Chapter 31: The Destined-to-be-Abandoned Good-for-Nothing (11) p2
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“Gui Mian!”
A few days later, the four major sects finally reached an agreement regarding the outcome of the secret realm expedition. Gui Mian, who knew nothing about it, received a notice from the elders of the other peaks, informing her that she could go to the Sword Tomb and choose a weapon for herself.
The Sword Tomb was a repository of countless swords. Since the founding of the Sword Sect, there had been many talented and brilliant cultivators.
But after the first Sect Master died, his obsession entered his natal sword, which flew back to the Sword Sect to guard it. From then on, every generation had spirit swords that lost their masters and flew back to the sect. Over time, the Sword Tomb was established.
However, the spirit swords in the Sword Tomb either had their consciousness dormant or were extremely arrogant and difficult to deal with.
Therefore, Sword Sect disciples were still accustomed to forging their own natal swords under the guidance of their masters, using materials they had personally sought out.
Of course, having the opportunity to try their luck at the Sword Tomb was also a good opportunity. Gui Mian, having won the secret realm expedition, received this opportunity.
Now, on her way to the Sword Tomb, she suddenly heard a familiar voice calling her name. She turned around and saw Qiongying, dressed in a goose-yellow robe.
Usually, she would only greet her senior sister politely, but today, she added: “Senior Sister, your clothes are beautiful.”
“What did you say?”
Surprise flickered in Qiongying’s eyes. She looked at Gui Mian in astonishment, then a relieved smile appeared on her face. “You… now you know what’s beautiful and ugly?”
Gui Mian nodded as if she understood.
Seeing this, Qiongying’s smile didn’t fade. She had placed second in the secret realm expedition.
Therefore, she also had the opportunity to enter the Sword Tomb with Gui Mian. As they walked side by side, Qiongying pointed at the various spiritual plants and scenery along the way and asked Gui Mian about them, as if testing a new disciple’s knowledge.
Finally, Qiongying confirmed that Gui Mian had truly learned some human emotions. Just as she was about to sigh with emotion, she heard Gui Mian speak hesitantly.
“Senior Sister, I have a question. I wonder if you could answer it for me…”
“Just ask.”
“Senior Sister, do you know… what kind of people can sleep in the same bed?”
“Pfft—”
Qiongying covered her mouth and looked at Gui Mian with shock and surprise. She initially thought it was a miracle.
But then she remembered Gui Mian’s usual naiveté and how many people in the sect enjoyed making things difficult for her. Even though the Jade Elder treated her differently now, she couldn’t watch over her every moment of the day.
So, Qiongying said seriously: “Family members who are related by blood, or those who share a deep connection.”
Blood relations.
Gui Mian shook her head inwardly. She remembered that when she was in the secret realm and told the senior that her master was her parents, the senior had patiently explained this to her.
Master wasn’t her blood relative.
“What is a deep connection?”
Qiongying was stumped.
As a Sword Sect disciple who loved swords more than people, it was too difficult for her to explain to her junior sister what love was. Fortunately, she had received a few novels from her fellow disciples a while ago and had casually flipped through some of them.
Although they had given her goosebumps, those cheesy stories were now unexpectedly useful.
“It’s…”
Qiongying racked her brains, trying to remember. Finally, she found some suitable words. “It’s… when you want to be with that person all the time. Their happiness is your happiness, their tears are your sorrow. You understand their coldness and their warmth.”
“Most importantly, they are perfect in your eyes, and you even want to hide them away, not letting anyone else see them.”
…
She rambled on, piecing together lines from seven or eight different novels.
Gui Mian, who had been confused at first, gradually understood. She even murmured: “Hide them away?”
She asked, “The person you want to hide away and not let anyone see… is that the person you have a deep connection with?”
“Not necessarily a deep connection, but definitely love.” Qiongying unconsciously summarized.
Love?
Gui Mian pondered thoughtfully. Then, at the entrance of the Sword Tomb, she suddenly turned around.
Qiongying looked at her in confusion. “Junior Sister? Where are you going?”
“To find Master! I’ll be back later! Thank you, Senior Sister!”
Mount Lingyu.
A figure, slightly out of breath, arrived outside the cave abode and shouted at the towering stone gate: “Master!”
Su Mingxiu initially ignored her, but worried that something might have happened, she sent her avatar through the closed stone gate again. It was daytime, but to Gui Mian, it felt like her master had arrived shrouded in moonlight once more.
The little disciple’s eyes curved into crescents as she looked at her. She said unconsciously: “Master, the person inside the ice… is the one you love, right?”
“Ah!” Su Mingxiu’s eyelashes trembled. She only looked at Gui Mian inquisitively and asked coldly: “Who told you that?”
But her coldness didn’t faze Gui Mian. The little girl nodded to herself, as if she had received her answer. Then, a smile brighter than the sun spread across her face: “Master loves her, and I look like her, so Master will love me too, right?”
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