HEAVENLY CULTIVATION.
Buying weapons

Yesterday Chuxi said she was angry with him for no reason. "Luo-didi do you realize you've been kinda.. changed too much?"

Now Chuxi's words at that time turned back in his brain, such a warning coming without pause pushed his head to throb even harder because after Lau Luo had such a dream about Shu Zi Jiu's death how could he not change?

Ah Jiu-ge's dream of death due to a sword that penetrated into the middle of the chest, how could he not change?

Lau Luo only wanted to become stronger in order to protect Shu Zi Jiu well, so that never happened so she decided to cultivate for five years. But since the most frightened dream was repeated again and in the dream it was certain that he would blame Shao Yi Chen who sent him to the village with the ends of Shu Zi Jiu's death, he would definitely blame Shao Yi Chen who sent him to the village with the ends of Shu Zi Jiu's death, blaming Xian Zi who tried to stop him, blaming Jing Yiran and Deng Lun who did not protect everyone with a sneak, or blame the entire villagers for protecting them until Lau Luo has no time to protect Ah Jiu-ge.

But actually the person he blamed was himself for being weak. Then this question came back over and over again in his mind, how could he not change?

Even though all those horrors and the ones that scared her the most only happened in a dream, but if Shu Zi Jiu's death dream came true someday, how could he not change?

"Everything is safe, you don't have to worry young master." It was the writing Soh Jinhong had sent him and after reading it, Lau Luo simply could not sigh in relief because now her face was expressionless and looked cold like the cold water that was in Lake Ye.

The people who attended the Single Sword Conference must be prepared to obtain a place to rest, therefore Jing Yiran did not need to arrange to find lodging for them to spend the night. Then the next morning, Jing Yiran came to one of the rooms near Lake Ye to look for Lau Luo.

He knocked on the door, after several times there was no answer he asked. "Luo-shidi, are you inside?"

It was still quiet, so Jing Yiran opened the door but found no one. In view of the blanket on the mattress is still neatly arranged and also feels cold, it is clear that someone all night does not occupy it in the least. So he went straight out, and when he came out and walked lightly across the lake, Jing Yiran saw a white cyan robe fluttering on the millow tree and on it was a figure sitting on it.

Jing Yiran asked. "I looked you into your room but didn't find you there and you just happened to be here."

Having already found someone in his car, Jing Yiran asked again. "Luo-shidi can you accompany me for a minute?"

Lau Luo looked towards him and she nodded in response.

Now to attend the Single Sword Conference the position of Jing Yiran was a companion, and right now she was definitely taking care of all the necessities needed for the competition and she would be a much busier person. So after they bought the necessary items, Jing Yiran then brought Lau Luo into the sword shop to be used in the match later.

As he entered a sword and weapon shop, Jing Yiran suddenly said. "That's because you don't want to use the Floating Frozen Dew then we have to find you a sword in the meantime."

They then looked around at the sword that was already laid out in the shop. The shop was almost the same as Chan Zao's shop which had all forms of martial arts equipment with large and small sizes. But this store looks much more complete, seeing the price has an additional zero which is a lot behind it must also be very expensive.

Seeing how expensive it was to buy things here, Lau Luo shook her head. "Yiran-shixiong need not give me a sword. I could see the items here were nothing more than quality in Chan Zao's shop but they were extremely expensive, he said, just to exchange a few attacks I was afraid that it would break and throw away the shixiong money for free."

After seeing the quality of the sword Lau Luo had before from Chan Zao, what Lau Luo said was indeed true.

So Jing Yiran spoke. "If your Shixiong says he's going to buy you something you need to do is just accept it, do you understand?"

He immediately filled Lau Luo's hands with a pile of iron. "Select one of them!"

Lau Luo looked at the swords Jing Yiran chose which were all almost silver in color and looked extremely dazzling to the eyes, as the silver color in the sunlight would be much more dazzling. So he muttered thinly. "Yiran-shixiong can I just pick the black one?"

Jing Yiran was startled, she then recalled her dream as the Floating Frozen Dew clashed with the black color sword that was Heavenly Grief because in her dream she was fighting with Lau Luo and was at odds, she said, so he subconsciously was a bit scared and immediately spoke in snapping.

Just this time Jing Yiran raised her voice, Lau Luo was briefly stunned because after all Jing Yiran had always given her delicate and gentle attention in addition to high words there was also anxiety floating between Jing Yiran's eyes, but that anxiety exists in just the blink of an eye.

Jing Yiran regained her senses, she lowered her brows limp and again said softly. "I didn't mean to yell at you. Just don't choose black, do you understand?"

Lau Luo also did not want to make too much noise, so she immediately nodded. "I understand."

Since it was only a matter of the color of the swords that were all made of the same iron, there was no need to dispute over small matters. So Lau Luo picked it up randomly. "Well, I'll pick this one."

"Buddy, if you choose him it won't be able to last more than three strikes before it's completely broken." Another person suddenly came beside Lau Luo and gave her opinion. The person who saw him must have felt that he was a friendly and sociable person.

Jing Yiran turned her head to look at him, and a split second later she asked. "This brother.."

That person looked neat, his face was also very handsome. But when compared to the appearance of Jing Yiran who would look good in the eyes to make people run out of words, or compared to the face of Lau Luo who had cold but handsome features, he said, the appearance of that person would drop to ordinary standards.

She smiles. "I'm Duan Yanyue."

Duan Yanyue was wearing a somewhat old red robe, the sword on his waist was hanging the moon falling pendant as well as his long black hair was neatly tied. Duan Yanyue then said and he smiled politely. "I've always heard that Yilin pinnacle disciples are amazing. After seeing you guys in person I realized that the news was not a mere rumor.."

Jing Yiran had a good impression of Duan Yanyue because a stranger definitely did not give her opinion easily. Not only that as well, if seen from Duan Yanyue's bright smile. Duan Yanyue acted as if they were old comrades who could only meet after many years of separation.

Jing Yiran said kindly. "Suan's martial brother is too flattering."

After a short pause he then asked. "Do you have any reason why the sword we picked broke so easily?"

Duan Yanyue picked up the sword Lau Luo had chosen and he began to explain. "Our Duan family has an auction in the southern continent. Because every time there was a sword that would be at auction I would pay attention to the quality of the items they were selling, so I was used to judging items just by looking at them. If you don't believe my word you can have it and prove that this will be a useless item later."

"You said the right thing." Since Lau Luo picked it up randomly, she did not notice how the quality of the swords were when picking it up, so if the quality of the sword she picked up was bad she would not be too surprised either.

"Can you help me choose it?" After glancing at Jing Yiran, Lau Luo said to Duan Yanyue. "Must be silver."

"That's easy." Duan Yanyue responded with pleasure. "But I think a slightly dark sword would be more suitable for you..."

As he said it Duan Yanyue then looked at Jing Yiran's gaze which somehow made him feel uncomfortable.

Did he say wrong?

He suddenly found out the reason Lau Luo picked up her sword randomly without regard for quality and looked disinterested.

It was because it had to be chosen with Jing Yiran's taste that had to be sworded in silver.

Duan Yanyue chuckled. "ah! Yes yes, of course! You have to choose silver!"