Chapter 482 - 272: It Has Begun! (Part 2)
Chapter 482: Chapter 272: It Has Begun! (Part 2)
Wen Fusheng’s face turned as black as iron:
"If you can’t speak properly, just don’t speak."
"Weren’t you the one who spoke first?"
Chu Qing chuckled, and Wu Qianhuan instantly breathed a sigh of relief. In those words and actions, that ethereal figure of Chu Qing, as if ready to fly away at any moment, suddenly solidified again.
The three of them casually chatted for a couple of sentences, then Wen Fusheng excused himself to go change his clothes.
As for the questions that arose on the way, although there were still some doubts, the collision seemed to have cleared them; the matters of the world always pay heed to destiny.
Chu Qing is not the kind of person who shirks responsibility. Otherwise, given his looks and martial arts, he would have already had countless soulmates by now.
Yet he still keeps himself aloof... So even if something happens in the future, he will likely explain himself without being prompted.
For the rest, let it be decided by fate.
Once only Chu Qing and Wu Qianhuan were left in the room, Wu Qianhuan examined Chu Qing from top to bottom:
"Your martial arts have improved again?"
"Improved."
Chu Qing nodded, improved quite a bit.
"...Alright."
Wu Qianhuan was momentarily conflicted, first sitting down to drink a cup of tea, then asking Chu Qing when he planned to have breakfast?
After receiving the response of "soon going downstairs," she asked again what the plan was for today?
Chu Qing told her he planned to stay at the inn, but after thinking for a moment, he said he still needed to go out to buy something.
She asked question after question, seeming to avoid the main point.
Finally, there was a knock on the door; it was Hua Jinnian calling them downstairs for breakfast.
Seeing Chu Qing stand up, Wu Qianhuan couldn’t help but grab his sleeve:
"You said that the Celestial Bright Swordsmanship might restore my injuries. Is this true or false?"
Chu Qing blinked and looked at the flushed face of Wu Qianhuan, seriously pondering before saying:
"Although the secret manual doesn’t explicitly state it, it does imply this.
"Even if it can’t fully restore you, it might improve your condition.
"How about we try it tonight?"
"...No, no need, I was just asking!!"
Wu Qianhuan raised her head and stiffened her neck, pretending to be assertive, but appeared strong in appearance only.
Chu Qing smiled silently:
"Alright, then let’s have breakfast."
After breakfast, Chu Qing indeed went out, but he didn’t say where, and a flustered Wu Qianhuan didn’t follow.
She decided to go find Gentle.
The two young ladies closed the door to chat leisurely, with two out of every three words of Wu Qianhuan being about Chu Qing.
Prompting Gentle to look frequently at her, before suddenly asking:
"Do you like him a lot?"
"...Huh?"
Wu Qianhuan was stunned for a moment, and after thinking, she finally said:
"Well, naturally I like him, right? We have been betrothed since childhood, and I didn’t have much feeling when we were little. Even after he left home, it was the same.
"Later when he returned, everything felt different... and for no apparent reason, he always lingers in my mind."
Gentle nodded:
"So do you really want to sleep with him?"
"!!!!"
Wu Qianhuan stood up abruptly, unable to speak:
"You... you... what nonsense are you talking, who wants to sleep with him? This scoundrel, even a dog wouldn’t sleep with him!
"No, what sleep are you talking about?
"I haven’t slept with anyone!"
Gentle pondered for a moment and reminded her:
"I meant think, not sleep."
"Thinking isn’t possible either, it’s too embarrassing!"
Wu Qianhuan’s face turned red as if about to smoke, but suddenly she noticed something:
"Wait a minute, why did you suddenly ask this? Who told you?"
"My dad, he asked if I want to sleep with Third Brother, and I said we often sleep together..."
Gentle said casually.
Wu Qianhuan widened her eyes:
"When did you..."
"My dad reacted just like you."
Gentle was somewhat puzzled:
"When we travel and there’s no place to stay, we just sleep in the wilderness together."
"...So you’re just sleeping?"
"What else?"
Gentle leisurely grasped Wu Qianhuan’s sleeve:
"The ’sleep’ I mentioned isn’t the same as what you or my dad thought, right?
"What is the ’sleep’ you were talking about? Can you tell me?"
"...Absolutely not!!"
Wu Qianhuan refused resolutely.
Can’t let a good child hear of such things.
Although it’s not a bad thing, the problem is that Gentle is too pure... untainted, just like a spring of clean water, making one reluctant to see her polluted by anything.
Gentle seemed a bit disappointed, lowering her head with an ’oh’.
Wu Qianhuan pondered why Wen Fusheng would ask Gentle such a question.
But on second thought, she understood.
After all, his daughter traveling alone with a man, it’s natural for young people to develop some intense feelings.
But judging by Gentle’s behavior, it’s unlikely.
Wu Qianhuan didn’t dwell too much on it, knowing that if the dish from her own bowl was desired by others, it means the dish is good.
Thinking of this, she suddenly felt a bit reluctant seeing Gentle’s low morale.
Pondering that if a girl lacks basic awareness, what if she gets tricked? What should she do?
A pretty young girl with large round eyes, what if she got deceived by a bad guy?
Not to mention Wen Fusheng, Wu Qianhuan would feel murderously inclined.
Therefore, she thought for a while and whispered in Gentle’s ear, explaining a few things.
Gentle listened, blinked her eyes, and asked Wu Qianhuan another question.
Wu Qianhuan kept explaining until Gentle couldn’t help showing a toothy smile:
"Eww~~~ it can be like that?"
"Of course, but I only heard about it, let me tell you, there’s even more outrageous stuff..."
She leaned in again whispering secretly.
The emotions in Gentle’s eyes suddenly grew more complex, the two girls chit-chatting back and forth, finally leaving Wu Qianhuan feeling content like she imparted wisdom.
However, upon reflection, what happened? Initially planning to only mention it briefly, why did she end up divulging everything she knew?
Oh no, she stained the white paper with colors!
But after this encounter, the two girls felt closer.
When Chu Qing returned, he saw the two ready to head out for a stroll hand in hand.
Taking the opportunity, they enlisted Chu Qing as their manpower.
Seeing these two girls who, although got along well before, weren’t as close, Chu Qing appeared bewildered.
And today in Sword City, many rumors have started flying.
Chu Qing and his companions heard the news along the way.
First and most importantly, Li Junmo’s death!
They wanted to pin this matter on Chu Qing, but due to various unexpected events, it was still awaiting conclusion.
There were many rumors in the streets, but they were all hearsay, unworthy of belief.
Next came a rather significant event.
It involved everyone within Sword City and even within the Taiheng Sect’s sphere of influence.
The sword ceremony had been changed to a succession ceremony.
Or rather, both would be held simultaneously, first the sword ceremony, then immediately the succession.
Since Li Junmo was dead, a household can’t be without a master, and a country can’t be without a king; the Taiheng Sect also needed a Sect Leader.
Since Guan Changying was going to be the Young Sect Leader, it was logical to immediately advance him further, directly promoting him to Sect Leader with the support of many elders and experts from the Taiheng Sect.
As of today, guests from the two alliances, three halls, five sects, and one villa had mostly gathered.
Today is the fourth, and tomorrow is the day of the official ceremony.
On this day, Chu Qing still lived without disturbance.
On the next morning, the scene in Sword City appeared completely different from before.
Many disciples of the Martial World emerged from their lodgings, gathering towards the Taiheng Sect.
The entire Taiheng Sect was in a joyful mood on this day.
Ge Hong with his advancing age personally stood before the mountain gate warmly welcoming guests from all directions, inviting them inside.
Looking further up, the steps were crowded, filled with voices of congratulations and well wishes.
At this moment, in front of the hall at the Sword Pavilion within the Taiheng Sect, it was crowded with people.
Neatly aligned were the Taiheng Sect disciples.
On the side, gathered in groups of three to five, were the Martial World heroes who came to observe the ceremony.
"It’s starting."
Inside the room, sitting stably and cross-legged on the bed, Guan Changying slowly opened his eyes at this moment.