Borrowing a sword

Chapter 370 Asking the Sword in Spring and Autumn Mountain

Outside, Xu Ziqing stood in front of Chu Huaixu, recalling the scene of her entire family being slaughtered when she returned home years ago, and couldn't help but clench her fists tightly.

The veins on the boy's forehead bulged slightly.

His fingernails were almost digging into his flesh, nearly drawing blood from his own fingers.

Because Chu Huaixu had just gently patted his shoulder, he tried his best to steady his rapid breathing and calm himself down.

Indeed, this handsome young man who had lost his home now has a new home of his own.

He has a new family now.

In his eyes, his family was someone he could entrust everything to.

However, occasionally, when he wakes up in the middle of the night or when he encounters obstacles in his cultivation, his "inner demons" will always surface.

He will see his parents, his grandmother, and his little sister who loves to ride on his back.

He couldn't understand why his family, which had always been known for its chivalry and chivalry and was a famous family of swordsmen in the martial arts world, and whose parents had never done anything wrong in their lives, would end up like this!

Xu Ziqing sometimes thought that the one who slaughtered his entire family must be a notorious evil cultivator, a great demon!

But he never expected that the other party was actually from one of the four major sects, and a great cultivator from Spring and Autumn Mountain.

"Why!"

"Why?!"

Han Shuangjiang stood beside Chu Huaixu, her gaze towards Junior Brother Xu filled with worry and concern.

Wen Shiyu watched this scene with great interest.

But for her, as a native of Kunlun and an old monster who had lived for over a thousand years, this was nothing.

She's actually done quite a few things like that.

What's so strange about killing someone to steal their treasure?

Treasures of heaven and earth are meant for the strong!
If you are not worthy of your position, you are courting death.

It's not that I want to kill you, it's that you deserve to die!

This is the law of Kunlun Grotto-Heaven!

In her view, killing only a few family members was already a lack of caution.

The entire clan should be exterminated according to the family genealogy, killing everyone along the way, leaving no one alive, even friends. The key to doing things is to nip the weeds in the bud.

Wen Shiyu now only felt that Xu Ziqing and the others were very naive, and his enemy was equally naive.

"The people of the Xuanhuang Realm are indeed very naive."

However, what happened next stunned Wen Shiyu.

But after a moment of stunned silence, she immediately let out a cold laugh in her heart, feeling even more that the people of the Xuanhuang Realm were naive and childish.

Xu Ziqing then asked, "Senior brother, is there important business to attend to on your trip to Spring and Autumn Mountain?"

Chu Huaixu nodded.

Those present were mostly his own people, so he didn't hide anything.

"When we went to treat the Fifth Master, he regained consciousness for a moment."

"He instructed me to go to Chunqiu Mountain and find something."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziqing understood the gravity of the situation.

He immediately replied, "Senior brother, that important matter is more important, I'm fine."

"Don't worry, Ziqing won't make things difficult for you." He took a deep breath, forced a smile, and said in a seemingly relaxed manner.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu gave him a deep look but said nothing.

As the sun set, everyone dined together.

After the meal, Chu Huaixu called Xu Ziqing over and said, "Little Xu, stay and have a drink with me."

“Okay,” the boy immediately agreed.

He would do whatever his senior brother asked him to do.

Moreover, he already had some worries on his mind, so he was naturally willing to have a drink.

"This is top-quality spiritual wine, obtained from Second Master. You should drink it as medicinal wine; it will greatly benefit your cultivation," Chu Huaixu said with a smile.

For him, drinking this spirit wine also increases his experience points.

But there will eventually be an upper limit.

It certainly won't be like Xu Ziqing, who's always taking medicine, and the effects aren't that good.

Xiao Xu knew that his senior brother disliked formalities, and if he declined, he would only annoy him.

In the blink of an eye, they had known each other for many years, and he had come to understand Chu Huaixu's likes and dislikes.

Therefore, Xiao Xu sat down directly opposite him and said respectfully, "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Wen Shiyu was very perceptive at this moment and immediately came to the side to serve them, pouring wine for the two of them.

Han Shuangjiang only glanced at it before returning to her room.

She knew in her heart that some scoundrel would definitely take advantage of her drunkenness and bully her later.

She'd better stay away first.

After a few cups of spirit wine, a blush began to rise on Xu Ziqing's delicate face.

Watching from the side, Wen Shiyu felt that the young man was far too handsome.

Putting aside the physical differences between men and women, his dreamy gaze could even be described as having a unique charm.

"We can't let Senior Brother see him, otherwise..." Wen Shiyu thought of Lingxiao Zhenjun's peculiar hobby.

Then, she couldn't help but glance at her current master.

"My senior brother actually likes someone as handsome and rugged as Chu Huaixu too," she muttered to herself.

The two men sat at the table, chatting idly about trivial matters.

However, as she drank more and more, Xu Ziqing became quite drunk and could no longer hold her liquor.

Those who cultivate their bodies actually have a much higher alcohol tolerance than ordinary cultivators, but spiritual wine is different after all. As they chatted, whether the dead fox intentionally steered the conversation or for some other reason, they soon found themselves talking about Xu Ziqing's family.

Xiao Xu couldn't help but lower her eyes and began to recount the tragic scene she saw when she returned home that day.

But after he finished speaking, he regained some composure and clasped his hands in apology, saying:

"Senior brother, I lost my composure."

“I’ve said these things more than once, and I shouldn’t say them again.”

"I've become a burden to my senior brother."

He came from a good family and was sensible from a young age.

Of course, you can share some things and complaints with your closest friends; you can certainly pour out your heart to them.

However, it is important to avoid bringing it up repeatedly.

It's okay to do it once or twice.

Saying too much would only burden others.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu smiled, raised his head, and gently pressed down a few times, saying, "It's alright, it's alright, there's no need for this between us."

He looked at the boy and continued to guide the conversation at his own pace, saying, "I imagine your elders must all be very good people who have taught you well and protected you very well."

People with a childlike heart are rare in this world.

That short sentence struck a chord with Xiao Xu.

His eyes immediately welled up with tears, and then he hesitated to speak.

Chu Huaixu smiled at him, gesturing for Wen Shiyu to continue pouring him wine, and then said:

"It's alright. You can tell me whatever you want to say. We are like brothers. I regret that I have never met your elders, and I am also very curious about them."

Upon hearing this, Xu Ziqing was immediately launched into a long conversation.

"Senior brother, there's something I've always regretted."

"Oh? What is it?" Chu Huaixu asked.

"Senior brother may not know, but my father, like Master, is a stutterer with a very severe stammer."

"Although he was a renowned swordsman in the martial arts world, he was also ridiculed by many because of this incident."

“And I was never close to him when I was a child.”

“When I was a child, my father and I probably wouldn’t have exchanged more than a few words a year.”

"Over time, I stopped telling my father anything I wanted to say."

"It's ridiculous, really. If I were alone with him, the two of us probably wouldn't be able to utter a single word for a long time."

Chu Huaixu listened quietly from the side, acting only as a listener.

Regarding the father-son relationship, he really didn't have much to say due to personal reasons.

After all, this wasn't something he had ever received before.

Since I've never possessed it, there's nothing to say about it.

Xu Ziqing raised the cup and drank the wine in one gulp.

Then he spoke up: "Later, due to a certain opportunity, I talked to my mother about this matter, and my words were full of complaints and envy for the father-son relationship of other people."

"On that day, my mother told me the truth."

“My mother told me that my father had a talent for swordsmanship since he was a child and became famous at a young age, but he was often ridiculed because of his stutter.”

"But I was young and ignorant, and I loved to learn everything."

“When my father speaks to me like that, I will imitate him.”

“Since then, Dad was afraid of affecting me, so if Mom or other people were present, he would usually ask someone else to relay the message.”

"It's because I'm afraid I'll develop a stutter too."

"Over time, the father and son had nothing to say to each other, and I was not very close to him either."

Xu Ziqing's eyes grew redder as she spoke.

Upon hearing this, Chu Huaixu sighed softly, understanding his uncle's thoughts:
"It turns out that in his father's eyes, he was like a piece of pure and flawless jade, while he himself was mud."

The following day, the group heading to Chunqiu Mountain gathered outside the courtyard.

Jiang Zhi, as the team leader, arrived early.

Chu Huaixu glanced behind Xiao Xu and saw that he was not carrying the huge sword box.

Under normal circumstances, bronze swords are kept on the top of Cangling Mountain and are not brought down the mountain.

Although the importance of swords seems to have declined after the emergence of Chu Huaixu.

But after all, it is an invincible evil sword.

Even a Sword Master who has advanced to the ninth realm might still be no match for a Bronze Sword in its prime.

After all, even those at the peak of the ninth realm are still somewhat insignificant in its presence.

To avoid any trouble, it's best to keep the evil sword sealed on the mountain. If anything goes wrong, the world will surely descend into chaos!

Now that the Dao Ancestor is no longer alive, no one can suppress this evil sword anymore.

Jiang Zhi glanced at the young people and then said, "Then let's set off."

Lin Zixuan also took the initiative to say that she wanted to go with him, showing that she was determined to cling to Chu Huaixu from now on.

In this way, it can be said that the surviving protagonists of the world have once again mobilized as a group.

"Grandmaster, please wait a moment," Chu Huaixu said.

Yesterday, he told Xu Ziqing that he was going to Chunqiu Mountain today. Xu Ziqing told him that important business was important and he wouldn't make things difficult for his senior brother.

At that time, Chu Huaixu remained silent and said nothing.

At this moment, he glanced at Xu Ziqing's empty back, then frowned and said in a deep voice:
"Since you're heading to Spring and Autumn Mountain, why didn't you bring your sword?"

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