In a quiet room within the courtyard.
Lu Yuliu looked at the message on the wooden sword in her hand and let out a sigh of relief.
She really didn’t expect that she would be involved in such a major event right after arriving in the royal city.
Fortunately, she no longer needed to worry about it… Although she didn’t know what that annoying Holy Saint of the Demon Sect was thinking, it seemed that the Immortal Nation would handle this matter.
Well, it’s not something she, a mere Foundation Establishment cultivator, could meddle in anyway.
As she thought about it, she realized that there had been too many events happening around her today.
Originally, she only wanted to come and see how the opening ceremony of the Demon Artifact Pavilion would turn out, as well as to see what peculiar things Luo Wusheng had come up with that attracted so many Qi Refining cultivators within the royal city.
She didn’t even consider whether she should reveal her presence in the royal city so quickly when she first arrived this morning.
So when she felt the message being transmitted through the wooden sword during the opening ceremony, she claimed she was still in the Sword Pavilion.
She just didn’t expect that she had already been discovered…
Thinking about it, her little face blushed slightly, feeling somewhat embarrassed.
Especially when she thought about the encounter with Bai Xiaoyao later on, the strange look from the Demon Sect’s Holy Maiden, and the momentary impulse she had when facing the courtesan from the Red Blossom Pavilion…
Ah, she felt like dying.
But fortunately, the incident on the Sea-Crossing Boat had not been exposed.
That incident could be considered one of her biggest secrets at the moment, to the extent that it was on par with her possession of the Sword Ancestor’s wooden sword.
Leaning lightly on the bed, Lu Yuliu’s gaze swept across the room she was currently in.
This wasn’t the room she chose to hide in from that mind-reading pearl earlier today; it was the bedroom Luo Wusheng had selected for her during twilight.
It was secluded from the noise and appeared peaceful, reminding the young girl of her small pavilion on the Frost Snow Peak.
Of course, the decorations and size here couldn’t compare to her personal residence on the Frost Snow Peak as the direct disciple.
“I didn’t expect to move in here after all…”
She sighed softly, and the Miss Sword Fairy’s gaze became somewhat distant.
Although she had indeed considered whether she should mooch off that annoying Holy Saint of the Demon Sect for food and lodging, when he actually invited her to stay during twilight, she hesitated again.
After all, what exactly was her relationship with that guy now?
Clearly, he was the Holy Saint of the Demon Sect, and now, all the important figures in the royal city even had to address him as Lord Luo. But in the heart of her lowly Foundation Establishment cultivator, he was still that annoying fellow with odd words and actions from the Sea-Crossing Boat.
Coupled with the impression built through the exchange of messages with the wooden sword over these past few days, she couldn’t connect the person on the other end of the sword with the Demon Sect’s Holy Saint who had annihilated the Nascent Soul with a single strike and displayed remarkable prowess.
“Let’s consider him a friend for now…? I just feel like something is not quite right…”
The Miss Sword Fairy fell into contemplation.
At that moment, the wooden sword in her hand vibrated.
[By the way, how is your master doing now? Since you left the Sword Pavilion early, does that mean the influence of his demonic possession has been completely eliminated?]
Lu Yuliu looked at the message and her heart skipped a beat.
(Why would he mention my master at this time… No, maybe I’m being too sensitive. There’s no way he would have realized that the person I was exchanging messages with before wasn’t me, and even if he did realize, he wouldn’t guess it was my master…)
After all, the other party had never met her master in the first place.
On the other hand, if the influence of her master’s demonic possession hadn’t been eliminated, then she indeed wouldn’t have come to the royal city so early.
The problem is, now, not to mention demonic possession, her master has already advanced to the Middle-Stage of the Nascent Soul realm, further improving his cultivation. He only needs to consolidate his realm to become virtually unmatched among Middle-Stage Nascent Soul cultivators.
Thinking about the sharp sword intent she could sense even from a distance during her master’s Seven Peaks Sword Trial, Lu Yuliu, with her exquisite sword heart, had no doubts about her master’s current strength.
After a brief contemplation, the young girl began to reply.
[The Blood Spirit Jade’s effect was unexpected, and my master is unharmed.]
…………
Luo Wusheng frowned.
Although he hadn’t experienced the effect of the Blood Spirit Jade himself, he had read the original work.
In the original story, although the Blood Spirit Jade had the effect of resolving the state of demonic possession, it didn’t take effect so quickly.
The real acceleration of its effectiveness came when the true protagonist touched the heartstrings of that master during their illness, leading the master to realize their past mistakes. Only then did the master finally reshape their sword heart. With the combination of the Blood Spirit Jade, the influence of the demonic possession completely dissipated, allowing them to start breaking through to the Middle-Stage of the Nascent Soul realm.
But now, Miss Sword Fairy hadn’t fallen ill yet, right?
(Could it be that Lu Yuliu had a partial illness a few days ago, but it didn’t fully manifest? And she was still able to exchange messages with me while in that state?)
He definitely didn’t believe that the effect of the Blood Spirit Jade was unexpectedly quick.
There was definitely something that Miss Sword Fairy was hiding from him.
“If it really was an illness, a case of dying and reviving, she certainly wouldn’t tell me something like that…”
So, was it really an illness?
(It doesn’t feel quite right either; the timing is too tight… In the original story, after falling ill, Lu Yuliu even had more than a week of intimate time with that melted iceberg-like beauty of a master before the master awakened. It’s only been seven days since the master woke up, unless they directly started playing the idle game after finishing the capture…)
(Ahem, Lu Yuliu shouldn’t be that kind of protagonist, right?)
Luo Wusheng quickly organized his thoughts and put on the gaze of a skilled detective.
He didn’t have any leads on the truth yet, but he could gather more clues first.
“That’s good… Now that the effects of demonic possession have subsided, your master should have restored his cultivation, right? Previously, you mentioned that your master was at the early stage of the Nascent Soul realm. Can he make further progress this time and begin to break through to the Middle-Stage of the Nascent Soul realm?”
He sent this message, and the response on the other end was clearly unsure of how to reply.
After a short wait, Luo Wusheng finally received a response.
[Hmm.]
The other side seemed to sense the inappropriate response and quickly sent another message.
[My master might have indeed turned a misfortune into a blessing… Why are you asking all these questions?]
[Nothing much, just thinking about why you came to the capital so early this time and recalling how concerned you were about your master before. Just curious, that’s all.]
[Then I guess we’re done with the questions for now… So much has happened today, and I’m a bit tired. I’ll end it here for tonight…]
The writing on the wooden sword slowly faded away.
Watching this scene, Luo Wusheng pondered.
The technique of going offline obviously revealed the young girl’s anxiety. But he hadn’t obtained enough clues yet…
“Forget it, I don’t know when I’ll be able to meet Lu Yuliu’s master anyway. It’s not good to push too much right now…”
He could always find an opportunity later to meet that icy beauty and investigate the situation.
Yes, he could go as Lu Yuliu’s best friend and personal storyteller.
