Chapter 30 Burn it cleaner!_1

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Chapter 30: Chapter 30 Burn it cleaner!_1Winter snow rendered No-Sword Peak silently serene. The eye met nothing but a frosted emerald expanse. If one looked closely, they would spot a woman in moonlight-hued robes, an eye-catching dark layer of clothing visible beneath her outer garment, as she squirmed like a maggot in the snow. A gentle breeze wafted through, carrying the scent of incense placed among the trees surrounding the thatched cottage. Xiao Ruoching was crouched on the ground, meticulously piecing together scattered fragments of paper. Time passed unknowingly. She raised her delicate hand and lightly wiped the fine beads of sweat from her forehead, then gradually steadied herself by leaning on a nearby rocking chair to stand up. In her hand was the ’brand new’ version of The Protagonist Must Cultivate This Technique, which she had just glued back together, her face brimming with smugness. She paid no heed to her bluish, aching, and numb knees from kneeling for so long, her lips curving into a graceful arc. Master, oh, Master! This might be the last time I see you... You’re about to go face the cliff for penance. Your disciple’s heart truly aches for you... oh, so much! Xiao Ruoching struggled to restrain an imminent burst of laughter, softly caressing the restored Cultivation Technique in her hands. You really are my treasure! So timely, too. I wonder where the genius who wrote this book is; I’d love to meet them... HMPH-HMPH-HA. ... Xiao Ruoching skipped lightly, her waist swaying as she headed down the mountain, leaving a swift trail of footprints in the pristine snow. The No-Sword Peak Ancestral Tomb was located on the mountainside, along the only path for ascending or descending. Xiao Ruoching, in high spirits, hummed a tune while holding the neatly glued Cultivation Technique: "Master’s going to be in trouble..." "Master’s going to be gone..." "Master’s going to..." And then she bumped right into Su Bei, who was coming her way. The air was very still—suffused with the wonderful atmosphere of a kind master and a filial disciple. Seeing Su Bei suddenly appear before her, Xiao Ruoching’s heart was in turmoil. A cold sweat broke out, and the breeze chilled her black silk-clad thighs... Her trembling hands found no place to rest, and without a second thought, she instinctively covered her bruised knees. Master... he didn’t hear all that, did he? ... On his way, Su Bei pondered where the funds for the upcoming Sword Sect’s recruitment assembly might come from. It was a vexing problem. Would he really have to sell the hundred-plus Immortal Pigs he’d painstakingly raised for over fifty years in the pigpen by the No-Sword Peak Ancestral Tomb? Those were Immortal Pigs he had toiled to raise; he’d grown attached to them. They bathed daily under the spiritual influence of No-Sword Peak’s ancestors, absorbed the profound maxims of the Great Dao, and listened to its resonant truths. To sell them just like this would make their lives as pigs utterly worthless... An anguished expression covered Su Bei’s face; anyone passing by could sense his unspoken distress. Then, abruptly, a figure appeared before him, apparently humming a song he hadn’t quite caught. Instinctively, Su Bei looked up only to see Xiao Ruoching descending the mountain. Her snow-white, delicate face was streaked—he couldn’t tell if it was sweat or tears. Her soft, seemingly boneless hands covered her knees, and her eyes, wide and round, stared at him. Her long lashes blinked, and her gaze darted about evasively, as if she’d done something to wrong him. Su Bei wore a peculiar expression as he glanced at her slightly bruised knees. That gesture... But then again, this disciple of mine is full of quirks; nothing she does is truly surprising! Geniuses should be allowed to cultivate freely, right? A master like me shouldn’t meddle unnecessarily. He then smiled warmly at Xiao Ruoching. Noticing the reassembled Cultivation Technique in her hand, his eyes grew thoughtful, but not dwelling on it much, he casually inquired, "What are you up to, disciple?" ... Xiao Ruoching swallowed nervously, looking at Su Bei’s anguished face. He seems to have something on his mind... If I do something to greatly displease him now, will he turn into a fierce wolf and press me down, kneading and squashing me however he pleases? On the chair, on the table, on the ground... Xiao Ruoching couldn’t help but shiver and quickly banished those inexplicable thoughts from her mind. Then she heard Su Bei ask what she was up to. What am I up to? It’s over... My plan has been foiled before it even started! Damn it! Why did he have to show up now, of all times? Not earlier, not later, but right now? Doesn’t he know I was just about to get into the zone? Any normal person who heard I wanted to burn the ancestral tomb would stop me and give me a harsh scolding! And I’ve already torn up the Cultivation Technique he gave me... But... since things have come to this point... what’s the harm in taking a gamble? Xiao Ruoching’s shoulders trembled slightly, her expression filled with panic as a blush spread across her cheeks. Then she said in a rather guilty whisper, "Disciple... I... I’m going to... to burn the ancestral tomb, as instructed by the Cultivation Technique." ... Her voice was weak and helpless. I’m really bad at lying... She could already feel Su Bei’s questioning gaze on her. My mission has failed before it even began! Her eyes began to redden, and tears welled up, threatening to spill from her beautiful eyes. It’s over! It’s all over! How can I prove my loyalty to Sword Peak now? ... In fact, Su Bei’s question was completely subconscious; he hadn’t planned to listen to Xiao Ruoching’s answer at all. After all, she just arrived at No-Sword Peak. What could she possibly be doing? What is there for her to do? He continued to plot in his mind the grand scheme of raising funds by whatever means necessary. Sigh! Those pigs still have to be sold! Sell them, sell them all cleanly! If I leave one or two behind, they’ll just stir up old memories. As soon as Xiao Ruoching finished speaking, Su Bei nodded distractedly and said casually, "Mm, go ahead. Burn it, and make sure it’s a clean burn." ... Then, he lowered his head and continued walking quickly. A plan to quickly acquire a large sum of money was rapidly taking shape in his mind! Xiao Ruoching was utterly astonished. She just watched as Su Bei’s figure disappeared into the distance. Xiao Ruoching’s pretty brows knitted tightly. Her chest heaved, and her small mouth opened and closed, unsure of what to say. Burn it? And he even said to burn it cleanly? Does Master hold a grudge against the ancestral tomb? However, in the next instant, a look of elation quickly climbed upon Xiao Ruoching’s brows! AHA! Master! Even though your disciple doesn’t know what you’re truly up to! But you were the one who said it! You told your disciple to go burn it! And to burn it cleanly! ... Then, taking a deep breath, she dashed on her swift little feet towards the No-Sword Peak Ancestral Tomb, which wasn’t far away.

Chapter 30 Burn it cleaner!_1

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