Chapter 107: Yue Ling and Chi Jiuyu

There's a saying that goes, those who know the times are the true heroes.

Yue Ling considered herself a hero.

Bie Xuening stared at her for a while, just when Yue Ling was getting a little nervous.

"I won't bother with you this time."

After all, she'd thrown her in here as a processor for over a thousand years, so she'd let her off this once.

"Thank you, Master!" Yue Ling beamed, scrambling to her feet at once.

Then she trotted over to Bie Xuening's side.

Xu Xing opened his hand, and the crimson longsword transformed into a streak of red light that landed on the ground; amid the blazing glow, a tall, graceful figure appeared.

Dressed in red, her attire similar in style to Bie Xuening's, even her looks bearing a two-part resemblance to hers, with red eyeshadow around her eyes, she looked altogether a touch more "sharp."

Her long hair fell to her ankles, and her face held little expression.

"My lord, Sword Sovereign." Yue Ying bowed respectfully.

"My thanks for your trouble, Yue Ying."

Yue Ying gave a slight nod: "I obey my lord's command."

Then she turned, raised her hand, and pressed it lightly against the crystalline trunk. A vivid red bloomed from where her palm rested, then swiftly spread outward.

Yue Ling stood beside Bie Xuening, eyes wide.

"Sister Yue Ying's gotten even more amazing," she muttered under her breath.

In less than a minute, the once crystalline trunk, white as jade, was stained a deep red.

The cold, moon-halo-like white glow was replaced by a blood-red radiance.

Seen from afar, the whole tree looked as if carved from a single massive piece of blood jade, and the threads of spiritual light connecting to its branches and leaves turned red along with it.

Yue Ying withdrew her hand, streams of data seeming to flash through her eyes, and she turned around.

"Reporting to my lord, the link has been successfully established."

This was the Xiang Jianzong Battle Net, essentially the Xiang Jianzong's internal network.

Its functions were to maintain virtual Illusory Realms, issue missions and distribute mission rewards, receive messages transmitted from the starry sky, and so on.

The Spirit Net was fine, but it didn't extend to the distant star domains.

But the Battle Net, with the Ancestral Sword as its core, was different—no matter how distant the star domain, it could reach it.

Moreover, only a treasure of the Ancestral Sword's caliber could process information as vast as an ocean.

"How is it? Any discomfort?" Xu Xing asked.

Yue Ying closed her eyes to sense, then quickly opened them again. "My lord may rest easy, I feel no discomfort whatsoever."

Then she transformed once more into a streak of red light and fell back into Xu Xing's hand.

"Why doesn't Sister Yue Ying have to stay inside?" Yue Ling asked, a touch sour.

"What do you think."

The voice at her ear made Yue Ling shiver, and she cautiously turned her head to look at her master.

Seeing that Bie Xuening didn't seem to be angry, she relaxed.

After a pause.

"Master! I want to go meet your disciple!"

"Mm?"

"You rarely take a disciple, I'm curious!" Yue Ling declared, full of righteous conviction.

As her master's natal sword, what was wrong with her caring about her master's disciple? And while she was still inside the tree, she'd already discovered that the disciple her master had taken—Chi Jiuyu—was very interesting.

Her intuition told her she'd get along splendidly with Chi Jiuyu! "Don't worry, Master, I won't cause trouble this time!"

To put her master's mind at ease, she added another line.

"... Go on, then."

She'd kept her cooped up for so many years, might as well let her stretch her wings a bit.

"Yay!" Yue Ling leapt up, transformed into her true longsword form, and like a meteor shot out of the Sword Sovereign's grand hall in the blink of an eye.

Bie Xuening: "..."

Why were her junior brother's sword and disciple so proper, while her own sword and that unfilial disciple were so utterly bizarre.

Inside the cave dwelling, Chi Jiuyu sat barefoot before a massive screen, a game controller in hand.

She was playing the hottest 3D fighting game of the moment—one only cultivators at Golden Core Stage or above could play.

After all, if your realm was too low, your hand speed couldn't keep up; you couldn't even clear the tutorial! After an intense bout, Chi Jiuyu's fingers were a blur, and both her character and her opponent's were left with only a sliver of health.

The final strike! Chi Jiuyu's character thrust her sword straight forward.

But the opponent's skill had finished cooling down, so they created distance and fired a spiritual energy bullet.

Bang! The last sliver of health vanished, and two big "Defeat" characters appeared on screen.

"Shit!"

Chi Jiuyu was so angry she nearly smashed the controller.

The opponent was definitely Soul Transformation!

Otherwise, there was no way they could have such fast hand speed.

Noob! Just because your realm's higher, huh? Once I'm Soul Transformation too, I'll absolutely wreck you! "Tsk tsk! You play like a real noob!"

A voice suddenly came from behind, and Chi Jiuyu, still wallowing in frustration, gave a violent start and whipped her head around.

There stood a little lolita under a meter tall, hair in a bun, who had somehow appeared behind her, her red eyes fixed on the screen.

Hm? "Whose kid is this?!" burst out of her mouth.

Bang! Chi Jiu Yu felt a sharp pain on her forehead.

"How dare you! I am the Sword of the Sword Sovereign's Lifesoul—Yue Ling! As the Sword Sovereign's disciple, you must address me as Lord Yue Ling!"

Yue Ling stood with her hands behind her back, expression stern.

"Huh?" Chi Jiu Yu clutched her forehead. "How do you prove you're my master's sword? Intruding into a Xiang Jianzong disciple's quarters violates Xiang Jianzong rules—I'll report you to Silutang!"

Chi Jiu Yu wouldn't be so easily fooled.

Yue Ling's heart lurched—if the master found out she'd caused trouble at Silutang right after emerging, it would be disastrous.

She immediately reached out, slamming Chi Jiu Yu back onto the ground and growling, "Dare you? If you go to Silutang, I'll tell the master you tagged her as 'Little Yellow Duck Sword Sovereign' in your fourth alt account!"

Chi Jiu Yu froze, then thrashed violently.

"How the hell did you know that?! You're the Ancestral Sword—you're spying on disciples' private affairs!"

Her fourth alt account had never been used within the Xiang Jianzong.

Actually, Chi Jiu Yu had known from the start this child was the Ancestral Sword—who in the Xiang Jianzong would dare impersonate the Sword Sovereign's Lifesoul Sword? "You're the master's disciple, so of course I must show you special care."

"That's not care—that's a joke! You never gave me extra Contribution Points when you handed them out!"

Though Yue Ling was only half Chi Jiu Yu's height, she pinned her down with one hand, leaving her utterly immobile.

The gap between them was simply too vast.

Chi Jiu Yu felt deeply humiliated.

She, Chi Jiu Yu, the top young cultivator of the Xian Sect, had been beaten senseless by her senior sister's Sword Intent spirit form upon returning.

Now she was pinned to the ground like a dead fish by this childlike Ancestral Sword.

If anyone saw this scene, her lifelong reputation would be ruined!

The two bickered back and forth for a while.

But as they argued, their voices grew quieter.

They both realized one problem.

This… was the Xiang Jianzong!

Had the master (the owner) just heard their argument? Third chapter, please subscribe (End of Chapter)