Chapter 2381: The Cold Swordsman and His Innate Sword Spirit 24

Upon learning that the plan was successful, Xing Yan and his friends were so excited that they couldn't express it in words.

"That's great, Second Brother. We will follow you to Tianshan Peak from now on." Xing Yan cheered.

"The spiritual energy of Tianshan Peak must be better than that of Wulai Peak!" Shi Yan smiled innocently.

Xie Qingmo looked at the excited junior brothers and sisters and nodded: "Yeah."

He was about to say something when he suddenly turned to Jinchen beside him.

"Wait." Xie Qingmo's voice returned to its usual clearness. "Jinchen, with your strength and your position in the Sect Master's heart, if you directly ask for an independent peak for me, the Sect Master... may not refuse."

"Why... take such a long detour?"

She even insisted that he pretend to faint and be carried... and the incident became known to everyone.

Jinchen's little thoughts were exposed. Looking at Xie Qingmo's earlobes which were slightly red due to embarrassment, his smile deepened.

She didn't feel guilty and met Xie Qingmo's gaze with confidence, and pulled him into her arms.

"Because I want to hug you."

Xie Qingmo: “…”

"Nonsense."

[The villain's heart rate is detected +5, totaling 51! 】

Jinchen thought to himself, "Xie Qingmo, you really like being hugged by me."

"…How do you know? I didn't tell you."

"You just like it."

-

There is no peak.

The warm sun shines on the stone steps, and the scene should have been quiet and peaceful, but it is broken by the eerie atmosphere that permeates the courtyard.

Yun Che leaned against the bamboo couch under the corridor, looking more haggard than before. His originally clear eyes were now cloudy and dull, covered with lingering laziness and confusion.

The spiritual energy on his body was so thin that it was almost imperceptible, as if he was a gorgeous shell that had been hollowed out.

He no longer practiced and no longer dealt with the affairs of the peak. He just lazily leaned beside Liu Qingcheng all day long.

Liu Qingcheng, on the other hand, was radiant, his cultivation in the late Jindan stage was stable, and there was even a tendency for him to make further progress.

He leaned against Yun Che’s side, his fingers occasionally twisting Yun Che’s drooping hair, a satisfied and complacent smile on the corner of his lips.

The sunlight fell on him, revealing an indescribable weirdness.

This was the scene Xie Qingmo and his group saw as soon as they stepped into the courtyard.

Yun Che raised his eyelids, and his cloudy gaze rested on Xie Qingmo for a moment, "Qingmo... is back."

His voice was hoarse. "Qingcheng... got a new spiritual plant today. The spiritual energy is quite pure... Look..."

He tried to point to the softly glowing plant on the stone table next to him, but his movements seemed feeble. "Fellow disciples should... be harmonious and friendly. Can you accept Qingcheng today?"

Yun Che seemed to have completely forgotten the previous conflict, and could not see the complexity and pain on the faces of his fellow disciples and sisters. He was only obsessed with getting Xie Qingmo to accept Liu Qingcheng.

"Second Senior Brother..." Liu Qingcheng also shouted.

Xie Qingmo glanced at Liu Qingcheng calmly, without a trace of emotion in his cold eyes.

"You are right. We should not exclude each other from our fellow disciples."

As soon as Yun Che showed a relieved smile on his face, Liu Qingcheng also quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

However, the next second, Xie Qingmo slightly turned sideways and asked, "Xing Yan, have you packed up?"

"Okay, Second Brother!"

“Everything is packed!”

"You can leave anytime!"

Xing Yan and the other two were seen walking out of their respective rooms, each carrying a bulging storage bag on their back and holding a few packages of daily necessities in their hands.

Yun Che was at a loss, "What are you going to do?"

Liu Qingcheng stood up suddenly, "Where are you going?!"

Xie Qingmo looked directly at Yun Che, "Since Senior Brother said that fellow disciples should not be excluded, then now you and Liu Qingcheng are the real fellow disciples."

"From today on, I, Xie Qingmo, along with Xingyan, Shiyan, and Lanyi, will withdraw from Lingxu Zhenren's school and will no longer be disciples of Wulai Peak."

"what?!"

Yun Che felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His cloudy eyes suddenly widened and he stood up from the bamboo couch abruptly.

His body swayed, and Liu Qingcheng quickly supported him so that he did not fall.

He looked at Xie Qingmo in disbelief, then at the three Xing Yans who were standing beside him with equally determined expressions, "Quit the sect? You...you..."

The four of them all clasped their fists and bowed to Yun Che, performing the final ceremony of fellow disciples.

"Big Brother... take care."

Yun Che watched Xie Qingmo turn around, and his cold and white back walked towards the courtyard gate with determination.

Watching Xing Yan, Shi Yan and Lan Yi follow without hesitation and never look back.

Their backs gradually faded away in the warm sunshine.

In Yun Che’s mind, which was as muddled as paste, a trace of clarity briefly emerged.

Countless blurry but warm images flashed by like fragments.

It was when they were young in the back mountain of Wulai Peak. Xie Qingmo was waving the wooden sword clumsily, with a stern face, helping them correct their posture in a serious manner.

It was the first time he encountered danger when going down the mountain for training. He risked his life to protect Xing Yan and Shi Yan, while Xie Qingmo calmly arranged the formation and covered their rear.

It was the timid look on Lan Yi's face when she first joined the sect, and it was him, the eldest senior brother, who personally put the sect's jade token on her.

It was countless mornings of practicing swords together, countless nights of discussing the Dao around the fire...

It is the friendship between fellow students and the affection between brothers.

Confusion and loss, like an icy tide, instantly drowned Yun Che's heart, which had been eaten away by thousands of holes.

He subconsciously staggered forward, his skinny fingers stretched out in vain towards the empty courtyard gate, his lips moving as if he wanted to shout something.

However, Liu Qingcheng keenly sensed Yun Che's trance and hesitation.

Alarm bells rang in his heart, and he immediately snuggled closer to Yun Che's arms like a weak and boneless dodder, burying his face in his chest, his voice thick with tears.

"Big Brother... they've all left... they don't want me anymore. From now on... from now on, there will only be you and Master in Qingcheng."

The warm tears soaked Yun Che’s thin clothes, and the soft body pressed against him, instantly destroying the brief clarity that emerged in Yun Che’s mind.

The confusion and loss in his eyes faded away, and were replaced by turbid obsession and a morbid sense of being needed.

He lowered his head and looked at Liu Qingcheng, who was crying in his arms, with a twisted look of pity and satisfaction on his face.

He raised his equally skinny hand and gently patted Liu Qingcheng's back as if he was soothing a rare treasure, his voice hoarse and gentle.

"Don't cry... Qingcheng, don't be afraid. Senior Brother is here, and he will always be with you..."

He hugged Liu Qingcheng tightly, as if he was holding the only world he had left.