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The two of them whispered about such a private matter as Dongfang Qingqi, leaving Du Minxing stunned and Chen Minjue repeatedly frowning and stroking his beard, before Chu Lei said in a deep voice, “This matter is inconvenient for younger generation to interfere in. Today’s words, pretend as if you never heard them. Xuanji, Si Feng, you too.”

Xuanji sighed, “What about those disciples who were expelled?”

Chu Lei said, “I will intervene in this matter; you stay out of it.” After saying that, Chu Lei said, “It’s getting late, so let’s go and inform the others. After all, the Zanhua Ceremony is the most important event, so we must not delay.”

Xuanji hurriedly said, “What about the Dinghǎi Iron Chains?”

Chu Lei frowned and whispered, “This is not something that you and I can stop with our mortal powers, and it would be fatal for us to interfere. Temporarily let this matter cool down, to quietly control the movement is the best policy.”

How come father also said to use silence to control action? These grown-ups don’t seem to be willing to discuss the matter of the Dinghǎi Iron Chains. Are they still not convinced?

When she saw that she was thinking, Yu Sifeng quietly patted her on the shoulder and whispered, “When Minyan and the others come, we’ll go check it out ourselves.”

She smiled brightly, Sifeng really is the best.

Chu Lei’s meeting with his old friend is naturally another bustling affair. When Dongfang Qingqi saw Xuanji with the new blue sword hanging from her waist, he couldn’t help but smile and say, “I thought Brother Chu was biased, and Xuanji doesn’t even have a suitable weapon. Now that both swords have masters, Master Rong Gu will be happy too, right?”

Chu Lei was always laughing and joking in front of him, so he laughed and said, “Shame, the two children are still young, so they can’t bring out the power of the divine weapon, only slowly hone their skills.”

Although Master Rong gave the sword in the name of Chu Lei’s daughter, the children are still young, so they can’t play with swords and spears. In the past few years, it was always He Danping who used Duàn Jīnand he himself used Bēng Yù. The two swords are different in nature even though they both come from Dianjing Valley. He Danping’s external swordsmanship is first-rate, and Duàn Jīn is like a tiger with wings, while Bēng Yù is in Chu Lei’s hands, but somehow, something is not right.

This sword is sharp, but it is unable to infuse sword energy into it. As soon as he exercises his power, the sword is like a sponge, sucking in all his sword energy as water, and he can’t release it no matter what. A sword that cannot release sword energy is useless, even if it is a powerful weapon.

In the past, he thought it was because he was using the wrong method, and he even asked Master Rong to give him some advice. Later, after his advice, he realized that his aura was not compatible with this sword. That is to say, Duàn Jīn is a sharp weapon that anyone can use, but Bēng Yù is the one that chooses the master. If your qi is incompatible, the sword will only be for show, even if you have great ability.

He has no choice but to seal up Bēng Yù, hoping to find a suitable owner in the future.

“Xuanji, whether you can use this sword or not depends on coincidence of fate.” Chu Lei sighed a little, but he was so excited to see his daughter safe and sound that he forgot to tell her, and then he remembered to tell her, “Try to exercise your power and see if you can release the sword energy.”

Xuanji has just gotten the sword that she likes, hearing him say that just because she has gotten it still it might not be hers, so she feels a bit depressed. She walked out of the main hall, took out Bēng Yù, held it in her hand, concentrated on her powers, and with a sudden twist of her wrist, she drew a semi-circle in the air.

The target was a few green bamboos across the hall. Everyone stared and waited for a long while, but there was no sound, no sword light, no nothing, and the bamboos across the hall were standing there without a single leaf.

“Uh…” Xuanji was greatly disappointed, but could it be that she really couldn’t use Bēng Yù?

Chu Lei sighed in his heart, so even Xuanji wasn’t the right master. When he saw his daughter’s face full of confusion and bewilderment, he couldn’t bear to see her, so he went over to her and touched her head. “Well, next time father will pick a good sword for you.”

Dongfang Qingqi also smiled to lighten the mood, “Little Xuanji does not need to be sad, there are many swords better than Beng Yu. We can always find the right one.”

Xuanji only nodded her head, still reluctant to part with it, and took a look at the Beng Yu in her hand. It was the first time she had fallen in love with a sword at first sight, but who would have guessed that the falling flowers had no intention of flowing water… She used proverbs in a jumbled manner and turned to go back to the main hall with everyone else.

Suddenly, Chen Minjue screams, “Wait! Look!”

The crowd turned around, but they saw several green bamboo plants across the hall, slowly breaking away from the middle, Suddenly thwack thwack[1], falling to the ground. Chu Lei strode forward and raised his hand to touch the broken incision – it was as smooth as the surface of a mirror, and… cold, with a chill.

He turned his head unbelievably and looked at Xuanji, who was equally unbelievable, and murmured, “Xuanji, you can actually be the owner of Bēng Yù.”

“Huh? Oh… uh… “Xuanji made an unconscious sound and once again put Bēng Yù in front of her eyes to look at it again and again. She was able to use it again, is this called a good sword should be eaten back….

She wanted to use idioms, but Chu Lei was visibly excited and laughed, “You can really use them! That’s great! I can’t believe that your mother and I can’t use Bēng Yù , but it can release sword power in your hands!”

Now that she has truly become the master of Bēng Yù, the Shaoyang brothers, Dongfang Qingqi and the disciples of Fuyu Island all came over to congratulate her. Xuanji, however, was just smiling and gazing at Bēng Yù.

Now, one sword and one person can be considered as an immortal couple and be happy in the rivers and lakes. She continues to use idioms indiscriminately and is contented.

After the gossip, the juniors took their leave, each led by a free Fuyu Island disciple, and went to the guest room to settle down. Chu Lei and Dongfang Qingqi left the list of disciples who would compete in the Zanhua Ceremony, and each of them listed their own disciples of the appropriate age to discuss the selection process.

In the end, the two sects decided on twelve members each, and the Shaoyang faction’s list included most of the Min-Yan generation.

“Oh, Minyan will also participate?” Dongfang QIngqi saw the list that Chu Lei handed over, with some surprise.

Chu Lei nodded his head and said, “He is now eighteen years old, so he can give it a try and compete with the brothers of other schools, and know his own weight.”

“Didn’t he go down the mountain to train? Did he know he was competing?”

Chu Lei laughed: “No, I didn’t tell him. This child outside looks playful and smiling, but in fact high-minded and arrogant, if I told him long ago, during this downhill training he will be distracted. The young students have already mastered the moves, but they lack experience, so going downhill is a learning process.”

Dongfang Qingqi laughed and said, “The way you teach your students is different from before, a lot more flexible.”

Chu Lei smiled but remained silent. He was so touched by Xuanji’s story that he thought his daughter, who he always thought was a piece of rotten wood, could be taught by Chu Yinghong to be outstanding, so much so that he always wondered if he was too old-fashioned and missed many talented disciples. He learns to understand each disciple’s temperament and teach them according to their abilities, and his second disciple, Chen Minjue, who had always been ignored by him in the Min Generation, probably the biggest beneficiary.

In just a few months, he has learned the basic Five Elements Technique, which makes Chu Lei very happy. He often laments that he was too stubborn in the past, and he wonders how many disciples like Chen Minjue have left because of his master’s indifference.

“I have just received a notification from my disciples, saying that the Palace and Dianjing Valley sent letters about their departure, will arrive in the next two days. As for the Xuan Yuan fSect, there is no news from them so far, which is really a headache.”

Dongfang QIngqi rubbed the side of his head and the shadows under his eyes were dark and deep, and he seemed to have aged a lot in that moment.

“If they don’t care about the Zanhua Ceremony, we won’t serve them anymore. This Xuan Yuan Sect is always opposing others, extremely hateful.”

Chu Lei heard this, with a faint smile, lightly said, “You don’t look too good, but I guess this is not related to the Xuan Yuan Sect.”

Dongfang Qingqii with a fierce shock overturned the tea cup in his hand and his shirt was splashed with water.

“I’m sure getting old, I can’t even hold a cup,” he mocked himself.

Chu Lei put his cup down, said in a low voice, “Qingqi, what happened to those disciples you drove away?”

Dongfang Qingqi stared blankly ahead for a long, before saying, “Injustice… I didn’t listen to the advice of Lord Rong and you that day… It’s ridiculous that I still can’t bear it now…”

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[1]: Onomatopoeia or sound word, used to imitate the sound of something falling or crashing. The onomatopoeia in Mandarin was 啦啦 ‘la la’ .

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