Chapter 954: Jing'er
breastplate seems to be called the Golden Glow Armor.”Qin Sang muttered to himself, raising his palm and examining it carefully.This is the translated text:> Let me know if you have any other text yo...Since coming to Canglang Sea, Qin Sang has been racking his brains, wondering how he could gain Qingzhu's trust if he ever met him.
From the same lineage, they both cultivated the Yuanshen Yangjianzhang.
These reasons are probably not enough.
Qīngzhú seeks revenge for the Red Beauty and breaks with Shǎohuāshan. She attacks Yuán Shèngmén. How much affection remains between Qīngzhú and Shǎohuāshan is yet to be determined.
He certainly doesn't want to be on the receiving end of their wrath.
While Madam Jing and Qingzhu clearly have a close relationship.
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Although it's unclear what love-hate entanglement exists between them, things are noticeably better starting from Grandma Jing's perspective.
He and Old Mrs. Jing were quite familiar with each other, their relationship wasn't too distant.
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In his hand, there were two things from Jingpo's grandmother: the Star Spirit Net and the peachwood sword.
A peach wood sword is an ordinary wooden sword from the mortal realm.
At that time, he had just built his foundation. In search of a spiritual spring artifact, he asked Jing Po-po for help. After trading with the Le sisters, he spent spirit stones to buy it as a reward.
When he learned of Granny Jing's true cultivation level, he still thought there was some secret hidden within the sword. Later, he discovered it was an ordinary wooden sword made from peach wood.
The Xingling Net may not have been personally crafted by Granny Jing, but the peachwood sword definitely came from her. Her unique carving technique is unmistakable; anyone familiar with Granny Jing would recognize it at a glance.
To my surprise, the sword worked wonders as soon as it was drawn.
“Old Lady Jing’s real name is Qingjun, isn't it I wonder what her relationship is with Senior Qingzhu…”
Qin Sang's mind flashed with this thought, and she looked at Qingzhu nervously.
Since the wooden sword appeared, Qingzhu let out a shriek and then fell silent. His body trembled violently, as if two energies were clashing fiercely within him.
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"Ah..."
The bamboo stalks thrust towards the sky, letting out a series of roars.
His face twisted into an extreme expression of agony, his features contorted and out of place. His eyes were wide open and bloodshot, appearing to be in excruciating pain, a sight that was truly horrifying.
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Qin Sang was shocked, maintaining a state of suppressed fury, and took the opportunity to retreat.
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The next moment, Qingzhu let out a sharp cry.
"You dare..."
The sound abruptly ceased, the blood-red in his eyes receding like a tide. His expression quickly returned to normal, but the breath within him remained chaotic.
The same person, yet the feeling they give Qin Sang is completely different.
The previous qingzhu was frenzied, demonic, and bloodthirsty.
This is a test.
At this moment, his gaze was deep and profound, standing proudly in the void like a divine sword of the world. He towered above all, possessing the aura of someone who could single-handedly resolve all grievances and grudges, with the determination to cut them down in one fell swoop, leaving everyone awestruck by his boldness.
Give me the sword!
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Qing Zhu's gaze shifted, landing on Qin Sang. His voice was low and carried a hint of urgency.
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Qin Sang's heart skipped a beat, he stopped far away, wrapped the peachwood sword in his true essence, and threw it to Qing Zhu.
At this moment, Qin Sang's thoughts raced. He vaguely guessed at Qing Zhu's current state, but he wasn't sure. Logic told him it was best to leave immediately.
The situation with the qīngzhú is very unstable, it could be taken back at any moment by the other qi within its body.
But what about the real Green Bamboo senior
Qin Sang tentatively asked.
Qing Zhu reached out and gently caressed the peachwood sword, her eyes filled with tenderness and fondness. A hint of faint guilt lingered in their depths as she gazed at the peachwood sword, lost in thought.
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Qin Sang didn't dare to disturb.
After a while, Qingzhu retracted her gaze and looked at Qin Sang, lightly nodding.
At this time, there was movement behind. The avatar arrived with his sword, appearing quite miserable. Fortunately, he hadn't suffered any serious injuries.
Green seemed to know Qin Sang's doubts, glanced at the avatar outside his body, and said lightly, "It seems you have obtained the secret method I left in the jade slip. You should know that you are very dangerous now. Never let your avatar's cultivation surpass your own main body. The higher the cultivation, the more so. Old man is a lesson from the past."
Qin Sang understood, and hurriedly bowed to Qingzhu, "Disciple has learned a lesson, thank you for your reminder. To pass the sword path trial, disciple had to do so. Senior..."
Just as he was about to ask something, Qingzhu stopped him with a wave of her hand.
"I ask you, what is your relationship with Qingjun"
A thoughtful gleam appeared in Qingzhu's eyes as he scrutinized Qin Sang from head to toe, his expression oddly peculiar.
"I don't recognize you, Qing Jun."
Qin Sang honestly replied, seeing Qing Zhu frown, he quickly explained, "If the senior is referring to the person who engraved the sword, the junior does know her, but only knows her real name is Jing Po. She once helped the junior..."
Qingzhu was startled, her expression wistful. "Elder Jing...Jing'er...she's already an elder Is she... alright"
Seeing Qin Sang’s face full of confusion.
Qīngzhú let out a wry smile and said, “Jǐng’er, that was her mother's given name. I named her Qīngjūn. It seems she still doesn't like the name to this day.”
Qin Sang was shocked, "Grandma Jing is your daughter..."
"Well, it's not what you think. Jing'er's mother was my junior sister before I entered Shaohua Mountain. My senior sister...was the one killed by Yuanshen Gate..."
Qīngzhú youyóu cháng tàn, “Wǒ zhè yī shēng, fù le hěnduō rén.”
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Qin Sang sensed Qingzhu's unusual emotions and was curious about his experiences.
Green bamboo seemed unwilling to say much, and he didn't dare to ask further.
"Just talk about Qingjun, nothing else. Don't say too much,"Qingzhu reminded.
Qin Sang was unaware of the situation and, thinking for a moment, said: “Senior rest assured, before I arrived, Granny Jing had been doing well. Her cultivation was strange. When I think back now, it seemed comparable to that of a nascent soul cultivator, but also slightly different. However, her cultivation level was at least not weaker than my current incarnation. I met Granny Jing for the first time in the Yuèyué Pavilion market... Later, we met again outside Zhǐtiān Peak, and I realized those were disguises used to travel through the mortal realm. Granny Jing's true form was peerlessly elegant… At Zhǐtiān Peak, she only killed two elders of Yuán Shèn Mén, intending to plot against the headmaster Leng Yún Tiān of Yuán Shèn Mén. She wanted to use my blood-stained divine light to defile the Wǔfāng Tǎ, aiming to…”
Qin Sang was just about to say "Ziwu Palace" when Qing Zhu stopped him with a wave of her hand.
During Qin Sang's narration, Qing Zhu listened intently, asked detailed questions, and even inquired about every frown, smile, and subtle expression of the old woman at that time.
Fortunately, Qin Sang was a cultivator. After much thought, he could still remember it.
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Qingzhu could hear the divine voice, a gentle smile appearing on his face, much like an earthly father.
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Qin Sang then mentioned Leng Yuntian losing the Five Pagoda Formation, and then fell silent.
After a long silence, Qingzhu retracted her smile, her voice suddenly becoming heavy. "You've never met her mother"
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"As a junior, I haven't interacted with Granny Jing much and haven't heard her mention…" Qin Sang pondered for a moment.
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“It seems she has reunited with her senior sister... Good! Good!”
Qingzhu's voice was filled with boundless grief. She looked up at the dark clouds covering the sky for a long time before softly saying, "I never expected Leng Qian to be dead! Leng Yuntai was wounded by me and my junior sister. He forced himself to form an infant soul, which will inevitably leave hidden dangers. Without the Five Pagoda, he should not be Jing'er's opponent. Jing'er hid her name incognito because she was implicated by me. Fortunately, she is doing well now, and her cultivation has advanced. Then I can rest assured."d slightly, whether he was chanting or communicating with the spirits.The ghost suddenly grinned wickedly, its body whirring and twisting, transforming into a wisp of ghastly white aura, like a serpen...