Chapter 45: Disciples Are Meant to Be Bluffed

Meng Yingxing heard his master say:
“Let’s go back and get something to eat.”

He couldn’t quite understand it.
On a day like this, a mid-trial break, shouldn’t he be diligently cultivating or studying the tactics of other opponents?

Why did his master want him to go back and get something to eat first?

But Meng Yingxing would support Xiu Qingcheng unconditionally.
There must be a reason for everything his master did.

On the way back, Meng Yingxing suddenly had an epiphany.

The key words in Xiu Qingcheng’s sentence were “go back first.”

It seemed his master was preparing to put him through more intensive training after the meal!

Understanding dawned on Meng Yingxing, and he abruptly said to Xiu Qingcheng on his back:
“Don’t worry, Master, I will train hard!”

Xiu Qingcheng slowly formed a question mark in her mind, then pretended to be gratified and acknowledged him.

‘Are all men this hard to understand nowadays? Was I like this at his age?’

‘No way, absolutely, no way!’

Daiheng Peak, Main Elder’s Hall.

On this day of rest during the Divine Weapon Trial, several peak elders who rarely gathered were now assembled.

The matter of Meng Yingxing defeating the dark horse favorite Mò Kǎimíng had fermented overnight, becoming known to everyone in the sect.

And the first to learn of the situation were, naturally, the elders who had been observing the Divine Weapon Trial with eyes and ears wide open.

They had gathered for a meeting today precisely because of Meng Yingxing.

“Meng Yingxing defeated Mò Kǎimíng. I ask you, which one of us could have predicted that?”

Elder Han Linlu of Tianchu Peak, seated in a chair made of the finest wood, was the first to open the meeting.

“But based on my observations of him during the first round, although Meng Yingxing is indeed more capable than we thought, it should have been utterly impossible for him to defeat Mò Kǎimíng, who is at the Faint Star realm.”

He Yundan sat amongst them, frowning.

“What, are you trying to say Mò Kǎimíng knelt down and surrendered?”

Han Linlu, having a bit of a fiery temper, retorted to He Yundan with utter disdain.

“Is it possible that he has been hiding his strength all along?”

Mu Xin said with downcast eyes, her tone devoid of excess emotion.

“Perhaps he is like his father, a young genius who has simply been hiding his strength from the outside world.”

The elders exchanged glances, and then He Yundan shook his head.

“If he were truly hiding his strength, it would be impossible for us not to notice with our cultivation levels. He truly only has the spiritual power of the Sub-Star realm.”

“Do you think… the thing that boy Meng Yingxing relied on to defeat Mò Kǎimíng could be…”

Chen Sanyang, who had been silent, stroked his beard.
Although he didn’t specify what “thing” it was, everyone present knew exactly what he meant.

“Ultimately, it was our negligence. The deacon in charge of the match yesterday used a Sealing Talisman, so we couldn’t sense Meng Yingxing’s situation immediately.”

“From now on, I will personally supervise all of Meng Yingxing’s matches.”

“If Meng Yingxing is like his mother… I will personally hand him over to the Sect Master.”

He Yundan’s tone was heavy as if he had made a momentous decision.

“I just hope that’s not the case.”

Mu Xin’s voice was soft and helpless.

“The Tianfeng Sect should not make such a grave mistake a second time.”

Completely unaware that he was being watched by the riddle-speaking elders, Meng Yingxing returned to the small courtyard as instructed by Xiu Qingcheng.

He was also preparing to, as instructed by Xiu Qingcheng, get something to eat.

Returning to the deserted small courtyard, Xiu Qingcheng flew out of Meng Yingxing’s scabbard and floated beside him.

Only like this could she feel like an individual, truly alive.

Xiu Qingcheng actually wanted to become human again, but she found it really difficult to handle her current female body.

She decided to keep it as her little secret for now.

Xiu Qingcheng followed Meng Yingxing to the kitchen and watched him rummage through the basket where they kept their ingredients.

Compared to before, the basket was now filled with quite a lot of food.

It was all bought by the now-wealthy Meng Yingxing on their way back from the mountain last time.

As Meng Yingxing was at an age where he was still growing, Xiu Qingcheng had to make sure he ate a balanced diet.

That way he could grow taller, and in the future, when looking for a dual cultivation partner, there would be plenty of beauties throwing themselves at him!

To even start worrying about her disciple’s lifelong happiness… Xiu Qingcheng shed a single, moved tear for her own great love.

“Hmm… I’ll have a bit of this and that.”

Meng Yingxing picked and chose from the basket, selecting the dishes he planned to eat.

However, he was vetoed by Xiu Qingcheng.

“No, you can’t eat any of these.”

Xiu Qingcheng refused.

Meng Yingxing hadn’t expected his master to interfere with his food choices this time; this had never happened before.

“Then Master, what should I eat?”

Meng Yingxing scratched his head.

Hearing this, the Ting Tian Sword spun twice in mid-air, as if in thought.

After some consideration, Xiu Qingcheng reeled off several dish names.

Not only did it sound like more than one person could finish, but it was all rich meats and fish, utterly extravagant!

Meng Yingxing was stunned as he listened.

“Eating too much… isn’t a good idea, is it?”

Meng Yingxing voiced his doubt.

“There is, of course, a deep meaning behind my telling you to eat this way.”

Xiu Qingcheng acted mysterious in front of Meng Yingxing as usual, the Ting Tian Sword swaying leisurely in circles in the air.

“What, little disciple, are you going to defy me, your master?”

“I wouldn’t dare! Whatever Master says, goes!”

Meng Yingxing stood up straight and immediately ran off to prepare the meal according to Xiu Qingcheng’s requirements.

Meanwhile, Xiu Qingcheng slowly floated to the table and laughed silently, the Ting Tian Sword rocking back and forth with mirth.

The truth was, she was really just bluffing Meng Yingxing this time.

The dishes Meng Yingxing was about to prepare himself were things Xiu Qingcheng didn’t like at all.

Saying it was all for his own good and had a deep meaning… in reality, these were all the things she wanted to eat.

Although Xiu Qingcheng still couldn’t accept this body, she was more than happy to use this body to eat.

She understood that she couldn’t eat as a sword.
But now that she had a body, even one made of spiritual energy, she should be able to eat, right!?

Xiu Qingcheng had sworn before that once she got a body, she would definitely eat, eat, eat, eat, eat!

If she couldn’t eat, she would curse the gods senseless again and then put on a dramatic performance of woe is me.
She was going to make a scene!!

Now, waiting at the table as a sword, Xiu Qingcheng quivered violently, like an excited child.

Meng Yingxing was busy for a long time and finally finished the first dish—deep-fried crispy pork.

When he brought the dish to the table, he saw his master vibrating for some reason.

Although he found it a bit strange, Meng Yingxing held back from asking, wiped his hands, and went back to the kitchen to prepare the second dish.

When Meng Yingxing brought the second dish to the table, he seemed to notice…

That the amount of deep-fried crispy pork from before seemed to have lessened a bit?