Chapter 52: Liu Chenxin’s Mission

Meng Yingxing said he had sensed Xiu Qingcheng’s aura.

At first, Xiu Qingcheng didn’t believe it.
After all, as a sturdy, upstanding sword, even if she had an aura, it could only be the metallic smell of a sword.

Who knew that in the next second, Meng Yingxing would say her aura was like the fragrance of flowers.

Floral fragrance!
What floral fragrance!
How could a sword’s aura be a floral fragrance!

Could a sword with a floral fragrance still be called a sword? It was clearly a walking perfume box!

Upon hearing this, Xiu Qingcheng was horrified.
She quickly swayed her sword body left and right, wanting to smell if the Ting Tian Sword really had a floral scent as Meng Yingxing claimed.

But she couldn’t smell anything herself, not even the metallic scent that weapons usually had.

‘Hmm, it is indeed a clean, good sword.’

“What smell? You must be smelling the flowers outside the house. The flowers outside have been in full bloom these past few days.”

Xiu Qingcheng nonchalantly turned towards the door, where the wild flower tree outside was covered in small white blossoms.

Meng Yingxing shook his head left and right, refuting Xiu Qingcheng’s claim.

“It was just last night, when I was half-asleep, that I suddenly sensed your aura, Master. It’s a floral scent, different from the flowers outside.”

“It’s faint and smells very nice.”

“Master, do you think this could be proof that our connection is getting stronger?”

‘So what Meng Yingxing smelled was probably my scent when I was in human form.’

Xiu Qingcheng’s non-existent face, as a sword, twitched violently.

‘You damn disciple! When I’m a sword, you can’t smell my iron stench, but when I turn into a girl, you can smell a girl’s scent even in your sleep, is that it!?’

‘You want to become a great swordsman in the future? Why don’t you become a great stud horse instead!’

Xiu Qingcheng was perplexed.
How was it that every time she did something in secret, Meng Yingxing could detect some small clue?

This disciple’s perceptive abilities were so exaggerated that he didn’t seem like a normal person!

‘Halt! Daring disciple! I can tell at a glance that you are not human!’

“If you say so, then it is…”

Xiu Qingcheng couldn’t be bothered to argue with Meng Yingxing any longer, so she just went along with what he said.

Sometimes, leaving some room for a disciple’s imagination can make the master’s image in the disciple’s mind even grander and more mysterious.

Before long, the day of the final match of the Divine Weapon Trial arrived.

Meng Yingxing woke up early in the morning and properly slung the Ting Tian Sword onto his back.

“Master, it’s the final match.”

Meng Yingxing said to Xiu Qingcheng in a low voice, as if trying to draw some strength from her.

“Yes. Winning or losing isn’t important. Just do your best.”

“No matter what stage you reach, you will always be my good disciple.”

Xiu Qingcheng didn’t think she was very good with words, but when it came to pouring some chicken soup for her disciple’s soul, wasn’t it a piece of cake?

“Yes!”

Meng Yingxing seemed genuinely encouraged by Xiu Qingcheng’s empty words, nodding his head vigorously.

“Let’s go, Master!”

As soon as Meng Yingxing left the house, he ran into Liu Chenxin on the mountain path leading to the other peaks.
She looked as if she was returning from an outing.

Liu Chenxin was the first to greet Meng Yingxing.

“Junior Brother Meng! Long time no see. Did you miss your Senior Sister?”

Liu Chenxin patted Meng Yingxing on the back, but the sensation felt strange.

“You bad woman, who knows what you’re scheming. Don’t touch my disciple!” Xiu Qingcheng blocked a couple of pats for him from behind.

“Senior Sister… have you been out?”

Meng Yingxing still looked as if he was only just realizing.

“Foolish disciple, haven’t you noticed we haven’t seen Liu Chenxin since your second-round match?”

Xiu Qingcheng secretly reminded Meng Yingxing from behind.

After all, based on Xiu Qingcheng’s understanding of Liu Chenxin, she should have come looking for Meng Yingxing in a fuss the moment he defeated Mò Kǎimíng.

But as it turned out, Meng Yingxing had been left in peace for those few days.

Seeing Meng Yingxing’s clueless expression, Liu Chenxin immediately made a big deal out of it.

“Wuwuwu, Junior Brother Meng, I’m so sad! Your Senior Sister has been away for so long, and you didn’t even notice!”

Liu Chenxin sobbed, but anyone could tell she was faking it.

Meng Yingxing had a bit of a headache and had no choice but to change the subject.

“So, Senior Sister, where have you been these past few days?”

Hearing this, Liu Chenxin immediately stopped crying. “Hmph, so now you care about your Senior Sister?”

“At first, I accepted a sect mission to go down the mountain and patrol, resolving some matters that ordinary people couldn’t handle.”

“Then a few days later, the mission was suddenly upgraded.”

“Many demonic beasts suddenly appeared around Yongning City, and more were appearing almost every day.”

“So I was stationed in Yongning City with your other senior brothers and sisters for a few days, slaying demons and eliminating evil.”

“Recently, the rate at which the demonic beasts appear has slowed down a lot, so we’ve only just returned to the sect to report.”

Liu Chenxin seemed to have a lot to say to Meng Yingxing.
Fortunately, Meng Yingxing didn’t have much to say to her, so he just let her continue.

“Hey, Junior Brother, I heard you defeated Mò Kǎimíng? And even made it to the finals of the Divine Weapon Trial?”

Meng Yingxing saw Liu Chenxin’s eyes sparkling, looking very happy.

Meng Yingxing casually replied with a “yes.”

Liu Chenxin excitedly and forcefully patted Meng Yingxing’s back a couple of times—
Of course, Xiu Qingcheng blocked them all.

“You did great, Junior Brother! I told you I had high hopes for you! You’re not some good-for-nothing after all!”

Meng Yingxing really couldn’t handle the overly enthusiastic Liu Chenxin.
Following Xiu Qingcheng’s instructions, he told Liu Chenxin that he needed to hurry to the Divine Weapon Trial venue and immediately quickened his pace to leave.

Liu Chenxin even waved at Meng Yingxing.

“Junior Brother Meng, I’ll come find you after I’ve reported on my current matter!”

After Meng Yingxing disappeared from sight, the smile on Liu Chenxin’s face immediately vanished.

“Meng Yingxing’s realm is still low-grade Sub-Star, yet he defeated Mò Kǎimíng, who is in a higher realm? It seems he might really have some connection to Lu Tianzhao. I really don’t know what this Tianfeng Sect is hiding…”

Liu Chenxin held her chin as she walked towards Wuyun Peak.

“The demonic beasts in Yongning City these past few days have also been very strange. There are no high-level demon races, only these ordinary, unintelligent creatures… it’s as if they were being guided by something.”

“Could it be… the Hundred Demons Pay Homage to the King?”

At this thought, Liu Chenxin patted her own cheeks.

“How is that possible? Could there be a Demon King race in Yongning City?”

“But low-level demonic beasts are very sensitive to auras, so it’s not entirely impossible.”

“Forget it. If there really is some Demon King, I’ll just run. Let the people of the Tianfeng Sect worry about it.”

When Meng Yingxing arrived at the Divine Weapon Trial venue, he was still the center of everyone’s attention.

But it was still early, and the elders had not yet arrived.
Meng Yingxing ignored the gazes of the people around him and found an empty corner to wait.

In contrast to Meng Yingxing’s quietness, a boisterous person rushed into the venue at this moment.

“Out of the way, out of the way, out of the way!”

“Your great master, Ye Xuan, has arrived!!”

“Dear senior sisters and brothers! I beg you, please make way for this great master!”

“If you don’t make way, then don’t blame this great master for kneeling down and begging you, hahahahaha!”