Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Seven – Qinghua Xue (1/2)

Chapter Three Hundred and Seventy Seven – Qinghua Xue

Two kinds of high level yao arts!

Ming Jue Zi studied the recording yao art and searched mentally what yao arts these two were. He knew at some details about the majority of high level yao arts. It had to be said this was not three thousand years ago. High level yao arts were no longer common.

However, no matter how long he thought for, he could not identify the origins of these two yao arts. His curiosity increased. His first idea was, was this a new kind of yao art?

In the great war three thousand years ago, even though large numbers of yao arts had been lost, the low and intermediate yao arts were still passed down untouched. After three thousand years of development, each yao art house had focusedtheir efforts to create new yao arts, and those famed houses all focused on creating new high level yao arts. Even those Sky Yao were working towards the same goal.

The development of yao arts had reached a new era of creativity. In these years, new high level yao arts had been continuously invented. This had become one of the measures to judge a yao art house. Without a high level yao art of their own, a yao art house could not push into the ranks of famed houses.

Was these high level yao arts that were created by a yao art house?

This was the most plausible hypothesis. But Ming Jue Zi’s intuition told him it was not like that. Xiao Mo Ge’s origins had always been a mystery but he had a completely different quality to the yao that came from yao art hoses. Ming Jue Zi was confident in his eyes. When he saw Xiao Mo Ge for the first time, this feeling was very strong.

Maybe it was an ancient high level yao art that had been lost?

Ming Jue Zi decided to do deep research.

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Qinghua Zang Shui felt he was going crazy!

Xiao Mo Ge’s rudeness infuriated him. Even that idiotic nobody was so impolite to him!

When had the yao of the Blue Flower Family been treated so rudely?

But damn it, the blue flower was useless against that idiotic bastard! Qinghua Zang Shui tightly balled his fists, his eyes sprouting fire. Why? Why were the blue flowers useless against the idiot?

Did the [Blue Flower] have some fatal weakness … …

Impossible!

The reason that the Blue Flower family had such status was due to this blue flower.

This idea that suddenly came was like a poisonous vine that creeped over his mind. Without knowing it, his face became ashen, and his back soaked.

No!

There definitely was not a problem with the [Blue Flower]! It definitely was that he had incorrectlycultivated somehow! Yes! It definitely was like that!

His heart tightened again. Had something gone wrong with his cultivation?

“Brother, what is it?” Qinghua Xue who coincidentally pushed open the door to come in saw Qinghua Zang Shui’s pale face and jumped in fright.

“I’m fine,” Qinghua Zang Shui said with a forced smile. But his voice was dry and rough, and caused the concern on Qinghua Xue’s face to grow.

Qinghua Xue’s body was tall and about the same as Qinghua Zang Shui. The slightly blue skin had a fine glossy sheen and contrasted beautifully against the amber eyes. It was unspeakably moving. Especially her long and curled eyelashes that evoked one’s pity.

“Is Brother still angry at that Xiao Mo Ge?” Qinghua Xue’s voice was warm and seemed to hold a special power. Qinghua Zang Shui quickly calmed down.

Qinghua Zang Shui hesitated for a moment, but when he recalled that poisonous thought, he couldn’t help but say, “Sister, is my [Blue Flower] not being cultivated properly?”

Qinghua Xue was slightly astonished. “Why does Brother have such a strange idea?”

“Today, I met a person in the Wasteland Beast Chessboard. He wasn’t afraid of the blue flower at all. I had sent out twelve blue flowers, each hit his body but nothing happened to him.” Traces of terror showed in Qinghua Zang Shui’s gaze.

“Aah!” Qinghua Xue was very shocked, but when she saw Qinghua Zang Shui’s gaze full of terror and dispiritedness, she quickly composed herself. After thinking for a moment, she slowly opened, “The world is great, and has all kinds of wonders. Even the [Forbidden Night] of the Night Clan doesn’t dare to say that it is undefeatable. Does Brother remember what happened two years ago?”

Qinghua Zang Shui’s expression instantly relaxed.

“Our cultivation of [Blue Flower] lacks the last three levels but there are definitely are no problems.” Qinghua Xue’s voice was confidence.

Qinghua Zang Shui was relieved of his worries. He felt his younger sister was right, and mocked himself inside for having a weak mentality. The two were siblings from the same father but of different mothers. However, they had a great relationship. Qinghua Xue was the younger sister, but she was very intelligent, and Qinghua Zang Shui respected her from a young age, especially in the area of cultivation.

Even though Qinghua Zang Shui was a member of the Genius Alliance, he had no thoughts of pride in front of his younger sister. He knew of his younger sister’s talents in cultivation. From very young, he would ask help from his sister whenever he encountered a problem in cultivation. But his sister did not like conflict, and never used yao arts in front of other people. Even their father did not know of his sister’s talent in cultivating [Blue Flower].

Almost no one knew the name of Qinghua Xue.