Madam, please ascend.

Chapter 116 New Porcelain
Song Xinci had not been back to the Burial Sword Valley for a month, but she found that there seemed to be no changes here. She did not recognize most of the disciples, and the deacons and elders were still those boring people.

After Xuan Jiao's death, another person took over the name. This person seemed more honest, and it was unknown whether he would also follow the old path of betraying the sect.

As soon as Zhuque returned to the sect, she was eager to see the embroiderer. She had a lot of grievances in her heart and had no place to vent them.

There was no way around it. The inexperienced Song Xinci couldn't empathize with how difficult it was for Nangong Zhuozhuo to deal with such a thing. She could only hope that the understanding embroiderer sister could soothe her pain.

Song Xinci intentionally concealed her whereabouts when she went out this time, so no one in the sect knew that she had left the Burial Sword Valley.

It was not until a few days ago that the details of the chaos in Fuyao Sect finally came out, and the disciples learned that Song Xinci had done many great things in the righteous way.

It is really satisfying to kill Meng Fan and Piao Miaozi, the righteous master and disciple.

She simply ignored the admiring or awe-inspiring looks from her disciples. She had long been accustomed to these things and did not feel any emotion about them.

There wouldn't be any child of destiny in the Sword Burial Valley who would make a saintly lady so curious at first sight that she would even throw herself at him.

She couldn't help but frown when she thought of this, thinking that she was probably poisoned by the script provided by Nangong Zhuozhuo and Ye Nianyi, which was why she had such a strange idea.

Grandpa Qiu Feng, as the ancestor of the Buried Sword Valley, has been living in seclusion in the Wanjian Cliff in the back mountain, and few people would disturb him.

He seemed to have anticipated Song Xinci's arrival and had prepared two cups of hot tea in advance.

Looking at the granddaughter sitting next to him, the old man suddenly felt a little strange, as if the girl had many more temperaments that he had never had before.

So much so that her behavior became a little different, as if she had become a different person.

Song Xinci actually took out a bag of preserved fruit from the Xumi Ring and asked, "Grandpa, do you want to eat some?"

When Qiu Feng heard this, he accidentally pulled out a piece of his beard. He thought that he must be getting old and there must be something wrong with his ears.

Song Xinci noticed the disbelief on his face and explained, "The scented tea here is a bit bland. It tastes better with preserved fruit."

"Xinci, you...when did you become so greedy?"

"Actually, I loved eating these since I was a kid, but I gave them up because of the toothache."

Qiu Feng suddenly understood what was going on, and at the same time, felt a bit guilty. When Song Xinci was a child, he had focused on his granddaughter's cultivation, but rarely took care of her food, clothing, housing and transportation.

It turns out that she also has such a feminine side.

Qiu Feng asked, "I've heard about what happened with the Fuyao Sect. Are you okay?"

"I saw the abilities of the Ascension Realm, and luckily I managed to survive."

"The Ascension Realm... This world is becoming increasingly unpredictable. In the past, everyone who reached the Ascension Realm would find a place to retreat and cultivate, just to take that next step to reach the heavens and become an immortal."

Song Xinci added: "The fact that they are showing up now must mean something."

Qiu Feng changed the subject: "It seems our leader will soon come out of seclusion."

"He's been in seclusion for so many years, so when he comes out he should be in the Ascension Realm, right?"

"Almost certainly... There's something I need to tell you in advance."

Song Xinci picked up a plum, feeling it was a little sour, and frowned slightly: "What's the matter?"

Qiu Feng only felt that his granddaughter's aura had become more mysterious, and it seemed that it was no longer something that could be described by the early stage of the Hedao realm.

Could this girl have had another adventure? If this continued, she would become the undisputed number one expert in the Buried Sword Valley.

It turned out that it was not the case, because Qiu Feng was in the late stage of Hedao Realm, but there were some things that were inconvenient for him to take action, so he let Song Xinci be the acting head.

Qiu Feng said, "The Demon Lord once fell in love with your mother, but she insisted on marrying that bastard Song Guanglin."

Song Xinci said coldly, "Are you going to say next that I look about 70% similar to Qiu Qinglian, and you're afraid Yi Tianxing will have improper thoughts about me?"

"As long as you know."

"He's already quite old. If he dares to make such a shameless request, I don't mind changing the master of the entire Demon Sect."

"You... you don't know what the people of Yi Tianxing's generation of the Demon Sect have experienced. They have lived for thousands of years and made their mark in the last battle between good and evil. They are far beyond the reach of a little girl like you who hasn't even established a firm foothold yet."

Song Xinci disagreed: "Times have changed, and people's hearts have changed too. Qiu Qinglian failed to marry Song Guanglin back then, so she gave up on herself. I can't do such a thing. If it were me, I would definitely ask and explain everything clearly.

"I'll treat Yi Tianxing the same way. If I can't beat him, I can run away. When I cultivate enough to kill him, I'll come back and kill him."

She said this with a calm expression, and it was certainly not a lie or an angry remark.

During this period, Song Xinci also learned a lot from Yun Yi. Cheating and deceiving are not decent means. Mastering the Thirty-Six Stratagems is the real way to save your life.

If Yun Yi, as a person in the Spirit Transformation Realm, can plot to return to the Void Realm after death, then why should I, as a person in the Dao Integration Realm, plot to ascend to the Immortality Realm?
The realms are all based on the experience left by our predecessors. When applied to actual combat, it still depends on the means of all parties.

Qiu Feng had originally wanted to act as a matchmaker for Song Xinci, but after hearing what she said, he immediately gave up the idea. He then thought, "Could you have run into that guy named Yun Yi again?"

There was no need to hide this matter. Zhuque would most likely be "interrogated" by Qiu Feng anyway, so she answered openly, "I saw him, and we even traveled together. I also caused some trouble for Futian Pavilion."

"You...are attracted to him?"

Song Xinci answered irrelevantly: "Wait until I find the spy in the Buried Sword Valley, then I will capture him and make him my husband. By the way, I can also put an end to those people's thoughts."

"You? This! I..." Qiu Feng was almost choked to death by his granddaughter's words. Today he finally understood what it meant to look at someone with new eyes after three days of absence.

What on earth did this girl learn during her trip?! Song Xinci suddenly stared at her grandfather and asked, "Where is the evil sword in the valley?"

Qiu Feng was stunned when he heard this: "What do you mean?"

"Nothing, I just ran into some confusion while practicing, and I wanted to take out the Evil Gnaw Sword. If you agree, I'll go to the Sword Tomb."

"Wait, you don't have to go. I've given the Evil Gnawing Sword to someone else."

"Who?"

"Su Xin."

Song Xinci looked at him with scrutiny, "Why give it to him?"

Qiu Feng sighed, "He can help the Buried Sword Valley recruit outer disciples in Daxia, and he can also provide gold, silver, spiritual stones, and medicinal herbs."

"That's it?"

"That's all."

Song Xinci then withdrew her gaze, as if she didn't feel that her previous behavior was offensive at all.

Qiu Feng laughed out of anger: "You don't think I'm a spy from the Buried Sword Valley, do you?! I'm your grandfather, how could I possibly team up with others to go to the nameless town and kill you? Even if I wanted to kill you, I'd have plenty of opportunities!"

"Nothing, I just found some clues in Fuyao Sect. It was someone from Futian Pavilion who spread the news that I went to Wuming Town to cultivate my mind, and they teamed up with Bliss Heavenly King to kill me."

"What does this have to do with the Evil Gnawing Sword and Su Xin?"

"Just think of me as someone with nothing to do and letting his thoughts run wild." Song Xinci suddenly lost interest in continuing the conversation. Ever since Tai Shang Wang Qing Dao returned to normal, she found that her attitude towards Yun Yi hadn't changed much, but she was particularly cold towards other people.

Including his grandfather Qiu Feng, with whom he has some blood relationship.

The blood relationship turns out to be a farce, which is really boring.

She stood up and left immediately. Qiu Feng was extremely surprised to see this. For the first time, he doubted whether it was right or wrong for him to let his granddaughter practice the Supreme Way of Forgetfulness.

After Song Xinci left, Qiu Feng almost pulled out all his beard but still couldn't figure out what was going on, so he quickly called Zhuque over and asked her to tell him everything the young lady had experienced during this period.

Song Xinci knew very well that the affair between her and Yun Yi could not be kept secret, so as long as the matter of Tongxin Gu was not exposed, it would be fine.

Anyway, she has the cultivation level of the Hedao realm, and the Burial Sword Valley is her territory, so she can act without any scruples and is even less likely to be timid.

After leaving Wanjian Cliff, she went directly to another forbidden place - the Sword Tomb.

As the place of revival of the Sword Burial Valley, the Sword Tomb was once the main battlefield of a great war between good and evil, so countless weapons were left here.

In the past, she was obsessed with cultivation and had no time to take care of the sect's affairs. She didn't even know that the Evil Gnawing Sword had been given away by her grandfather.

So this time she came to the sword tomb specifically to check out the treasures here.

The sword tomb was guarded by an old man, whose Dao essence was at least in the late Return to Void Realm. He had been guarding this place for hundreds of years, and upon seeing Song Xinci, he took the initiative to hand over a list of names.

The booklet contains the names of all the swords hidden in the sword tomb. If the sword is still there, the name of the sword in the booklet will light up.

If it were not there, the sword's name would also be dim.

As Song Xinci walked into the sword tomb and looked through the roster, he casually asked, "Sword Minister, have you ever heard of the Fangyuan Sword?"

The hunchbacked old man with a haggard face and dressed in linen clothes immediately replied, "Nangong Feitian's sword, worn a thousand years ago, is one inch and four tenths of an inch wide, three feet and seven inches long, and the blade spine is two tenths of a centimeter thick. It's dark blue in color, covered with dragon scales, and its weight is unknown."

"How do you preserve a sword like this?"

"This sword is heavy and bulky, and it is inconvenient to wear it in an ordinary scabbard. A sword case can be used instead."

"Then make a sword box, using the best materials in the valley."

"Okay, miss."

Song Xinci thought for a moment and said, "Let's also prepare some of the top-grade sword sharpening stones from the valley."

Jian Chen asked without thinking, "How much are you preparing?"

Song Xinci suddenly revealed Rao Zhi Rou's true form and asked, "What do you think of this sword?"

The sword minister took it respectfully, carefully measuring it with his eyes, and then replied, "It is made of Wuxi silver, and the craftsmanship is top-notch. Most importantly, it is ingenious and can be considered a famous sword."

"How many whetstones do you think this sword will be worth?"

"I understand. I'll get ready now."

Song Xinci shook the soft object and turned it back into a ring, putting it on her hand. She then asked, "Do you really understand?"

The corner of Jian Chen's mouth seemed to curl up into a smile: "I really understand, let's prepare more."

"Very well, go and do your work."

After Jian Chen left, Song Xinci stood with his hands behind his back and took a quick walk around the sword tomb.

Originally, after the Xisheng Sword was damaged, she planned to return to the valley to find another suitable weapon. But now it seems that none of them are as suitable as this Raozhirou Sword.

(End of this chapter)