Chapter 25

As a top noble family in the Great Qian Empire, the Xiao family has reached the pinnacle of development, subtly showing a momentum to rival the royal family. Among the young generation, two outstanding figures have emerged.

"Absolute Sword Scholar" Xiao Wenjian and "Romantic Scholar" Xiao Wuqing.

Xiao Wenjian, named "Wenjian" (meaning "inquiring sword"), has not used a sword for many years;

While Xiao Wuqing, named "Wuqing" (meaning "heartless"), is a well-known playboy in the capital, leaving his affections everywhere;

It is evident that their father, Xiao Qing, lacked foresight in naming them.

However, these two contradictions firmly occupy the second and tenth positions on the Great Qian Heroes List.

Two outstanding figures from the same family, both entering the top ten of the list, have made the current generation of the Xiao family stand out, becoming a topic of admiration.

"Great 'Absolute Sword Scholar,' what brings you to my humble little manor?" Xiao Wuqing's tone was very casual, clearly showing little respect for his elder brother.

"I've found the whereabouts of the Sun and Moon Divine Sword." Xiao Wenjian was always concise. If one looked closely, they would notice that the two brothers had very similar facial features, except that Xiao Wenjian's hawk nose ruined the overall beauty, giving him a slightly sinister aura.

Xiao Wuqing's expression turned serious for a moment but quickly reverted to a lazy demeanor: "What does it have to do with me?"

"Lend me Old Black, and we'll split the Sun and Moon Divine Sword, one half each."

"I don't use swords." Xiao Wuqing smiled brightly, but his words conveyed refusal.

"Nangong Ling uses swords." Xiao Wenjian's perspective was sharp.

Xiao Wuqing: "……"

The two brothers stared at each other for a while, and Xiao Wuqing sighed: "Truly, a person changes in three days, and I must look at you with new eyes. The great Xiao Wenjian is actually resorting to such petty tactics."

"I learned it from you." Xiao Wenjian said expressionlessly.

"Fine, I'll lend you Old Black for three days, no more." Xiao Wuqing reluctantly conceded, "The Sun Sword goes to you, the Moon Sword to me."

"Deal!"

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When Zhong Wen entered the cave's stone room, Leng Wushuang was lying on the stone table, her head resting on her arm, looking half-awake and bored.

Hearing Zhong Wen's footsteps, the girl lifted her head, rubbing her sleepy eyes, her mouth holding a lock of hair, her plump face puffed up, looking endearing.

"You're here."

"Yep, I'm here."

The two were very默契 (in sync), and neither said much. Zhong Wen sat on the stone bench and started preparing a pile of ingredients, while the girl voluntarily helped.

"Is everything okay on the mountain?" Leng Wushuang asked softly.

"It's all fine now." Zhong Wen suddenly reached out to smooth Leng Wushuang's slightly disheveled hair, his tone filled with affection, "Why were you so impulsive? Your body hasn't fully recovered. What if you got hurt again?"

"Sorry, I was worried about you." Leng Wushuang blushed and lowered her head.

"Don't say sorry, silly girl." Zhong Wen smiled and shook his head, "Thank you!"

Neither spoke again, and the air was filled with a warm atmosphere.

Being with the assassin girl always made Zhong Wen feel comfortable and warm.

"I bought some spirit medicines, which should arrive in the next couple of days." After finishing his task, Zhong Wen said, "I'll refine a batch of spirit power recovery pills, and then we can go after Duan Changhong."

Leng Wushuang's body trembled, her emotions hard to hide.

"Rest well and wait for my news." Zhong Wen said softly.

"Okay." Leng Wushuang nodded obediently, her eyes revealing a hint of longing.

Thank you!

Watching Zhong Wen's departing figure, the girl silently said in her heart.

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"Wow, Grandpa, this Qingfeng Mountain is so beautiful, much better than Qingsong Mountain!"

Looking at the mountain scenery with blooming flowers, lush trees, flowing springs, and winding paths, Shen Xiaowan sincerely praised.

"Both are in the Qingyun Mountain Range, but the spiritual energy on Qingfeng Mountain is much more abundant than on Qingsong Mountain." Shen Dachuang, examining the picturesque and ethereal mountain, spoke with excitement, "Girl, we might have found the right place."

As he spoke, he took out an old map from his pocket and carefully compared it with the mountain terrain as he walked.

Putting himself in the shoes of the ancient great powers, he believed that they would choose a place with abundant spiritual energy to establish a sect, and Qingfeng Mountain was clearly an ideal location.

However, no matter how he looked at the map, he couldn't find a similar terrain, and Shen Dachuang's brows furrowed, and he remained silent for a long time.

"Grandpa, Grandpa, I'm hungry." Shen Xiaowan's stomach started growling again.

"Girl, don't be noisy, Grandpa is thinking." Shen Dachuang said impatiently, "Go pick some fruits to tide you over."

"I want to eat pork." Shen Xiaowan couldn't resist reaching out to tug at Shen Dachuang's arm.

Shen Dachuang sighed helplessly, shifting his gaze from the map: "Girl, where would we find pigs in this deep forest? How about I catch some birds for you to satisfy your hunger?"

His precious granddaughter had been gifted with immense strength since childhood.

As Peter Parker said, with great power comes great side effects.

The greater the strength, the greater the appetite.

Shen Dachuang, a formidable Tianlun expert, had a miserable life, partly because of the need to feed his gluttonous granddaughter.

"Grandpa, let's go up the mountain to get some food?" For Shen Xiaowan, birds were not enough to satisfy her hunger. She rolled her eyes and urged.

"Girl, didn't you see how fierce the people from Qingyun Fort were?" Shen Dachuang shook his head, "Going to a cultivation sect to beg for food, they probably won't care. If we offend them, they might even resort to violence. I, Shen Dachuang, a Tianlun expert and a descendant of the Divine Forge, don't need to suffer such humiliation."

As they spoke, they heard voices from the slope ahead.

Shen Dachuang, fearing they might encounter people from the mountain's cultivation sect, quickly pulled Shen Xiaowan to hide behind a pine tree.

Soon, several people descended from the mountain. One of them said loudly, "This Lin Palace Master of Piaohua Palace truly has a compassionate heart, giving food and water to strangers like us."

Another person added, "Indeed, this Lin Palace Master is beautiful and kind, truly a celestial being. If Piaohua Palace didn't only accept female disciples, I would have wanted to join."

"The female disciples of Piaohua Palace are all as beautiful as celestial beings. With your appearance, even if you were a woman, Lin Palace Master probably wouldn't accept you." The first person teased.

"What kind of eyesight do you have? In my youth, I was known as the Elegant Young Master and the Smooth Casanova, a true village heartthrob. Why can't I join?" The person being mocked retorted.

The others laughed and called him shameless, and they continued their playful banter as they passed by the pine tree where Shen Dachuang and Shen Xiaowan were hiding, heading down the mountain.

Shen Dachuang and Shen Xiaowan exchanged glances, both reading the surprise in each other's eyes.

The old man, hearing that the mountain was "all women," instinctively felt that women were soft-hearted and wouldn't bear to see the elderly and young go hungry.

Shen Xiaowan, on the other hand, only heard the word "food" and lost her ability to think.

The grandfather and granddaughter exchanged a look and, in perfect sync, quietly headed up the mountain.

Unbeknownst to them, the group of people who had been chatting earlier continued their conversation after walking a short distance: "This Lin Palace Master of Piaohua Palace truly has a compassionate heart……"

As if deliberately trying to make the entire mountain hear.

A grand conspiracy was slowly unfolding.

……