Despite Lu Qiancha’s continuous pushing and shoving, Ling Wanbai insisted on finishing straightening her socks.
“Gu — “
Lu Qiancha made a sound of dissatisfaction. She puffed out her cheeks and looked at the calm Ling Wanbai in front of her. The more she looked, the angrier she became.
‘I’ll kick you!’
The little wolf cub couldn’t help but lift her feet and kick Ling Wanbai several times in a row.
The little grey wolf didn’t dodge or hide, silently taking the consecutive kicks.
She could feel that Lu Qiancha didn’t use much force; the soft little feet landing on her body didn’t feel like anything at all.
Once Lu Qiancha finished venting, Ling Wanbai asked calmly, “Are you going to eat?”
“Hmph, I’m ignoring you.”
Lu Qiancha got out of bed huffily and ran to the dining table.
After eating, Lu Qiancha said, “I’m full. I’m going back to my room.”
“Aren’t we sleeping together today?” It was Xun Xue who asked. Her gentle eyes held a hint of confusion.
Ling Wanbai stood quietly to the side, her grey eyes shifting as her gaze fell on Lu Qiancha. Though she didn’t speak, her silent stare seemed to carry the same question.
Lu Qiancha shook her head, a rare look of seriousness appearing on her small face. “I need to pack my luggage and prepare some pills for the road.”
“I see.” Xun Xue nodded understandingly, a flicker of relief crossing her eyes. She said nothing more.
Returning to her room, which was filled with the faint, fresh scent of herbs, Lu Qiancha briskly organized her bags, carefully putting away several commonly used Returning Essence Pills and potions.
After finishing this, she walked to the window.
Outside, the bright moonlight poured down like liquid silver, painting the courtyard in a tranquil, silver-white hue.
Bathed in the cold moonlight, Lu Qiancha moved her fingertips, and the Moon God Token appeared in her palm, its surface shimmering with a faint light.
It was time to find Huang Hua.
Within Taoyuan Village, the number of spring-edge peach trees she had enlightened and spiritualized had already surpassed 200, and the faith incense and wish power she had accumulated had reached a staggering 8,000 points.
Such an abundant reserve was enough to exchange for some truly powerful life-saving items.
With the trip to Wanghai City ahead and the future uncertain, she had to make full preparations for herself and her Junior Sister.
The light flowed, and space shifted.
Lu Qiancha’s figure appeared within the cold, clear, and ethereal Moon Palace.
She subconsciously turned her gaze toward the dragon throne deep within the palace —
“Eh?”
The dragon throne was empty.
Huang Hua wasn’t there?
Lu Qiancha was slightly stunned.
‘Could it be that Huang Hua snuck down to the mortal realm to play again?’
The words Xun Xue had spoken before flashed through her small head. This Moon Goddess Sovereign did indeed seem to neglect her duties frequently.
Just as the thought arose, Lu Qiancha suddenly felt her body lighten, and her field of vision abruptly rose.
A familiar sense of weightlessness washed over her.
She had been picked up.
Lu Qiancha knew who it was without even turning around. She turned her small head, and her deep blue eyes indeed met a pair of eyes filled with a lazy smile.
“Little one,” Huang Hua’s voice held a hint of teasing, “have you finally remembered… to come find your Sister Huang Hua?”
As she spoke, she carried Lu Qiancha to the side and placed her steadily onto a large chair covered in soft cloud brocade.
With a slight lift of her jade finger, more than ten maids dressed in plain palace attire instantly appeared. They served immortal tea and ling fruit with movements as fluid as flowing water.
“Sister Sovereign, I’ve come to exchange for some things.” Once Lu Qiancha was settled, she spoke concisely, getting straight to the point.
After speaking, she stared at Huang Hua with her bright blue eyes, unblinkingly, silently urging her. ‘Hurry up and take out the bamboo slip.’
“Heh… ” Huang Hua was amused by that blunt and expectant gaze.
She leaned lazily against the armrest of her elegant grand tutor’s chair, her long eyelashes drooping slightly as she sized up the little wolf cub opposite her with great interest. “What do you want?”
“Hmm… ” Lu Qiancha tilted her head in serious thought. Recalling the heart-pounding sensation of riding a sword through the air she had experienced not long ago, her heart burned with excitement.
She clenched her small fists and spoke with a bit of longing, “Do you have any sword-type arts?”
But then, remembering her own pathetic talent for the way of the sword, the little wolf cub quickly added with a bit of a guilty conscience, “It needs to be something simple, preferably something I can learn quickly.”
“A fast-track sword art?”
Huang Hua’s brow arched slightly, and a mischievous smile flashed in her golden eyes. She had far too many of those in her Treasure Vault; they could be said to be piled up like a mountain.
However, those so-called fast-track sword arts were either wicked paths that came at the cost of overdrawing one’s potential and damaging one’s Dao foundation, or they were flashy but impractical toys that would struggle even to chop wood.
There were indeed a few secret treasures of the Heavenly Court that combined speed, power, and a harmless foundation into a peerless sword art.
But Huang Hua didn’t even need to think to know that the faith incense in this little one’s pocket probably wasn’t enough to buy even a trial version.
Furthermore, those were closely guarded secrets of the Heavenly Court. In other words, they were not for sale.
Huang Hua’s red lips parted, preparing to tactfully persuade the little one to choose a more realistic request —
“Sovereign,” the personal maid standing beside her leaned in slightly at that moment, reminding her respectfully in a voice only the two of them could hear, “doesn’t that dusty Hidden Sword Art in your Treasure Vault perfectly match what this little guest is seeking?”
“Oh?” Huang Hua’s lazy expression momentarily froze, and a look of realization flashed in her eyes.
That sword art did indeed seem to have some merit.
Her eyes shifted as her thoughts raced. That sword art did indeed meet the little wolf cub’s requirements.
First, regarding speed: the entry level was extremely simple. As long as one knew how to inject ling power and draw a sword, one could learn it.
Second, regarding power: while it might not destroy heaven and earth, it was at least far superior to others of the same level.
Moreover, it didn’t damage one’s foundation. It was upright and followed the grand, righteous path.
Most importantly, it was very cheap — so cheap that if it weren’t for her own cravings, Huang Hua would have considered giving it to the little one for free just to pass the time.
Cough, the only flaw perhaps lay in its unique core essence — charging.
Hidden Sword, Hidden Sword; the essence lay in the word “hidden.” The sword intent was nurtured within the body.
The longer one charged it, the more earth-shattering its sharp edge would be the moment it was unsheathed.
Given Lu Qiancha’s current strength, if she hid the sword for ten days to half a month before striking, that single strike would have no problem toppling half a mountaintop.
As for how she could hide it for ten days to half a month… and what kind of sword could withstand the ling power storage for that long… don’t ask about those for now.
In short, when used properly, its power was immense and its potential was limitless.
Thus, meeting Lu Qiancha’s longing gaze, Huang Hua spoke with a beaming smile, “Little Qiancha, I truly do have a fast-track sword art suitable for you. However… “
Hearing that intentionally drawn-out tail end, Lu Qiancha couldn’t help but curl her lip. ‘Why do all these people like to keep me in suspense… ‘
“How much faith incense?”
Lu Qiancha asked directly.
“Faith incense is secondary. I can guarantee that you can definitely afford it.”
Huang Hua stood up slightly and stared down at Lu Qiancha. “However, Little Qiancha, can you first finish the story you didn’t finish telling me last time?”