Chapter 42 (1/2)

42 – Mechanical Sword

Xue Qilin is rather far away from the Sword-casting Chamber. Of course, that is relative.

This distance is nothing to her. She flipped her body in the air and crossed two places separated by a precipice. Every time she propelled herself forward, the distance was greatly shortened.

Like a flying arrow that suddenly turns midway, Xue Qilin grabbed a branch, rotated her body around it, and changed direction, and then landed in the doorway of the Sword-casting Chamber.

“Heave-ho!” After landing, Xue Qilin shook like a wet kitten, shaking off the branches and leaves stuck to her.

Just as before, the Sword-casting Chamber is full of the unique scent of charcoal. But…

“Why isn't there anyone here?”

Unlike the busy scene with people coming and going in the past, the Sword-casting Chamber is completely empty.

Xue Qilin closed her eyes and emptied her mind. In a split second, she felt her consciousness float out. It is a wonderful state where she felt like her body has fused with the world.

Her five senses expanded at once, and countless perception threads extended from her and covered virtually every corner of the Sword-casting Chamber.

It seems like even the formless wind can be touched. In this ethereal state, everything felt both virtual and real.

Soon, Xue Qilin caught the aura of people.

“In the backyard…” When she spoke, her consciousness condensed in an instant, and she walked towards the backyard of the Sword-casting Chamber.

Why are they all here? Xue Qilin has just come to the backyard, when she felt strange.

The yard that isn't big to begin with is now crowded, and a red ponytail swaying energetically can be vaguely seen in the crowd.

Oh, she's indeed here! With the iconic red ponytail, Xue Qilin recognized Li Wanting.

In order not to disturb everyone, she silently stood outside the crowd and waited for the right time.

As if an iron plate has. .h.i.t the ground, a m.u.f.fled sound suddenly stimulated Xue Qilin's ears.

“It won't do!” Someone said, dispirited.

Next, everyone jeered at the same time.

“Hey, didn't I say… Even Uncle Teacher can just barely operate the mechanism inside the sword, much less you! Uncle Teacher is in the Earth Realm!”

Sword, barely operate, mechanism? What's that? Xue Qilin crooked her head, puzzled.

“In the entire Merak Temple, I'm afraid that only the vice-Temple Master Ye and the Young Ancestor can freely wield this sword.”

“No kidding! The both of them are Heaven Realm masters!”

At this time, Li Wanting who has been silently watching the noisy crowd finally spoke: “Don't make a fuss! This sword was made for the Young Ancestor to begin with, so it's no wonder that you can't use it!”

Her tone revealed some unique confidence.

“It is… So is my sword ready?” Reckoning that it was time to tell them that she was here, Xue Qilin asked, curious.

Probably not expecting to hear an ethereal child voice here, the people in the yard paused at the same time, and then cast surprised looks at Xue Qilin.

“You're here, Young Ancestor.” Li Wanting reacted first.

“Greetings, Young Ancestor!” Coming back to their senses, everyone paid respects to Xue Qilin, and then made way for her.

“h.e.l.lo everyone! Thank you for your hard work!” After Xue Qilin responded to the crowd, she looked at Li Wanting.

“Yeah, I have been standing here for a while.” With delicate steps, Xue Qilin approached Li Wanting and greeted her.

“I see.” Li Wanting nodded her head, and then looked around.

“What's the matter?” Xue Qilin blinked her eyes and asked.

Li Wanting retracted her gaze, “Young Ancestor, where's my disciple?”

The expression in Xue Qilin's eyes suddenly darkened – what do you mean by that… She found this statement a little ambiguous, “What disciple?”

“The one that I sent to notify you.”

“Oh, I didn't meet him.” Xue Qilin recalled Xia Xue's words and explained, “I heard from Little Xue that you sent someone to look for me, so I just came here directly. At that time, I wasn't in the Snow-facing Abode. We should have missed each other.”

“Hha, you missed each other! But it doesn't matter!” Li Wanting suddenly grabbed Xue Qilin's hand. Perhaps because she worked with swords for a long time, but her hand is a bit rough, not as smooth as Qi Qiqi's.

However, on second thought, Xue Qilin felt puzzled. As far as she knows, Qi Qiqi practices with her sword often. So how come her hands are so well maintained?

“Young Ancestor, your sword is finally ready! This is my greatest masterpiece!” Li Wanting was almost dragging Xue Qilin behind her.

Greatest masterpiece?

Just as Xue Qilin was surprised that the other party has spent so much thought on her sword, Li Wanting corrected: “… one of my greatest masterpieces.”

Suddenly feeling that the other party has wasted her grat.i.tude, Xue Qilin couldn't help but roll her eyes. Li Wanting who walked in the front naturally didn't notice Xue Qilin's reaction.

“Take a look!” Li Wanting spoke in a confident tone.

“Mhm.” Xue Qilin voiced her a.s.sent and looked in the direction Li Wanting was pointing.

In the center of the crowd, there is a wooden sword rack, and the thing placed on it attracted her gaze deeply.

Ma.s.sive. That was Xue Qilin's first impression of the think on the sword rack.

The dark gray body faintly emits chills and glows with a very dull light, giving off the misconception that it fragments the sunlight.

Looking overwhelming, it's far longer than Xue Qilin is tall and so wide that it can cover her and then some.

That thing is really too big. It took a while for Xue Qilin to understand what it is – a sword, a big sword.

“Little Ting… Is this my sword?” Her voice was unstable due to shock.

Although Xue Qilin said that she wanted a big sword, but the sword that Li Wanting created exceeded her imagination by far.

It's just too large.

“Young Ancestor, give it a try.” Li Wanting urged, looking like the head of a household giving a treasure to their child and looking at them with expectation.

Still in shock, Xue Qilin issued an absentminded sound, and then grabbed the hilt.

“Oh oh! She picked it up!” A disciple exclaimed, and everyone showed looks of admiration.

In the watchful eyes of others, Xue Qilin simply lifted the sword. But…

The sword is a bit heavy. Xue Qilin doubted that she could freely wield the sword without using true qi.

Let's give it a try! Xue Qilin thought.

Holding the sword with both hands, she tilted the large sword down until the tip was just about to touch the ground, and then waved violently.

A deep whistle of air being sliced rang.

The dark gray sword swung horizontally clearly hasn't touched the ground, yet the snow on the ground was scattered as if there was a violent gust of wind.

Just a simple wave resulted in a sword pressure that blew at everyone's clothes.

So fearsome. Even Xue Qilin who made the swing was astonished.

Nevertheless, the sword met her initial requirements.

Because Xue Qilin isn't proficient in swordsmans.h.i.+p, and can only perform the most basic sword moves like swinging, stabbing, and slas.h.i.+ng, she wanted a big sword.