Chapter 190: My Dear Disciple

The fist was hers.

The vision was hers.

So Xiu Qingcheng could naturally see her own clenched fist clearly, trembling slightly from the force she exerted.

She knew that after saying those words and waiting for Meng Yingxing’s answer, an irrepressible trace of panic had surfaced in the depths of her heart.

It was exactly like the killing intent she had felt toward Xie Zhaoying earlier.

She was afraid.

She feared that Meng Yingxing would know her past, and she feared that in the next second, he would say to her—

That he was afraid.

Xiu Qingcheng, who was essentially a spiritual body, could at this moment clearly hear a heartbeat in her chest that shouldn’t exist.

The sound was like a thundering bell, beating again and again.

And each beat became heavier, as if it wanted to pull Xiu Qingcheng down into the deep sea.

Xiu Qingcheng waited for Meng Yingxing’s reply. She waited and waited, until time felt infinitely stretched.

Meng Yingxing’s eyelashes fluttered.

“Master, in the end… are you the Blood-Sucking Demon Sword, or the Demon Sword Yunlan, or the Demon Sword Duan Li, or… the Ting Tian Sword?”

Meng Yingxing looked up. His face still lacked any expression, making Xiu Qingcheng feel guilty and uncertain.

“That’s obviously the Ting Tian Sword, guaranteed authentic, disciple.”

Surprised by her disciple’s counter-question, Xiu Qingcheng answered hurriedly.

However, upon receiving her answer, Meng Yingxing suddenly closed his eyes and smiled.

“I’m sorry, Master. It seems I asked a redundant question.”

Vivid expression returned to Meng Yingxing’s face. The previous bewilderment and trace of vigilance vanished without a trace, as if they had never existed.

Saying this, Meng Yingxing stood up straight, standing casually before Xiu Qingcheng.

The youth wore the familiar light smile that Xiu Qingcheng knew so well.

“Blood-Sucking Demon Sword, Demon Sword Yunlan, Demon Sword Duan Li… Mmm, Master, you have many impressive names.”

“Ah…”

Xiu Qingcheng was stunned.

The youth continued to look at her, saying, “However… I still prefer the name Ting Tian Sword.”

“My dear disciple, aren’t you afraid?”

Xiu Qingcheng followed up quickly.

“Afraid of what that man said? That the demon sword has killed countless people and harmed countless masters—”

“Of course I’m not afraid.”

Meng Yingxing’s voice deepened slightly. Xiu Qingcheng saw an absolute seriousness in those bright crimson-gold eyes.

“In fact, what is there to be afraid of?”

“No matter what name this sword goes by, she will only ever be the Master I know, Xiu Qingcheng.”

“Since I’ve known her, she has never harmed me. Instead, she has helped me in every way possible, bringing the first ray of light into my chaotic life.”

“As for things like being extraordinarily violent or addicted to slaughter… those are completely groundless.”

‘Though, regarding the blood and qi surging…’

Xiu Qingcheng did indeed make Meng Yingxing’s blood and qi surge quite a bit sometimes.

He hadn’t expected it.

He hadn’t expected Meng Yingxing to say such things.

As Xiu Qingcheng listened to Meng Yingxing’s words, something seemed to ripple in the depths of her heart.

It was warm, like spring sunshine, completely enveloping her.

The fear and worry from moments ago gradually melted away like ice and snow.

“Hey, my dear disciple, are you sure about this?”

“Everything that man said was true. The Ting Tian Sword was once stained with the blood of countless people.”

A devilish smile appeared on Xiu Qingcheng’s face as she tried to intimidate the somewhat innocent-sounding Meng Yingxing.

“Master.”

Meng Yingxing looked at Xiu Qingcheng seriously.

“I only care about our future.”

Yes, their future together.

The past was gone; there were no more shackles.

When Meng Yingxing said this, there was still a slight struggle in his heart, but ultimately, it was melted by that pure affection.

So now, his gaze was incredibly clear.

It reflected only the young woman before him who had given him everything.

Xiu Qingcheng also used her cold yet incredibly gentle hand to grip Meng Yingxing’s hand in return, her lips curving upward.

“Alright, my good disciple.”

Yes, there was nothing to be afraid of.

Their future would only move in the best direction.

And they would surely become legends in the future.

When Meng Yingxing said those words, he was actually a bit nervous.

He was nervous that his words might have sounded too ambiguous, making his feelings obvious to Xiu Qingcheng.

As it turned out, it didn’t seem to matter.

Xiu Qingcheng suddenly burst out laughing.

“Disciple, I really, truly made the right choice in taking you as my disciple.”

Xiu Qingcheng laughed until tears formed at the corners of her eyes.

Meng Yingxing didn’t know what she was laughing at.

Puzzled, he asked why.

Xiu Qingcheng simply wiped away the tears and shook her head.

“It’s nothing.”

She turned her back to him, a faint smile carrying a thousand complex emotions on her face, hidden from his view.

Xiu Qingcheng had never thought that one day, she would feel a sense of redemption because of Meng Yingxing’s words.

In fact, to her, Meng Yingxing’s words were far beyond expectations.

They caused a trace of… attachment to Meng Yingxing to grow in her heart.

‘No, wait! I’m the super-invincible, powerful Master! How can I feel attached to my disciple?!’

‘However, since his words really touched my heart just now…’ Xiu Qingcheng vowed that she only felt a tiny, tiny, tiny, tiny bit of attachment.

Definitely not a lot!!

A moment later, the atmosphere between master and disciple returned to normal.

Meng Yingxing looked at the Blood Kong Flower in the glass container and asked Xiu Qingcheng what they should do next.

Xiu Qingcheng said crossly, “Go into Yelan City right now, find any alchemist you want, get the pill refined, and eat it immediately. We don’t want any more complications that might make me…”

The word “worry” was chewed up and swallowed back into her stomach.

Before leaving the Tianfeng Sect, Xiu Qingcheng had made Meng Yingxing bring all the other ingredients along so he could refine and consume the pill the moment they got the Blood Kong Flower.

After all, no one knew what might happen while carrying the Blood Kong Flower back to the sect.

And the profession of alchemy wasn’t difficult to find in the spiritual world; any pharmacist with a bit of spiritual power could do it.

“Let’s go.”

Xiu Qingcheng patted Meng Yingxing’s shoulder. In a flash of spiritual light, her clothes changed back into her original white dress and red robes, her slender legs fair and glowing.

The two of them found a large-scale pharmacy in Yelan City and approached an old man who was currently refining pills.

“This pill… is for repairing damaged spiritual veins?”

The old man looked at the recipe and knew instantly what it was for.

With a smile in his eyes, he looked at the Meng Yingxing before him.

“Judging by your age, your cultivation shouldn’t be high yet, right? To have damaged spiritual veins at such a stage… how pitiable.”

Xiu Qingcheng pointed at the old man coldly. “Old fogey, don’t talk nonsense. We’re refining this for a friend!”

She wouldn’t allow anyone to point fingers at her disciple; only she was allowed to do that!

The old man stroked his long white beard and ignored Xiu Qingcheng, talking to himself instead.

“I just heard that the Blood Kong Flower at the Anqing Auction was bought for a high price. It seems it was you who bought it? You two are quite wealthy.”

Meng Yingxing remained silent.

He couldn’t exactly say they had stolen it.

Xiu Qingcheng slammed her hand on the table and stood up, glaring at him. “Old fogey! Enough talk! Are you going to refine this pill or not?”

The old man chuckled and nodded hurriedly.

“I’ll refine it, of course I’ll refine it.”

“However, spiritual pills used by cultivators aren’t easy to refine. It’ll cost extra.”

“Hey! Don’t look at me like that! Refining spiritual pills consumes spiritual energy; they can’t be compared to ordinary medicine. You’ll be charged extra at any other pharmacy too.”

Xiu Qingcheng and Meng Yingxing exchanged a glance and ultimately chose to pay the extra fee.

“Fine!”

The old man gave a gratified smile and stood up with the recipe.

“Good. Then you two, follow me.”

“You can watch the entire refining process, just so you don’t say I stole your ingredients or messed up your pill later.”

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