I, a minor character, fell into the Shura field of the heroine and the villain

Nowadays, many sword techniques in the world that involve cutting off emotions can be traced back to their origins, and many of them are derived from the sword art practiced by the old sword god.

So she concluded that with this sword, she would be able to deduce the complete sword technique.

However, after obtaining the Qingni Sword, she always felt empty in her heart, as if something was missing.

She didn't want to think about what was missing. She wanted to practice the Merciless Sword, so why should she think so much?

Lan Ruoyu felt a piercing pain in her hand as she held the Qingni Sword, but she ignored it.

Maybe she was so used to the pain that she didn't care about it at all.

But now they seemed like complete strangers, which made her feel very uncomfortable.

But she shouldn't feel bad for him.

So contradictory.

Even with such a conflicted emotion, she couldn't help but shed tears.

Seeing Lan Ruoyu crying again, Xiaotu took out a handkerchief and wiped her tears: "Sister Lan, don't cry, if you cry..."

"I want to cry too, woooo~~"

After hearing what Rabbit Lady said, Lan Ruoyu immediately stopped crying.

Yeah, how could she be so emotional.

It shouldn't be like this, and it can't be like this anymore.

She practices the ruthless sword art.

How can you talk about revenge when you are so weak?

Thinking of this, Lan Ruoyu's eyes became firm.

"Let's go." She looked into the distance.

……

"Master, the scabbard is still there..."

As Luo Xueqing finished speaking, Zhao Kangping also noticed the scabbard emitting a green halo.

The sky-blue, gold-rimmed scabbard exudes a powerful sword aura. If touched by someone other than its recognized master, it will be met with a strong repulsion. Getting too close could result in injury, or even death.

However, Luo Xueqing did not sense any dangerous aura from it, but instead felt a sense of familiarity.

This reminded her of the female ghost who appeared inexplicably and disappeared inexplicably.

She had no idea why the female ghost showed kindness to her. She seemed to want to express something, but in the end she didn't say a complete sentence.

"This scabbard is also a magical weapon, and its grade is not low. It is probably at least the level of the eighth-grade mid-grade or above, which means it can be used by at least the Mahayana stage."

"It seems to be able to nourish spirit swords, and it still contains some of the old Sword God's inheritance. You can study the details yourself. Keep it, it will be a great fortune for you."

Zhao Kangping took the scabbard and handed it to Luo Xueqing.

However, Luo Xueqing noticed that Zhao Kangping's hand was holding the scabbard firmly, without any trembling or rebounding, and she was very surprised.

"Eh? Master, are you okay? Didn't you feel anything wrong when you were holding the scabbard?"

"No, what's wrong?"

"Those people were repelled by the scabbard without even touching it, and it seemed as if their hands were in great pain. Could it be that Master is also destined to possess the Qing Ni Sword?"

"It shouldn't be. It might be because I've practiced dual cultivation with you, and I'm imbued with your aura."

"is that true?"

Luo Xueqing always felt that this statement was a bit far-fetched.

However, Zhao Kangping felt that Luo Xueqing was the destined protagonist of this world, and she was the apple of his eye. How could he possibly compete with her for the opportunity?

Besides, he doesn't use the sword anymore, so what's the use of the scabbard?

"Keep it." Zhao Kangping pushed the scabbard towards her again.

Luo Xueqing didn't say anything else and she put away the scabbard.

After things here were finished, the two of them returned to the event venue.

In just a short time, there were actually a lot more people here.

The first people to come forward to meet them were a group of people from the Ye family.

They first congratulated Luo Xueqing.

Because the distance was far, they thought that Luo Xueqing had obtained the Qingni Sword.

Someone also asked her if she had encountered a female ghost.

Before Luo Xueqing could answer, these members of the Ye family started complaining bitterly about how their Ye family was cursed by this female ghost, which had caused the Ye family to decline to this day.

From their perspective, the Ye family was the victim. However, the master and disciple just laughed it off after hearing it.

After listening to their stories, Zhao Kangping also understood one thing: why the female ghost was so weak.

He originally thought that the female ghost had become weaker due to the wear and tear of time because it had been sealed for too long.

However, the main branch of the Ye family has withered, and the children born there do not live long. If it is really due to the curse of the female ghost, then the female ghost must have expended enormous power to influence the Ye family for generations.

When the Ye family learned that the female ghost had been liberated, they were ecstatic.

They even wanted to treat the master and disciple to a banquet, but they declined.

After casually dealing with the Ye family for a few words, they fled.

Not only the Ye family thought that Luo Xueqing had obtained the Qingni Sword, but other geniuses in the venue also thought so.

Many people said compliments to her, not knowing whether they were sincere or not.

"Did you get the Qingni Sword?" Zheng Luqing appeared in front of the two of them. Her eyes were like thorns, piercing Luo Xueqing and making her very uncomfortable.

Luo Xueqing wanted to explain, but Zhao Kangping grabbed her hand and pulled her away from the crowd.

Zhao Kangping didn't stop until they reached a deserted corner. He explained to his disciple, "There's no need to tell them that your master took the Qingni Sword away."

"No one here saw that woman. Some people with cunning minds might think you're lying, but you're just trying to cover up something."

Although Lan Ruoyu had indeed been there, those whose cultivation was not high enough could not detect her.

So he thought they were taking the blame for Lan Ruoyu.

"It might be a little dangerous to go back this time. We have to be careful that someone wants to kill people and steal treasures." Zhao Kangping reminded.

Luo Xueqing nodded and said, "I understand."

The aftermath of the Qingni Sword had not yet subsided, and the guests for the dinner had already begun to enter.

Looking at the increasingly lively venue, Luo Xueqing felt that she should dress up nicely for such a formal occasion.

Although she doesn't like to put on makeup, it is still necessary for her to braid her hair into a beautiful bun.

So she said goodbye to Zhao Kangping and found a maid of Miss Qin, saying that she wanted to get her hair done.

Then the other party said, "Fairy Luo, it's just right, our eldest lady wants to see you."

On the other side, after separating from Luo Xueqing, Zhao Kangping went to look for Wan Baiyi.

There were still more than two hours before the dinner was scheduled to start, but the staff were already setting up the banquet tables.

A variety of delicious food and wine were served on the tables, both ends of the aisle were piled with colorful flowers, and festive lanterns were hung throughout the venue.

Even before the dinner started, you could feel the excitement.

"Have you heard that the sword in the lake was taken by Fairy Luo from the Ziyang Holy Land?"

"What was that sword called?"

"The Qingni Sword is the heavenly-grade spiritual sword that the old Sword God found in an ancient tomb."

"It's a pity that I'm not a sword cultivator, otherwise I would also try to make the sword recognize its master."

"Haha, you're still dreaming of a Heavenly Grade Spiritual Sword even though you look like a jerk?"

Along the way, Zhao Kangping heard a lot of such discussions.

This was not a good thing, as word of this was spreading faster than either of them had imagined.

Zhao Kangping was originally worried whether someone would recognize him as Luo Xueqing's master.

But the reality was cruel. No one approached him to talk to him, and no one followed him secretly.

Then he found Wan Baiyi very easily.

The girl was actually gnawing on a roast chicken from the banquet table in a completely ungraceful manner.

"Bai Yi, why are you here?" He walked towards her with a serious face and whispered, "The dinner hasn't started yet, don't sneak in to eat yet."

After hearing the voice transmission, the girl turned her head and looked at the man.

When he came closer, she handed the roast chicken that had been gnawed several times to Zhao Kangping, regardless of the strange looks from others.

Of course he didn't take it. Looking at her mouth full of oil and her hands covered in grease, he was speechless.

She had taken several bites of the chicken, so it definitely couldn't be put back on the table.

"Eat by yourself, come with me." As he said that, he led the girl out of the banquet venue.

This dinner was not held in Wangxian Tower, but on a vacant lot next to it, where a platform was set up with a large conference hall underneath.

They walked to an empty corner at the edge of the venue.

Wan Baiyi asked with some vigilance: "Did I do something wrong?"

The girl was gnawing on a chicken leg, and her two big watery eyes made her look pitiful and lovable.

The words were on the tip of his tongue, but he didn't know how to start.

It wasn't a big deal, but he was worried that saying something serious would upset the girl. He hesitated for a long time and said, "Okay, okay, next time on such a solemn occasion, don't be the first one to eat before everyone else starts eating."

This seems very uneducated.

There were more words of instruction, but he felt that there was no need to say more, as it would sound like scolding a child.

He looked at the girl's appearance and could not connect her with the word "child".

"Master, a sword just rushed out of the lake and sucked you all in. What happened in there?"

To Zhao Kangping's surprise, she was able to find this place even though it was at least five or six miles away from the center of the lake.

Zhao Kangping didn't think much about it. He briefly recounted what happened between him and Lan Ruoyu in the small space of the Qingni Sword.

"Have you seen your master again?"

It was this woman again. She really didn't like his master. After all, that woman had murderous intentions towards her.

"So what if we meet? We're almost strangers."

"Then isn't the Qingni Sword with you now?" Wan Baiyi said, fluttering her beautiful eyelashes.

Zhao Kangping nodded and said, "Yes, it was my former master who took the sword."

"Master, don't you want that Qingni Sword?"

"I don't want to use a sword anymore, so what's the point of this sword?"

"But you have a very good talent for swordsmanship."

"Haha, is that a compliment? There are many people in the world who are better at swordsmanship than me."

"Master, are you being modest? Have you forgotten how you often danced with swords for me to watch?"

Wan Baiyi was talking about his youth, when he often practiced sword skills in front of the white snake over and over again.

At that time, he practiced sword skills so hard regardless of the weather. His amazing perseverance allowed him to persist for many years without interruption.

Even the White Snake thought he worked very hard.

"So what? I probably won't use a sword again in my life. Do you still want to see me dance with a sword?"

"Yes." The girl said without hesitation.

But Zhao Kangping did not intend to fulfill her wish.

He shook his head and said, "No, I really don't want to use the sword anymore."

No one was looking at them at this time. Wan Baiyi took a few more bites of the chicken, and then she stuffed the rest of the chicken into her mouth and swallowed it in one gulp.