Was it you that night?-Chapter 88 - 86 I am not the Sword Spirit have you
Chapter 88: Chapter 86: I am not the Sword Spirit, have you remembered that?
Chapter 88 -86: I am not the Sword Spirit, have you remembered that?
“I’m not close with them, so why should I report my safety to them?” Shen Qinghe disassociated herself from the two main characters outside.
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“Yan Changsheng is your ex-fiancé, you nearly lost your own life trying to protect him. Is that what you call not close? Or is it that you still have lingering feelings for Yan Changsheng, and you dare not go out to face him?” Dongfang Wuya scrutinized Shen Qinghe’s face intently, trying to detect any signs of guilt, “Shen Qinghe, I wouldn’t have guessed, but you actually seem to be a masochist.”
“Whether Uncle Master believes it or not, my affair with Yan Changsheng is long over. The reason I saved him in the Mythical Beast World was simply because his death would mean one less helper for me, not to mention that we were fellow disciples. Most importantly, Nan Sheng pushed me into The Abyss, and he was the eyewitness. If he died, there would be no one to testify for me.” Shen Qinghe lowered her eyes as she explained.
Dongfang Wuya felt Shen Qinghe’s reasoning was to his liking. His peach blossom eyes lifted slightly in a seductive arch, “Then why don’t you go out and report your safety?”
So she must still be after his body.
Recently, he had tried not to think about what happened in Snow Bone City, but every time he closed his eyes, the image of him kissing Shen Qinghe would emerge before him.
In light of this, he had not sat in meditation for ten days, lest Shen Qinghe disturb his Dao Heart again.
The problem was that she had returned from the dead, refused to leave Bixiao Tower, and kept hovering around him, making him want to throw her out so she would be out of sight and out of mind.
Shen Qinghe looked at the unconscious Shen Zhuo on the bed and replied guiltily, “Am I not trying to show filial piety in front of my father?”
That was one of the reasons, another was that the Spiritual Energy in Dongfang Wuya’s body was exceptionally pure, and she felt particularly comfortable staying by his side, making the cultivation feel especially good. That’s why she deliberately delayed leaving, reluctant to part with him.
“Are you sure?” Dongfang Wuya didn’t believe Shen Qinghe’s explanation at all.
“Did I bother Uncle Master?” Shen Qinghe muttered.
Seeing her eyes flit about, Dongfang Wuya said with a serious tone, “Sit down.”
Shen Qinghe obediently sat down, her docile and well-behaved demeanor softened Dongfang Wuya’s heart. But her indulgence in romance was inappropriate.
“Shen Qinghe, you should know that everything that happened in Snow Bone City was only an illusion, and should not be taken seriously. Let me put it this way, everything in Snow Bone City should only be considered a dream of yours. Once you wake up from it, everything in the dream dissipates like smoke, and it shouldn’t be taken as reality!” Dongfang Wuya said with a stern expression, “Do you understand what I am saying?”
He had experienced countless Illusory Realms, but truth be told, none had been as profound as the illusion in Snow Bone City, so profound that the mere sight of Shen Qinghe’s face irritated him.
Shen Qinghe nodded: “I know that what happened there was an illusion, and I haven’t taken it to heart.”
She had not taken it seriously, and she was even afraid that Mr. Wuya had taken it seriously and would settle scores with her after autumn.
Even the slight sense of loss after the complete shattering of the Snow Bone City Illusory Realm, she had completely let go of that as well.
Undeniably, she would always miss the Wuya Sword, as it was the first to never leave her side, even though the Wuya Sword was merely an illusion.
“Are you sure you know? I hope you will sincerely cultivate and not be distracted by affairs of love,” Dongfang Wuya looked at Shen Qinghe with skepticism.
The girl’s features were very delicate; her nose was petit, her lips like blossoms, her eyes warm and inviting, her skin fair as jade – he had seen her graceful figure, her skin as smooth as creamy jade…
Realizing he had drifted to images he should not entertain, he closed his eyes tightly, feeling a loathing towards himself.
Shen Qinghe felt she must have disturbed Dongfang Wuya, and he was subtly giving her an eviction order.
He made it a point to tell her that everything that happened in Snow Bone City was but an illusion, simply to make her understand that she and he were not as close as they had been in Snow Bone City.
Although she felt reluctant to leave, she knew it was improper to linger any longer, so she stood up and said, “This time, I was able to escape disaster thanks to Uncle-Master’s intervention. It was also because of Uncle-Master’s help that I was fortunate enough to obtain the Snow Bone Grass; I will certainly cultivate diligently. Uncle-Master, please take care of my father; Qinghe will not disturb you any longer. Farewell.”
Dongfang Wuya waved his hand with a lazy expression, signaling that Shen Qinghe could leave.
Shen Qinghe bowed to take her leave, and just as she was about to depart, Dongfang Wuya suddenly called out to her again, “Shen Qinghe, remember, the Sword Spirit in Snow Bone City was not this lord!”
A sharp twinge throbbed at Shen Qinghe’s brow, as she abruptly understood what Dongfang Wuya was concerned about.
During her time in Snow Bone City, the Wuya Sword had acknowledged her as its master and even sought a kiss from her. The real Dongfang Wuya, however, couldn’t care less about her, and so he kept reminding her that what happened in the Illusory Realm of Snow Bone City was nothing more than a dream.
It finally dawned on her that Dongfang Wuya feared she might harbor inappropriate feelings for him.
Realizing the gravity of the situation, she seriously replied, “Disciple has never taken the events that occurred in Snow Bone City seriously, knowing it was nothing but an illusion. As soon as I left the Red Moon Secret Realm, I forgot everything that happened within that illusory world. Uncle-Master prefers solitude, and it was thoughtless of me to have disturbed your meditation; disciple will take her leave now.”
Dongfang Wuya heard Shen Qinghe repeatedly using the term “disciple” and couldn’t shake the feeling that she was intentionally drawing a clear line between them.
This was indeed his intention, but seeing her so distant made him feel awkward; he believed the situation to be excessively formal.
Her uncontrollable fondness for him was not her fault; why should he be so harsh on her?
By the time he came back to his senses, Shen Qinghe had already left Bixiao Tower.
Yan Changsheng and Xiao Chen, who had been waiting outside, saw Shen Qinghe walk out of Bixiao Tower safely and both approached her at once.
“Qinghe, are you all right? Do you feel unwell anywhere?” Xiao Chen hurried to Shen Qinghe and asked.
Shen Qinghe nodded coldly and aloofly, “I’m fine, thank you for your concern, Big Senior Brother.”
Just as she was about to leave, Yan Changsheng followed behind her, “Qinghe…”
Shen Qinghe paused in her steps and turned to look at Yan Changsheng, “I saved Second Senior Brother’s life because I need him to testify for me. It was Nan Sheng who pushed me into The Abyss, and Second Senior Brother is the only witness; hence I could not allow him to die in the Illusory Realm without clarity. Shortly, I will report this matter to the sect leader and I hope Second Senior Brother can step forward to accuse Nan Sheng. This is my only request of Second Senior Brother.”
Yan Changsheng’s expression flickered, and he spoke in a hoarse voice, “Is that so?”
Everyone said that Qinghe had saved him multiple times because she couldn’t let go of their past, and for a moment, he believed that narrative too. The truth, however, was that she saved him because of his value to her cause.
He should have understood long ago that after he had hurt her so many times, there was no affection left between them. How could she possibly still have feelings for him?
“I know the bond between Second Senior Brother and Nan Sheng is deep, and if Second Senior Brother cannot bear to come forward and accused her, I should not be surprised,” Shen Qinghe spoke strategically, “If Second Senior Brother is unwilling to accuse Nan Sheng, then I might as well pretend I never saved Second Senior Brother…”
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Wuya: Remember, the Sword Spirit is not this lord.
Qinghe: Mm-hmm, disciple will invite Uncle-Master to the wedding banquet when it’s time for me to get married.
Wuya: …
