Chapter Eighteen: Tuoba Xiu's Parting Words

  Early in the morning, tiny rays of light pass through the window and scatter into the room, forming a dense pattern, with some even extending directly onto the bed.

  "Hmm..."

  Feeling the heat rising from the soles of his feet, Ling Qingyan rolled over on the bed and slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes. "I didn't think the sunlight would shine through the window onto the bed, looks like it's not early anymore."

  He easily put on the short boots placed beside his bed, and after slightly adjusting his clothes, Ling Qingyan opened the door. Looking at the breakfast still emitting heat on the stone table by the courtyard, Ling Qingyan smiled - the treatment of an inner sect disciple was indeed good. If he were an outer sect disciple, he would have to gather in the large dining hall to eat together.

  Ling Qingyan walked to the stone table, picked up a cup of water that had been prepared in advance, poured it into his mouth, and rinsed several times before spitting it out among the flowers. After rinsing his mouth, Ling Qingyan took a wet towel from the wooden plate beside him and wiped his face, then began eating breakfast. The wind rolled away the clouds, and Ling Qingyan's eating speed was completely inconsistent with his age - in just a few minutes, he had finished off the three dishes, one soup, and a large bowl of white rice on the stone table.

  He patted his belly and couldn't help but sigh, "The meals of the Tianjian Sect are no different from those made by the special chefs invited to my Ling family."

  He stood up and stretched his limbs, then suddenly flashed to the other side of the lawn and sat down. At this time, he was stroking a dark bronze ring on his left middle finger with his right hand, his tone full of uncertainty, "If it weren't for this 'Bainaxin' really existing, I would have thought that everything that happened yesterday was just a dream."

  With a flicker of his mind, Ling Qingyan's left hand turned over and a dark long sword suddenly appeared between his palms. The ancient patterns on the sword were extremely artistic. Yesterday, when he first got the Bai Na ring, after recognizing its master, Ling Qingyan vaguely knew how to use it, which was very strange.

  Looking at the long sword in his hand, Ling Qingyan's ears once again heard Taobao Xiuzhi's tired tone from yesterday, "From now on, take good care of this 'Youming'. Today, I'm tired, you can leave. What I want to say next, after you go back and merge your spiritual consciousness into this 'Youming', you will understand..."

  Ling Qingyan naturally knew that everything Tuoba Xiuyu did yesterday was for himself, whom he had just met. A hint of emotion floated in his eyes, and his heart trembled slightly as he looked at the dark long sword in his hand and said softly: "Big brother, thank you."

  "This sword, what material is it made of? I hold it in my hand and only feel a chill that pierces the heart, followed by a refreshing clarity in my mind," Ling Qingyan looked at the dark long sword in his hand with doubt. Previously, in that scorching red space, when he was in front of this unfinished long sword, due to the temperature difference, he faintly felt a chill emanating from it. But now, after leaving that scorching space, Ling Qingyan couldn't feel any chill coming from the dark long sword at all, only a slight coldness that seemed to penetrate his heart when he grasped it."

  "Big brother said that this sword is called 'Yu Ming'," Ling Qingyan seemed to have thought of something, and smiled slightly. "This name is quite fitting. Also, yesterday big brother said he had something else to say to himself, but it seems because he was too tired, the words he wanted to say were left in this 'Yu Ming', letting him use his spiritual awareness to perceive..."

  No more thinking, Ling Qingyan's consciousness sea was slightly fluctuating, and his spiritual awareness had already extended out, directly wrapping around the tightly held Yōu Míng long sword in his left hand. The moment his consciousness touched the Yōu Míng long sword, a "puff" sound echoed through the consciousness sea, followed by a slow speech that reverberated in Ling Qingyan's consciousness sea...

  "Brother, I've been exerting myself to forge this 'Netherworld' sword today and need to rest for a while. The material used to forge the Netherworld longsword was something I occasionally obtained, and after researching it for many years, I still didn't know what it was. Who would have thought that accelerating the forging process would cause me to lose strength to this extent? It seems I've been too impulsive."

  After this sentence echoed in her mind, Ling Qingyan's slightly immature face was stunned for a moment, and then her eyes closed tightly, her expression trembling. "Indeed, big brother was exhausted like that because he forged the 'Youming' for me. At that time, we had only known each other for half a day, but big brother treated me like that. How can I repay him!"

  Deeply moved in his heart, Ling Qingyan continued to feel the words transmitted from the sea of consciousness.

  "Many things Big Brother didn't have time to say, so he used a secret method to merge the words I wanted to say into this 'Ghostly' sword using his spiritual awareness. As long as your spiritual awareness merges with it, you can trigger the remaining spiritual awareness I left behind and hear the words I left behind. What I'm about to say next may seem unbelievable to you, but Brother, you must do what Big Brother says, if you believe in Big Brother..."

  Upon hearing Tuoba Xiuyi's words, Ling Qingyan's mouth curled up into a bitter smile, his heart feeling gloomy. "Big brother, although we've only known each other for a short time, everything you've done for me has made it impossible for me to repay you. What you said, how could I not believe?"

  "Haha! Perhaps, it's just big brother overthinking. Brother, the reason I wanted to temper that '幽冥' sword and give it to you before you leave is because I can sense that it has a subtle resonance with the blood slaughter power of your innate Totem '煞血蟒'. As I mentioned earlier, the fusion of spiritual awareness and innate Totems, but your spiritual awareness only merged with your '煞血蟒' Totem by 30%..."

  "If you want to fully merge your spiritual consciousness with the 'BLOOD PYTHON TOTEM', you must use this 'YIN MING' as a medium to achieve the fusion. Big Brother has also studied the innate totem for many years and is confident in this regard! That's why I'm giving you this 'YIN MING'. From today on, you will completely stop cultivating your true power and focus on practicing the highest secret manual of the Heavenly Sword Sect, the 'HEAVENLY SWORD NINE FORMS'..."

  Ling Qingyan was taken aback upon hearing this, and his cultivation of true energy came to a halt. He immediately changed his mind, let out a breath, and thought, "No wonder big brother said I would find it unbelievable earlier - so that's what he meant. However, since big brother said it, it must be absolutely right; big brother wouldn't harm me."

  "Haha, scared you, didn't I? Stopping your true power cultivation, ordinary people absolutely don't have the courage to do that. Big brother is here, just giving you a little advice, that true power cultivation, for you right now, is completely a waste of your time! As for why, next time you see big brother, he'll explain it all to you one by one. Anyway, remember, big brother absolutely won't harm you. Although we've only known each other for half a day, somehow, in my heart, I already truly consider you as a brother... perhaps this is because I was too arrogant in the past..."

  When Ling Qingyan heard Tuoba Xiuyu's heartfelt words, his heart felt warm, and he was even more grateful to this elder brother.

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