Chapter 17 - False Epiphany (1/2)

Translator: Atlas Studios  Editor: Atlas Studios

Yi Qing demonstrated this set of sword techniques for almost an hour. His movements were ever-changing and powerful. Although he had tried his best to rein in the force of his Sword Qi, the entire upper section of the island had been cleaved off by him by the time he finally withdrew his Qi.

“Master, this is the sword technique I usually use.” Yi Qing turned towards Shen Ying, his fists cupped in respect. He looked straight at her with shining eyes.

Without really thinking, Shen Ying praised, “Ah, not bad!” It’s just a little too slow.

“Thank you Master!” He grew even more emotional. “Please guide me.”

“…” Flustered, Shen Ying began to perspire. What guidance could she give? She didn’t know anything about sword techniques.

Noticing her predicament, Lonemoon smirked and said, “Yes, guide him, guide him.”

“Er… this…”

“Master doesn’t have a weapon on hand?” Yi Qing quickly passed her the spirit sword in his hand. “Excuse my oversight. Please use mine for the moment.”

“…” Do you need to be so considerate?

“Quickly, guide him, guide him.” The grin on Lonemoon’s face widened even more. He gave her a nudge and said, “You need to hurry, the sun is going down soon.”

“Master?”

Shen Ying looked at the sword in her hand. “Actually… I think you were just fine.” I’m sure there’s nothing that needs to be changed.

“Enough of this!” Before Yi Qing could reply, Lonemoon jeered, “Stop pretending. If you can impress me with a trick or two, you can be my master!”

“You?” Shen Ying glanced at him. “Can you cook?”

“I have never had to cook for myself.”

“Oh, then I don’t want you.”

“You…” Who the hell wants to be your disciple!

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Shen Ying ignored him. She took two steps forward, looked at the flat island, and gripped the sword with her hands. How did the chef disciple wield the sword? Seemed like it needs to be raised first…

She lifted the sword directly with one hand and raised it above her head like she was holding a dumbbell. One couldn’t discern any method behind her move, let alone a technique…

Oh! Lonemoon couldn’t help laughing again, watching as Shen Ying was about to swing the sword down forcefully. He was waiting for her to make a fool of herself.

Suddenly, a hurricane seemed to form out of nowhere and the sword emitted a beam of light as bright as daylight, arching over the earth and across the sky. Shen Ying swung the sword down. There was a loud boom and the entire island was split in two. The beam of light continued to travel straight ahead, directly sweeping through the nearby Blackheaven Sect, splitting apart a mountain on the upper right of the sect, and then shooting straight into the sea before finally disappearing into the horizon.

The white clouds in the sky split apart and the entire surface of the sea suddenly sank. The waters of the sea parted, revealing a deep and bottomless crack that extended into the distance. It was as if the earth and sky had been sliced open by a sword. Everything was silent except for the sounds of water rushing through crack in the sea.

Yi Qing: “…”

Lonemoon: “…”

“Er…” I must have used too much force. Shen Ying scratched her head and then threw the sword back to the chef. “What’s-your-name, what’s for dinner tonight?”

The two men were dumbfounded. At last, the experienced Yi Qing was the first to return to his senses. He answered reflexively, “Ma Po… Tofu… I think?”Master is truly a master! (✪ω✪)

“Ok, when do we head back?”

“Right away. Since Master is tired today, shall I prepare another dish?”

“You really are a good chef… disciple!”

Lonemoon: You really are… a frightening woman.

Wait a minute! She just used the word chef? That was definitely what she said, right?!

“Why don’t we head back to prepare dinner right now?”

“Master, wait!” Yi Qing took a deep breath and looked at Shen Ying with an expression of earnestness such as he had never shown before. “Please forgive your disciple’s ignorance. I have yet to understand the intent behind this move of Master’s.”

“…” I didn’t intend anything.

“Disciple does not understand. How could that simple move of Master’s be so powerful?”

“Er…” Shen Ying’s mouth twitched, thinking: how would I know? “Maybe I… have more strength?”

“Strength?”