Chen Ping's Sword
Chapter 235 - 139: Jade Sea Sword, Cyan Jade Body, Floating Light and Shadow
"Master, Mistress."
Like a playful child, Xiaoyuang dashed from the entrance of the Primordial Martial Arts Hall to the rear courtyard’s main hall, clutching her chest with joy on her face, said, "Ninth Senior Brother, there’s news from Ninth Senior Brother."
At this time, the little girl’s complexion looked wonderful, her face was brightly flushed, and even her skinny little body had gained some flesh, looking much healthier compared to before.
Seeing the Master and Mistress now, she wasn’t shy anymore, but rather graciously smiled with her mouth wide open.
Clearly, the news she heard made her unable to contain the joy in her heart. 𝙛𝒓𝒆𝙚𝒘𝒆𝓫𝙣𝓸𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝒄𝒐𝓶
"Has the Xuanwu Guard already been controlled? That’s great. I was worried that Zhang Lianshan might have been prepared, and with his subordinate army’s Military Qi gathered, it would be hard to defeat them quickly, and I wondered if I’d have to go out to provide assistance."
"No need, it’s already done. They say Zhang Lianshan, even with his army’s Qi gathered, wasn’t a match for Ninth Senior Brother..."
Xiaoyuang shook her head like a rattle and laughed more heartily, her eyes almost disappearing from view.
"That’s good, that’s good."
Sima Rou stepped forward, gently rubbing Zuo Xiaoyuan’s head, looking at this little disciple with joy in her heart as well.
Actually, ever since Zhuo Yunfei sent her over, Xiaoyuang always felt out of place in the Primordial Martial Arts Hall, like a frightened bird.
Even when we were kind to her sometimes, she dared not open her heart.
Whenever I saw her, she would hide in the corner like a ghost...
A thirteen-year-old girl appeared as worn as a thirty-year-old woman, having tasted the bitterness and warmth of society.
Just looking at her made one feel heartache.
However, since Chen Ping came, the situation changed.
Although that guy didn’t seem exceptionally good to Xiaoyuang, just occasionally joking with her, and even forcing her to practice martial arts... sometimes gently scolding her, making her tear up, but her complexion grew better.
Slowly mastering a set of Primordial Swordsmanship, and showing great progress in the Qi Nurturing and Essence Cultivation Realm.
Judging by this pace, within a year or half, she could build a good foundation and enter the Iron Body Realm, becoming a promising candidate for a direct disciple.
Sima Rou marveled at the situation and subtly understood that the little girl probably considered Chen Ping as her own brother.
At first, Zuo Li and Zuo Xiaoyuang, the brother and sister duo, left the snowy plains, wandering with nowhere to go... After enduring trials, ultimately, even their own brother Zuo Duanshou perished in the Yellow Springs.
She was not only sad and upset but also blamed herself and felt guilty.
She likely always felt that she was the one who caused her brother’s death.
Fortunately, Chen Ping’s appearance truly filled the void in her heart, allowing her to finally break free.
This was evident from when she occasionally secretly sought out Han Xiaoru, that silly girl, to inquire about the incident involving those five beggars.
The five little beggars fought against the Seven-Colored Hall, battled the government, contended with the Hu People, and ultimately not only overturned the Seven-Colored Hall’s Chizi Hall and Cyan Hall, but also embarrassed the Hu People’s Thirteenth Prince, gradually shifting the situation in Xingqing Prefecture.
It can be said, this is Chen Ping’s path of reversal.
Turning clouds and bringing rain with a flip of the hand.
If one had seen that crippled young man a month ago.
Who would have thought he could now intimidate the Prefecture Government Office, slay the Innate Experts, seize the Xuanwu Guard, and further threaten the Beizhou Barbarians?
"By the way, has there been any news from those disciples we secretly sent out to search for Little Table?"
Thinking about the five little beggars, a slight sorrow touched her heart.
She turned and asked Han Wushang.
"There is none for the time being. We inquired around, but Meng Zhuo himself vanished from South City Qilin Street since the day Xiaojiu fought his way out of Xingqing Prefecture.
However, according to one of his classmates, they once saw him visit the Meng Family’s Old Mansion, seemingly at the end of last month."
Han Wushang shook his head.
"He likely assumed a pseudonym and hid away.
With Xingqing Prefecture’s population in the tens of thousands, and the bottom-tier common people having no fixed residences, finding a young man who’s deliberately concealed and extremely cautious would be incredibly challenging."
Sima Rou mused, "There’s no choice if we can’t find him. We’ll just wait until Xiaojiu feels safe and spreads Tian Qi’s reputation; naturally, Meng Zhuo will come looking us up, alas..."
Sima Rou sighed, seeing Zuo Xiaoyuang scratching her head with a look of wanting to speak but swallowing her words, she patted her head, thinking maybe she’s getting old.
While discussing Chen Ping’s situation, how did she end up bringing up Little Table instead?
"Continue, we just talked about Xiaojiu taking the Xuanwu Guard, and next it will definitely be reorganizing. He probably won’t be back for a while, so we must not wait; we need to prepare against any counterattacks from the Beizhou Barbarians.
The masters of the Shifang Martial Arts Hall and Wind and Thunder Sword Hall earlier obeyed the Hu People’s orders to intercept, came with ill intentions, we must guard against their desperate attacks on the Primordial Martial Arts Hall...
Although Shifang Martial Arts Hall’s Xu Baxian is dead, the seventy-two disciples under him are strong, and this force shouldn’t be underestimated.
Especially Wind and Thunder Martial Arts Hall’s Cheng Wuduan, this man has sharp eyes and is astute and formidable.
Despite not having learned the Shenxiao Daoist Sect’s ultimate skill, Shenxiao Sword, and Five Thunders Celestial Heart Palm, he crafted Wind Thunder Sword from his eclectic study of various schools, and it’s quite powerful.
It’s precisely this type of master who’s battled up from the bottom that is harder to deal with."
"Um, Mistress, there’s no need to worry about the two Martial Halls anymore."
Xiaoyuang smacked her lips, raised her head high like holding a shared glory, "The two martial halls have also been subdued by Ninth Senior Brother; the Senior Brother who reported said, only forty-five of the seventy-two disciples remain, the rest have been killed, even Xu Baxian’s two sons are dead.