Chapter 89: Chu Huaixu Attacks Han Shuangjiang
As night deepened, Chu Huaixu, having worked all day, went straight to sleep without meditating. The big ice block next door, however, was diligently practicing, feeling the pressure from the sly fox.
The next morning, they sat at the table, eating together.
“Little Xu is really strange. So many days have passed, and he still hasn’t come out of the Secret Realm,” Chu Huaixu said.
“Are the rations you brought him enough?” Han Shuangjiang frowned slightly, unsure if this sly fox was reliable.
As expected, she soon heard his reply.
“What are you thinking about? If he eats sparingly, it’ll definitely be enough!”
Han Shuangjiang: “. ”
She watched him eat with great appetite and felt a little speechless.
What did he mean, “If he eats sparingly, it’ll definitely be enough”?
Had Junior Brother Xu starved to death at the bottom of the cold pond?
Han Shuangjiang had a sense of distance but was kind-hearted. Although she wasn’t close to Xu Ziqing, she still said to Chu Huaixu, “Why don’t you go see him today and bring him some more food?”
“I’m definitely going today. No need to bring food, I need to call him back.” He said, gulping down black rice porridge, “Little Xu is also a cultivation fanatic. I don’t know if he’s come out for some air and rest. Today, he must come back to wash my clothes and shoes!”
Han Shuangjiang wanted to roll her eyes at this Master Chu. However, even though she was quite a good homemaker, she didn’t offer to help him wash. She felt that would make her a true virtuous wife!
Chu Huaixu put down his large bowl and suggested, “Let’s rest after eating. Both of us obtained our Natal Spirit Artifacts yesterday. How about we spar later?”
This stumped the big ice block. Strictly speaking, since she had come to the mountain, she had never sparred with anyone. Unlike Chu Huaixu, who had been fighting enthusiastically with Liu Chenggong.
“But I haven’t learned sword techniques yet,” she replied earnestly.
“It’s fine, just swing it randomly. Don’t you want to properly experience the Partridge Heaven?” He began to entice her again. After studying the effects of the sword sheath, Calming the Wind and Waves, last night, he had decided to “hit women” today. Han Shuangjiang and the Partridge Heaven were the perfect test subjects!
The big ice block was quite moved by his words, but still said, “I really don’t know how to spar, so I can only accompany you to practice half-heartedly.”
“No problem, no problem,” Chu Huaixu grinned.
After the meal, the maiden went to wash the dishes and clean up as usual. Chu Huaixu sat on a wooden stake in the courtyard, holding a sword sheath, looking up at the cloudless sky, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere. It was autumn, but not yet cold, only feeling crisp. A gust of wind blew, causing the tassels on the black bead of the sword sheath he held to flutter. He mused that holding a real sword in the autumn wind would indeed look rather elegant and dashing. Unfortunately, holding an empty sword sheath looked a bit odd.
After a while, Han Shuangjiang slowly walked over, holding the Partridge Heaven. Since they were sparring, she had even tied up her three thousand strands of black hair. The cold-faced maiden with her hair tied up actually looked more commanding, her aura even colder. Holding a long sword, she even had a certain heroic air.
Chu Huaixu got up from the wooden stake. Looking at the big ice block, who appeared young but exuded a mature aura, he suddenly felt playful. He asked, “Tell me… between the two of us, should you be the senior sister, or should I be the senior brother?”
This question truly stumped her. Han Shuangjiang had never thought about it. Usually, she just called him Chu Huaixu, and in her heart, she occasionally called him the sly fox. But as fellow disciples, there was definitely an order.
Chu Huaixu spoke to himself, “Logically speaking, that night at Biyouping below Wumeng Mountain, when we encountered the Sixth Elder in the rain, you arrived before me.”
“After entering the sect, you probably reached the Meridian-Opening Stage before me.”
“You also reached the First Realm before me.”
“If we count it like this, perhaps I really should call you Senior Sister Han?” He said with a smile. But for some reason, the big ice block felt he had ill intentions, causing her brows to furrow slightly.
Chu Huaixu’s idea was simple: he could call her senior sister when he wanted to bully her, when he wanted to latch onto her, or even more so when he wanted to freeload opportunities… He was purely operating on a “male manipulator” mentality. But normally, he would never call her that; it would always be “big ice block.” Just like now, as he was about to bully her, he cupped his hands and said, “Senior Sister, please impart your guidance.”
“Annoying!” The cold-faced maiden snorted, finding him truly bothersome. She held her spirit sword horizontally in front of her, her left hand holding the sheath and her right hand gripping the hilt, preparing to draw the sword.
Chu Huaixu, holding the sword sheath with both hands, watched her with a playful smile. Han Shuangjiang found him even more annoying, “Are you laughing because I don’t know how to wield a sword?” Feeling a little angry, she began to draw her sword.
“Huh?” She gripped the hilt tightly, but couldn’t pull the sword out, as if the Partridge Heaven was beyond her control! This involuntarily reminded her of the scenes on Hidden Spirit Mountain, and how much the sword favored Chu Huaixu. That strange emotion resurfaced in her heart.
“What did you do to it?” the big ice block said furiously, her voice tinged with shame and anger. The autumn wind blew, bringing a refreshing coolness.
Chu Huaixu hadn’t expected the maiden to get angry. “It seems you can’t pull it out with brute force, you need to use Spiritual Power,” Chu Huaixu said. The cold-faced maiden frowned and looked at him, but complied. As soon as she circulated the Spiritual Power within her body and pulled the sword again, it indeed slid out of the sheath!
“Why?” she asked. Chu Huaixu stood in the wind, his arms crossed, holding the sword sheath, and said calmly, “Because you and it were suppressed by me.” Upon hearing this, the big ice block immediately looked down at the sword in her hand.
“Suppressed?”
“Yes.” Chu Huaixu continued calmly, “If you only rely on brute force, you probably wouldn’t even be able to draw it out.” He changed his tone and began to console her. “But you don’t need to be too modest. For someone of the same cultivation level as you, if they were holding a low-grade spirit sword, circulating Spiritual Power would still be quite difficult.”
Han Shuangjiang listened to his words, looking at him standing motionless in the wind, and thought: “He has already reached this level?” Seeing that she was indeed stunned, Chu Huaixu was immediately satisfied. He smiled and said, “Come, Senior Sister, let’s spar!”
“Don’t call me Senior Sister!” The big ice block felt increasingly uncomfortable the more she heard it, sensing a playful tone in his voice. She thrust the Partridge Heaven forward, and a wave of chilling air assailed them. As the sword tip thrust forward, a few ice crystals formed in the air! However, they quickly melted. As she unleashed this sword strike, Han Shuangjiang clearly felt her movements were somewhat sluggish, and her speed had slowed down. She had obtained a treasure yesterday and must have been overjoyed, privately practicing her sword in her room with great satisfaction. However, the current sensation was vastly different from last night.
“Is it suppression again?” she thought, displeased. With her competitive nature, she disliked being suppressed. Han Shuangjiang fully circulated the Spiritual Power within her body, the cold current intensifying. Wherever the sword passed, a few ice crystals would scatter. Chu Huaixu watched this scene, feeling quite envious. “With such a low cultivation, she can already do this. If she unleashes a sword strike in the future, won’t it be freezing cold?” Damn it, every sword strike of hers came with special effects! Last night, he had also stuffed sword qi into the sheath. However, he wasn’t planning to use it now. For no other reason than he was afraid of hurting the little housekeeper. Although the sword qi only had a 30% damage effect, this damage value was based on Chu Huaixu emptying all his Spiritual Power and channeling it into a single strike. In normal combat, no one would only swing their sword once; if they couldn’t win, they would wait for death. In fact, not many “skills” consumed so much mana. It was like swinging your fist forward; you felt you had used all your strength, but you could still swing the same punch again later. Draining all one’s Spiritual Power was actually considered a life-or-death secret technique. Such secret techniques were quite rare and mostly harmful. Otherwise, wouldn’t everyone just exchange blows and settle it face-to-face? After all, it was either you die or I die. Therefore, the lethality of the sword qi was actually not low; if all seven strands were unleashed, it would be even more astonishing! As the Partridge Heaven drew closer, Chu Huaixu felt the surrounding temperature drop. He slightly shifted his body, retreated half a step, and then raised the sword sheath in his hand to block forward. The sword’s edge flashed across the sheath, emitting a faint blue cold light! Although Calming the Wind and Waves was only made from ten-year-old black wood, and had followed the Dao Ancestor for many years, becoming a Super-grade Spirit Artifact, this single strike left no scratches at all. Conversely, after blocking this strike, the combat-experienced Chu Huaixu felt that Han Shuangjiang was full of openings! He took a large step sideways, his whole body borrowing force to instantly flash behind her. How could she turn around and stab again faster than Chu Huaixu? Looking at the maiden’s back, he almost couldn’t resist using the sword sheath to spank her plump buttocks. The target was too perfect! The Calming the Wind and Waves curved in the air, and the sword sheath lightly, but not heavily, struck her lower back, bumping into her. Han Shuangjiang grunted in pain, likely with redness and swelling on her waist. She turned back in shock, and Chu Huaixu said calmly, “You lost.” The cold-faced maiden looked displeased. She had no experience and had not studied any spells, so she truly didn’t even know how to wield her sword like this. Being competitive, she immediately resolved, “Tomorrow, no, this afternoon, I will go to the Scripture Pavilion to select a sword technique!” This spar made her realize she shouldn’t be solely immersed in the joy of obtaining a treasure. Even with a Super-grade spirit sword, you had to know how to use it! Seeing her tightly pursed lips and frosty expression, Chu Huaixu immediately smiled and said, “What? Senior Sister, you’re not satisfied?” At times like this, he started calling her Senior Sister again. Just as he finished speaking, a rather childish voice came from the heavens. “The Dao Ancestor’s sword sheath is indeed incredibly miraculous.” “Chu Huaixu, why don’t you try sparring with this seat?” Chu Yinyin, a young girl not even 1.5 meters tall, descended from the sky.
(The author is still writing; the second update will be late. You can read it after you wake up.)
