In the courtyard, a busy figure hurried to and fro as the breeze swept spirit leaves over the stone steps.
Jiang Lu stood quietly to one side, watching her master bustle about day after day, preparing her luggage for the competition, checking her protective artifacts, and arranging every matter related to her participation. He was so busy his feet barely touched the ground, unable to rest for even a moment.
Looking at the table piled high with all manner of dazzling artifacts, Jiang Lu could not help the corner of her mouth twitching, her heart full of helplessness.
She slowly stepped forward and picked up the suona and spirit-guiding bell resting on the table. Her clear eyes looked at her busy master, and her tone carried a faint plea.
"Master, there's no need to bring these too, right?"
She had indeed learned a little of the techniques of a Music Cultivator from her senior sister, but she had always used a jade flute. She had never touched the suona or bell before, so bringing them would be utterly useless.
Ye Qing's fingers paused slightly as he packed. He turned his head and gave her a flat glance, his tone brooking no argument.
"Bring them first. Better safe than sorry."
With that, he turned away again and hurriedly went about the remaining preparations, disappearing outside the courtyard in the blink of an eye.
Jiang Lu looked at the dazzling array of artifacts covering the table and could only sigh helplessly. There was still some time before the Heaven's Chosen Competition. Was her master not being a little too jumpy?
She obediently sat down cross-legged and used the spare time to meditate, consolidating the foundation of her cultivation.
Before long, a brisk set of footsteps came from outside the courtyard.
Qin Yaner