HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
187 - Wen Rouhan (2)

Wen Rouhan, the old woman who was one of the butler of the Cloud Sea Sect was seen watching some young man who was busy discussing something while one of them forged a sword.


Wen Rouhan held a tray filled with wooden glasses and a teapot. He walked quietly to the young men who looked very serious.


"Well..! Why is it so hard..!" a man clucked irritably and grabbed his hair.


Wen Rouhan shook his head, "Why forge a sword in the open like this? You guys are doing a strange thing. Just order a sword if you want,"


"Mrs Wen..." Wang Zhao saluted and immediately helped Wen Rouhan. He was grateful that this old lady had brought them some drinking water.


"The past five days you've always done the same thing. Isn't that a waste of time?" Wen Rouhan noticed the young man who was none other than Jian Yang.


Wen Rouhan again said, "The heirloom sword cannot be forged by just anyone. You know, right?"


Jian Yang exhaled, he looked at Wen Rouhan and said. "You know how else. We went to town to look for a great forger, but that guy told us to wait for 3 months."


"Then, wait for it."


"Miss Wen," Li Huanshou who was also at the venue said, "It's too long and this sword must be repaired immediately,"


"Let me see,"


Jian Yang gave the sword that had not undergone any change from the result of his forging to Wen Rouhan. He saw the old woman clucking a few times.


Wen Rouhan said, "Whose sword is this?"


"Sword master Xiao," Wang Zhao replied and was also called by Jian Yang and Li Huanshou.


"Aren't you guys asking for the sect elders' help to fix this thing?" Wen Rouhan returned the sword in his hand to Jian Yang.


"The elders are still busy and they are still recovering. We can't bother them now," Jian Yang replied and again said, "We've also asked Miss Yun Qiao Yue for help, but Miss Yun said she can't fix the weapon."


"Actually I was astonished because brother Xiao was apparently wearing an Heirloom Sword instead of a Spiritual Sword..." Li Huanshou said, "If only this was a Spiritual Sword.... Then it's impossible to break,"


"Well, brother Xiao's practice is still that low. So how could he wear the Spiritual Sword," Jian Yang sighed softly, "When he's a young man who I think is very great."


Wen Rouhan was just about to speak when he saw Ling Qing Zhu, Mo Huai and Lan Guan Zhi walking towards him. The three people were so courteous as to salute and greet him.


"Mo Huai, how is my brother Xiao?" Jian Yang asked.


Mo Huai shook his head and said sadly, "Young master Xiao did not open the door of his room at all. Guess .... He was really hit because of the condition of that sword,"


Li Huanshou shook his head, "When this is only an heirloom-sword"


"Ying xiong is no ordinary heirloom." Lan Guan Zhi interrupted, her tone sounding displeased.


Mo Huai tried to explain, "I actually don't know much. But .... Yinng xiong was an extremely precious sword for young master Xiao. Yinng xiong is a great heirloom and second to none."


"But .... As good as it is .... This remained not the Spiritual Sword," Jian Yang spoke carefully and made Ling Qing Zhu, Lan Guan Zhi as well as Mo Huai look at him.


Mo Huai asked, "What's the difference?"


Wen Rouhan replied. "The Heirloom Sword can be broken, while the Spiritual Sword will only be damaged if the owner is gone."


Jian Yang nodded slowly, Wen Rouhan's explanation was completely straight to the point. "Not many cultivators could make Spiritual Swords. It also depends on the talent of the person,"


"That's right," Li Huanshou added, "There is a cultivator who despite his high-cultivation practice-however he cannot make a Spiritual Weapon. But there were also those who were just ordinary disciples, yet already had Spiritual Weapons."


"Everything depends on everyone's talent and luck. Because indeed this Spiritual Weapon could only be made by a cultivator for himself," Wen Rouhan added.


Lan Guan Zhi and Ling Qing Zhu had just found out about the Spiritual Weapon. Before this, they only knew that the level of weapons was divided into three types. The first and the lowest is Ordinary Weapon. Second, it is an Earth Heritage and the third and rarest that ever existed is the Sky Heritage.


As for Lan Guan Zhi himself, he had a Shanghai which was a type of Eternal Treasure. Of course, the weapon is different from the Spiritual Heirloom because Shanghai has a form like a rustic old sword and can only be used by Lan Guan Zhi.


Mo Huai himself was just about to speak back when he saw Yan Tianhen walking over. The young man was seen carrying a brick-shaped object that made Mo Huai narrow his eyes.


"Brother Yan," Jian Yang said as he looked at Yan Tianhen.


"I brought. This iron is hard enough to find, but I finally made it." Yan Tianhen gave the thing in his hand to Jian Yang. He smiled as he managed to get the thing they had been looking for a long time.


"This indeed belongs to my Shizun," Yan Tianhen exhaled, "I managed to steal - I mean take it without Shizun's permission. It's stressful, really,"


Wen Rouhan heard the word 'steal' earlier and he noticed the figure of the young man before him. "You're Young Master Yan Tianhen, right? You are the number one disciple of Peak Sheng Mountain. How could you steal your Shizun's?"


Lan Guan Zhi, Ling Qing Zhu and Mo Huai were not used to thinking that Yan Tianhen would take such a bold action.


Ling Qing Zhu, "It's best to return."


"Mn, it's not good to use stolen objects to repair Shuxiang's sword." Lan Guan Zhi argued and was approved by Mo Huai.


Jian Yang said, "This is not a problem. After all, what we fixed is Brother Xiao's sword. Elder Wang Jing Li would definitely not mind,"


"Mn," Yan Tianhen nodded in agreement. "Although it looks resolute and creepy-faced, but my Shizun is a nice guy. Moreover, brother Xiao has helped the sect a lot. So this is not a big deal at all,"


"What if elder Wang Jing Li is looking for that black iron?" Mo Huai said nervously, "I .... Not to believe, but .... I was worried that young master Xiao might get into trouble because of that piece of black iron."


Wang Zhao nodded in agreement, "It's good that we ask elder Wang first. If you get permission, then just use it."


Jian Yang and Li Huanshou heaved a heavy sigh. The two young men felt that their new friends were too good children.


Yan Tianhen exhaled, he had already taken the trouble to take it secretly and instead Wang Zhao asked him to go to his Shizun for permission.


Yan Tianhen was indeed a young man who actually had an authoritative attitude judging from his appearance and face. But the facts prove that he is a student who can also perform unexpected actions like this.


"I will accompany you," Lan Guan Zhi offered to help Yan Tianhen to go to elder Wang Jing Li's place. He walked over and was followed by Wang Zhao.


During this time, Yan Tianhen, Lan Guan Zhi and the others including Ling Qing Zhu were trying to refine Xiao Shuxiang's sword.


They had already repeatedly gone to Xiao Shuxiang's room and persuaded the young man to come out. But let alone showing his face, Xiao Shuxiang rarely even replied when summoned. His friends are sure he is sulking.


Ling Qing Zhu had brought her homemade dumplings to Xiao Shuxiang, but the Guardian asked her to put the food on the doorstep.


Of course, this attitude of his Guardian Protector left Ling Qing Zhu shocked and uncomfortable. If it was only a day, he could tolerate this--but the young man had already for more than a week confined himself inside the room. Even being persuaded by Lan Guan Zhi had no influence at all. It felt like Xiao Shuxiang was heartbroken and had lost a part of his soul.


Xiao Shuxiang's friends didn't know, that he was actually confining himself not because of Yinng xiong-but because of something else.


Xiao Shuxiang was indeed a little saddened by the loss of the sword that had accompanied his journey all along, but the sadness was only a moment before he focused on another matter.


"..............."


During his confinement in the room, Xiao Shuxiang focused on recovering the wounds on his body and simultaneously studied the sheets from the Sun Killing Book he had obtained.


"..............."


There was one complete chapter in his hands at the moment and that he got from the Madam Ceremony headquarters when he had once been involved in a Ghost Festival.


A butterfly with white wings was seen perched on top of a brush, right at Xiao Shuxiang's desk. It was his little friend who had accompanied him all this time.


"..... I've been reading this scroll for over a week and still can't believe it's human handwriting,"


"Sir, are you going to teach him? You once said .... Won't study that thing,"


"I know, Little Friend. I once said that I would not study this book before it was complete. But the conditions that time was with the present one were very different."


"Sir...."


"I know your worries. I'll be careful." Xiao Shuxiang said softly, "This book is very dangerous and if I manage to learn it-my life will not be this peaceful anymore. But you know, it's not the time to think about it. After all, my life is rarely able to walk in peace."


Xiao Shuxiang exhaled. His facial expression was calm, but the look in his eyes was sharp. "The man is strong. Yinng xiong alone could be easily defeated. If I were to meet him again and we were to be in a fight-on-state it would definitely not be beneficial to me."


"But if you study the scroll and others know that it is part of the Sun-Killer Book-"


"I will be targeted by all cultivators in this Upper Cultivation Realm," Xiao Shuxiang interjected. "No problem. Whoever comes with the intention of wanting to own this thing-then don't expect him to have an easy death."


Xiao Shuxiang clenched his hands, "I am indeed trying to improve myself and as much as possible become a better human being. But if anyone dares to tease Xiao Shuxiang, then don't blame me if I re-create the mess."


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