Chapter 2 — Thanh Minh Sword Master

【5】 The newly resurrected body is indeed very weak. I lay paralyzed for three days before I realized I had a little more strength. During those three days, not a single person came to visit me. The words hanging in the void gloated and mocked: 【Ooh, isn't that the white moon light that thousands of people love? Why is she so pathetic now?】 【The cannon fodder didn't know it yet, that day when the master looked at her, he realized that she had lost all her spiritual power. As soon as he walked out the door, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief, then announced this "good" news to the entire sect.】 【Now everyone knows that firecrackers are just a waste. If you're sensible, you should go away yourself, don't make others hate you.】 I looked at the sarcastic words filling the screen and frowned slightly. Decided to go outside and get some fresh air. Along the way, I met several junior brothers and sisters. Everyone's eyes lit up as soon as they saw me and they kindly asked about my health. But we only chatted for a few words, then quickly found an excuse to leave. Before leaving, he told me: everything in the sect is already taken care of by Nguyen Than and Nguyen Vi. I just need to rest assured at Truc Cu Institute to recuperate. There's a problem. Obviously, they are hiding something. 【Sigh, the cannon fodder really doesn't know how to look at his face. It's obvious that they're just useless, and it's not convenient for her to speak frankly, so she's just beating around the bush like that.】 【If she didn't have a good face, she would have packed her things and left herself.】 【If you had to see with your own eyes that the entire sect was on the side of the little cutie, losing face on your own, would you be so heartbroken?】 【I really want you to know: the master and junior brother that you miss so anxiously? I hope, at this moment, I'm dedicated to teaching the cute little girl sword techniques.】 【Oh that's right, the sword that the cute little girl uses... is the Thanh Minh sword of that cannon fodder.】 【In the past, she had to risk her life for seventy-seven forty-nine days, pouring all her heart and soul to make the sword spirit accept her master. But the cute little girl did nothing, Thanh Minh sword himself chose her.】 【Losing all her spiritual power, being abandoned by her peers, even her own sword criticized her. What qualifications does a firecracker have compared to the lovely little girl who is loved by countless people?】 My face darkened. In my heart, I repeatedly called out "Thanh Minh". There was no response at all. I am a sword cultivator. For a sword cultivator, one's sword is everything. Since my resurrection, I have tried countless times to summon the Thanh Minh sword. Not once was it successful. At first I thought it was because I lost all my spiritual energy that I failed. But now it seems... I followed the hint in the text and walked to the peach forest behind the mountain. Amidst the flower petals flying across the sky, Nguyen Vi is holding the Thanh Minh sword. Innocently cooing: "Master, senior brother, I'm so tired. I don't want to practice swordplay anymore today, okay?" The master, who is usually careless and indecent, now patiently advised: "Good boy, after a hundred years, master returns to immortality, sooner or later our sect will be handed over to you. Every drop of sweat you shed today will have a return tomorrow." Nguyen Than, who was usually quiet, also spoke seriously: "How long junior sister practices, how long will I accompany her? If the two of us bear the burden together, there will be no more hardship." Thanh Minh sword trembled slightly. It's like he's also cheering for Nguyen Vi. She pouted and nodded obediently: "Okay, then today I'll practice a little more." 【Aaaaa so cute! Both beautiful and hard-working, who can't love it!】 【I told you not to be shy You've already brought humiliation upon yourself, do you know what to do now?】 【Bach Nguyet Quang is still pretending to be calm, inside he must be jealous to death!】 When I appeared, all three were surprised. Nguyen Vi politely called me "sister". Master and Nguyen Than felt a bit guilty and didn't dare look at me. I coldly scanned each person, my gaze finally stopping at the sword in Nguyen Vi's hand. “Thanh Minh, come back.” There was no movement at all. 【Hahaha how is it called “cultivation of white moonlight”? Even at this point, the cannon fodder is still pretending.】 【Thanh Minh sword doesn't want its owner to be a waste without spiritual power.】 【Hello? Do you hear that? I say: Thanh Minh Sword does not want its owner to be a waste that has lost its spiritual power!】 Is that true? I raised my eyebrows slightly. That... is not for him to decide. Thanh Minh Sword and I once made a blood contract, life and death are interconnected. Unless I die, otherwise... it belongs to me forever and ever. Without changing my expression, I removed the dagger from my waist. Aim right at your heart, stab down with a fatal blow. At that moment, master and Nguyen Than rushed towards me at the same time. “Nguyen Ha ——” “Senior Sister ——” Even Nguyen Vi was knocked to the ground by them, no one cared anymore. 【6】 Of course I'm not dead. It's just... a little bit of effort. Using blood as a guide, I once again summoned the Thanh Minh sword. “Come back to me!” This time, Thanh Minh no longer turned a blind eye to my call. It quickly flew back and fell into my palm. The familiar feeling of heaviness once again filled the palm of my hand. A feeling of security that had been gone for a long time suddenly came back. Indeed, a sword cultivator may not have everything, but absolutely cannot be without a sword. From the blade, a warm stream of spiritual energy quietly flows into my body. Gradually heal the wound, even the soul. My whole body feels like I'm soaking in a hot spring, every pore feels warm and refreshing. When I tried to use spiritual energy again… This torn body was finally able to retain some of its spiritual energy. That's good. The master looked at me and said awkwardly: "Nguyen Ha, you are a senior sister, why are you so petty? Nguyen Vi is a senior sister, is it okay if you lend her your sword for a few days?" Nguyen Than also followed: "That's right, after all, senior sister has lost all her spiritual power. Wouldn't it be better to live happily as a mortal? Right now senior sister needs Thanh Minh's sword more than you. Or... should you give it to me?" I coldly glanced at the two of them. Without being polite at all, he raised his sword: "Say one more word, I'll beat those two." Both immediately fell silent, holding their heads and crouching down to avoid it. On the contrary, Nguyen Vi looked a bit embarrassed and looked at me. “Sister, I'm sorry… I didn't know that was your sword…” 【Aaaaa so cute!!! Our little cutie doesn't need to apologize, you're the heroine! The most beautiful things in this world should belong to you!】 【Disgusting! Thanh Minh is the number one divine sword in the world! If it weren't for the fireworks, it would definitely be the little cutie's right now!】 I calmly looked at that familiar face, shook my head slightly: "It's okay, I won't blame you." 【7】 Because I took back the Thanh Minh sword, my master punished me with a face mask*. (*Facing the wall too much: kneeling face down cliff to review mistakes.) Specifically how long it takes to "overthink", he did not specify. "I'll punish you until your younger sister forgives me... No, you have to change your temper like that. Punish you for fifty years and not leave Tu Qua Nhai." 【Fifty years? The previous life's cannon fodder died less than fifty years ago, this master really doesn't want to see her again.】 【With the half-hearted cultivation of the cannon fodder now, I'm afraid he won't even be able to live to the end of his life.】 【Deserve it! Who dares to bully our little cutie!】 It's only fifty years. In the past, every time I went into seclusion to practice, I had to start from sixty years or more. Also good. By the way, take this opportunity to retrain your muscles and bones, making this body recover more firmly. The thirtieth year of the retreat. My cultivation base has recovered four parts. Thanh Minh sword suddenly trembled. In the darkness, I open my eyes. Calculating with his hands, he discovered that an innate secret was opening up. In that secret realm, there is a kind of genius called Tien Linh Thao. It is the ultimate elixir used to treat disabled bodies and restore cultivation. No wonder Thanh Minh Kiem reminded me impatiently.