Chapter 91

"Hmm?"

"You know too?"

Xu Xiaoshou was somewhat surprised, but then he thought that since Su Qianqian had come to find him so quickly, she must know everything.

"That guy came to find me." Su Qianqian said something shocking.

Xu Xiaoshou was stunned. If you knew he was coming to find you, why are you still so optimistic?

But at the same time, he was a bit intimidated. The Tian Sang Spirit Palace had almost mobilized the entire palace's strength to protect this little girl in front of him?

Su Qianqian had a "don't worry" look on her face, raised her hand, and patted Xu Xiaoshou's shoulder to comfort him.

"There are twenty-one famous swords on the continent. Except for those that have disappeared, they are basically guarded by specific sword bearers."

"The previous bearer of 'Cheng Ming Cheng Xue' was my grandfather."

"When I was little, on average, three groups of assassins would come to our house every night, all to steal the sword. Of course, without exception, they all died."

"I've long been used to this situation." She said with a carefree expression.

Xu Xiaoshou was shocked; this was the first time he had heard the little girl talk about it.

Su Qianqian had an old-fashioned look, hands behind her back, clearly imitating her grandfather.

"When I was ten, my grandfather fell ill, and everyone in the family started to get close to 'Cheng Ming Cheng Xue.' The famous sword would automatically choose the next bearer."

"Everyone was optimistic about my father, who had been preparing for decades."

"A year later, the one who was recognized was me. I became the sword bearer at eleven years old..."

Xu Xiaoshou could sense the bitterness in the little girl's optimistic tone and asked, "The number of assassins increased dramatically?"

"Yes." Su Qianqian nodded, her eyes suddenly turning red, "My father... died in battle..."

"If the bearer had been him, he wouldn't have died. He had prepared for so long..."

The giant sword on his back suddenly trembled, and the air temperature dropped significantly. Xu Xiaoshou hurriedly patted his head to comfort her.

"Everyone has their own destiny, good or bad."

"This sword chose you, and you are destined to bear more. Don't be sad."

Xu Xiaoshou was deeply moved.

This is fate. When it decides to descend, it doesn't matter whether you are prepared.

Dwelling on the past is of no help.

What matters is whether you can endure, overcome, and turn it into your own opportunity.

This is true for Su Qianqian, and isn't it true for himself as well?

If others discovered the thing in his mind, or even just noticed his abnormality, would they capture him, dissect him, or study him?

Xu Xiaoshou shuddered, thinking of Old Sang, the masked man...

This trend has already begun!

But he is still in the shadows. Even if others notice something, he can temporarily brush it off with words like "genius" and "effort."

It's different for Su Qianqian.

Sword bearer...

This is a role that is destined to be in the spotlight, facing the greed of the entire spirit cultivation world!

Perhaps this is not just "fate" but "destiny"!

Some people are destined to bear something from the moment they are born.

Xu Xiaoshou hugged the little girl to comfort her, but this action was completely misinterpreted by the onlookers.

"Damn! Xu Xiaoshou... you pervert!"

"How could you bear to do this to Su Qianqian, who is so young?!"

"Xu Xiaoshou, you can't! You haven't even entered the Inner Court, how can you harm the Inner Court's female disciples?!"

"Ah, I wish I could be hugged like that too..."

Xu Xiaoshou awkwardly let go, and the little girl's cheeks turned red.

"Let's go up to the sky, these mortals..."

He waved his hand, and the reverse sword technique appeared again, taking them up into the sky.

Everyone looked up, watching the two of them fly higher and higher, their faces full of question marks.

Bullying us for not being able to fly?

Damn Xu Xiaoshou!

"Received a curse, passive value, +112."

"Received jealousy, passive value, +69."

"..."

The two of them chatted and flew, and before they knew it, they were near the Inner Court.

Su Qianqian also left, having completed her mission to warn her little beast brother about the people in the Inner Court.

After sending the little girl away, the passive value in Xu Xiaoshou's mind had already broken the five-thousand mark.

He landed happily.

Indeed, this is a way. In the future, when there are no fights, he can just go out and show off more.

Just flying alone can make the Outer Court students envious, jealous, and resentful.

No other reason, they can't fly.

His thoughts returned, and Xu Xiaoshou stood in front of the Inner Court gate for a long time.

This is just an ordinary threshold, with no barriers and no guards, because it's not needed.

In theory, Outer Court students are not allowed to enter, and if discovered, they will be severely punished.

However, Xu Xiaoshou stepped in.

One step, like entering a different world. The spiritual energy concentration here is very high, and Xu Xiaoshou had already advanced his "Breathing Technique" to the innate level, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

His body itched...

It was very comfortable, yet very uncomfortable...

This is the reason he was extremely unwilling to upgrade his "Breathing Technique." Every time the environment changes, he has to readjust.

But he has to try to adapt to everything.

Xu Xiaoshou clenched his fists, enduring!

"Ah~"

He couldn't hold back.

A moan released, and he felt much better.

He relaxed, and the scene of the sunrise in the east, when he met Master Sang, flashed in his mind...

It was very dreamlike and very unreal.

Master Sang is indeed a very peculiar person. After the apprenticeship ceremony, the first thing he did was to set three rules.

First, don't call him Master.

Second, don't actively reveal their relationship.

Third, he must visit the Spirit Treasury Pavilion to see him once every three days.

The first two didn't bother Xu Xiaoshou much, but the third one was a real headache.

Just thinking about having to see that old man, he felt anxious, even though Master Sang was now his master.

But the old man included this rule in the "three rules," showing how important it was.

If he were to secretly build a house at home, he would probably be found and in trouble...

"Whatever, better to die early and be reborn. After seeing Master Sang, I'll go to the Spirit Affairs Pavilion to take on a mission."

With this thought, he quickened his pace and soon saw the simple three-story pavilion.

The Spirit Treasury Pavilion!

Before he even got close, the barrier cracked open, and the door opened by itself.

Xu Xiaoshou marveled, indeed impressive, he knew I was coming without even seeing me.

He walked in with a determined look.

Familiar bookshelves, row after row...

Xu Xiaoshou reached out and touched them.

"Come to the third floor!" An impatient voice sounded in his mind.

The third floor?

Xu Xiaoshou took out an ancient book and shook it, but there was nothing.

He remembered that last time, Xiao Qiuxiu had specifically emphasized that the third floor of the Spirit Treasury Pavilion was off-limits, making it seem very mysterious.

At first, he thought it contained master-level spirit techniques, but now it seems that Master Sang is there?

Yes, the exclusive floor for the scripture guardian, it makes sense.

Thump, thump, thump!

Xu Xiaoshou quickly walked up to the second floor and was immediately attracted by the large light circles inside.

Last time, he had the self-awareness to stay on the first floor and never even glanced at the second floor, not expecting it to look like this.

It's no longer just bookshelves, but these light circles...

What are they?

He walked over out of curiosity.

"Third floor!!" The voice in his mind sounded again.

Xu Xiaoshou: "..."

Why so urgent? Rushing to be reborn on the third floor?

The three rules said to find you within three days!

Can't you let me read books for two days?

It's rare to have such a studious moment in two lifetimes...

Of course, he didn't dare to say these things.

Xu Xiaoshou ran up to the third floor.

"Coming, coming!"