Chapter 65: A Lonely Ghost

The once-a-week day when the mountain gate opened was a rare opportunity for many disciples who couldn’t bear the tediousness of cultivation to go out and have some fun.

Many people would make a schedule of what to do down the mountain before the gate opened, making the most of this day, which was like a day off.

For example, Meng Yingxing wanted to take advantage of this day to go down the mountain and buy a gift for Xiu Qingcheng to express his gratitude for her care these past few days.

When Meng Yingxing was heading down the mountain, Liu Chenxin had already been waiting for him at the foot of Wuyun Peak for a long time.

“Hi~ Junior Brother Meng~”

Liu Chenxin was as cheerful as ever, waving at Meng Yingxing as he walked towards her.

Now, whenever Xiu Qingcheng saw Liu Chenxin, she would subconsciously get a headache.

This woman was truly shameless!

She had just been at loggerheads with her yesterday, and now she still had the nerve to get close to her disciple!

Xiu Qingcheng had thought that after what had happened yesterday, this Liu Chenxin would give up on her plan to go out with Meng Yingxing today.

But as it turned out, Liu Chenxin still came.

“Senior Sister Liu.”

Meng Yingxing stopped in front of Liu Chenxin, showing proper etiquette.

“I said before, Senior Sister, that I would celebrate your great victory in the Divine Weapon Trial on the day the mountain gate opens. How could I forget something we’ve already agreed on?”

Liu Chenxin raised an eyebrow and glanced at the Ting Tian Sword on Meng Yingxing’s back.

“There’s no need to celebrate, Senior Sister Liu. I have other things to do.”

Faced with Liu Chenxin’s kindness, Meng Yingxing politely declined.

After all, he had promised his master yesterday to have less contact with Liu Chenxin.

Hearing Meng Yingxing’s words, Xiu Qingcheng’s brows immediately relaxed.

‘Good, disciple, good!’

Xiu Qingcheng gave Meng Yingxing a thumbs-up.

The expression on Liu Chenxin’s face froze for a moment.
Of course, she understood that Meng Yingxing’s attitude was most likely related to that sword spirit lady.

“We’ve already agreed. Let’s have a meal together.”

Liu Chenxin still wanted to try, but she was still refused by Meng Yingxing.

“There’s no need, Senior Sister Liu. You must have your own things to attend to, right? I’ll head down the mountain first.”

As Meng Yingxing spoke, he bypassed Liu Chenxin and walked down the mountain path.

“Hey! Junior Brother, wait! I don’t have that much to do. Let’s go together, let’s go together!!”

Liu Chenxin hurriedly chased after him, constantly clasping her hands together behind his back in a pleading gesture, as if she were seeking the opinion of Xiu Qingcheng on his back, hoping that she would be magnanimous enough to let her accompany them this time.

Yesterday’s confrontation seemed to have been a bluff by Liu Chenxin, using what Xiu Qingcheng was worried about to her advantage.
But Liu Chenxin was also well aware that once Xiu Qingcheng came to her senses, killing her would be a matter of minutes.

Yesterday was just a fluke.
Now, if she wanted to follow Meng Yingxing to get more information, she would have to honestly curry favor with Xiu Qingcheng.

And Liu Chenxin had thought about it all night yesterday, feeling that Xiu Qingcheng letting her go so easily might have been some kind of conspiracy, that she had thought of Xiu Qingcheng as too simple.

How could the thoughts of such an obviously not-simple sword spirit be fathomed by someone like her, Liu Chenxin?

Liu Chenxin chattered on and on beside Meng Yingxing all the way until they arrived at Yongning City.

Yongning City was always bustling with activity.
Even though the number of demonic beasts outside the city had mysteriously increased in the past two days, it didn’t affect the prosperous atmosphere inside the city at all.

Having followed Meng Yingxing all the way, Liu Chenxin showed no awareness that she had shamelessly tagged along, and even very naturally asked, “So, Junior Brother, what are you going to do?”

Liu Chenxin looked at the shops along the streets of Yongning City, asking Meng Yingxing about his plans for the day.

“I need to buy something.”

Meng Yingxing’s words were brief and to the point.

“What is it?”

But Liu Chenxin, naturally, wanted to get to the bottom of it.

Meng Yingxing glanced at the hilt of the Ting Tian Sword behind him out of the corner of his eye.
This time, he actually said what he was going to buy in front of both Liu Chenxin and Xiu Qingcheng.

“I’m going to buy a scabbard for my sword.”

“A scabbard? Disciple, you’ve been so secretive these past few days, telling me you were going to buy me a gift. Was it a scabbard?”

Xiu Qingcheng pressed.

She hadn’t expected that when Meng Yingxing said she would know today, she would really find out the moment she asked.

“Yes,” Meng Yingxing replied to Xiu Qingcheng in his mind.

“Didn’t you say before, Master, that you wanted me to get you a better-looking scabbard? And the scabbard I got for you is indeed not very durable.”

Xiu Qingcheng glanced at the scabbard currently on the Ting Tian Sword.
It was a leather scabbard, and the thread holding the two sides together already looked very fragile.

‘Ah~ It’s so nice to have a disciple who remembers my words.’

This feeling of being in someone’s heart was so wonderful!

“You’re going to get a scabbard for your sword?”

Liu Chenxin’s expression was strange when she heard Meng Yingxing’s purpose for this trip.

She knew that Meng Yingxing’s sword was an extremely beautiful young girl, so she was suspicious of his intention to give Xiu Qingcheng a scabbard.

“Uh, I say, Junior Brother, are you really going to buy a scabbard? How about buying something else?”

Liu Chenxin frantically hinted at Meng Yingxing.
She felt that it would be better to give such a beautiful young girl something else.

“For example, a tassel? A jade pendant? Uh, it would look good hanging on the sword.”

And things like tassels and jade pendants, Liu Chenxin felt that Xiu Qingcheng might like them more.

At this moment, Xiu Qingcheng had already started to scream wildly in her heart: ‘Liu Chenxin, I advise you to mind your own business! Don’t you dare hint at my disciple anymore!’

She had already held a grudge; no amount of fawning would be of any use! And she liked scabbards!

Clothes make the man, a scabbard makes the sword, don’t you understand!

Regarding Liu Chenxin’s words, Meng Yingxing only found them inexplicable.

“No need, Senior Sister. If you have something to do, you don’t have to mind me. Go ahead.”

Hearing that Meng Yingxing was still trying to shake her off, Liu Chenxin couldn’t allow such a thing to happen.
She quickly took a few steps forward and squeezed in beside him.

“Buying a scabbard, huh? I happen to know a few good blacksmith shops. Let’s go take a look together, let’s go together!”

Liu Chenxin said, pretending to be clueless, and what she said just happened to hit the spot for Meng Yingxing.

After all, Meng Yingxing was not very familiar with Yongning City and didn’t know which blacksmith shops here were better.
If someone could lead the way, it would save him a lot of effort.

So Meng Yingxing tacitly agreed to let Liu Chenxin accompany him, and she led him to a blacksmith shop that was said to be the largest in Yongning City.

In front of the Feng Tie Blacksmith Shop, Meng Yingxing and Liu Chenxin stood there dryly, looking inside.

This weapon shop was indeed worthy of being the largest in Yongning City.
Just its wide gate was several times larger than the shops around it.

“How is it, not bad, right? You’ll definitely find the scabbard you want here.”

Liu Chenxin said in front of Meng Yingxing, as if she were showing off to him and Xiu Qingcheng.

The owner and blacksmith of the shop saw the two people standing at the entrance and immediately rushed out, greeting them with extreme enthusiasm.

“Oh, you two young heroes, you must be from the Tianfeng Sect, right? Please come in, please come in!”

Before the two of them could react, they had already been pushed into the shop by the blacksmith.

The dazzling array of weapons and the several fiery hot forges in the shop left Meng Yingxing overwhelmed.

“What can I do for you two young heroes? Buying a weapon? Or a custom-made one? Saber, spear, sword, halberd, axe, battle-axe, hook, fork? I can do all of them here! Buy two, get a 10% discount! Buy three, get one free! Consider it?”

The blacksmith of the shop rubbed his hands together, frantically promoting his business to the two of them.

However, the blacksmith’s vigorous promotion had no effect on Meng Yingxing.
He looked at the blacksmith and directly stated his request: “Boss, I want a scabbard.”

Although the blacksmith was slightly disappointed to hear that these two hotshots from the Tianfeng Sect were not here to order weapons, he would not give up the opportunity to make money and continued to lead Meng Yingxing inside.

“Come, come, this way, young hero! I have all kinds of different scabbards here. As long as your sword’s shape isn’t too strange, there will always be one that suits you!”

Meng Yingxing followed the blacksmith deeper into the shop, where a small wall was dedicated to displaying all kinds of scabbards.

Intricate patterns, simple patterns, gold, silver—just as the blacksmith had said, there was everything, and the sight of them dazzled Meng Yingxing’s eyes.

Just then, other customers came in.
The blacksmith, who had already led Meng Yingxing to the spot, didn’t say much more to him, only telling him to find him after he had made his choice, and then went to attend to the others.

Meng Yingxing looked at the scabbards on the wall and subconsciously asked Xiu Qingcheng behind him, “Master, do you see any that you like?”

Xiu Qingcheng’s lips, wherever they were, curled up slightly, and a bell-like laugh escaped her mouth uncontrollably.

“Disciple, you’re the one buying me a gift. Why are you asking me?”

Meng Yingxing tugged at the hair at his temples, looking a little embarrassed.

“Master, you’re laughing like a child.”

“Hmph, if being able to move freely is what it means to be alive, then in my past life as a human, I lived for twenty years, and in this life as a sword, it’s only been a few dozen days! A twenty-something-year-old is still a child!”

Xiu Qingcheng said sophistically.

Before she met Meng Yingxing, she was just a sword that couldn’t move or speak.
Xiu Qingcheng had thought of herself as dead, never having truly lived.

Perhaps Liu Chenxin saw her as a powerful thousand-year-old sword spirit, but in reality, she was just a lonely ghost imprisoned in a sword, who had only truly lived for a little over twenty years.