Chronicles of Heaven's Chosen - Chapter 56

Cang Li was too stunned to respond.

Yuan Yao continued, “Third Senior Brother, let’s go to Yunming City together!”

Yunming City?!

At those three words, Cang Li instantly recovered. He stared at Yuan Yao in alarm and suspicion.

“What would you do there?”

“Join the Xiaoyao Sect rescue effort, obviously,” Yuan Yao replied as if it were only natural.

The corner of Cang Li’s mouth twitched.

“They don’t need support from an early Foundation Establishment disciple.”

Indignant, Yuan Yao picked up her chopsticks and angrily slurped several mouthfuls of noodles.

Cang Li knocked on the table and said sternly, “Listen to me, Yuan Yao. Don’t even think of running off to Yunming City. I’ll be watching you constantly for the time being. Your injuries haven’t healed, and you’re so weak that you’d only get in the way. Besides, don’t you want to enter the Grand Sect Tournament on the Ninth Continent? The Internal Sect Tournament is one month away. Stay on Heavenly Martial Peak and cultivate. Stop filling your head with nonsense.”

Yuan Yao kept slurping her noodles and pretended not to hear.

Cang Li knew at once that she still intended to go.

“You stubborn little mule! I’ll tell Master tomorrow. No, I’ll go tell him right now!”

He started to rise.

Yuan Yao hurriedly caught him. “Third Senior Brother! I’m not going. I don’t want to go anymore.”

Cang Li looked back.

Yuan Yao blinked her beautiful eyes at him with a distinctly ingratiating air.

“Truly?”

“Truly! I promise!”

“I don’t believe you. Swear an oath.”

“Is such a small matter worth an oath? What if I really do go? Wouldn’t inner demons haunt me for the rest of my life? Third Senior Brother, could you bear to see me fall so far?” Yuan Yao lowered her head.

Cang Li had run out of options. “Why do you want to go to Yunming City?”

“Because I’m curious, and Eldest Senior Brother and the others are there.”

She truly was curious about what had happened in Yunming City, but more importantly, she had only a little over ten days left to live.

She had considered whether she should first win over the people of the Xiaoyao Sect.

But she could not bring herself to use force against them, nor did she want to coerce them.

Cang Li tried to placate her. “Control your curiosity for now. Once your injuries are completely healed, I’ll consider whether to take you there.”

“Mm-hmm.” Yuan Yao nodded.

She would placate Third Senior Brother too.

Otherwise, he would complain to Master.

Besides, if she intended to go to Yunming City, she needed to prepare for every possibility. She could not charge in as recklessly as she had when she went to Wuduan Forest.

After finishing her noodles, Yuan Yao began driving Cang Li out.

“Why are you so eager to get rid of me? Yuan Yao, do you have no conscience?”

She explained earnestly, “Third Senior Brother, it isn’t that I have no conscience. I need to cultivate!”

“You’re really that diligent now?” Cang Li gave her a doubtful look.

Yuan Yao nodded solemnly.

Before he could react, she pushed him outside and slammed the door shut.

Cang Li was speechless.

His feelings were complicated.

His Little Junior Sister had transformed from a lazy child into a little overachiever.

The first thing Yuan Yao did after closing the door was return to her bed. She took out a legacy key, channeled spiritual power into it, and sent her consciousness back into the pure-white space.

She resumed training her mental power.

…

On the way back to his own residence, Cang Li encountered Lu Xiangxiang.

She was practicing swordsmanship.

That sword art… Why did it look so familiar?

Just as the answer was about to surface in Cang Li’s mind, Lu Xiangxiang’s voice interrupted his thoughts.

“Third Senior Brother!” Sensing someone approach, she hurriedly stopped and sheathed her sword.

Perhaps because she moved too quickly, an almost imperceptible trace of panic crossed her face.

By the time her eyes met Cang Li’s, it had vanished, replaced by a faint smile.

“Practicing swordsmanship this late?” Cang Li asked as he walked over.

Lu Xiangxiang lowered her eyes. “Inside the Wuduan Secret Realm, I was too weak to help any of you. I decided to work harder and raise my cultivation so that I can be useful in the future.”

Cang Li froze, unsure what to say.

Yaoyao had suddenly gone from lazy to diligent, and now even the newly arrived Seventh Junior Sister was hardworking and ambitious…

He abruptly felt that he had been far too idle.

At this rate, he would certainly be left behind.

“Then keep practicing,” Cang Li told her.

With that, he hurried away.

Lu Xiangxiang had not expected him to leave so quickly. Her expression shifted.

She looked away, drew her sword again, and resumed her practice.

She needed to raise her cultivation as quickly as possible. Only then could she break into the Xiaoyao Sect’s forbidden grounds and seize that secret treasure.

…

The next day, Lu Xiangxiang received a message from Qian Jueshan and went to Tianding Pavilion. Upon arriving, she found a mentor from Heavenly Martial Peak waiting there as well.

The man seated above them spoke.

“Xiangxiang, you will study under Mentor Qi for the time being.”

Lu Xiangxiang’s expression changed. She answered unhappily, “Master, if you don’t want to teach me, you can simply say so. There is no need to have someone else instruct me. Besides, you are my Master!”

Mentor Qi looked visibly awkward.

Qian Jueshan regarded her without expression.

Lu Xiangxiang’s heart jumped, and she softened her tone. “Master, if you don’t have time to teach me personally, then let me study on my own.”

In any case, Qian Jueshan had already taught her everything he was supposed to in her previous life.

She had learned it all.

Now she needed only to raise her cultivation.

“Very well. Do as you wish,” Qian Jueshan said coolly. “You may come to me with questions at any time. Heavenly Martial Peak has a Scripture Pavilion, where you can find a cultivation technique suited to you.”

His indifference left Lu Xiangxiang faintly displeased.

“Yes.” She lowered her head.

…

Meanwhile, Yuan Yao remained immersed in training her mental power.

Only after roughly four hours did she withdraw her consciousness. Cold sweat covered her forehead.

Exhausted, she lay facedown on the bed and rested with her eyes closed.

Then she immediately rolled off the bed, left the bamboo house, and ran to Ying Wuji’s residence. She knocked on the door.

The tall youth in black, his hair tied in a high ponytail, soon opened it.

“Youngest Senior Brother, quick! Teach me swordsmanship!” Yuan Yao’s eyes shone. “I want to learn the most domineering, ruthless sword art there is!”

Ying Wuji raised a puzzled brow and touched her forehead.

“I’m not ill.” Yuan Yao slapped his hand away.

“Hurry up and teach me!” She had not gone to Master because she was certain he would refuse to let her practice while wounded.

“The most domineering and ruthless sword art?”

“Yes.”

“You truly want to learn?”

Yuan Yao nodded eagerly.

“I do!”