Chapter 21
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Chapter 21: Title
News of Ye Qingshang obtaining Qianyu swept Yunshan Sect. When it reached Sect Leader Mu Shezhi during his chat with fellow leaders, his teacup tilted. Tea trembled at the brim, neither spilling nor receding.
He\’d exerted great effort retrieving Qianyu. Spiritual weapons rarely acknowledged masters—throughout Ten Sects Discussions history, none had claimed Qianyu. He\’d reserved it for his son, yet someone snatched it first.
Sect leaders exchanged astonished glances. Only Yu Songshang remained unruffled, sipping tea while stroking his beard.
He finally smiled toward the host. \"Sect Leader Mu, your generosity is appreciated.\"
Mu Shezhi kept a neutral face, offering a noncommittal reply. But his teacup shook, spilling droplets.
Unaware of these discussions, Ye Qingshang followed Mu Huaiyun to his quarters.
They\’d exited the Divine Hall past noon, eaten hastily, and dispersed. Nursing private thoughts, Ye Qingshang deliberately lagged behind for this moment.
Mu Huaiyun didn\’t lodge with other Yunshan Sect disciples, sparing her from trespassing male quarters.
Incense filled the spacious, quiet room—subtle yet distinct.
The youth turned.
\"You\’ve followed me this long. What do you want?\"
With her identity exposed, Ye Qingshang revealed herself. \"I thought Young Master Mu was all talk, but I didn\’t expect the rumors to be true. You found me so fast.\"
\"I just want to ask you for the truth,\" she said, moving closer.
\"Earlier in the Divine Hall, I heard a voice in your mind. It was strange, not like anything in this world. What was that?\"
\"I have nothing to say,\" Mu Huaiyun said, setting up a barrier to block her.
But to his surprise, Ye Qingshang summoned Qianyu, and a blast of sword wind shattered the barrier.
Daring to misuse a spiritual weapon in the Yunshan Sect, especially in the young master\’s room, Ye Qingshang was the first to do so.
Yet Mu Huaiyun couldn\’t do anything about it.
Seeing Ye Qingshang come closer, determined to get to the bottom of it, Mu Huaiyun knew he couldn\’t escape, so he stopped struggling.
He spoke calmly.
\"It\’s not that I didn\’t want to tell you; I just didn\’t know what it was, either. It started that day in the training ground…\"
…
\"So, that day you first came to the Frostbite Sect and pushed the disciples aside for me, was it because you had to protect me?\"
\"Yes.\"
No wonder Mu Huaiyun had changed so much from his past life; it turned out he was forced. She pulled Qianyu back into her palm and suddenly had a playful thought, her eyes sparkling with mischief.
\"Fine, I\’ll help you with your wish. But before protecting others, shouldn\’t you improve your own skills?\"
*
Because spiritual weapons weren\’t stable when first bound to a master, the top three from the Ten Sects Discussions usually stayed at the Yunshan Sect for a month to blend the weapon\’s spiritual power with their inner core before returning to their sects. Ye Qingshang was no exception.
As the owner of Qianyu and under the young master of Yunshan Sect\’s protection, they gave her a new place to live that was very close to Mu Huaiyun\’s.
After the Ten Sects Discussions ended, disciples from each sect went back to their homes, and all the Frostbite Sect people had left, leaving only Ye Qingshang behind.
In her past life, she often sparred with Mu Huaiyun and knew Qianyu well. She didn\’t need to stay at Yunshan Sect for training. The reason she stayed, besides avoiding gossip, was for another big reason.
She looked at the person nearby struggling with the spiritual weapon and smiled softly, walking over.
What was more fun than teaching a young friend how to read and write? Especially since this friend was so focused on her, even if it was because he was forced.
\"The whip isn\’t used like that,\" she said.
She grabbed his wrist and said, \"When you swing the whip, keep the strength in your wrist; only then can it fade when you pull back. Moon’s Shadow is different from other spiritual weapons; it has too much killing spirit and a bit of awareness, making it proud. If you don\’t go along with it, it will fight you. Keep this up, and it might not even accept you as its master.\"
She spoke patiently, her tone softer, like she was soothing a child. As a master in her past life, she often guided sect disciples on a whim, and she acted like a wise elder without thinking, forgetting she was only fifteen now.
Mu Huaiyun pressed his lips together and stayed quiet.
He wasn\’t good with the whip; Moon’s Shadow\’s spiritual power was wild and wouldn\’t bow to his inner core, making him very tense. This feeling peaked when Ye Qingshang got closer. He looked down, calmed himself, and said, \"Spiritual weapons like Moon’s Shadow aren\’t even well-documented in old books. How do you know so much?\"
\"What if I said it was just chance? Would you believe me?\"
\"I do,\" he answered right away. He had no choice; her word was all that mattered, true or not.
Ye Qingshang wrapped spiritual power around her fingertip, and the sudden pressure forced Mu Huaiyun to pour spiritual power into the whip. She lifted his hand a bit and said, \"I also know that when Moon’s Shadow senses killing intent coming, it protects its master. Though it\’s a whip and great for long-range, if you want, it can turn into a blade, like this…\"
With a whoosh, the blade shot out; Moon’s Shadow shrank from its whip shape until it looked like a dagger, slicing through the air and sticking three inches deep into the wall.
The wall was over a hundred meters away, showing how fierce Moon’s Shadow\’s attack was.
Mu Huaiyun frowned.
\"Why the long face? Don\’t you want me to teach you?\" Seeing Mu Huaiyun looked uncomfortable, she thought for a moment and added, \"Is it because you can\’t let go of your status as the young master of the Yunshan Sect? Or do you think I\’m not qualified to teach you?\"
\"That\’s not it,\" Mu Huaiyun said.
\"Good. I don\’t have other intentions toward you. Since you want to protect me, isn\’t it better to improve your cultivation and handle spiritual weapons more easily? We\’re in the same boat now—you protect me, and I won\’t harm you.\"
She let go of his hand. \"Alright, I\’ve said enough. Your spiritual weapon isn\’t recalled yet; aren\’t you going to check on it?\"
Mu Huaiyun hid his expression, moved the wrist she had just held, and tried to summon Moon’s Shadow with his spiritual power.
Ye Qingshang stood behind him, her gaze deep.
After many failed attempts, he silently walked to the wall and pulled out the dagger. The old wall, over a hundred years old, collapsed with a crash. Then she met his surprised look and, pretending innocence, said, \"Your spiritual weapon is too strong; it destroyed this wall. Surely… my Frostbite Sect doesn\’t have to pay for the damage?\"
She put her hands behind her back.
Moon’s Shadow, when turned into a blade, was usually for surprise attacks to land a deadly hit.
The strike held such great spiritual power that it could wreck not just a wall but even a whole building. Ye Qingshang knew this well, having been Moon’s Shadow\’s master in her past life.
