Chapter 2377: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 20
"Ow."
A pink head popped out from Xie Qingmo's sleeve.
The little pink ball seemed to be awakened by the noise. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and looked around curiously.
It soon discovered the Chen Sword lying on the bluestone. Its round eyes lit up, and it crawled over with its short legs, stretching out its pink little paws as if wanting to touch the cold sword.
"No." Xie Qingmo's fingertips pressed down its little head in time.
The little pink ball retracted its claws in grievance and lay obediently beside Xie Qingmo's legs.
Xie Qingmo's gaze fell on Chen Jian.
He reached out his hand, trying to pick it up and put it in a more convenient position.
...didn’t pick it up.
The Chen sword seemed to be integrated with the bluestone beneath it, and no matter how hard Xie Qingmo tried, he could not shake it at all.
There is no sword master who cannot lift his own sword.
Xie Qingmo: “…”
He looked at the angry sword in silence and shook his head helplessly.
Well, just let it stay there.
Xie Qingmo closed his eyes again, tried to concentrate, and began to circulate the Qi in his body.
Time passes quietly in the silent retreat cliff.
One day, two days, three days...
Jinchen never showed up.
There is no noisy voice in my ears, and no figure that will come close to me at any time.
When Xie Qingmo was meditating, or even just staring at the cliff in a daze, an unprecedented sense of loneliness quietly wrapped around his heart like a vine.
The slight shame and subtle awkwardness that followed were replaced by the discomfort of being alone in the silence.
I got used to having a lively presence around me, and when I suddenly lost it, I realized that the noise had been engraved in my bones.
He finally couldn't help it, and his fingertips gently brushed the cold scabbard, his tone soft and light.
"Jinchen."
Chen Jian remained motionless and showed no reaction.
Xie Qingmo pursed his lips, hesitated for a moment, then reached out and picked up the Chen Sword.
This time, the sword was no longer heavy and resisted.
He placed the sword horizontally on his knees and slowly stroked the cold sword spine with his fingertips in an almost clumsy way of soothing it.
"Jinchen..."
The Chen sword on his knee vibrated very slightly, with a very small amplitude, but it was clearly transmitted to Xie Qingmo's palm.
Immediately afterwards, Jinchen's voice appeared in his sea of consciousness.
"What are you doing? I won't come out if you're angry with me."
Hearing the familiar voice, the heavy stone hanging in Xie Qingmo's heart inexplicably fell down.
He stroked the hilt of the sword and responded in his mind with a gentle voice, "I'm not angry..."
"What is that?" Jinchen asked.
Xie Qingmo was speechless.
What is it? Is it shame or... the uncontrollable palpitations brought about by the out-of-control intimacy.
He pursed his lips, his ears flushed uncontrollably again, and his eyes were fixed on the ground in front of him in panic.
Jin Chen in his sea of consciousness seemed to have sensed the embarrassment behind his silence, and teased, "I'm sorry."
Xie Qingmo closed his eyes, his thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and nodded very lightly.
"……Um."
The voice in the sea of consciousness disappeared.
The next moment, light and shadow gathered in front of him, and the young man in black clothes and black hair appeared in front of Xie Qingmo again.
Jinchen stared at Xie Qingmo without blinking, tilted his head and raised his eyebrows slightly.
It was quiet in the cave.
Jinchen's gaze slowly moved down and landed on Xie Qingmo's slightly open collar. There were clearly visible red marks on that fair skin.
He stretched out his hand and touched the mark very gently with his cool fingertips.
"Then do you hate me?" Jinchen asked knowingly.
Xie Qingmo raised his eyes and met Jinchen's.
"it's OK."
He was just a little at a loss.
How did it develop to this point?
But when Jinchen hugged him again, Xie Qingmo still couldn't bring himself to refuse, and his heart was in a mess.
So Xie Qingmo was kissed secretly again.
His lips felt hot, "...Jin." Before he could finish his words, he saw Jinchen's eyes full of grievance and forced himself to hold back his words.
A smile flashed across Jinchen's eyes. He put his arm around his slender waist and held him tighter.
“Xie Qingmo, you blushed, you like it too.”
"……Shut up."
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At Wulai Peak, the stone door of the retreat cave suddenly opened.
The clear spiritual energy poured out, and a white figure walked out slowly.
Xie Qingmo's aura was harmonious and restrained, and a glow was faintly visible. The barrier of the late Jindan stage had been broken, and there was only a thin barrier like a cicada's wing between him and the Nascent Soul stage.
Although he has not yet fully advanced to the Nascent Soul stage, he is already far superior to the state before his retreat.
Outside the cave, Xing Yan and several other junior brothers and sisters had been waiting for a long time, with genuine joy on their faces.
"Congratulations, Second Brother, for breaking through the barrier!" The three congratulated in unison.
Xie Qingmo nodded slightly and glanced at everyone.
Xing Yan took a step forward and whispered, "Second Senior Brother, Senior Senior Brother... is at the Cliff of Repentance."
Jin Chen sneered, "Is there something fishy going on in the Cliff of Repentance? I have to be accompanied by someone when I am punished."
"Why? Are you worried that he will be lonely or hungry or cold? The rules of your Tianyan Sect are quite novel."
Lan Yi twisted her fingers nervously, "Master Sword Spirit, you don't know... I heard that Junior Brother got a great opportunity when he was facing the wall at the Cliff of Regret."
"In his dream, he met an immortal who touched his head and taught him supreme magic. His cultivation improved by leaps and bounds..." Her tone was filled with confusion and a hint of uneasiness. "Everyone says... his affinity with the immortal is so deep that it's terrifying."
Xie Qingmo: “…”
Jinchen: "..."
He looked up at the sky, his eyebrows slightly raised.
Ling Gungun leaned on his shoulder and said, "Something is wrong, host. It seems that the protagonist is going to act up again."
[Let me see...] Ling was flipping through the plot.
As if to confirm Lan Yi's words, within three days, a shocking piece of news spread throughout the Tianyan Sect:
Liu Qingcheng, who was confined to the cliff for punishment, unexpectedly broke through several levels in a short period of time.
From the original middle stage of Qi Refining, he was promoted directly to the late stage of Golden Core with unstoppable force.
The speed of his breakthrough and the stability of his realm are simply horrifying.
Along with this, he once again claimed that in his dream, an immortal touched his head and taught him the true meaning of the Tao.
Such a miracle completely shook the sect master's previous judgment.
True Man Lingxu already had sympathy for Liu Qingcheng, and on the grounds that this was a heaven-sent opportunity that could not be delayed, he went to the Cliff of Repentance in person, regardless of the objections of the Law Enforcement Hall, and made an exception to lift Liu Qingcheng's three-year confinement punishment ahead of schedule and took him out.
