This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable-Chapter 917 - 4: Registered Disciples

Inside the quiet chamber.

As Xia Daoyun left, Lu Qingshan unconsciously breathed a slight sigh of relief.

"Young Master, you seemed a bit nervous just now," Qin Yitian blinked and said softly.

She could discern Lu Qingshan’s inner emotions just from his subtle expressions.

In this regard, there should be no one in the world who understands Lu Qingshan better than Qin Yitian.

"A little bit," Lu Qingshan admitted frankly.

"But..." Qin Yitian tilted her head and looked at Lu Qingshan, laughing softly, "Even when facing such a powerful adversary like Ying Jie, Young Master wasn’t nervous?"

Why, then, when facing the two women he knew best, did he become nervous?

"I don’t know." Lu Qingshan shook his head.

"So, Young Master does have things he doesn’t know," Qin Yitian smiled slightly, with a hint of meaning in her smile.

"Forget it, business is more important." Unsolved mysteries should not be overly pondered. Lu Qingshan waved his hand, refocusing his thoughts on the more pressing matters.

"Chuyi, Shiwu..." Lu Qingshan called out the names of the two little girls and turned to look, only to find Chuyi and Shiwu standing aside, silent but with wide eyes and a bright sparkle in their gaze.

They had just witnessed firsthand the duel between Lu Qingshan and Xia Daoyun, considered the most talented sword cultivators of their time.

This brought them a profound shock.

Children always have a fondness for splendid things.

Furthermore, Lu Qingshan’s swordsmanship was not only splendid but also substantial and gracefully refined.

Not to mention, they also saw Qin Yitian transform from the sharp and magnificent Dragon Sparrow.

Two little girls encountered such wondrous things for the first time.

Such expressions were quite normal.

........

When Chuyi and Shiwu were abducted, they were indeed very young, at an innocent age.

Their memories of Qingfeng Sect contained just many courtyards and countless hawthorn trees, residing on a pretty superficial level.

Thus, after a thorough investigation, seven Qingfeng Sect locations couldn’t be definitively identified.

The issue wasn’t significant.

Visiting these seven Qingfeng Sect locations one by one would naturally reveal the truth.

These seven Qingfeng Sect locations were scattered across various states in the Central Heavenly Realm, and to visit them all would essentially mean traversing half of the Central Heavenly Realm.

Although many routes could be conveniently covered via teleportation arrays, the required time was indispensable.

One could only hope for good fortune.

....

The first Qingfeng Sect location was situated within the boundaries of Sha State.

On the way to the Qingfeng Sect in Sha State, Lu Qingshan accepted Chuyi and Shiwu as nominal disciples.

Although these two girls appeared well-behaved, their hearts harbored a bit of mischievous cunning.

After witnessing Lu Qingshan wield his sword in the quiet chamber, they made up their minds to keep a close eye on Lu Qingshan and seek him as their mentor.

Perhaps believing that mastering even a fraction of Lu Qingshan’s swordsmanship would allow them to walk the world without fear and not end up as blood-food for others.

They might even harbor thoughts of avenging their parents.

Ultimately, their minds were simple; how complex could children’s thoughts be?

Of course, the reason Lu Qingshan finally accepted them as nominal disciples was not merely because Chuyi and Shiwu were persistently looking at him hopefully like sticky candies.

Seeking peace, he casually taught these little girls the sword technique’s starting stance: Gathering Arms to Lift the Sword.

It seemed simple yet secretly held several profound principles.

For others, mimicking the shape by watching was easy.

But mastering the essence was not, especially since Chuyi and Shiwu were two little girls who couldn’t even lift an iron sword.

Three days later, the two little girls practiced the starting stance with wooden swords before him.

The resemblance was perfect, which wasn’t surprising, as Lu Qingshan had no intention of making it difficult.

The crucial part was the essence.

While they hadn’t learned his essence, neither were they devoid of spirit—a sense born from their own nature emerged with lively intention in the Gathering of the Sword.

Compared to the spirit in his sword technique, the liveliness in Chuyi and Shiwu’s sword technique was as fireflies to the bright moon.

Nonetheless, for such young girls to incorporate their own spirit into the sword technique, albeit inadvertently, showed their extraordinary talent in Sword Dao.

After contemplating slightly, Lu Qingshan nodded ever so slightly, accepting them as nominal disciples.

The reason they were only nominal disciples was due to their remarkable talent; yet, for Lu Qingshan, having seen the pinnacle of Sword Dao talent, slightly outstanding aptitudes seemed insignificant—they simply could not compare to his.

In Sword Dao, he valued the nature of the heart more.

Women practicing cultivation always faced more difficulties than men.

Thus, in the cultivation world, it was always a male-dominated society; the current leaders among the Human Race were all men, and female Buddhas were rare in the Buddhist Sect, even more so in sword practice.

The contemporary three great Sword Immortals were all male.

Over these tens of thousands of years, only Xia Daoyun stood out as a female sword cultivator, gaining renown and being hailed as possessing the demeanor of a Sword Immortal.

Remarkable aptitude doesn’t guarantee immeasurable future, especially when practicing Sword Dao and both being women.

The long-term endurance in sword practice is crucial, which arises from one’s nature.

High talent and strong endurance are indispensable for achievement in Sword Dao.

The two young girls were still pure and naive, hence Lu Qingshan couldn’t discern much and wasn’t in a hurry.

After accepting them as nominal disciples, he finally remembered to seriously ask for their surnames.

Lin.

Older sister Lin Chuyi and younger sister Lin Shiwu.

.....

In the deep of night.

Lu Qingshan flew with his sword above the sea of clouds, and ahead a towering mountain loomed into his view.

His heart stirred, and he gently tapped his toe, carrying Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu who tightly clung to his sleeve, breaking through the cloud sea to return to the mortal world.

Under the moonlight, the mountain peak stood tall, with numerous shadowy buildings visible and a faint translucent shield enveloping these constructions.

It was the Sect Protection Array, not majestic, and the restrictions were not complete.

A truly top-tier sect protection formation would seamlessly integrate with the terrain, being naturally cohesive.

This was the first "Qingfeng Sect" that Lu Qingshan planned to visit.

"Is it here?" Lu Qingshan asked.

Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu widened their eyes, carefully scrutinizing the "Qingfeng Sect" buildings below for identification.

At this moment.

The guest steward of Qingfeng Sect had already detected the presence of the three people—since Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu were not cultivators, they lacked awareness; even at a high vantage point, detail could only be seen when close enough.

This proximity naturally allowed the Qingfeng Sect people to see Lu Qingshan.

It wasn’t long before a young cultivator flew out from the sect, cautiously observing Lu Qingshan.

He saw a sword cultivator whose cultivation level was indeterminate and two young girls with no cultivation.

This combination certainly seemed peculiar.

"Who are you, do you seek any master from our sect, do you need my help to convey the message?"

"Just passing by, don’t mind us," Lu Qingshan did not disclose his identity.

Standing still outside the sect, while two young girls strained to look inside, calling it passing by?

This Qingfeng Sect cultivator naturally didn’t believe it, yet dared not act rashly for fear of calamity, so he only maintained a certain distance, expressing no ill intent, and carefully watching Lu Qingshan’s actions.

Lu Qingshan paid no heed, remaining motionless.

After a long period.

Lin Chuyi finally turned, looked at Lu Qingshan, shook her little head, and said cutely, "Master, it’s not."

Lu Qingshan nodded and said nothing else, "Then, to the next one."

He had anticipated this outcome, and was already prepared mentally to visit all seven Qingfeng Sects, so he didn’t have any significant emotional fluctuations.

Even though it was somewhat bothersome, as long as it yielded results in the end, it would not have been in vain.

Under the relieved gaze of the Qingfeng Sect cultivator, Lu Qingshan soared with his sword once more, and his figure swiftly vanished into the sea of clouds.

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