After Sheng Jun Chapter 10 (Part 2)
Translated by Sylver (ko-fi)
Chapter 10 Relieving Him (part 2)
While he was investigating, Zhu Yan and Zhu Xu, sensing the spiritual energy fluctuation, rushed over from the other side, "Sect Master!"
Jiang Xingzhi asked, "What's the story with the stone steps on the mountain?"
Zhu Yan replied, "Bai Mu carved them."
Zhu Xu added, "Yes, yes, carved them with his sword."
Jiang Xingzhi was amazed—this was possible?
No wonder Bai Mu hadn't accompanied him out today; he had been paving the way for the sect's rise.
He couldn't help but recall the sword calluses on those fingers that had brushed past his soul that day, thinking that Bai Mu was indeed a sword cultivator. He just wondered who would be superior between him and Xu Jian, who was known as the world's premier Sword Saint.
Jiang Xingzhi regretted, "What a pity, I didn't get to see Brother Bai using his sword."
Recalling the scene from earlier that day, admiration showed in Zhu Yan's eyes, "I have never seen such pure and fierce sword intent, and Bai Mu Daren's lifebound sword is quite..."
"Zhu Yan." A voice suddenly fell in the empty courtyard.
Zhu Yan quickly cut off his words. Jiang Xingzhi turned his head to see Zhong Ming walking out from the adjacent courtyard.
The dark clothes perfectly concealed him in the darkness, appearing as silently as ever. Zhong Ming glanced at Zhu Yan and said coolly, "Were you this talkative when you were doing intelligence work before?"
Zhu Yan realized his mistake and quickly cupped his hands in apology.
Zhong Ming withdrew his gaze and walked to stand before Jiang Xingzhi, "You just finished your nirvana, why aren't you resting properly and running around instead?"
Clap! Jiang Xingzhi suddenly realized, "Moving furniture."
"..."
…….
The items brought back from the Shang family were arranged on the mountaintop that night.
Jiang Xingzhi propped up his slender white arms and consecutively pulled out five or six Eight Immortals tables from his storage bag, and then the entire mountaintop fell silent.
After finishing moving everything, he sighed in self-pity, "This really exhausted my delicate constitution."
Everyone: "..."
Zhu Yan felt something invisible grip the back of his neck. He unconsciously swallowed and then respectfully picked up the rosewood bed, "Sect Master, should this be placed in your bedchamber?"
Jiang Xingzhi looked at the square wooden cabin, "Zhu Yan, don't speak so pretentiously, look how down-to-earth Xiao Xu is."
Zhu Yan looked at his brother.
Zhu Xu was carrying a screen, wearing a simple expression, "Sect Master! Which direction should this be placed in the main hall?"
"..." Jiang Xingzhi waved his hand, "Whatever you like."
Seeing that they had already started moving furniture in an orderly manner, Jiang Xingzhi took out the brocade box from his bosom and said to Zhong Ming, "Let's split the spoils. The Shang family's thank-you gift, one for each of us, I brought it back."
"What is this?" Zhong Ming looked over.
The box lid opened, revealing the blue and red "Moon-Holding Pearls" lying on the brocade cloth.
Jiang Xingzhi avoided the extremely cold Moon-Holding Pearl and gestured to Zhong Ming, "Just that one, my constitution is special and I can't touch it. Brother Bai has strong fire energy, wearing it would be just right to balance it."
Zhong Ming's eyes grew cold—it was this one that had harmed the person...
Just as he was thinking this, he heard Jiang Xingzhi wondering, "Do you think if I wore the red one, it might be good for my broken body?"
Zhong Ming's eyebrows first twitched at the phrase "broken body," then noticed how the two jade pendants matched in style.
After sending out a strand of divine consciousness to investigate, he said seriously, "Wear it, at least nothing will go wrong."
After speaking, he took the blue jade pendant and tied it at his waist.
Jiang Xingzhi lovingly touched his own face, which was as pale as if recovering from a serious illness, "That's good, red will make my complexion look better."
Zhong Ming watched him put the jade pendant in his bosom, "You're not going to wear it?"
Jiang Xingzhi touched his chest, "Someone reminded me today that wealth shouldn't be displayed."
"..."
The fluorescent blue Moon-Holding Pearl swayed gently in the dark waistband.
Jiang Xingzhi gently added, "But you don't have to worry about that, you look intimidating."
The response he got was a "heh."
Jiang Xingzhi, relying on his thick skin, pretended not to hear.
Although Shang Luxing said these jade pendants weren't a pair, he always felt there was something subtle about them both hanging at their waists. He and Bai Mu each had someone they loved, so it was better to keep things clear.
…….
Given the sect's current small scale, the items brought back were quickly arranged.
Compared to those large sects, Guixue Sect at this time looked more like a chicken coop. Probably no one could imagine that this place housed two of the world's only Mahayana cultivators.
After Zhu Yan and his brother finished moving everything, they went back to rest. Jiang Xingzhi was about to return to his room when Zhong Ming suddenly called out to him, "Did Shang Luxing bring up the honorary elder position again today?"
The topic came so abruptly that Jiang Xingzhi "Hm?"ed and said, "He didn't say it directly, but he hinted at it."
Zhong Ming fingered the jade pendant at his waist and suddenly gave a low laugh.
...So it was indeed to curry favor with him.
But even Shang Luxing could see through his intentions, yet the person before him remained completely unaware.
Jiang Xingzhi got goosebumps from this laugh that came out of nowhere, "What are you laughing at?"
Zhong Ming walked past him, "Receiving such a generous gift brings joy to my heart."
The dark figure was about to disappear into the night in a few breaths' time. Jiang Xingzhi felt his laugh was very meaningful and called out to stop him again, "Brother Bai, where are you going?"
Zhong Ming stopped and turned his head to hook the corner of his mouth at him, "Back to the side hall, bedchamber."
"..."
Jiang Xingzhi had been worn out enough for today and fell straight asleep when he returned to his room.
The rosewood bed from the Shang family was quite comfortable to sleep in, but that night he unusually had many dreams.
One moment he dreamed of the Ninth Heaven Lightning Tribulation, the next of that pair of Moon-Holding Pearls, and then of Zhu Yan talking about how Bai Mu's lifebound sword was this and that...
At the end of the dream, Xu Jian's figure actually appeared. That face that had been imprinted in his mind for several hundred years turned around, as severe as deep winter.
A cold sword light flashed past, and all the complex dreams scattered in the white light.
Jiang Xingzhi's eyes flew open, his heart still beating fast.
Mother... he had only been dead for a few days, surely Xu Jian's resentment towards him couldn't be this strong? Coming to slash at him even in dreams.
He lay in bed rubbing his chest to calm down for a while, then turned over and sat up.
Then he casually pulled on an outer robe from beside him, put it on, and pushed open the door to walk out.
Something flashed past in his peripheral vision—in the adjacent courtyard, a figure practicing sword used a branch as a sword, dark clothes catching the wind, the Moon-Holding Pearl at his waist gleaming in the dim light.
Probably hearing the movement, that sword stance suddenly ceased.
Jiang Xingzhi turned to look, catching just the last half of that sword move.
He froze, not having seen clearly just now...but it seemed somewhat familiar?