HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]

HIDDEN EVIL [XIAO SHUXIANG THE SERIES]
209 - Xiao Shuxiang (7)

Xiao Shuxiang retraced gently on the ground when there were no more bamboo leaves to be slashed. He exhaled and then walked towards Elder Xie Yanran.


Xiao Shuxiang said, "I did what you wanted. So if there's nothing else, I'm gonna go get some rest."


"You think you have time for that?" Elder Xie Yanran voiced coldly. He looked up somewhat as he spoke to the young man before him.


Xiao Shuxiang flinched and immediately protested, "Old Elder. You don't see it's almost dark? I need a break, too,"


"There was no time to do it," Elder Xie Yanran insisted, he turned to Wang Zhao and said. "You're next,"


Wang Zhao gasped, he found it hard to swallow. He said in a nervous voice, "I .... But I don't yet know how to stand on water like Mr. Xiao did."


"That's your problem and I don't want to know. Now do it,"


Xiao Shuxiang gasped at how deaf Elder Xie Yanran was. Wang Zhao himself was seen starting to draw his sword and then darting off to make a sword move.


Xiao Shuxiang looked at the girl beside him and said, "Can't you speak a little more gently? As an Elder, you should be able to give some direction to Wang Zhao. Not even saying that kind of thing,"


"..............." Elder Xie Yanran did not speak, he just focused on paying attention to Wang Zhao and started shaking his hands.


The wind blew and the bamboo leaves began to fall. Wang Zhao could not stand in the water, but he was still able to perform body lightening techniques. The young man used the strands of bamboo leaves that he had already cut off as a foothold.


"........ Instead of you protesting me, you better watch the man's sword movement." Elder Xie Yanran finally opened his voice, he asked. "Do you know what the young man has, while you don't have it even though your strength is much greater than his?"


Xiao Shuxiang flinched and then noticed Wang Zhao. He was the one who taught the sword technique and also the body lightening technique. The wooden sword in Wang Zhao's hand was his. So of course he did not know what the young man had and did not have.


"You seen him?" Elder Xie Yanran asked back.


"..............." Xiao Shuxiang was silent for quite a while and then replied, "Wang Zhao has a soft heart, he is also crybaby, too kind, and I doubt he can slash the heads of others."


Elder Xie Yanran heard Xiao Shuxiang's words. He looked at the young man next to him and said, "So you want to tell me-that you're the opposite of the young man?"


"Of course, Wang Zhao and I cannot be compared. He was very far below Xiao Shuxiang,"


"Hmph, shameless." Elder Xie Yanran crossed his arms and focused on Wang Zhao who was practicing the sword.


Xiao Shuxiang himself was indeed a very confident type of person. He would never hesitate to give praise to himself, even though it was quite taboo to be done by others.


On the other hand, Wang Zhao practiced the sword and did what he could. The wooden sword in his hand he always carried everywhere and guarded like his own life.


Although the weapon was only a wooden sword that looked ordinary, but the sharpness of the blade could not be looked at one eye. Wang Zhao could slash the bamboo leaves that floated down around him.


It's just that, there are some whole bamboo leaves that fell into the water. Wang Zhao himself occasionally landed on the edge of the artificial lake before darting back. If only he knew how to stand in the water, then it was certain that his performance in sword practice would be even better.


Elder Xie Yanran noticed Wang Zhao and then said to Xiao Shuxiang, "The difference between you and the young man is from the way you wear the sword. He alone controlled every move of his sword, he was the one leading the way. While you seem to be controlled by your sword,"


Elder Xie Yanran said, "I saw it and knew that you were actually quite capable of wielding a weapon well, but it seems like there is indeed something wrong with your sword. Possibly ... This is because your weapon is not a Spiritual Heirloom,"


Xiao Shuxiang flinched, yet he frowned. "My sword is at the same level as Sky Heritage, what is the difference with the Spiritual Heirloom you mean?"


Elder Xie Yanran noticed Xiao Shuxiang and then explained, "Heirloom .... It will change depending on the person wearing it. If a Black Stream cultivator, then that heirloom would be filled by a killing Aura. But Spiritual Heirlooms are very different. This type of heirloom will get stronger depending on how big the owner practices,"


Elder Xie Yanran, "The Heavenly Heirloom can still be destroyed, but the Spiritual Heirloom-he will only be destroyed if the owner is gone. Even from some conditions, Spiritual Heirlooms could not be used by others. It can only be used by its own owner,"


Xiao Shuxiang flinched and then immediately asked. "Where can I get that Spiritual Heirloom?"


"Not obtained, but made. But other people can't make it for you, you have to make it yourself."


"How is it? And can this sword be a Spiritual Heirloom?" Xiao Shuxiang was very curious. He felt that it was his Spiritual Heirloom that he had wanted all along. He needed a sword that could be swung at will.


"..............." Elder Xie Yanran was silent for quite a while before starting to speak, "You can make your sword into a spiritual weapon. But you need to control your power first. Your emotions need to be more in control,"


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


"Please the first and second sutras of the Book of Soul Control and understand the contents well. If you can do that, then you will have no trouble refining your basic techniques in sword practice. You'll make other changes too, too,"


".......... But it took me a long time to do it. Can't rush,"


"The Demon Valley Sect will not give you more time. You have to study them in earnest before they take action again,"


Xiao Shuxiang clenched his hands. He was a cultivator with the slowest way of learning. Making a pill concoction alone requires a lot of practice and dozens of failed times before finally succeeding, especially by having to memorize this kind of silk.


"..............." Xiao Shuxiang was breathing slowly, his chest was throbbing and somewhat claustrophobic when he thought about learning something similar to a heart flush.


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Wang Zhao stopped practicing when it was really night. Elder Xie Yanran gave him some advice and was not far from his remark to Xiao Shuxiang.


Wang Zhao parted ways with Xiao Shuxiang because he had to go to the Medicine Pavilion. He suffered quite a lot of injuries although not too severe. Meanwhile, Elder Xie Yanran had already since returned to his residence.


Xiao Shuxiang himself decided to return to his bamboo hut. It was just that he was jolted while on a trip-he actually saw a girl who was none other than Ling Qing Zhu.


"White Cat..?"


?!


Xiao Shuxiang walked up to his White Cat and then asked, "What do you do by walking alone at night like this? Where are the others?"


"..............." Ling Qing Zhu had actually not expected to be able to meet his Guardian Guard. He thought, this young man beside him is still locked away.


"White cat, why don't you answer?" Xiao Shuxiang asked back.


".......... Young master Lan, miss Wen and 'senior' are in my room,"


"Senior?" Xiao Shuxiang frowned and leaned back when he saw his White Cat nodding softly. The word 'senior' called Ling Qing Zhu was definitely none other than the Mad Beggar Boy.


Ling Qing Zhu noticed the young man beside him and tonelessly asked, "You don't want to go there?"


Xiao Shuxiang shook his head slowly and then replied, "If you don't say Yi Wen is in your room, maybe I will go straight there. I'm worried about Lan Zhi being left alone with that Crazy Beggar Boy,"


"..............." Ling Qing Zhu breathed slowly and started walking. His Guardian came along and walked beside him.


Ling Qing Zhu said, "Senior won't do anything to your husband,"


"What did you say?"


"Nothing,"


"I heard you say to me,"


"No way,"


"But I heard it,"


"Just how you feel."


"really? Is it just my feeling?"


"Mrs,"


Xiao Shuxiang blinked then scratched his ear softly. He muttered, "Maybe it's because I've been hearing too many heartburns all day so my hearing is a little problematic,"


"..............." Ling Qing Zhu watched his Guardian Protector and smiled faintly.


He reached out and slightly held the end of the young man's clothes beside him. Ling Qing Zhu then asked in a non-shaky tone.


Ling Qing Zhu's voice calmed down, "Are you hurt?"


?!


Xiao Shuxiang raised next to his brows and saw his sleeves that were slightly torn from the scratches from the bamboo leaves while he was practicing earlier.


He reacted quickly too. Xiao Shuxiang held onto his arm and grimaced, "Oh ... It's hurt."


"..............." Ling Qing Zhu touched the wound on the right arm of his Guardian Guard and gasped as Xiao Shuxiang suddenly whimpered.


Ling Qing Zhu, "Is it very painful?"


"Akh, don't touch. I ... I can endure it," Xiao Shuxiang walked slowly and was seen holding back the ringing.


Xiao Shuxiang said weakly, "You .... Go and rest. I'll go back to my bamboo hut which .... Dark and cold. Ouch..."


"Shuxiang?" Ling Qing Zhu felt that his Guardian was pretending. This was because Xiao Shuxiang's previous tone seemed ordinary and nothing like this.


But as he watched the young man beside him from top to bottom, Ling Qing Zhu could see that Xiao Shuxiang was actually being injured.


"Is your wound poisonous?" Ling Qing Zhu asked back and made Xiao Shuxiang flinch.


"White cat, do you want me to die?"


"......... No,"


"Then why are you asking that? You should have helped me walk. I've refrained from collapsing here,"


".......... Mn, but you said you didn't want to be touched?"


"Don't hold my hand. Embrace and hug your waist, like you've done before. Careful,"


"Mrs. What's it like?"


"Right, you're so nice. Good thing you got a White Cat,"


"You want me to hold you?"


"no need. Just embrace me tight, I'm afraid of falling."


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