Chapter 12: My Shizun and Martial Uncle Actually Have an Affair
“And then? Heheh, nothing comes after that.”
With the inspiration just now, Lin Qingyue had a sudden explosion of ideas. “‘My Shizun and Martial Uncle Actually Have an Affair.'”
“‘There’s a Vegetable Leaf on Your Incisor.'”
“‘Shizun and the Neighboring Peak Lord Slept Together for Seven Days and Nights.'”
“‘The Untold Scandalous Tales Between My Shizun and the Sect Leader.'”
As Lin Qingyue spoke, he felt this naming method was excellent and cast his gaze toward the others.
Luo You stopped gnawing on his spirit fruit. “Little Junior Brother, you can’t just go around ruining my reputation.”
Wen Hongyu pulled her sword directly, threatening, “I think striking first to warn you is the right move right now, don’t you think, Little Junior Brother?”
“I was joking, Senior Sister.”
Lin Qingyue had a strong will to survive and immediately guaranteed, “Senior Sister, rest assured, I, your Junior Brother, am absolutely not that kind of person.”
“At most, I’ll name them ‘Eldest Senior Brother Save Me,’ ‘Second Senior Sister Run Fast,’ ‘Third Senior Brother Cover the Retreat,’ and ‘Fourth Senior Brother You’re Up.'”
Lin Qingyue felt he was truly a geniusâa naming genius of the cultivation world.
“Hahahaha, hahahahahaha! I am simply a great talent, a genius, the Qilin Son of the sect.”
“I see you as a rebellious son, an unfilial son, a treasonous disciple!”
Ye Zhanxiu roared. Clad in black robes, he was so angry his sleeves flapped wildly, and his roar made the few disciples nearly lose their footing.
Beside Ye Zhanxiu stood a man with gentle brows and kind eyes. Wearing a look of amusement, he laughed outright. “Senior Brother Ye, this disciple of yours is truly interesting.”
The Lord of Wuxiang Peak spoke with a beaming smile, “If I recall correctly, next to Guizang Peak is Tianyan Peak’s Senior Sister Song. You guys…”
“Junior Brother Bai, what nonsense are you spouting? This is sheer rubbish.”
Realizing that the neighboring Peak Lord was a female Senior Martial Aunt, Lin Qingyue hurriedly covered his mouth. “Shizun, this disciple just said it casually; it can’t be taken seriously. Don’t be angry, please don’t be angry.”
Changing it to ‘Slept with the Wuxiang Peak Lord for Seven Days and Nights’ would also work, he thought.
Ye Zhanxiu was quite scary when angry; his already stern face became gloomy and severe, truly somewhat terrifying.
Ye Zhanxiu, who had wanted to properly educate his little apprentice, opened and closed his mouth several times. Finally, he only said, “Qingyue, we are sword cultivators. When it comes to naming things, let’s try to be a bit more… elegant.”
Elegant. A massive sword sect talking about elegance… when the sect’s disciples competed on the Sword Dueling Platform every day? The word ‘elegant’ really didn’t fit them well.
“Those names of yoursâdo not use them recklessly.”
Lin Qingyue nodded honestly and guaranteed, “Shizun, rest assured. When I leave the sect in the future, I absolutely won’t say I’m from the Wanjian Sect. I’ll say I’m from the Danyang Sect or the Chixiao Sect.”
Ye Zhanxiu: “…”
“Hahahaha, hahahahahaha!”
Bai Keci felt that this trip was well worth it. “Little Qingyue, tell Martial Uncle, aside from those long strings of names just now, what other names did you come up with?”
Ye Zhanxiu glared at him and said with a solemn face, “Junior Brother Bai, I invited you here to examine the child’s body.”
Examine the body? Look at what body?
Lin Qingyue hugged his chest with both hands and shrank back. It couldn’t be what he was thinking, right?
Peak Lord Bai remembered the business at hand. He covered his mouth with his fan, coughed lightly, and with a wave of his hand, a table, stools, tea set, and spirit fruits appeared. He said to Lin Qingyue:
“Martial Nephew Lin, come here.”
Lin Qingyue looked left and right. His Master, Senior Brothers, and Senior Sister were all there, in broad daylight.
“Martial Uncle, isn’t this improper?”
Bai Keci: “What’s improper about it? Your Master asked me to check your pulse for your own good.”
Heh, so it was just checking my pulse.
Lin Qingyue felt a bit awkward and extended his hand. “Many thanks, Martial Uncle.”
After several breaths, an expression finally appeared on Peak Lord Bai’s face.
Lin Qingyue watched him nervously. He had no illness or disaster, so suddenly frowning seriously really made one unable to stop overthinking.
“Martial Uncle Bai, am I okay?”
Bai Keci withdrew his hand, smiled gently, lifted his tea to take a sip, and then said, “Martial Nephew, rest assured, it’s not a huge issue.”
“It’s just…” He looked at Lin Qingyue and Ye Zhanxiu, hesitating.
Ye Zhanxiu: “Junior Brother Bai, just say it straight.”
Bai Keci put down the teacup. “Senior Brother Ye, this disciple of yours is indeed a sword cultivation genius. Being able to control more than one sword means his Sea of Consciousness is different from ordinary people. It can be said that in the entire Wanjian Sect, no one can catch up to him.”
“However, he has a fatal flaw. The result of an overdeveloped Sea of Consciousness and Divine Soul is that his body is exceptionally fragile. You all must protect him well in the future.”
Lin Qingyue heard this and thought: Isn’t this just maxed-out mental stats but being a total glass cannon?
“Martial Uncle Bai, is there any way to make me not so weak, maybe invulnerable?” Lin Qingyue asked.
Bai Keci stopped fanning himself. “Martial Nephew, one cannot be too greedy. Your talent is already strong to this degree, and you still think it’s not enough?”
Lin Qingyue: “Martial Uncle, I’m so squishy… this is a major fatal weakness. What use is high talent if my body can’t keep up? It’s useless.”
Bai Keci didn’t understand his distress. “Martial Uncle can’t help you either. You’re just a bit fragile before reaching the Nascent Soul stage. This small price is something you should pay, yet you brat actually despise it.”
Others couldn’t envy him even if they wanted to.
Hearing that he wouldn’t be so fragile after reaching Nascent Soul, Lin Qingyue understood. The body would gradually become stronger as cultivation increased.
Lay low in the early game, be arrogant however I want in the late game.
Lin Qingyue: “Since there’s really no other way, I guess I’ll just have to suffer through it for now.”
These words were truly too aggravating; his Senior Brothers and Senior Sister all looked at him unkindly.
Wen Hongyu narrowed her eyes and cracked her knuckles. “Little Junior Brother, from now on, we’ll spar with you. Everyone will take turns going into battle; we definitely won’t let you stay weak.”
After she finished speaking, the others looked at him too. This proposal was excellent. They were all fellow disciples of one peak; helping a Junior Brother was what they should do.
Sensing that he had aroused public anger, Lin Qingyue tactfully ran behind Ye Zhanxiu. “Shizun, you have to protect your disciple! Losing such an outstanding discipleâjust think about how heartbroken you’d be.”
Ye Zhanxiu’s face was dark. “Speak properly.”
Lin Qingyue stood up straight and said solemnly, “Shizun, but this disciple is afraid.”
Every time he said a sentence, Ye Zhanxiu didn’t know how to respond.
“Your Eldest Senior Brother and the others will protect you in the future.”
Hearing the guarantee, Lin Qingyue felt half-reassured. “Shizun, what if Eldest Senior Brother doesn’t care about me?”
Ye Zhanxiu looked around and decided to ask. “Jingxian, you.”
Ye Jingxian glanced at Lin Qingyue. “Shizun, rest assured. I will watch over Little Junior Brother. I definitely won’t let him get beaten to death.”
Ye Zhanxiu: “Mn, Master is at ease with how you handle things.”
In a few months, there would be an exchange meeting between the various sects. Ye Zhanxiu was quite busy, so he handed Guizang Peak matters to Wen Hongyu and Ye Jingxian. Ye Zhanxiu planned to wait for Lin Qingyue to enter the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets and obtain his sword technique before leaving.
The reason he brought Peak Lord Bai today, aside from having him examine Lin Qingyue, was for the delayed entry into the Forest of Ten Thousand Sword Tablets.Â
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