Chapter 697: Endgame 179: Yang Xuan and Qing Qiu become brother and sister!

Brother, don't be afraid. Brother, brother, brother, Xiao Qing protects you.

Qing Qiu's voice trembled.

The voice fell!

Tie Xiongqiong was stunned.

Ah, Lord Lu, this this this...

I don't know how Qing Qiu obtained that part of my sister Tie Xiaoqing's memory.

I really don't know what's going on!

Who did it!

Lu Xuan looked speechless:...

Tie Xiongqiong said nervously, "Lord Lu, why don't I directly awaken your disciple, Qing Qiu?"

Lu Xuan waved his hand, "Forget it. What is meant to be will be."

He recalled a story he had read, called something like 'Sword'.

It was still a tetralogy.

The story is somewhat similar?

But it's not the same either.

Lu Xuan looked at Qing Qiu and Yang Xuan.

Yang Xuan is now completely a mixture of Tie Xiongqiong and obsession and his own obsession; he has no idea that he is Yang Xuan of the Azure Sword Sect.

And Qing Qiu also hasn't awakened.

Crack!

Suddenly, a thunderclap rang out outside the cave, as if the sky were falling and the earth sinking.

Yang Xuan, frightened, hid in Qing Qiu's embrace and burst into tears, "Sister, I'm scared."

Qing Qiu softly comforted, "Brother, don't be afraid."

Lu Xuan looked speechlessly at Tie Xiongqiong, "Really? You were such a coward when you were little."

Tie Xiongqiong didn't hide it, "I've always been a coward, Lord Lu. Until my sister Tie Xiaoqing died for me."

Lu Xuan: "..."

After a while, Yang Xuan fell asleep.

At midnight, Yang Xuan suddenly woke up.

Gurgle.

His stomach growled.

Yang Xuan felt it; his stomach was already hollow from hunger.

At that moment, Qing Qiu took out a steamed bun, smiled, and said, "Brother, eat."

Yang Xuan took the bun, took a bite, and said, "Sister, you eat too."

Qing Qiu had said, "Brother, I already ate during the day—I had several big buns."

Saying this, Qing Qiu deliberately puffed out her belly and said, "Look, my belly is still full."

Yang Xuan believed her.

He ate big mouthfuls.

Really fragrant.

After a while, Yang Xuan suddenly said, "Qing'er, we will definitely leave this world and go find Lord Lu."

Qing Qiu's beautiful eyes blinked, and she said, "Yes. I've heard many things about Lord Lu."

Yang Xuan looked curious and asked, "Qing'er, hurry up and tell."

Qing Qiu showed a reminiscent look and said, "I've heard Lord Lu gives lectures under a big tree."

Yang Xuan asked, "What Dao?"

Qing Qiu thought and said, "I heard people say it's the 'Dao that can be spoken is not the eternal Dao'."

Yang Xuan looked doubtful, his head feeling fuzzy, "What Dao is 'Dao that can be spoken'? What Dao is 'eternal Dao'?"

Qing Qiu pondered, "Brother, maybe it's many Daos. I've heard Lord Lu knows all kinds of Dao. Moreover, he teaches Dao to countless beings for free."

Yang Xuan looked shocked, "Is there really such a good person in the world?"

Qing Qiu continued, "I've heard Lord Lu is very powerful, almost invincible."

Yang Xuan's jaw dropped in shock.

Ah... invincible!

Qing Qiu also said, "But I've heard Lord Lu is not in our world! It's very far from our world. But to change our fate, we must go find him."

"If we could become Lord Lu's disciples, our lives would get better."

"But I've heard Lord Lu seems not to accept disciples."

Yang Xuan coughed once, his face flushed.

Cough cough cough...

"Qing'er, if you go, Lord Lu will surely accept you."

His health has always been poor.

Very weak.

Even after walking two and a half li continuously, he was out of breath.

But his sister Qing'er is very healthy and has been cultivating all along.

Qing Qiu patted Yang Xuan's shoulder and said, "Brother, starting tomorrow, I will supervise your cultivation. We will go far away together."

Yang Xuan said, "All right, Qing'er. We will go find Lord Lu and take him as our master!"

Qing Qiu began to fantasize, "I don't know what Lord Lu looks like? Does he have three heads and six arms? Is he a god?"

Yang Xuan laughed loudly, "Hahaha. Is he a god? If he is a god, why not let our lives be better?"

But a moment later, Yang Xuan's eye sockets turned slightly red, and he felt like crying.

Qing Qiu wiped Yang Xuan's tears and asked, "Brother, what are you crying about……"

Yang Xuan's tears streamed down, "Qing'er, am I a burden to you? I suddenly realized you probably haven't eaten any steamed buns either."

He belatedly realized.

He and his sister were very poor.

Where would they get money to buy steamed buns?

Qing'er was deceiving him!

Qing Qiu forced a nice smile and said, "Brother, don't talk nonsense. Without you, I wouldn't know how to go on."

Yang Xuan cried while shaking his head, "I'm just a brother's burden. I've never been able to cultivate. Without me, you could have joined a great sect!"

Qing Qiu rubbed Yang Xuan's head and said, "No. Brother, are you a cultivation genius?"

Yang Xuan stopped crying, "Really?"

Qing Qiu clenched her small fist, "Yes! I remember the Qingluan Great Emperor once said, 'Who says heavenly fate is predetermined? My fate is mine, not heaven's!'"

Yang Xuan also clenched his fist, "Good. My fate is mine, not heaven's!"

A moment of silence.

Qing Qiu suddenly asked, "Brother... I recall you liked practicing swords. From tomorrow on, you will start practicing swords! I will supervise you."

Yang Xuan nodded heavily, "Qing'er, I will start practicing swords tomorrow!"

Soon, he fell asleep.

But Qing Qiu couldn't sleep.

She knew Yang Xuan's body had always been weak, weak enough that sleeping through a night might kill him by the next day.

She had already reached the late stage of the Profound Scholar Realm.

Every day she secretly used spiritual power to nourish Yang Xuan, so that he could survive.

But after the time it takes to burn an incense stick, she felt a little tired.

Moreover, a strand of uncanny black gas appeared on her fingertips.

"Uncanny Power!"

Qing Qiu's face showed a worried expression.

She had been tainted with Uncanny Power for a month; that time, she had killed a youth of the Uncanny Clan and become tainted.

She slowly got up and went outside the cave.

Unable to sleep!

In this world there are Human Race, Monster Race, Blood Race, and more terrifyingly, there is the Uncanny Clan.

The Uncanny Clan is a sharp sword hovering above everyone's heads.

More importantly, human experts should originally join forces to deal with the Uncanny Clan.

But many human experts actually secretly collude with the Uncanny Clan!

Thinking of this, Qing Qiu sighed.

She gazed at the starry sky; many stars, bright stars, she murmured to herself.

"It seems Lord Lu is somewhere among these stars."

"I must definitely take Lord Lu as my master!"

"But I don't know if I can hold on until then."

"Just because."

Those like her, humans tainted with Uncanny Power, are targeted not only by the Uncanny Clan but also by humans.

The Uncanny Clan targets them because they believe Uncanny Power is sacred, and no other race should be allowed to taint such sacred power.

Humans, on the other hand, want to hunt down people like her, to tell the world they are making an effort.

"Squeezing a soft persimmon!"

Qing Qiu took out a spiritual sword and began practicing swordsmanship under the night sky.

"Since Brother likes practicing swords, I too am learning the Sword Dao."

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