appeared in his mind. He "saw" a beautiful valley, with an open space in the middle. In the open space was a beautiful, ethereal fairy.
She seemed to see Ruoxu and suddenly smiled mischievously, but for some reason, Ruoxu couldn't see her face, as if she were shrouded in a layer of mist.
Suddenly, a sword appeared in the white-clad fairy's hand. She moved abruptly, and the sword moved with her. Her graceful figure and exquisite swordsmanship appeared before Ruoxu's eyes. The sword's movements were swift, yet Ruoxu was astonished to find that not only could he see them clearly, but the direction of the sword strikes was also firmly imprinted in his mind. Suddenly, the scene vanished, and the fairy disappeared as well. A strong sense of loss welled up in Ruoxu's heart. At this moment, he regained his senses
. "Brother, use that sword technique from before to kill this damned bastard." Hua Tianxing's voice echoed in his mind again. He didn't have time to think further, because he saw Yu Langjun indeed rushing towards him, a sinister smile on his face, tinged with smugness. Almost instinctively, the white-clad fairy's sword technique was naturally executed in Ruoxu's hands. Yu Langjun's smugness instantly turned into disbelief, then into terror. His pupils contracted and then dilated, bright red blood splattered into the air, and he fell backward.
Ruoxu stared blankly at the sword in his hand, the last drop of blood dripping from its tip before leaving no trace. He looked at Yu Langjun on the ground, the silent flower thief, the man who had been lively and energetic just moments before, now dead at his hands. His first time killing someone left him feeling bewildered and disoriented.
"Hua Lang, are you alright?" Jiang Qingyue, though seeing that Ruoxu wasn't injured, noticed his dazed expression and couldn't help but worry, asking with concern.
"Sister Qing, I... I'm fine, it's just... I'm not used to it all," Ruoxu forced a smile.
"Brother Hua, this must be your first time killing someone, right? You've done well; I was throwing up for ages back then." Feng Ping patted Ruoxu's shoulder, comforting him. "Killing this guy is a great deed for the martial arts world; don't feel uneasy."
"Brother Hua, your sword technique just now was amazing!" Yun Jiu also came over and said, but then suddenly remembered something and said with some surprise, "But, Brother Hua, didn't you say you only knew one sword technique? This one just now seems different from the one you used to defeat that dead monster."
"Brother Yun, I just figured it out." Ruoxu blushed, and that was all he could say. However, Jiang Qingyue seemed to understand something, looking at Ruoxu with gentle eyes, making him feel a little overwhelmed. Ruoxu squeezed Jiang Qingyue's hand apologetically.
"Sister Qing, I'll tell you what happened tonight." Ruoxu transmitted his voice to Jiang Qingyue.
Jiang Qingyue nodded, her heart filled with happiness. She knew that Ruoxu was actually afraid she would overthink things, so he explained to her first.
Actually, Ruoxu herself was also dizzy and was about to ask Hua Tianxing what was going on, but she didn't have time to ask now because the girl in yellow had arrived.
"Thank you for your help, heroes. I, Huang Yingying, am deeply grateful." The girl clasped her hands and bowed to the four of them.
"Miss Huang, you're too kind. We just wanted to rid the martial world of this scourge." Feng Ping quickly replied.
"That damned bastard!" After thanking them, Huang Yingying pounced on Yu Langjun's corpse and slashed wildly with her sword. Yu Langjun's corpse was immediately unrecognizable, leaving the others dumbfounded.
"This little sister is really terrifying." Feng Ping muttered.
"I'm sorry, I just hated this guy too much. Please don't mind, brothers and this sister." Huang Yingying seemed to have vented enough. She turned around and, noticing the way the men were looking at her, smiled somewhat embarrassedly.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Eight: The Fairy of the Sword.

Only now did Ruoxu fully see her face. While she could be considered pretty, she paled in comparison to Jiang Qingyue, though she possessed a refined and ethereal quality.
Her background was also quite impressive; she was a lay disciple of the Emei Sect, having completed her training less than six months prior. Huang Yingying had an older sister, Huang Yanyan, who had married three months earlier to Zhao Changkong, a handsome and talented lay disciple of Shaolin, ranked fifth on the Dragon Ranking. A month earlier, right under Huang Yingying and Zhao Changkong's noses, Huang Yanyan had been abducted by Yu Langjun. By the time Zhao Changkong found her, she had been brutally violated. Despite Zhao Changkong's repeated attempts to persuade her and his constant vigil, Huang Yanyan ultimately found an opportunity half a month ago and committed suicide. Zhao Changkong was heartbroken, while the grief-stricken Huang Yingying secretly left home to seek revenge on Yu Langjun. However,
his skills were inferior to others. If Ruoxu and his companions hadn't arrived in time, the old grudge would likely have been avenged with new hatred. Everyone sighed upon hearing this. Ruoxu also felt a strong hatred for the flower thief. A perfectly good couple was separated forever because of a flower thief.
"Little brother, if you treat the girl who likes you badly, you're even more despicable than the flower thief," Hua Tianxing said to him in his heart.
"Really?" Ruoxu smiled bitterly to himself.
"Sister, I'm not talking nonsense. The flower thief insulted the girl, but as long as she's open-minded, she can still live a happy life. But if the man she likes doesn't like her back, she'll never be happy. So, little brother, you must never do that," Hua Tianxing said eloquently, seemingly making a lot of sense.
"By the way, sister, what was that sword technique just now?" Ruoxu felt a headache coming on. Hua Tianxing's reminder not to betray the girl who liked him made him think of Dai'er, so he tried to distract himself.
“Originally, I didn’t want to teach you sword techniques, but you’re a bit slow, so I’ll teach you a little bit so you can deal with that small fry. How about it? Isn’t my self-created sword technique amazing?” Hua Tianxing said proudly.
“However, to fully unleash the power of the Love Sword, you’ll have to figure out the moves yourself. I can’t help you with that.” Hua Tianxing continued.
“Sister, why did I remember it so quickly? And was the fairy who taught me sword techniques you?” Ruoxu asked again.
“Hehe, of course it was me. Who else is as beautiful as me?” Hua Tianxing giggled. “As for how you remembered it, that’s a secret. Anyway, your sister is a genius.”
“I didn’t even see her face, how would I know if she was beautiful or not?” Ruoxu muttered to himself, feeling a sense of helplessness upon hearing Hua Tianxing’s last sentence. She always kept some crucial things from him.
“Then, sister, what’s the name of the sword technique you taught me? And is it not finished yet?” Ruoxu asked.
"Hmm, the name? Let's call it 'Sister Swordplay'," Hua Tianxing said after a moment's thought. Ruoxu was both amused and exasperated. What kind of name was that? Sister Swordplay? Why not just call it Brother Swordplay?
"Of course it's called Sister Swordplay since it's created by your sister. When you create your own swordplay, you can call it Brother Swordplay," Hua Tianxing chuckled. "Swordplay isn't just one move, of course, but I'll teach you others later."
"Sister, how about calling it Tianxing Swordplay? Wouldn't it be better to name it after you?" Ruoxu suggested, thinking that if he told others that his swordplay was called Sister Swordplay, he'd be laughed out of the room.
"Hmph, I know what you're thinking, but I'm the best sister. You're quite cute, so I'll listen to you this once. From now on, it'll be called Tianxing Swordplay," Hua Tianxing said, giggling. Suddenly, an image popped into Ruoxu's mind: a beautiful fairy clutching her chest, laughing uncontrollably.
"Sister, could you please come out and let me see you?" Ruoxu finally couldn't contain her curiosity any longer; a strong desire stirred within her to see Hua Tianxing's true face.

"Little brother, please don't see me, okay?" Hua Tianxing suddenly fell silent for a long time before finally speaking softly, his tone unexpectedly carrying a hint of pleading.
"Since you don't want to, sister, then forget it," Ruoxu said indifferently, as if she were sulking.
Hua Tianxing fell silent again, remaining silent for a long time.
Huang Yingying had avenged herself and felt relieved, but she didn't want to go back, saying she was afraid her brother-in-law, Zhao Changkong, would blame her. Hearing that Ruoxu and the others had gone to Mount Hua, she said she wanted to go too.
"Miss Huang, in my opinion, you should go back first. Yu Langjun is dead, and you can go back to comfort your sister's spirit in heaven," Ruoxu said, not wanting her to come along.
“Sister Yingying, Hua Lang is right. You should go back first. Besides, it's dangerous for you to come with us,” Jiang Qingyue said softly.
“Yingying!” A deep, slightly hoarse voice came from afar. Everyone looked over. A young man in a gray robe quickly approached them. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of them. He was thin and his face was somewhat haggard, but his brows revealed a compelling heroic spirit.
“Brother-in-law!” Huang Yingying lowered her head and called softly, not daring to look at him. Ruoxu and the others understood. So this was Zhao Changkong. As expected of a young master on the Dragon Ranking, his aura was indeed extraordinary.
“Yingying, come home with me. I will naturally avenge Yan Yan, but if anything happens to you, how can I explain it to your sister?” Zhao Changkong said in a deep voice, his face showing a pained expression.
“Brother-in-law, that bastard is dead! Look!” Huang Yingying said hurriedly, leading Zhao Changkong to the side of Yu Langjun's unrecognizable corpse.
Zhao Changkong's eyes flashed with a piercing light, his gaze filled with hatred fixed on the corpse on the ground, his teeth grinding softly.
Suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed, and the sword on his back was drawn. Ruoxu and the others were startled, exchanging strange glances, all thinking: Could Zhao Changkong be like Huang Yingying?
Just then, they saw Zhao Changkong raise his sword and slash down from the air. The group sighed slightly and shook their heads, but immediately realized something was wrong. Zhao Changkong didn't strike; instead, his hand loosened, the sword fell to the ground, and he let out a wild roar, suddenly taking off running. The group clearly saw a single tear fall from the corner of his eye.
"Brother-in-law! Brother-in-law!" Huang Yingying cried out in alarm, hurriedly picking up the sword and rushing after him.
A man doesn't easily shed tears, unless he's truly heartbroken!
When his wife was violated, he didn't cry, though his heart was bleeding. He knew he couldn't cry; he had to comfort her and prevent her from taking her own life. When his wife committed suicide, he didn't cry either; he swallowed all his tears and blood, because he didn't want her to die with her eyes wide open in the afterlife. When he finally saw his enemy die before his eyes, he finally cried. He wanted to smash Yu Langjun's corpse to vent his anger, but in the end, he didn't, because death was the end of everything. Unable to hold back his tears, he didn't want others to see, so he chose to leave.
"Alas, why do good people always get no good reward?" Yun Jiu sighed softly. "Zhao Changkong truly deserves to be called a man of courage."
Everyone was silent. Jiang Qingyue gently nestled against Ruoxu, who held her tightly. Suddenly, he seemed to understand a question he had never been able to answer.
"Let's go," Ruoxu sighed softly.
Everyone felt a heaviness in their hearts; misfortune could happen at any time.
"Brother Hua, please wait." They had only taken a few steps when a voice rang out from behind. Ruoxu turned around and saw Zhao Changkong and Huang Yingying standing side by side. Zhao Changkong's expression had returned to calm, though the pain in his eyes was still evident.
"Brother Hua saved Yingying and even killed Yu Langjun for me. I am truly grateful. I will repay your kindness in the future." Zhao Changkong bowed respectfully to Ruoxu from afar. "Because I am in a hurry to return home to pay respects to my deceased wife, I must take my leave now. I heard that Brother Hua is going to Mount Hua; I will certainly come to meet you someday." "Brother Zhao
, you are too kind. However, I look forward to the day I see you again," Ruoxu said with a smile.
Huang Yingying, who had initially said she was afraid of Zhao Changkong's reprimand, obediently followed him. Watching the two of them leave, Ruoxu's mood improved slightly.
"Little brother, let's meet tonight!" Suddenly, Hua Tianxing's voice echoed in Ruoxu's mind, startling him and leaving him momentarily speechless.
"Don't you want to see me? You naughty little brother, then I won't let you see me." Hua Tianxing was a little angry at Ruoxu's lack of reaction.
"No, sister, how could I not want to see you? I'm just so happy!" Ruoxu quickly said, his heart pounding with excitement, unable to calm down.
Nothing else happened during the day, but by evening, Ruoxu couldn't wait to pull Jiang Qingyue into the inner room. Yun Jiu and Feng Ping looked at them with ambiguous expressions. Jiang Qingyue blushed, secretly annoyed. Why didn't this guy know how to hide it? So impatient!
"Hua Lang, it's only just gotten dark." Once inside, Jiang Qingyue glared at Ruoxu.
"Sister Qing, yes, but I can't wait." Ruoxu, still not fully apprehensive, said casually.
"You... I'm ignoring you!" Jiang Qingyue turned away, feeling a pang of sadness. Did he really like her body that much?
"Sister Qing, what's wrong?" Ruoxu finally noticed Jiang Qingyue's unusual behavior. After thinking for a moment, he understood and felt a little embarrassed. He went over and gently hugged Jiang Qingyue.
"Sister Qing, I'm sorry. My sister promised to come out to see us tonight, but I was in such a hurry that I forgot to tell you. Please don't be mad at me, okay?" Ruoxu whispered in her ear.
"Really? You're not lying to me, are you?" Jiang Qingyue was actually almost convinced, but she was too shy to admit it. Thinking about how she had just been imagining things, her face flushed.
"Sister Qing, how could I lie to you?" Ruoxu whispered in her ear again, "But, Sister Qing, I really want you too."
"Hua Lang, I misunderstood you." Jiang Qingyue turned around and fell into his arms. "I'll make it up to you later. Let's call Sister Tianxing out first." Jiang Qingyue's pretty face was flushed, and she spoke in a slightly coquettish tone, but her voice was so soft it was almost a whisper.
"You lecherous little brother." Hua Tianxing chuckled in Ruoxu's mind.
"Sister, come out quickly, I can't wait any longer." Ruoxu reluctantly accepted the nickname "pervert," but urged Hua Tianxing to come out quickly.
"You wait. Close your eyes and don't look." Hua Tianxing giggled, and Ruoxu had no choice but to close his eyes, but he couldn't help opening them again, and he couldn't take his eyes off her.
So beautiful! He couldn't find the right words to describe the beauty of the woman in front of him. She was a fairy from heaven, her white dress fluttering without wind, her long black hair reaching her waist, her face flawless, her figure slender, and she had an otherworldly aura.
"Pfft," the fairy suddenly let out a soft laugh, "Perverted little brother, why are you staring at your sister like that? Want to eat me?" Her voice was sweet and seductive, and Ruoxu's heart fluttered.
"Sister, is it really you?" Ruoxu seemed to realize that staring at a girl like this was a bit inappropriate, and he tried to look away, but he couldn't.
"Of course it's me, hee hee." Hua Tianxing suddenly floated up, seemingly landing in Ruoxu's arms. Ruoxu instinctively reached out to hug her, but found he couldn't grab anything.
"You lecherous little brother, you want to take advantage of your sister? Too bad, this sister is just an illusion, you can't hug her." Hua Tianxing was still giggling, but there was a slight hint of disappointment in her voice.
"Little brother, I can't stay out too long, I have to go back now. Qingyue, you must keep a close eye on your little brother." Hua Tianxing ignored the two who were still in a daze, and suddenly a white shadow flashed and disappeared before their eyes.
"Hua Lang, where did Sister Tianxing go?" Jiang Qingyue was still immersed in the incredible thing she had just witnessed, and asked somewhat confusedly.
"Sister went back into the Love Sword." Ruoxu said softly, feeling a pang of disappointment.
"Why did Sister Tianxing go back inside? Isn't it better outside?" Jiang Qingyue still didn't understand, and in fact, Ruoxu didn't understand either.
"Little brother, I can't leave the Sword of Love for too long," Hua Tianxing said in Ruoxu's heart. "However..." She didn't finish her sentence.
"Sister, however what?" Ruoxu asked hurriedly.
"However, perhaps one day, I won't have to go back to the Sword of Love," Hua Tianxing said softly. "But not now." No matter how much

Ruoxu

pleaded, Hua Tianxing still wouldn't say how she could stay outside forever, but this only added a glimmer of hope to Ruoxu's heart.
"I'm going to sleep now, I'm ignoring you, you little pervert," Hua Tianxing said sweetly, and then fell silent. Ruoxu called out to her in his heart, but to no avail.
The passion had subsided, and the flush on Jiang Qingyue's face had slowly faded. She gazed affectionately at the man beside her; his features were becoming more defined, though he still retained a touch of childishness. Suddenly, she sighed softly, climbed out of bed—a small, light, yet swift movement—and changed back into her cloak. She glanced at Ruoxu with some worry, then gently pushed open the window and slipped out.
Jiang Qingyue ran quickly, finally stopping in front of a dilapidated hut after about fifteen minutes. She silently used her internal energy to investigate, sensing faint breathing sounds inside. She glanced around, then gently shook her hand; the wooden door opened silently, and she leaped inside.
"Sword Envoy greets the Holy Maiden!" The room was dark, but Jiang Qingyue clearly saw a woman in white palace attire standing with her back to her in the center. "
We're sisters, no need for formalities!" the woman said softly, slowly turning around. Her figure was slender, but her face was veiled in white gauze; her voice was incredibly clear and melodious, like a nightingale's song.
"What are your orders, Holy Maiden?" Jiang Qingyue remained as polite as ever.
"Sister Yue, I know you're upset that the Palace Master didn't help you. The Palace Master does know about your family's situation, but Sister Yue, there are some things you might not know. A major incident has also occurred in the palace." The Holy Maiden, addressed by Jiang Qingyue, sighed softly and spoke slowly.
"Holy Maiden, you misunderstand. I absolutely did not mean to blame the Palace Master." Jiang Qingyue's voice changed slightly.
"Sister Yue, you might not know, but the old Palace Master is...no longer here." The Holy Maiden's voice became very sorrowful.
"What?" Jiang Qingyue exclaimed in surprise, abruptly raising her head, her eyes filled with disbelief.
"The current Palace Master is Junior Sister," the Holy Maiden said gravely. "The old Palace Master suffered a qi deviation during cultivation, and Elder Feng and Elder Dian launched an attack at this time, attempting to seize the position of Palace Master. The old Palace Master died, and countless disciples in the palace were also injured. If Junior Sister hadn't emerged from seclusion at the crucial moment and turned the tide, Elder Feng would probably be the Palace Master now."
"But Junior Sister is still so young. Can she handle Elder Feng?" Jiang Qingyue's tone became less cold than before, replaced by anxiety.
"I used to think so too, but I witnessed Junior Sister defeat Elder Feng all by herself. The old Palace Master once said that Junior Sister was exceptionally talented, and now it seems that's true. However, despite this, the palace is now severely weakened. Elders Feng and Dian took away more than half of the disciples. Therefore, although Junior Sister knows that Sister Yue's family is in trouble, she is helpless. I only hope that Sister Yue can understand Junior Sister's situation." The Holy Maiden sighed slightly. "There may still be Elder Feng's people in the palace. Junior Sister has to deal with the palace first. It's pitiful that Junior Sister is only sixteen years old and has to suppress her grief and bear such a heavy burden alone."
"Then, is there anything I can do?" Jiang Qingyue's tone finally softened.
"A sect called Immortal Palace has just appeared in the martial world. Junior Sister suspects that the Palace Master of Immortal Palace is Elder Feng. Among the disciples in the palace, only you four, Sister Yue, are not known to Elder Feng. Therefore, I hope you can investigate. Moreover, Junior Sister also suspects that the Immortal Palace was responsible for the murder of Sister Yue's family." The Holy Maiden paused. "In addition, the Demon Palace seems to be about to take action. Sister Yue should also keep an eye on the Demon Palace's movements. And there is something else. I know that Sister Yue might be angry if I say it, but now that things have come to this, I have to say it."
Jiang Qingyue did not respond and quietly listened to her continue.
"Sister Yue's lover, Hua Ruoxu, although his martial arts are weak, has a considerable background. I think Sister Yue should know this." The Holy Maiden seemed somewhat afraid to look Jiang Qingyue in the eye. "Moreover, the Palace Master of the Demon Palace, Su Dai'er, is also in love with him. Junior Sister's idea is that Sister Yue, you can ask him for some help."
"I will not use Hua Lang!" Jiang Qingyue's expression changed, and her tone became somewhat agitated.
"Sister Yue, that's all I wanted to tell you. Junior Sister will be leaving the palace soon. Please take care, Sister Yue!" The Holy Maiden sighed softly, not at all surprised by Jiang Qingyue's reaction.
Jiang Qingyue stared blankly as she gracefully departed, two clear tears welling in her eyes. In her heart, she softly called out: Hua Lang!
*** *** ***
Hua Ruoxu suddenly awoke from his dream, reaching out to check. His beloved was still beside him, and he breathed a sigh of relief. He had just dreamt that Jiang Qingyue had left him again, and he woke up laughing at himself for scaring himself, but he still instinctively reached out and embraced Jiang Qingyue's naked body tightly.
Suddenly, he noticed the body in his arms trembling slightly, and a chill ran through his chest.
"Sister Qing, what's wrong? Did someone bully you?" Ruoxu panicked, cupping her pretty face in his hands. Her face was streaked with tears, like pear blossoms in the rain, and tears still streamed from her beautiful eyes.
"Sister Qing, I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't take good care of you. Please don't cry, okay? It breaks my heart to see you cry, Sister Qing." Ruoxu murmured, gently kissing her face until her tears dried.
"Hua Lang, it's not your fault. I thought of Father, my elder brother, and Xiaoyue." Jiang Qingyue looked at Ruoxu with teary eyes, sobbing.
“Sister Qing, don’t overthink it. You still have me. I, Hua Ruoxu, swear that as long as I live, I will take good care of you, Sister Qing.” Ruoxu said softly, a pang of sadness crossing his face as he thought of Xiaoyue.
“Hua Lang, if… if one day I do something wrong, will you blame me?” Jiang Qingyue whispered, clinging to him.
“Sister Qing, no matter what you do, as long as you are still my Sister Qing, I will not blame you.” Ruoxu paused slightly, then said after a moment of contemplation.
“Hua Lang, don’t worry, I will always be your Sister Qing.” Jiang Qingyue murmured dreamily, her warm lips offering herself to him. Her arms wrapped around Ruoxu’s neck, her soft body writhing against his like a snake. Her skin instantly became hot, and passion reignited. Waves surged within her, her breath coming in gasps, her moans mingling.
The next day, Jiang Qingyue returned to her former self, and Ruoxu gradually felt relieved.
*** *** ***
In the backyard of the Huashan Sword Sect, three girls in white sat.
"Xiaoxue, you're daydreaming again!" A soft sigh escaped her lips, followed by a gentle voice.
"Miss, Xiaoxue must be thinking about the young master." Another girl giggled. "
So what if I'm thinking about the young master? I'm not like you, thinking about him but not daring to say it." Hanxue blushed, but didn't back down. "
Xiaoxue, don't talk nonsense. I'm not like you, only thinking about the young master." This girl was naturally Hanshuang.
"Alright, you two stop fooling around, Xiaoxue, continue playing chess." Hua Yufeng's expression remained unchanged, her voice still so gentle, truly deserving of the title "Gentle Fairy.
" "Miss, I'm not playing anymore." Hanxue pouted, "Miss, can I go find the young master?"
"No, my sister won't agree." Hua Yufeng said without hesitation.
"Miss, please help me beg the eldest young lady, I'm really worried about the young master. He must know about the eldest young lady's marriage now, what if he can't think straight, then..." Hanxue was on the verge of tears.
“You all know my sister’s temper; she won’t agree to you going to see him,” Hua Yufeng sighed. “But Xiaoxue, don’t worry, your young master is doing well; nothing will happen to him.”
“Really? Miss, you’re not lying to Xiaoxue, are you?” Hanxue’s face lit up with a joyful smile, and she asked, “Then, Miss, do you know where the young master is now?”
“He’s on his way back to Mount Hua. If nothing unexpected happens, he should be in Xiangyang by now,” Hua Yufeng said after thinking for a moment.
“Is he really on his way back?” A soft voice drifted over.
“Ah, Miss!” Hanxue exclaimed sweetly.
“Sister, why are you doing this?” Hua Yufeng looked at the somewhat haggard Hua Yuluan and sighed. “He is indeed on his way back. If he doesn’t stop along the way, he should be back at Mount Hua in about seven days.”
“Is he coming back alone?” A hint of joy appeared on Hua Yuluan’s face.

“There are four people in total. Two of them are friends he just met, Yun Jiu and Feng Ping, and the other one…” Hua Yufeng shook her head, but was interrupted by Hua Yuluan before she could finish.
"Is the other one Jiang Qingyue?" Hua Yuluan asked in a trembling voice.
Hua Yufeng nodded helplessly.
"Damn it, is he bringing her here to show off to me?" Hua Yuluan's face turned ashen, and she said angrily, "If you can't bear to part with her, then don't come back!"
"Sister, don't you really want him to come back? Actually, what happened between him and Jiang Qingyue can't be entirely blamed on him. At least he's a responsible person for not abandoning Jiang Qingyue. Do you want him to be a heartless man?" Hua Yufeng said slowly.
"I don't care about any of that. In short, if he wants to marry me, he can't have any other women!" Hua Yuluan said angrily, her tone very firm.
"Sister, let's not talk about this now. Let's wait until he comes back before we discuss it further." Hua Yufeng sighed repeatedly.
"Waiting for him to come back?" Hua Yuluan suddenly sensed something was wrong. "Sister, what are you saying? Is he in danger?"
"Many people know now that the Love Sword is with him. Although he has several experts with him, the martial world is unpredictable. Whether he can safely return to Mount Hua is still uncertain." Hua Yufeng said, but in her heart she thought, "I knew you would be like this. You get worried as soon as you mention his danger." Hua Yuluan's face
showed unease, her mind lost in thought.
"I heard that Ye Bu'er and Jiang Qingyue's father, Jiang Tianxiao, have a good relationship. Not long ago, Ye Bu'er found Jiang Qingyue, supposedly to help him take revenge." Hua Yufeng added from the side.
"What? That hypocrite Ye Bu'er is also after him?" Hua Yuluan's face showed anxiety. After thinking for a moment, she hurriedly left, leaving behind the words, "I'm going back to my room!"
"Miss, do you think the eldest young lady really went back to her room?" Hanxue asked Hua Yufeng as soon as Hua Yuluan left.
"What do you think?" Hua Yufeng did not give Hanxue an answer.
Xiangyang
was a strategically vital location, a place of great military importance. In this peaceful yet martial arts-driven era, it was a hub for numerous martial arts factions.
Of course, the most renowned here was Piaoxue Manor. As the residence of the Xue family, one of the four great martial arts families, Piaoxue Manor naturally enjoyed a prestigious reputation. The manor's lord, Xue Mingfeng, was ranked fifth on the Earthly Ranking. His wife, Feng Yunpiao, was also quite famous in the martial arts world in the past, being the eldest daughter of the Feng family, one of the four great families, and the younger sister of the current Feng family lord, Feng Yundong. Xue Mingfeng had only two daughters: the eldest, Xue Piaopiao, was twenty years old, and the younger, Xue Youyou, was sixteen. Xue Piaopiao was known as the "Fragrance Fairy," not for her beauty, but for the wine she brewed; Xue Youyou, however, was completely different from her sister. She possessed extraordinary beauty, and although only sixteen, she already had a face capable of bewitching all and a devilish figure. However, she was also willful and capricious, and everyone in Piaoxue Manor was extremely afraid of this second young lady.
Ruoxu and his group of four are currently at Piaoxue Manor. They arrived in Xiangyang last night, but Feng Ping, eager to see his sweetheart, went into Piaoxue Manor alone last night, leaving Ruoxu and the others in the city. Just as Yun Jiu was cursing Feng Ping for being disloyal, someone came to Piaoxue Manor this morning, inviting Ruoxu and the others to visit.
Ruoxu initially thought it was Xue Piaopiao who invited them, but upon arriving, they discovered it wasn't; it was Xue Mingfeng who had invited them. However, they noticed Feng Ping was also there, though his expression was uneasy. When he saw Ruoxu and the others, his eyes lit up, as if he had seen saviors.
"Young Master Hua, Miss Jiang, Hero Yun, it truly honors Piaoxue Manor to have you all here," Xue Mingfeng said with a smile. Although Xue Mingfeng was nearly fifty, he looked like he was in his thirties. He had a fair complexion, no beard, and a tall, upright figure, dressed in a blue brocade robe. "
Manor Lord Xue, this is the first time this old thief has been called a hero," Yun Jiu said with a wry smile.
"Junior Hua Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue greet Manor Lord Xue," Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue greeted him simultaneously, as if on cue.
The guests and hosts seemed to get along very well, but Ruoxu felt something was amiss. Looking at Feng Ping, he saw that he looked anxious, but he couldn't understand why.
"Young Master Hua and the others are all friends of Nephew Feng. It's perfect timing that you've come today. Nephew Feng proposed to me last night, and I agreed to betroth Piao Piao to him. You all can be witnesses," Xue Mingfeng suddenly said at the table.
Such a wonderful thing! Why didn't Feng Ping seem happy? Ruoxu was puzzled.

Volume Two, Sword Spirit, Chapter Ten: The Sword is Hard to Use as a

Betrothal Gift. "Congratulations, Master Xue!
Congratulations, Brother Feng!" Yun Jiu immediately began offering his congratulations, no longer calling Feng Ping the drunkard. "Master Xue, Brother Feng, congratulations!" Ruoxu sincerely wished Feng Ping and Yun Piaopiao well.
"Master Xue, I wonder when this old thief will get to drink the wedding wine?" Yun Jiu felt impatient, more anxious than the emperor.
"Now we're just waiting for Nephew Feng to present the betrothal gift. I think it should be soon, Nephew Feng, what do you say?" Xue Mingfeng smiled slightly.
"Master Xue, rest assured, this junior will definitely come to present the betrothal gift as soon as possible," Feng Ping forced a smile.
"Present the betrothal gift?" Yun Jiu's expression changed slightly. Looking at Feng Ping's bitter face, he immediately understood. Feng Ping was just a wandering swordsman, practically penniless; where would he get the money for a betrothal gift?
“Nephew Feng, I know ten thousand taels of gold might be a bit much, but I only have two daughters, Piaopiao and Youyou. After you and Piaopiao get married, this will naturally be yours. However, my Xue family has a certain reputation in the martial arts world, and I, Xue Mingfeng, can't be too stingy with my daughter's first marriage.” Xue Mingfeng sighed softly. “Piaopiao's mother originally agreed to your marriage, and to be honest, I wasn't very willing either, but Piaopiao has always been opinionated. Since you two are in love, I can't go against her wishes. The betrothal gifts are a bit much, but I think you, Nephew Feng, will definitely find a way.”
Ruoxu looked at Feng Ping, then at Yun Jiu, and sighed inwardly. Ten thousand taels of gold wasn't much for Xue Mingfeng, but for Feng Ping, it was almost an unattainable dream. Not to mention Feng Ping, even a large sect like Huashan couldn't come up with that much money all at once.
“It's okay if you don't have money. If you have any good treasures, that's fine too.” A sweet voice came over, and a girl in a green dress appeared in the hall. A mischievous glint appeared on her flawless face, her curvaceous figure tightly encased in her clothes, making her exceptionally alluring. Her beautiful eyes sparkled, captivating everyone who looked at her, causing them to gasp slightly.
"Youyou, stop fooling around, go back inside!" Xue Mingfeng gently scolded. Everyone was now certain that this girl was Xue Youyou, the second young lady of the Xue family; the rumors were true, she was indeed incredibly beautiful.
"No, Daddy, I want to play! It's not easy having so many people here." Xue Youyou pleaded.
"My daughter is naughty, please don't take offense." Xue Mingfeng gave a wry smile, speaking somewhat apologetically to Ruoxu and the others.
"Daddy, don't speak ill of me! I'm being very obedient." Xue Youyou said, running to Jiang Qingyue's side, looking at her with curiosity.
"Sister, may I see what you look like? You must be very beautiful, right?" Xue Youyou stared at Jiang Qingyue's face, her hand twitching slightly as if she wanted to lift it up to take a look, but she didn't actually do it. However, she seemed to be holding back quite a bit. Ruoxu, standing beside her, found it amusing; Xue Youyou really had a childish temper.
"Miss Xue, I'm rather ugly, I'm too embarrassed to show my face to people," Jiang Qingyue said with a smile.
"Ah, I'm sorry, sister, I didn't mean to ask," Xue Youyou said, looking embarrassed.
"What are you laughing at? What's your relationship with this sister? Have you seen what she looks like?" Xue Youyou suddenly noticed Ruoxu chuckling beside her and became somewhat displeased. She glared at Ruoxu with wide eyes and rattled off a string of questions.
Ruoxu was extremely embarrassed and looked at Xue Mingfeng for help, only to find that Xue Mingfeng was also watching his precious daughter's antics with a helpless expression. He had seen this scene many times before.
"Hey, this jade pendant is so pretty! Can I see it?" Xue Youyou's eyes suddenly lit up; she had spotted a treasure.
“Well, of course, Miss Xue can see it if she wants.” Ruoxu reluctantly agreed. Actually, it wouldn’t have mattered if he hadn’t, because Xue Youyou’s delicate, snow-white hand had already reached out and grabbed the jade pendant.
“Wow, it’s so pretty, but why is it tied to a sword?” Xue Youyou complained as she looked at it. “Su-Dai-Er, what a pretty name. Sister, is that your name?” She turned to Jiang Qingyue.

Xue Mingfeng’s expression changed slightly.
“Miss Xue, my name is Jiang Qingyue.” Jiang Qingyue had no choice but to answer.
“This sword isn’t pretty, but this jade pendant is nice. I like it. Father, how about we use this as my sister’s betrothal gift?” Xue Youyou said something that made everyone laugh.
“Youyou, don’t be silly. It’s Nephew Feng who is betrothing your sister, not Young Master Hua.” Xue Mingfeng blurted out, then immediately realized his mistake. Sure enough, Xue Youyou’s face turned slightly red, and Ruoxu could only smile wryly.
"Brother Hua, you and brother-in-law are friends, right?" Xue Youyou quickly regained her composure and asked sweetly. Ruoxu nodded.
"Brother Hua, you also want brother-in-law to marry sister, right?" Xue Youyou asked again, and Ruoxu nodded again.
"Then give this to my brother-in-law, and let him use it as a betrothal gift, okay?" Xue Youyou asked expectantly.
"This..." Ruoxu didn't nod this time, his face showing difficulty.
"Dad, do you think this is okay?" Xue Youyou ran to Xue Mingfeng's side again, shaking his hand and acting coquettishly.
"This..." Xue Mingfeng hesitated for a long time before finally saying, "I don't want to make things difficult for Nephew Feng and Piaopiao. If Young Master Hua can present the betrothal gifts on behalf of Nephew Feng, that's fine too."
"Brother Hua, hurry! My father said it's okay, hehe. You can take this as a betrothal gift from brother-in-law to sister, and then I'll go find sister to get the jade pendant back. The sword can be given to sister." Xue Youyou jumped to Ruoxu's side, tilting her head, looking impatient and incredibly cute.
"This..." Ruoxu was now in an awkward situation. Although he sincerely hoped that Feng Ping and Yun Piaopiao would become a couple, he couldn't give away either the jade pendant or the sword. If the jade pendant was originally his, that would be fine, but it was a gift from Su Daier. How could he give it away? If the sword was just an ordinary sword, or even just an ordinary precious sword, that would be fine, but he knew that there was a fairy-like sister inside. Could he give Hua Tianxing away? Of course not. Moreover, the sword was a gift from Jiang Qingyue. However, others might not know this.
"Brother Hua, you don't need to be troubled. This is a token of love from Miss Jiang; how can you give it to someone else?" Feng Ping finally spoke, his face showing some melancholy, but mostly understanding of Hua Ruoxu, not wanting to put him in a difficult position.
"Miss Youyou, I'm sorry, I can't give this to Brother Feng." Ruoxu slowly breathed a sigh of relief, but made another decision in his heart, "However, I have something else here, but I don't know if it can be given as a betrothal gift from Brother Feng to Miss Piaopiao."
As Ruoxu spoke, he took out a crystal-clear bamboo flute from his robes. It was short and slightly emerald green.
"Wow, so beautiful! I want it!" Xue Youyou grabbed it, exclaiming joyfully, playing with it in her hands with great delight.
"Master Xue, I wonder if this could be used as a betrothal gift for Brother Feng to Miss Piaopiao?" Ruoxu asked with a slight smile.
"Yes, of course! I want it!" Xue Youyou said impatiently, as if afraid Xue Mingfeng would refuse.
"Nephew Feng is truly fortunate to have a friend like Young Master Hua," Xue Mingfeng said with some emotion. "Since the betrothal gift has been given, Nephew Feng will have to stay here and prepare to choose a date."
"Thank you, Master Xue, oh no, thank you, Father-in-law!" Feng Ping was overjoyed, as if he had gone from hell to heaven.
"You should thank Young Master Hua more. This bamboo flute is worth far more than ten thousand gold pieces!" Xue Mingfeng said slowly.
"Yes, yes, thank you, Brother Hua." Feng Ping was too happy and lost his composure.
"Master Xue, I have urgent business to attend to and must take my leave now. I hope you will not refuse me entry to Brother Feng and Miss Xue's wedding," Ruoxu said with a smile. After a brief exchange of pleasantries, Ruoxu and Jiang Qingyue hurriedly left Piaoxue Manor. Yun Jiu accompanied them, but Feng Ping was left behind because Xue Mingfeng had instructed him to prepare for his wedding with Xue Piaopiao.
"Youyou, you've been playing for half the day. This is your sister's betrothal gift," a middle-aged woman said, looking at Xue Youyou with doting eyes.
"Mommy, this is so pretty! Look, it matches my clothes perfectly!" Xue Youyou continued to whine. This middle-aged woman was none other than Xue Mingfeng's wife, Feng Yunpiao.
"This may be valuable, but it's not as valuable as the Love Sword," Feng Yunpiao sighed softly.
"Mother, it's better not to take that sword of love. Besides, the jade pendant on it belongs to Su Dai'er. We shouldn't bring trouble upon ourselves." Xue Youyou said sweetly, then suddenly noticed something and let out a soft "
Eh." "Mother, look, there are words on it!" Xue Youyou exclaimed in surprise.
"May you know my heart! Hua Yuluan." Xue Youyou read each word carefully, then suddenly cried out, "Ah, Hua Yuluan of Mount Hua!"
At this moment, Hua Ruoxu was walking silently on the road, looking preoccupied.
"Hua Lang, that flute..." Jiang Qingyue asked hesitantly.
"That was given to me by my senior sister." Ruoxu's face showed a hint of unease.
"What? Hua Lang, how could you give away something she gave you?" Jiang Qingyue looked anxious.
"It's alright, Sister Qing, don't worry." Ruoxu forced a smile and comforted Jiang Qingyue.
"How can it not matter? That must have been her token of love to you. You just gave it away to someone else. She already doesn't forgive us for what happened, and if she finds out you gave your token to someone else, she'll be even less forgiving!" Jiang Qingyue scolded him harshly, her face showing worry.
"Sister Qing, my senior sister gave it to me when I was ten. It shouldn't mean that. I was still young then," Ruoxu argued softly. Although he was very reluctant to part with the flute, he had never imagined it was a token of love from Hua Yuluan.
"You were ten, so your senior sister was thirteen. Do you think thirteen-year-old Hua Yuluan didn't understand anything?" Jiang Qingyue sighed softly, and Ruoxu could hear the cold sweat on his brow.
"It shouldn't be, I think... I think my senior sister won't blame me," Ruoxu said timidly, his heart churning with turmoil. What if... what if Jiang Qingyue's guess was right? What should he do?
Jiang Qingyue didn't speak again, but a very ominous feeling rose in her heart. But what's done is done, and Ruoxu can't possibly get the flute back. Perhaps he can only leave it to fate.
Ruoxu is also heartbroken. He originally thought that Hua Yuluan's gift to him was just an ordinary birthday present. Although it was precious, he had to give it up so that Feng Ping could successfully marry Yun Piaopiao. As for Su Daier's jade pendant, it had a special meaning, so he naturally couldn't give it away. But now, with Jiang Qingyue's reminder, he realized that the flute and the jade pendant might have been the same thing all along, he just didn't know it. Now he kept the jade pendant but gave away the flute. What would Hua Yuluan think? He dared not think any further, but hoped that Jiang Qingyue's guess was wrong.
The three of them kept their heads down and continued on their way. Ruoxu was preoccupied and remained silent the whole way. Jiang Qingyue was the same. Yun Jiu felt bored being alone, but she had no choice.
Nothing happened for two days. On this day, the three of them arrived in Wudang County and were not far from Wudang Mountain.
"What a coincidence! Brother Hua, we meet again!" The familiar voices rang in their ears as they stepped into the inn.
"Brother Hua, Brother Zhang, Miss Yue, how have you been?" Ruoxu greeted them with a smile.
"Not bad, just constantly bothered by a bunch of scoundrels. Qingyue, have you missed me?" Hua Feihua chuckled, teasing Jiang Qingyue again.
"You incorrigible rascal!" Jiang Qingyue spat lightly, the awkwardness from seeing Hua Feihua earlier vanishing without a trace.
"I want to change, but Brother Hua won't let me," Hua Feihua said, glancing at Ruoxu.
"Nonsense, what does this have to do with Hua Lang?" Jiang Qingyue glared at Hua Feihua.
"If I were to change, you'd have to marry me. Do you think Brother Hua would agree?" Hua Feihua said seriously. "
Feihua, stop fooling around. Brother Hua, please introduce us to this senior?" Yue Tianhong interjected.
"Cousin, you'd better not get to know this senior. Be careful, or all your treasures will be stolen." Hua Feihua's face showed a strange expression.
"Feihua, it seems like your treasures have been stolen now." Yue Tianhong suddenly chuckled, only to see Yun Jiu holding a fragrant handkerchief. Hua Feihua's face showed a hint of embarrassment; it seemed that the handkerchief belonged to him.

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