HEAVENLY CULTIVATION.
Arrive at Cang'Su

Like a wind without threat, in an instant Lau Luo in the dream had drawn her sword and directly threw it at Jing Yiran. Frozen Dew Floating on the pull in time to turn it, and for breath then the sword clashed against each other to cause a very loud sound that was followed by a heavy cold voice, the dark voice of the Heavenly Grief darkness merchant.

''If you keep getting in my way to avenge Ah Jiu-ge's death, I'll kill you Yiran-shixiong and then kill that peak elder as well." The black sword returned to Lau Luo's hand smoothly and she muttered in a thin voice. "Otherwise, I will destroy the sect, burn the Yiling mountains and kill the people from the Broken Sword Set and drink their blood all to dry!"

The black sword then lit up a red light, the name that suddenly appeared as soon as he missed the dead Ah Jiu-ge and it was as if such a sense of loss seemed to give endless prolonged grief and sorrow.

While stroking the sword, Lau Luo then muttered. "The Heavenly Sword.."

After turning one attack, Jing Yiran suddenly felt dizzy, she then used the Floating Frozen Dew to help her stay standing. The other leg bent to the ground and his eyes traced every curve of Lau Luo's already greatly changed face in that dream. The figure that was about to become a teenager was now becoming more mature and becoming colder, he closed his eyes as if he wanted to regulate every breath that felt heavy, the feeling that made it difficult for him to breathe.

After closing his eyes for a moment, not long after that he opened his eyes again..

At that moment someone called out to him with a worried voice. "Yiran-Shixiong, are you awake?"

Somehow the dizziness was still there that made all his head dizzy and hurt, Jing Yiran muttered a little as her head was already leaning on someone else's hands. "Luo-shidi?"

"Yiran-shixiong's chat.." Lau Luo knitted her brows and her black eyes did not lie if she was worried about Jing Yiran's state of sudden fainting, as soon as she saw the conscious Jing Yiran and opened her eyes she immediately asked. "When you arrived at the dock you suddenly fainted, did something bother you to make you tired and lost stamina lately?"

"Just a little tired.." Jing Yiran nodded seeing that Lau Luo in front of her was still shorter than him, subconsciously she immediately sighed after knowing that what happened earlier was not reality.

"As a companion, I have to take care of all the students who enter the competition. I should be tired." Jing Yiran said it in a tired voice then she continued saying. "Especially the peak elder Ma Dao, he won't be of much help. I have to take care of the work a little more and take care of everything, maybe I fainted from exhaustion."

"Shixiong you're too much to force yourself to not be able to rest well." Lau Luo immediately grabbed Jing Yiran's arm and placed it on her shoulder then she helped her to walk and propped it up as well. "I'll take you to rest in the room."

After arriving at the room he then took a thick white blanket and immediately enveloped Jing Yiran who looked miserable because her face was very pale and all of her skin felt colder.

Seeing Lau Luo leave after picking up a blanket for her, Jing Yiran immediately asked. "Luo-shidi, where are you going?"

"Take food in the kitchen."

Since Jing Yiran's fainting symptoms lasted for six hours frightened Lau Luo from being too worried, so even though the kitchen was now closed, she could still obtain the ingredients in the kitchen to make food.

Lau Luo had only been out for half an hour once she returned, in her hands was already a bowl of hot dumplings.

Naturally after fainting Jing Yiran did not lust for food other than sitting down to gather her consciousness. But as a core delivery disciple at the famous Yilin peak of a genius with an mature attitude, he stared at the dumplings in Lau Luo's hands with frowning brows.

Dumplings? It's a child's favorite food!

"I don't eat dumplings."

After placing the small dining table in front of Jing Yiran, Lau Luo placed the bowl on it revealing the shape of the dumpling dough.

He then said in a soft voice. "Yiran-shixiong who makes dumplings? look carefully, I made a belladona-shaped flower."

Right now he wanted so badly to shout because it was still a dumpling! You just changed the shape!

"Then why did you bring me sweet soy milk?"

Lau Luo shook her head, as if feeling pity. "It's stupid now that you're Yiran-shixiong. Do you think you're a little kid who needs to be cared for and I'm bringing you sweet soy milk? Look carefully this is just fermented soybean water."

"...."

So Jing Yiran had dinner with a bowl of belladona dumplings and also sweet soy milk that had been fermented.

After finishing all the food not long after they had landed in the harbor after seven days of sailing on a floating ship. If they don't ride it while attending a competition, but traveling overland can be sure the time they spend can reach one month before arriving in the city of Chang'Su because they have to travel troublesome by passing the hill.

Just like the dock in general, the place was very crowded with noise, screams and greetings from people who had just landed in the harbor. For the floating boatman, they would sing while moving things, and also because the place was crowded people could cross paths with familiar relatives, the excitement mixed with noise all into one.

Such noise could not make Deng Lun focus on cultivating, so he came out. Just as she wanted to see Jing Yiran that she had reportedly fainted some time ago she accidentally passed by Chuxi.

Somehow the girl was just biting her lower lip irritated and still standing at the door.

After half a column of incense time for courage, Deng Lun asked first. "Su Wan'er why are you still there?"

Chuxi looked over, and she suddenly smiled. "Do you want to see Yiran? No need to worry, even though his skin is very tips but his immunity is very thick and he has improved soon."

So Deng Lun just cleared his throat a little, since there was no serious problem with Jing Yiran he did not need to go in and check on her again.

"Just so-so was about to leave again, you as a human are too bland. Even the salt in the ocean is better than talking to you." While knowing Deng Lun's ultimate goal to return to meditation, Chuxi wanted to sneer further.

"Well you're so stiff, what! What'sthat?! What is it that meditating on and on and meditating on will turn you into a strong fast?!"

Chuxi laughs. "Rather than meditating and cultivating I suggest you should train your mouth to speak more."

Although Chuxi's words contained scorn and ridicule, but his feelings were much better as this was Deng Lun and Chuxi's talk for a slightly longer duration. Whereas in the past he would have difficulty finding a topic of conversation then Deng Lun could only speak a little, on the other hand Chuxi would puff his cheeks away and be indifferent.

For now Deng Lun really felt this was their longest talk. "Why are you just here?"

Because Chuxi was not satisfied with Erlang Xiao's peak, so she rarely socialized with her martial brothers there. And also since Zhang Ziyi and Xia Xia were not around, there was automatically no one who dared to start talking to him first. So Chuxi had no friends to tell stories with because of boredom.

And all this time he had only spent seven days traveling around, lazing around like a dried fish.

"You ask? Of course it's because I'm bored!"