Xiuxian Work Log

Chapter 154 I will embroider little flowers for you

The sound of swords breaking through the air was like a whirring sound. Before they knew it, fog had risen on the cliff and the disciples who had just jumped down were nowhere to be seen.

A cry of surprise was heard, and Wen Lingyun flew up on his sword and faced Lin Qingyue face to face.

Wen Lingyun said happily: "Sister Qingyue! I can fly the sword now!"

Lin Qingyue praised him: "Great job, Xiaoshuang!"

"Ah--" Wang Bielin's scream broke through the clouds. The teaching elder raised his hands above his head and looked up at the sky with a surprised sound.

"My goodness, how high is this going to fly?"

"what--"

There was another scream, and a figure fell down and disappeared in front of everyone.

Ten minutes later, Bi Zihan flew Wang Bielin up on his sword.

The coaching elder said: "It seems that you need to practice how to use spiritual energy. From today on, use your spiritual energy to drive the needle to embroider a flower for me every day."

Wang Bielin: "Ah? I don't have a needle and thread."

The coaching elder directly scolded him: "I don't know if you can go down the mountain to buy it?"

Seeing that the remaining disciples had returned, the teaching elder began the next round of roll call.

"Year cuts month."

"Chapter-by-chapter text."

"Benxing."

"..."

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Lin Qingyue returned to his residence and found the yard full of gifts.

Shi Jingbai, who was squatting nearby, saw her come back and stand up, and asked in confusion, "Lin Qingyue, why did a disciple of the Xiao family come to give you something just now? He even said that his young master couldn't bear it and took pity on you."

Lin Qingyue clenched his fingers hanging at his side suddenly, then loosened them after a while, forced a smile, and walked forward to touch the densely packed box.

Lin Qingyue: "Well... because they felt sorry for what I was going through in the sword-making room, they gave me these gifts."

There weren't many people around the sword arena at the time, and most of them were Xiao Weiqian's men. Furthermore, he had only given her a sword intent and had treated her promptly, fearing her injuries would be known to others.

If she was just a new disciple who knew nothing, she might have accepted it.

But only she knew that the uncontrollable slight trembling every time he picked up the sword was the true viciousness of Xiao Weiqian.

Originally, she could swing the sword at will, but now, every time she lifted the sword, she would think of the sword intent that penetrated into her bones, and in an instant, she even lost the strength to lift the sword.

The Dust-Breaking System said that she was mentally polluted by Xiao Weiqian, which was why she was resistant, fearful, and numb.

She still remembered the first time she used the counseling robot. After repeated tests and attempts, the silence was reduced to the ticking of a mechanical clock...

Shi Jingbai looked a little hesitant, but finally opened his mouth.

"Lin Qingyue, you'd better stay away from Xiao Weiqian. The news about him and Shen Yumeng and Feng Yiqiu has been all over the place. I always feel that a responsible man would not play both sides with women..."

Lin Qingyue: "I understand."

Lin Qingyue exchanged all the things that seemed to be used to buy her afterlife for spirit stones and silver, and gave them to other poor people.

She didn't show her face and gave the last bit of silver indifferently.

She did not fly her sword, but walked alone on the way back to Zi Yang Sword Sect.

Dust-Breaking System: "If you think it's okay, we can go back tonight and sign the Qingjing contract."

The girl walked quietly, ignoring it.

The Dust Breaking System has gotten used to it, and it won't really get angry.

Dust-Breaking System: "Do you know why Hua Cibei is so determined to take the Blue Mirror?"

Lin Qingyue thought of the countless people who died in Qingjing Town because of him, and finally spoke out.

Spit out a few words.

"Because he's a bitch."

Dust-breaking System: ...

Dust-Breaking System: "Because the small space within Qingjing Town can connect to other things, he wants to bind his wife's soul to Qingjing. This way, he can stabilize the remaining soul while using Qingjing to attract it and eventually revive his wife."

"Oh." Lin Qingyue's face was expressionless: "He is so affectionate. Then go down and reunite with his wife."

Lin Qingyue: "If he really loved his wife, why didn't he die when she died? He wanted his wife to be resurrected just to satisfy his own lust."

Lin Qingyue: "So how can people be so selfish?"

Dust-Breaking System: "Will you endure being a useless person for the rest of your life just to avoid killing Xiao Weiqian?"

"Pochen, this is never a multiple-choice question." Lin Qingyue suppressed his trembling and pulled out Lingxue. "There may be deviations, but killing does not require precision. It just needs to be fast, ruthless, and deadly."

Lin Qingyue: "Xiao Weiqian is definitely not a good person, but such people often hide their true intentions very well. No one would care if a young man from an aristocratic family used his sword power on an orphan girl and it would affect her swordsmanship, but there would definitely be people who would care if their hard-earned reputation was damaged and they were reduced from a favored child of heaven to an ordinary swordsman."

Dust-Breaking System: "I thought you were going to say that Xiao Weiqian wasn't destined to die?"

Lin Qingyue stepped on Lingxue and flew towards the mountains of Ziyang Sword Sect.

Lin Qingyue: "Pochen, I'm not a saint, I'm just me."

Suddenly, a familiar scream came from behind him. Lin Qingyue couldn't help but turn around and saw Wang Bielin's terrified face.

"Lin Qingyue, get out of the way!"

Lin Qingyue controlled Lingxue to fly to the side, and then heard a "whoosh" sound, and Wang Bielin fell into the leaves.

Lin Qingyue: ...

Wang Bielin climbed up from the leaves and rubbed Lin Qingyue's sword very naturally.

Wang Bielin: "Good sister, give me a hand, I will embroider a little flower for you~"

Lin Qingyue's forehead veins bulged, and he could no longer bear it.

"Shut up."

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"Brother, are we really going to do this?"

Meng Nianchun looked at Wenren Shuyu's actions and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Wenren Shuyu was putting clothes on the mechanical man. "Don't worry, this is what the old man gave me. I can put on the clothes and pretend to be an ordinary person."

"When necessary." Wenren Shuyu used his spiritual energy to reveal the various weapons and poisons on the mechanical man's body, and inserted the hairpin that could shoot out poison needles into the mechanical man's hair.

With a press, the poison needle flew into the wall, leaving behind green poisonous water.

"Let's let the mechanical men delay them. Oh, and cast an illusion on their faces."

Wenren Shuyu requested, "It should be natural, not rigid, and look like us. People who were sold must have had a hard life, so their skin can be wrinkle-free, but their eyes must show a dead and tired look."

"A mother seeing her child she hasn't seen for years is bound to be both reserved and excited, so you should add a bit of sparkle to your eyes..."

Meng Nianchun threw the book in his face, "Why don't you use illusion or formation?"

Wenren Shuyu said as a matter of course: "I'm just a sword cultivator, why should I know all this?"

Meng Nianchun: "Then I am also a sword cultivator, why do I need to know these?"

Wenren Shuyu was silent: "Then we need someone else to come? By the way, is your Senior Sister Jing still in Ziyang Sword Sect?"

Meng Nianchun: "She and her Taoist companion went to Shuiyuejinghua."

Wenren Shuyu: ...

Wenren Shuyu sighed, "Forget it, I'll do it."