The Sacred Leaves Family's Wishes for Peace-Chapter 135: Market Opening

"The end of the year is approaching, and Yandong’s wedding day is almost here," Yun Yanshui remarked.

"The reconstruction of the market district is also nearly complete."

"Time certainly flies," he added, sitting down by the table, pouring himself a cup of hot tea, and taking a leisurely sip.

"Master often said that time is meaningless in cultivation," Yun Yanshuang said thoughtfully.

"I never truly understood those words until I embarked on the path of cultivation myself. Only now do I grasp their meaning."

She glanced out the window. The overcast sky had begun to release large, downy snowflakes. Her expression brightened with delight.

"Brother, it’s snowing!"

"Haha! Let’s go build a snowman!" Yun Yanshui exclaimed.

The snow was falling heavily, and before long, a thick layer of frost blanketed the ground.

With a laugh, he leaped out of the window and landed outside, immediately starting to build a snowman with unbridled joy.

The Golden-Eyed Beast, now no bigger than a puppy, bounded gleefully through the snow, occasionally diving headfirst into the fluffy piles. Its playful antics showed how much it loved the snow.

Yun Yanshuang stepped outside as well, channeling her spiritual energy to catch a delicate snowflake in her hand. Her clear, bright eyes studied the crystal-like formation with rapt attention.

"Mr. Yu once said that every snowflake in the world is unique," she murmured softly.

Holding the shimmering flake, Yun Yanshuang could faintly make out its intricate, one-of-a-kind pattern.

"Really?" Yun Yanshui asked curiously, pausing his snowman-building efforts to glance her way.

"Yes! It’s incredible how nature works. Mountains, rivers, all living things, and even snowflakes—all so unique.

"They say the same applies to sword cultivators. Each one comprehends their own distinct sword intent," she added.

Yun Yanshui chuckled as he finished shaping a snowman.

What he said casually, Yun Yanshuang took to heart.

Since attending the Wang family’s gathering and witnessing Lin Tiansheng and Wang Liyuan each demonstrate their sword intent, Yun Yanshuang had resolved to comprehend her own.

But sword intent was notoriously difficult to grasp.

Despite her daily, diligent practice, she had yet to break through.

Now, hearing her brother’s words and watching the falling snow, her thoughts wandered back to the scenes of Lin Tiansheng and Wang Liyuan unleashing their sword intent.

She recalled how the speed of their techniques shifted—beginning with blinding swiftness, then transitioning into deliberate slowness.

Gradually, the profound truths behind their sword intent began to take shape in her mind.

At that moment, the world seemed to fall into silence.

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Around Yun Yanshuang, the snowflakes that had been drifting from the sky suddenly hovered mid-air, as if held aloft by an invisible force.

Each flake hung suspended, refusing to touch the ground and melt into snow water.

The Golden-Eyed Beast, sensing something unusual, stopped its frolicking. Its bright black eyes widened in curiosity as it stared at Yun Yanshuang, who appeared to have entered a trance of enlightenment.

Yun Yanshui also noticed his sister’s state. Quietly setting down the snowball in his hands, he tiptoed to the Golden-Eyed Beast, picked it up, and motioned for silence.

"Brother! I understand now!"

Suddenly, Yun Yanshuang opened her eyes, a look of joy lighting up her face.

The snowflakes that had been floating around her lost their unseen support and gently fell to the ground, melting into water upon landing. Discover more content at novelbuddy

"Understand what?" Yun Yanshui asked.

"I understand what sword intent is!"

"Oh?" Yun Yanshui blinked in surprise, then quickly composed himself. "Are you serious?"

"Yes! Your words just now enlightened me.

"They reminded me of Lin Tiansheng and Wang Liyuan’s sword intent. I’ve finally begun to see the essence of their techniques."

"Haha! If that’s true, then congratulations! I’ve heard that comprehending sword intent is a rare and difficult feat.

"Once a sword cultivator masters it, they are nearly invincible among cultivators of the same level."

"Exactly! I never expected to gain insight into my sword intent in such an unexpected moment.

"It’s still weak and needs refinement, but breaking through to the basics is the hardest part.

"From here, it’s just a matter of practice," Yun Yanshuang said with determination.

"In the coming days, I’ll focus on honing my sword’s intent.

"That way, by next summer, when the ruins of the Pill Cauldron Sect reopen, I’ll have the means to fight and claim more fortunes for our family."

"Alright, I’ll leave you to your cultivation, then! Haha, I’ll head over to the market district to check on the craftsmen and see how their work is progressing."

"Mm!"

Yun Yanshuang nodded with a smile, her heart filled with newfound purpose.

Yun Yanshuang nodded obediently and turned back to her room to further explore the sword intent she had so painstakingly grasped.

As the New Year approached, the once-abandoned market district, neglected for nearly a decade, was now fully restored thanks to the tireless efforts of numerous craftsmen.

Gone was the dilapidation and desolation of old; the market now brimmed with vitality and potential.

"Old Zhang, Li Yi, I can’t thank you enough for your hard work on the market’s restoration," Qin Zhan said warmly, clapping Old Zhang on the shoulder as he admired the newly rejuvenated district.

"Master Qin, you flatter us. We’re just doing our jobs," Old Zhang replied humbly, bowing slightly.

"Thankfully, we didn’t fail the trust you placed in us. We’ve managed to complete the restoration before the year’s end."

"You’ve done more than save me time; you’ve exceeded expectations.

"Later, bring your team to the Qin estate to receive your rewards. Consider it a New Year’s gift from me to all of you, so you can return home and celebrate the holidays with joy," Qin Zhan said with a kind smile.

"On behalf of all the brothers, I thank Master Qin," Old Zhang replied, his gratitude evident.

"Hehe! Thank you, Master Qin!" Li Yi and the others chimed in, their faces beaming with happiness.

The wages they had earned over the past few months were more than enough to ensure a comfortable New Year.

Now, with additional rewards to look forward to, they could afford new clothes and even purchase livestock like pigs, cows, or sheep. For these long-struggling craftsmen, such gifts were a cause for great joy.

With the market’s restoration complete, the Yun family manor was also bustling with activity. The estate was adorned with decorations, as the Yun clan gathered to celebrate Yun Yandong’s wedding to the daughter of Magistrate Lu.

Having completed their work at the market, Yun Yanshui and Yun Yanshuang returned home early to participate in the festivities. They joined their uncles and cousins, enjoying the wedding banquet and indulging in merry drinking.

"Brother Yunyang, the market restoration is finished, and Ling’er and Zhan’er have prepared everything for the grand opening ceremony.

"When do you plan to hold it?" Yun Yunrui asked, sitting beside Yun Yunyang at the lively banquet.

"I’ve already sent word to Master Li. He’ll be bringing some friends from the imperial court to attend tomorrow.

"At dawn, we’ll gather the family elders and head to the market to welcome them," Yun Yunyang replied with a smile.

The next morning, Yun Yunyang, Yun Yunyue, Yun Yunfeng, and Yun Yunshan, along with other family elders, set out early for the newly restored market district.

Their arrival coincided with the appearance of various notable figures from the county.

These included Magistrate Lu Zizai, Captain Chang Yuan, and other officials from the county government, as well as prominent merchants like the wealthy Qin Yang.

The atmosphere was lively and celebratory, drawing the attention of the entire county.

"How did the Yun family manage to build such a grand market?"

"I heard it’s a cultivation market, specifically for the mountain immortals."

"A cultivation market? Does that mean ordinary folk like us can’t enter?"

"What are you thinking? It’s for cultivators, not commoners like us.

"We’re not allowed inside," someone replied with a chuckle.

"That’s true. But it doesn’t matter. If this place attracts many mountain immortals, we might at least catch a glimpse of them.

"I’ve lived most of my life and never seen an immortal.

"Even though the Yun family is now a cultivation family, I’ve never seen one of their cultivators. It’s something to look forward to."

"Just wait. They say some immortals from the imperial capital will be attending the ceremony later.

"We might get the chance to see them up close!"

"Immortals from the imperial capital? The Yun family must have a lot of influence to invite such distinguished guests!"