Cohabitation with Sword Spirit-Chapter 217 - 184: Operation Marriage Proposal Part -1
After the match, Shen Qingming felt as if her body had been hollowed out, walking like a zombie.
"That Qian Yue is so annoying. If she's going to admit defeat, just do it, why add so much drama... making it seem as if I won the match but lost my life. Ah, ah, if I'd known, I would have closed my eyes and blocked my ears at the start and just blown her away!"
As she spoke, Shen Qingming frustratedly hammered her head.
Wang Jiu, hearing this, had to comfort her: "You'll get used to it."
"Can you really get used to something like this!?"
Wang Jiu patiently explained: "Your ancestor Shen Kaishan very happily accepted the reality of his lack of intelligence and, on this basis, abandoned the excellent True Essence Refining Method passed down for thousands of years in the family to focus on body refining, eventually growing into one of the Immortal Venerables."
"So are you encouraging me to be peacefully idiotic!"
Wang Jiu said: "I'm merely providing one possibility."
"I don't care at all!"
As the two argued, Qian Yue came hopping over.
"Hello, Mr. Wang Jiu!"
Shen Qingming gritted her teeth, as if vowing never to share the same sky: "There's no Wang Jiu here!"
Qian Yue didn't care what she said and continued on her own: "Mr. Wang Jiu, since I admitted defeat so neatly, should I get some reward?"
"No!"
Qian Yue said: "Mr. Wang Jiu, did you hear some idiot interrupting our conversation?"
"Who are you calling an idiot?!"
"Eh? Strictly speaking, Shen Qingming isn't exactly an idiot? Well, that's true; compared to my second brother, she's practically a genius! Hahaha, Mr. Wang Jiu, you don't have to be so polite. My second brother is incredibly stupid; he can't even count, no wonder Sister Wanqing stole his love away."
Shen Qingming was a bit dumbfounded. What, what is this situation? Why does it sound like Qian Yue and Wang Jiu are having such a pleasant chat?!
"Ah Jiu, are you, are you chatting with Qian Yue?" she asked, feeling a little sour.
Wang Jiu paused for a moment, and said, somewhat regretfully: "What a pity, you were so close to achieving an 8-exclamation mark streak, breaking the record for exclamation mark usage."
"What are you counting?!"
Wang Jiu said: "Back to the topic, I wasn't having a conversation with Qian Yue, and regrettably, I have to remind you, you've been tricked again."
"What?"
Sure enough, the next moment, Qian Yue giggled softly: "Haha, you're so cute. I was just talking to myself, Little Sister Qingming, why did you take it seriously?"
At that moment, Shen Qingming felt all the blood in her body start to flow backward, converging in her head...
"Alright, don't be angry, I was just joking, and by the way, I confirmed my guess. You really don't know much about Mr. Wang Jiu, and you don't even know if he's talking to me... With that, I can probably confirm the nature of your relationship."
Upon hearing this, Shen Qingming felt a slight chill down her body.
The next moment, Qian Yue toned down her smile and said: "Could I have a few words alone with Mr. Wang Jiu? Just consider it... a reward for admitting defeat and keeping a secret, okay?"
This time, Shen Qingming couldn't be stubborn any longer and said: "I, I don't care."
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A moment later, guided by Qian Yue, Wang Jiu arrived at a private room in the upper levels of the Aozora Martial Arts Arena. As soon as he entered, he saw Qian Yue waiting for him, holding a bunch of blooming roses.
"Mr. Wang Jiu, these are for you." Qian Yue said enthusiastically, directly thrusting the roses into Wang Jiu's hands.
Wang Jiu didn't rush to refuse, accepting the roses, he was puzzled: "According to human customs, roses are usually given by men to women, and there's no such custom in QingCloud City."
Qian Yue said: "Then, Mr. Wang Jiu, would you mind giving your roses to me?"
Wang Jiu thought for a moment: "But I have no thought or ability to procreate with you."
On the other hand, he also currently lacked the capability for such things.
Qian Yue's face turned scarlet: "I'm not in that much of a rush, things have to go step by step. I just wanted to confirm a few things... In short, disregarding the extended cultural implications of giving flowers, would you be willing to give me the roses?"
"Then it doesn't matter." Wang Jiu said, handing the rose back, "It's for you."
Qian Yue's face turned even redder, her face beaming with a smile of overflowing happiness: "Mr. Wang Jiu gave me a rose! One step closer to marriage!"
Wang Jiu thought for a moment: "With your intelligence, you should know this is a self-deceiving act, right?"
Qian Yue seriously corrected him: "It's not self-deceiving at all. Although I know the end point—our world of happiness—is still far away, I can't deny that I've taken a step forward. For example, today I discovered an important weakness of yours, Mr. Wang Jiu."
"Weakness?"
"You really don't like refusing people's requests. As long as it's not an excessive request, or has conflicts with others' requests, even if it brings more harm than benefit to you, you are willing to accept it. For instance, you came to participate in the Cyan Cloud competition because Little Sister Qingming asked you to, right?"
Wang Jiu pondered a bit and thought that Qian Yue's words, though not entirely accurate, were generally correct.
Indeed, he naturally inclined to accept human requests.
Besides having a naturally gentle and agreeable disposition, there was another important reason that Wang Jiu never mentioned to anyone.
The transformation from human to sword was the greatest fortune in Wang Jiu's life. At the same time, it was a huge gift humans bestowed upon him.
On his own, even if he exhausted a lifetime in cultivation, he couldn't possess the abilities of the Celestial Divine Sword. It was the cultivators of Jiuzhou who pooled all resources together, granting him a new life.
This kindness is certainly worth a lifetime to repay.
Thus, the natural affection for humans is almost imprinted at the very root of the Sword World. Treating humans well is a nature in Wang Jiu, second only to slaying monsters and demons.
After awakening, Wang Jiu easily integrated into the human society, which appeared frail and offered little benefit to him, generously providing various types of help.
Overall, it's like the familiar kindness an old grandfather extends to his little grandchildren.
After receiving Wang Jiu's acknowledgment, Qian Yue became even happier: "I knew it! Mr. Wang Jiu, with such noble character, certainly wouldn't value a mere Cyan Cloud competition. It must have been Little Sister Qingming's persistent pleading that led the soft-hearted Mr. Wang Jiu to reluctantly agree. So, since you could agree to Little Sister Qingming's request, there must be a way for you to accept my proposal."
Wang Jiu thought about it and indeed couldn't deny this possibility.
In fact, he had considered this matter during the Jiuzhou Era.
Though with his disposition, a solitary life is no problem—he spent those decades as a human with little interaction with others.
Yet on the other hand, he doesn't resist forming a bond with other lives.
Provided that, the person must have enough qualifications to enter his view.
Wang Jiu's criteria for choosing a partner are simple; he doesn't need someone with devastating beauty—for one thing, nothing surpasses the pure white flawless sword body of the Celestial Divine Sword. He doesn't require someone with a prominent family or wealth, nor does he need someone gentle or obedient.
Wang Jiu simply wants a companion capable of resonating with him in the Sword Dao Domain, even engaging in mutual sparring and discussion. Of course, reaching a level equal to Wang Jiu is asking too much, but possessing one or two parts of his achievements would suffice.
Unfortunately, until the decisive battle period between Immortal Demon, he never found such a person... Li Jiulong once approached that standard, but ultimately fell short.
Oh, if one must say, the Great Demon God Emperor perfectly matched the requirements, but unfortunately was cut down by his own hand... If Zhao Yuming were still around, he would definitely mock him, saying it's killing the wife to prove the Dao.
looking at the current situation, given Qian Yue's talent and aptitude, along with the current resource reserve of the Xiangzhou Continent, she reaching Wang Jiu's partner standard is truly a Herculean task.
"The higher the difficulty, the more valuable it is, isn't it? Things too easily obtained aren't worth treasuring." Qian Yue spoke, her expression becoming somewhat solemn, "Mr. Wang Jiu, I'm serious about this matter. It's not a brainless fan pursuing a star, but it's me, Qian Yue, seriously choosing my spouse, my companion."
Qian Yue's attitude made Wang Jiu serious too.
"The reason? In human terms, besides appearance and strength, I don't possess anything outstanding."
Faced with this question, Qian Yue felt troubled and embarrassed.
"Honestly, I've been grappling with this question for a long time. I always thought, given my personality, I wouldn't fall in love with anyone for my entire life. But ever since I saw you in July, I hopelessly fell for you, just like a lover from a past life. Whenever I see you or even think of you, my heart uncontrollably skips, and I cannot muster any interest in other men."
At this point, Qian Yue laughed mockingly at herself: "At first, I even sought help from seniors to dispel any evil, fearing I got under some spell. But soon I realized the affection towards you came from a sincere emotion deep within me, and I'm willing to respect my feelings, deciding on you, never letting go." 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝒆𝒘𝙚𝓫𝙣𝙤𝒗𝙚𝓵.𝙘𝙤𝙢
"Regardless of who you actually are, or even if... you're human or not, it doesn't matter. Mr. Wang Jiu, please be patient and wait; I will surely make you accept my proposal. Ah, no, the wording should be changed here. Mr. Wang Jiu, please be sure to wait for me, okay?"
"Alright."
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As Qian Yue, holding a large bunch of roses, left the booth sweetly with an irretractable blush on her face, Wang Jiu fell into a long contemplation.
It seems, it's not only the Celestial Divine Sword who understands gratitude.
