Chapter 12: Qing Yi Fears Nothing

Jiang Qingyi did not know how she walked out of the medical hall.

She flew back to Lingqian Peak like a walking corpse.

Jiang Qingyi’s mind was filled with nothing but the fact that her Shifu only had thirty years left to live.

She could not imagine what a world without Shifu would be like.

If there was no Shifu in this world.

Then what meaning did this world have?

Without realizing it, Qianling Peak appeared before Jiang Qingyi’s eyes.

“I can’t be like this. I can’t face Shifu with this expression; Shifu will be sad.”

Jiang Qingyi patted her own face, took a deep breath, and forced herself to put on a smile, acting as if she knew nothing at all.

When Jiang Qingyi returned to the courtyard, she saw Shifu sitting there.

The afternoon sun shone on Xiao Mo’s paper-white face, and the young girl’s heart felt as if it were being sliced by knives.

If she could, she would willingly take all this suffering in Shifu’s stead.

“Shifu, why are you in the courtyard? You should be resting properly.”

Jiang Qingyi landed on Lingqian Peak and ran toward her Shifu.

Xiao Mo smiled. “Staying in the room all the time isn’t good either; it’s too stuffy. I need to come out and get some fresh air.”

“Then this disciple will keep you company.”

Jiang Qingyi rolled up her sleeves, poured a cup of tea for her Shifu, and then walked behind him, her soft, fair hands gently kneading Xiao Mo’s shoulders.

“Qingyi, there is something I would like to tell you and ask for your opinion on.”

Just as Jiang Qingyi was forcing herself to suppress the chaotic thoughts in her mind, Xiao Mo spoke up.

“Shifu, just say it. No matter what it is, Qingyi will agree to it,” Jiang Qingyi said with a smile, her eyes curving into crescents.

Xiao Mo patted Jiang Qingyi’s small hand. “I want to go out and travel a bit. Would you like to come with me?”

“Go out and travel?” Jiang Qingyi blinked, looking at her Shifu in confusion.

“That’s right.” Xiao Mo nodded. “I want to leave the Longquan Sword Sect and see more of this world. Are you willing to accompany me, Qingyi?”

“Qingyi is willing!” Jiang Qingyi did not hesitate at all. “No matter where Shifu wants to go, Qingyi will always be by your side!”

“Good.” Xiao Mo nodded with a smile. “Then go pack up; we shall set off tomorrow.”

“Yes! Qingyi will go pack right now!”

Jiang Qingyi hurriedly ran into her room and began to pack her luggage.

For Jiang Qingyi, she also wanted to travel the mountains and rivers with her Shifu, ignoring the affairs of the sect.

Besides, what if they encountered some powerful cultivator while traveling who could cure Shifu’s injuries?

Or perhaps they might encounter some fortuitous opportunity that would heal Shifu?

It wasn’t impossible.

At the very least, it was much more hopeful than staying at the Longquan Sword Sect forever!

Early the next morning, Xiao Mo and Jiang Qingyi left the Longquan Sword Sect.

They did not say goodbye to anyone.

Xiao Mo didn’t actually know where he was going; he simply took Jiang Qingyi and headed north.

They arrived at a town and bought a carriage.

Jiang Qingyi drove the carriage, and Xiao Mo sat inside.

The two of them passed through town after town.

Sometimes they would stay at an inn.

Sometimes they would spend the night in a mountain cave.

Without realizing it, a month passed.

Neither of them knew how far they had traveled, but they had at least left the borders of the Liang Kingdom.

The second month after leaving the Longquan Sword Sect.

Just as the carriage was traveling along a small path at the foot of a mountain, a woman stood before them.

“Who are you?”

Jiang Qingyi stared at the woman in front of her.

The long sword, Xuanshuang, was already gripped in Jiang Qingyi’s hand.

“Qingyi, she is an old acquaintance of mine,” Xiao Mo’s voice came from inside the carriage.

Xiao Mo lifted the curtain and stepped out.

Jiang Qingyi hurriedly helped her Shifu down from the carriage.

“Qingyi, go fetch some water,” Xiao Mo said to Jiang Qingyi.

“But Shifu…”

Jiang Qingyi glanced at the cold-looking woman.

She knew that Shifu was trying to send her away.

But this person looked like she had ill intentions.

“It’s alright.” Xiao Mo patted Jiang Qingyi’s small hand. “Shifu will be fine. Be obedient.”

“…” Jiang Qingyi bit her lip, took one last look at the woman, and then turned away with the water bag.

“I am curious, why did you help me?”

Xiao Mo asked, looking at Xia Chan.

Two months ago, when Xia Chan came to find him, Xiao Mo had once wanted to kill her.

But during the time they had been out, Xiao Mo realized something was wrong.

If Xia Chan really wanted to tell Qingyi the “truth,” she wouldn’t have come to find him.

Because there was no need to go through the extra trouble.

She could have gone directly to Qingyi.

Therefore, Xiao Mo reached a conclusion.

Xia Chan had come to tip him off.

All for the sake of getting him to take Jiang Qingyi away from the Longquan Sword Sect.

“Because in that winter, when I was about to starve to death, it was the Madam who saved me,” Xia Chan said in a slow tone.

“Now, the Xiao Prince’s Mansion has spared no cost or favor to hire the Blood Butterfly Pavilion.

Originally, the Prince wanted to tell Jiang Qingyi about her background to make her hate you and ruin her Dao heart, letting all your hard work over these years go to waste.

But since the Blood Butterfly Pavilion has taken over, there is no need for that.

The Prince asked me to pass a message to you, Young Master: this is his final act of mercy toward you as a father.”

“Heh heh heh… The Blood Butterfly Pavilion, huh? They never fail to kill; they never stop until the target is dead.” Xiao Mo chuckled. “Then the Blood Butterfly Pavilion can come and try… *Cough, cough, cough*… *cough, cough*.”

Xiao Mo began to cough violently.

“Pah!” Xiao Mo spat out a mouthful of blood to the side, then took a medicine bottle from his robes, poured out a pill, and swallowed it.

Xia Chan looked at Xiao Mo’s half-dead state and frowned. “This Innate Sword Bone was something you were forced to transplant, Young Master; it has nothing to do with you. You only needed to cultivate properly, and your future would have been limitless.

Yet now, you are in such a half-dead state.

Do you think it’s worth it, Young Master?”

“What isn’t mine will never be mine, and I don’t want it either. I only want to come cleanly and leave cleanly, just like my mother.”

Xiao Mo looked at Xia Chan with a smile.

“Back then, when my mother picked you up from the snow, did you think it was worth it?”

Xia Chan: “…”

“You may go.” Xiao Mo waved his hand. “My disciple is coming back.”

Xia Chan turned her head to look; Jiang Qingyi was staring at her intently from behind a tree.

“The Madam was a good person, but good people do not always have good endings.” Xia Chan turned and disappeared into the woods.

After Xia Chan left, Jiang Qingyi hurriedly ran over. “Shifu, what did that person want with you?”

“She told me that someone wants to kill us and has even hired the Blood Butterfly Pavilion,” Xiao Mo patted Jiang Qingyi’s head. “Well, are you afraid?”

Jiang Qingyi held the back of her Shifu’s hand and shook her head vigorously.

“As long as I am with Shifu, Qingyi is not afraid of anything.”