Chapter 235: Junior Sister, Descendant of the Sword Ancestor
“Rumble——”
The mountains of Qiongfeng shattered and collapsed under the pouring of lava, with the mountain fire spreading to fifty miles away after nearly two hours of fermentation.
As the lake melted and the beasts fled, the forest was left in chaos. If left unchecked, the mountain fire ignited by the furnace explosion would not cease until the hundreds of miles of mountains and fields centred on Qiongfeng turned into a prairie fire.
The high-level disciples of the Sword Sect, attracted by the flames of the furnace explosion earlier, hurriedly transferred a large number of water talismans and materials from the sect’s warehouse, using various spells to delay the spread of the wildfire.
“Brother, this fire shows no sign of extinguishing! We’ve used over three hundred water talismans, and Senior Sister Chen’s rain-summoning technique is draining their spiritual energy!”
“Let all the senior brothers and sisters whose spiritual energy is running low return to the sect to rest while the others continue! Let’s hold out until the elders arrive!”
Meanwhile, above the sky, six cultivators clad in golden and white robes observed the scene below with furrowed brows.
“Elder Tian Xing, this earth spirit fire is not easy to extinguish.”
The white-bearded elder stroked his beard and remarked, “Indeed. Qiongfeng was once the site of Immortal Yunjian’s and the sect leader’s divine transformations. The ground below is in chaos, like a jar of aged wine. It seems someone was secretly refining elixirs here… lighting a fire on the wine jar… hehe…”
Another cultivator held a spiritual mirror and observed the path of Qiongfeng’s earth-vein spiritual fire from above. “Let’s skip the complaints and focus on extinguishing the fire first. If it continues, it might burn through the earth’s veins, and we’ll have to redraw the map within a thousand miles.”
“Is there a better way? It will take several months and decades of true energy from over ten Nascent Soul elders in the sect to extinguish this fire.”
“Lighting a fire is easy, but extinguishing it is hard,” the female cultivator lying atop a huge jade gourd shook her head. “I’ve heard that the Sword Ancestor possesses a Spiritual Sword capable of quelling Earth Veins. If that sword were here, suppressing the chaotic spirits would be a piece of cake.”
“So, where’s the sword?” Ye Anping asked.
The female cultivator glanced to the other side. “You’re asking me?”
“If you don’t know, then tell me something!” Ye Anping insisted.
The white-bearded old man shook his head. “The Sword Ancestor’s natal spiritual sword, the Xue Qiong Spiritual Sword Sect Master Yun, has been searching for it for over a thousand years, but its whereabouts remain unknown. Perhaps when the Sword Ancestor fell, the sword was broken or ended up in the hands of demonic cultivators in the Eastern Territory…”
“Enough chatter, let’s form a formation. First, follow the earth’s veins, then soothe the chaotic spirits, and finally extinguish the mountain fire.”
The six cultivators sighed in resignation, summoning their spiritual swords and forming seals to gather spirits. Six streams of spiritual energy formed a massive hexagonal formation in the sky, covering the entire Qiongfeng below.
The wind and snow ceased momentarily, and the spiritual light dispersed the dark clouds above.
Ye Anping, with Pei Lianxue by his side, flew with his sword to a lake boiling with spiritual fire.
The Xue Qiong Spiritual Sword in his hand, made of black ice, emitted an intense cold, seemingly melting, with a faint mist spreading from its surface.
Seeing the formation seal in the sky, Ye Anping immediately realized that the elders of the Sword Sect had arrived, ready to appease the chaotic spirit earth veins and extinguish the earth spirit fire.
In a sense, he was responsible for this earth spirit fire and needed to take responsibility for it. But that was absurd!
In the game’s plot development, there were no furnace explosions or mountain fires. Zhuang Yan successfully refined the evil pill, so the current plot was completely different from the game. However, whether it was the furnace explosion or obtaining the Snow Qiong Spiritual Sword, both were part of his plan. Both of these events were for one result. And that result was a gift he had prepared for his junior sister.
Ye Anping breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and handed the Snow Qiong Sword to her, asking, “Junior sister, have you ever been worried that your senior brother would look down on you?”
Pei Lianxue tilted her head in confusion at her senior brother’s sudden question. After pondering for a moment, she nodded and replied, “Well… The senior brother is the heir of the Hundred Lotus Sect. My parents are ordinary folks, and I was brought back by Sect Master Ye, transitioning from mortal to immortal…”
Unease flickered in Pei Lianxue’s eyes as she questioned, “Why the sudden inquiry, senior brother?”
Ye Anping shook his head and gently held her cheek, whispering, “Senior brother always felt unworthy of you.”
Pei Lianxue, perplexed, responded, “Huh!”
With a smile, Ye Anping explained, “You’re far more unique than you realize. Feng Yudie is destined. Xiao Yunluo has the blue dragon’s physique, but you’re no less extraordinary than them.”
“I have the Three Spiritual Roots.”
“What did Master Yunjian say just now? Didn’t you listen?”
“What did he say?”
Did this girl never listen to anyone but herself? Ye Anping felt a mix of helplessness and amusement. “He said you possess a body of pure water.”
Pei Lianxue hesitated for a while but still couldn’t comprehend, so she asked, “Is it very powerful?”
“It’s very powerful, much, much more powerful than a senior brother… Compared with you, senior brother is nothing.”
Pei Lianxue fell silent for a while, then looked down at the sword in her hand and said firmly, “Senior brother is my senior brother. He’s better than my senior brother, and my senior brother is also my senior brother… and my Daoist companion!”
Ye Anping struggled to respond and continued awkwardly, “You are no longer just an ordinary cultivator. Look at the sword in your hand. What do you think you are now?”
Pei Lianxue was silent for a while and said, “I am senior brother’s Daoist companion!”
“Anything else!”
“Senior brother’s junior sister!”
“Anything else!”
“…Pei Lianxue!”
Was this girl really that naive? Ye Anping couldn’t help but think. He gently held her face and explained, “You’ve now inherited the legacy of the Sword Ancestor. You’re a descendant of Immortal Yunjian. That status is enough for you to lead the Moon Shadow Sword Sect, to stand proudly before the Immortal Family, and to command the utmost respect from the entire Hundred Lotus Sect.”
Pei Lianxue held the sword tightly, pondered for a moment, and then asked, “And what else?”
“Then I’m not senior brother’s Daoist companion?”
“…Yes.”
“That’s good.” Pei Lianxue curled her lips and complained, “Anyway, it’s good that I am Senior brother’s Daoist companion. Everything else doesn’t matter.”
“…”
Ye Anping now felt as if he had carefully prepared a priceless gift for his junior sister, but it was treated like rubbish in the utility room. He felt helpless and embarrassed for no reason.
The junior sister seemed completely unaware of the value of being the descendant of the Sword Ancestor. He had given her this gift hoping she would become a bit more proud, even a bit arrogant, but it seemed she was content with the given status. As long as she was his Daoist companion, nothing else mattered. Her lack of assertiveness was his fault. He had raised her like this.
“Sigh…”
Ye Anping sighed softly, gently tucking Pei Lianxue’s wind-blown hair behind her ear, and said, “Junior sister, do you know how to use this sword to assist the elders of the Sword Sect in calming the turbulent spiritual energy here?”
Pei Lianxue looked at the sword in her hand and then at the blazing spiritual fires surrounding them before tilting her head. “I don’t know.”
Ye Anping sighed again and began to explain patiently, “Well, you see…”
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