I snorted, pushing him out: “I’m going to bathe. If you don’t leave, I’ll report you to the Upper God for harassing me.”
Jianghu chuckled, looking me up and down: “Would I take a fancy to those two little buns of yours?”
Angry kick!
The ceremony was coming soon.
During this time, Mo Junqing never came to see me, and I didn’t appear before him. Although I was curious if he would take me away if I found him, playing with mortals too much could disrupt fate. If I disappeared from the world and my memories were erased, yet still left a shadow in someone’s heart that might affect future destiny, I would be violating heavenly principles.
His eyes dimmed with nostalgia, yet he smiled with incomparable relief: “Actually, it wasn’t the Mohist eldest son who stole me to practice sword, but the Mohist master who secretly gave me to the eldest young master, hoping that one day he could wield me and become a swordsman feared by all, ensuring the Mohist school’s eternal presence in the martial world.”
I listened and couldn’t help but let out a cold laugh. What righteous gentleman, martial arts leader – all just tricks to fool the world.
He could say these things to everyone without changing his expression. I’ve always thought my acting skills were good, but look at him – now that’s Oscar-worthy material.
I returned to my physical body, slowly sitting up and embracing Zhuixi, standing up and looking at them coldly.
It seemed no one expected me to suddenly stand up. The Mohist master, who had been speaking eloquently, was also startled and stopped mid-sentence. Mo Junqing was also shocked, his face instantly tightening.
I looked at them with interest, a faint smile spreading across my face, and exhaled: “Did you think I was an idiot?”
I jumped down from the floating cloud and pulled him, saying: “Let’s go see what Zhuixi looks like after rebirth.”
After rebirth, Zhuixi was just an ordinary piece of iron, forged by a blacksmith into a common sword.
As it hung by the wall, I crouched down to look at it. Its spiritual energy could only gather in a small cluster, and it could no longer speak, having lost its famous sword’s elegance.
