Collapse Iron: The Five Heroes of the Clouds Won't Let Me Go

Today is another sunny and breezy day for Xianzhou.

Jingyuan was busy with documents as always, while Yanqing stood by and watched with a headache.

"General, I recognize every single word on this, so why can't I understand it when they're put together?"

Jing Yuan chuckled to himself:

"This means that Yanqing, you are not suited to worry about this. You should take over the position of Grandmaster Jingliu in the future."

"Hehe, I still haven't met Grandmaster Jingliu, I've only seen her picture. I wonder when she'll return?"

"This... I don't know either. Yaoqing is frequently involved in battles, and you're already in your childhood now, so it might be soon."

The strategists in the Divine Strategy Bureau were busy assisting Jing Yuan in coordinating various matters concerning the Immortal Ship.

Yanqing was itching to fight, and stood there feeling like his body was about to rust.

Although Yanqing was happy to be with Jingyuan, who was both her teacher and her mother, she also wanted to find her grandmaster, who was both her teacher and her father.

Jingyuan noticed that Yanqing was unsteady on his feet, so he suggested:

"As my bodyguard, your mind is not on this matter; this is a dereliction of duty."

Yanqing immediately stood up obediently:

"No, that's not true! General, please rest assured, with Yanqing here, no one will be allowed to harm you!"

Jing Yuan found it somewhat amusing and lightly tapped Yan Qing's forehead with a two-finger tap:

"If you need to protect even me, then the enemies you face are beyond your current capabilities. I brought you along so that you could be exposed to knowledge and principles from a young age. But it's the same if you go to your grandmaster's place. Go."

Yanqing was overjoyed:

"General, are you serious?!"

"Would I lie to you? The Immortal Ship is usually quite calm, so I'll give you a break."

"Thank you, General!"

Xiao Yanqing ran out of the Shence Mansion clutching his precious sword, and Jing Yuan let out a helpless sigh:

"Girls grow up and leave home."

Inside Chang Le Tian's courtyard, Yan Qing skillfully took out his key, opened the door, and hurriedly pushed it open to enter.

"Grandmaster Uncle! Yanqing has come to spar with you!"

Yanqing called out but received no response. He tilted his head in confusion. Could it be that his grandmaster was not at home?

But there was just boiled water on the coffee table, still steaming, so it must be someone at home, perhaps in the backyard.

A moment later, Cheng Xiao's voice came from the backyard:

"Oh, it's Yanqing. Why isn't he with Jingyuan?"

Yanqing happily ran to the backyard and saw Chengxiao loosening the soil in the vegetable garden. There was a lot of rice on the ground, and several fat chickens were pecking at the rice.

It was this kind of grandmaster that made Yanqing feel close to him.

Mingming is so unreasonable, so why does Grandmaster never reveal his ambition?

Or perhaps, this kind of ordinary life is what my grandmaster-uncle truly yearns for.

Yanqing stopped thinking about it; this was fine, she liked it very much.

As Yanqing approached Chengxiao, she was about to show him her newly purchased sword when she saw the soil-loosening tool in Chengxiao's hand. Yanqing's eyes widened in fury.

"Grandmaster Uncle! What are you using to loosen the soil! Isn't that your treasured sword, 'Breaking Light'?!"

Cheng Xiao was puzzled by Yan Qing's agitation:

"Is there a problem?"

"This is a huge problem!"

Yanqing blushed and said excitedly:

"This is the [Broken Light]! It was blessed by the Emperor of Bows and Fate, it's the only precious sword my grandmaster-uncle obtained from the deceased Master Mozi, and it's a true divine weapon that my grandmaster-uncle has nurtured to this day with his own power!"

"But...but Grandmaster Uncle, you actually used it...used it to loosen the soil?"

Cheng Xiao shrugged:

"What's the big deal? I even use it to cut vegetables."

Yanqing suddenly realized, "No wonder my grandmaster's potato shreds were so exquisite and neat... Wait! That's not the point!"

Yanqing let out a sharp, violent cry:

"Grandmaster Uncle, you've never cleaned, oiled, rust-proofed, or sheathed [Broken Light]?!"

Why would I do this?

Yanqing clutched her chest. She loved her sword dearly and kept it in its case day and night, afraid of even the slightest scratch.

As a result, the divine weapon that Yanqing loved so much in the hands of his grandmaster uncle actually suffered such a calamity!

"Grandmaster Uncle! You are truly wasting such a precious talent! The [Breaking Light] Sword will not be happy with you!"

Yanqing's true intentions were revealed:

"Please, Grandmaster Uncle, entrust the [Broken Light] to Yanqing for care!"

Yanqing's heart trembled with excitement, her hands shaking. The thought of holding [Broken Light] in her hands and appreciating it made her incredibly excited.

Cheng Xiao pondered for a moment and agreed:

"Since you are so kind, Yanqing, I cannot refuse your kindness. However, this depends on what [Poguang] thinks."

Yanqing: "?"

Under Yan Qing's dazed gaze, [Broken Light] floated in mid-air, like a wise but playful child, circling around Yan Qing.

"Wow... the sword spirit of the Broken Light Sword is so mature!"

"After all, we've nurtured them for so many years~"

Yanqing was even more delighted. Wasn't this like having a like-minded partner?

She reached out her trembling hand, trying to grasp the hilt of the Broken Light Sword, but Broken Light dodged at the last second.

It flew back to Cheng Xiao's side and affectionately nuzzled against his clothes.

"Oh ho, it seems the Broken Light Sword doesn't want to go with you. You're going to be disappointed, Yanqing."

Just as Cheng Xiao said, Yan Qing's face visibly fell into disappointment. Did she not gain the approval of the Broken Light Sword?

Cheng Xiao said calmly at this moment:

"I really don't know anything about maintenance. I used to just use my broken lightsaber to cut vegetables and kill enemies. As for wear and tear, there's absolutely no need to worry about that."

After speaking, Cheng Xiao casually used the power of the [Horse] talisman on the Broken Light Sword. White light covered the sword, and in an instant, the Broken Light Sword was brand new, as if it had just been forged.

"Well, that's it. I don't need to learn maintenance or anything like that."

Yanqing's eyes widened, and she was speechless for a moment.

Cheng Xiao shook his head, turned around and continued to loosen the soil with his sword, being careful not to damage the roots of the vegetables.

Now Yanqing understood why the Broken Light Sword was always bright and new; it was the power of his grandmaster uncle.

Even knowing the reason, Yanqing's heart still ached when she saw the sword being used for farm work, and she dared not look at it with her naked eye.

Cheng Xiao suddenly said with a wicked grin:

"It seems the Broken Light Sword prefers my restorative power to any so-called maintenance~ It's already taken my shape, you know, it can't live without me~"

"Little Yanqing, just watch how your grand-uncle unleashes the Light-Breaking Sword!"

Yanqing: "No!!!"

Yanqing, now a helpless collector, could only watch as the treasure was ravaged by his respected elders, while the treasure seemed to be enjoying it.

Yanqing's world has collapsed.

Inside the Shence Mansion, Jing Yuan sneezed.

"Strange, something feels off. Could it be that something happened to Yanqing?"

"That shouldn't be the case. With Uncle-Master's abilities, what could possibly happen to Yanqing?"

Jing Yuan pondered for a moment, then patted his forehead:

"Forget it, let's not worry unnecessarily. As long as Uncle-Master doesn't get into some fun with Xiao Ha, Yanqing will be fine."