Chapter 45
"Let's call it the Second-in-Command."
"What kind of name is this? It sounds so casual."
"I already have the Heaven-Opening Sword- Heaven-Opening Sword, so it has to be number one in my possession, therefore this is Second-in-Command."
"Second-in-Command, get up." The Little Glutinous Rice Ball yawned and, imitating Ye Qingchuan, casually pointed at the Spirit Sword, trying to control it to get up. But the Spirit Sword remained motionless and did not react at all.
She issued commands to the Spirit Sword time and time again, but the Spirit Sword remained unmoved, showing her no respect whatsoever.
[It's too hard, senior brother, I can't learn it.] She rested her chin on her hands, squatted on the ground, and looked like she was giving up.
"Really? Is flying on a sword that difficult for a genius like you? How about I take you flying on a sword first to experience it and build some rapport with the Spirit Sword?" Ye Qingchuan said, lifting Ye Zhenzhen onto the Spirit Sword and controlling it to take her into the air.
A gentle breeze caressed her face, and Ye Zhenzhen's yellow skirt fluttered like a bird freely soaring through the clouds. Although she had ridden on Azure Luan, Flying Boat, and Qiongqi before, this was her first time flying on a sword. She found that the visual impact of flying on a sword was greater, and her field of vision was also much wider.
But I still really want to sleep...
Ye Qingchuan controlled the Spirit Sword, carrying her to the clouds, even higher and farther away, before suddenly releasing his grip and severing control of the Spirit Sword.
The Spirit Sword first wobbled and shook, then fell like a headless fly, throwing Ye Zhenzhen off the sword.
"Help!" She screamed in terror as she plummeted from the sky, desperately trying to summon the Spirit Sword to protect her.
Just as she was less than a meter from the ground and about to be smashed to pieces, the Spirit Sword finally flew to her feet and caught her at the last moment.
Ye Qingchuan quickly stepped forward and embraced her. Peach blossom petals fell like snowflakes, landing on her.
The sweet fragrance of peach blossoms and the cool scent emanating from Ye Qingchuan wafted into her nostrils.
"How about it? Junior Sister, I told you sword control isn't difficult, didn't I? You've learned it, haven't you?" Ye Qingchuan smiled, revealing two shallow dimples, as he looked at the panicked face of the baby girl in his arms.
Damn it! Ye Zhenzhen brandished her little pink fist, ready to throw a punch. This is too much!
The warm, soft little hand was enveloped by a cold, large hand, rendering it completely immobile. The young boy's smile grew even more arrogant as he said maliciously, "How about it? Want to try again?"
"No! No more!" Ye Zhenzhen a little dizzy, shaking her head like a rattle drum.
That's so twisted! Yandere is just too twisted!
A handsome figure entered the peach grove; it was Ye Qinghui, looking for Ye Zhenzhen. "Junior Sister, your senior brother has come to teach you swordsmanship."
"Brother Xi..." Ye Zhenzhen looked at him as if he were a lifeline, please take me away from this pervert's arms, I can't take it anymore.
However, Ye Qingchuan held Ye Zhenzhen tightly, showing no intention of letting go.
For a moment, Ye Qinghui wondered if his intuition was wrong. Why did he seem to see hostility on his usually obedient and docile third junior brother's face?
The romantic storyline has started to develop.
I apologize to everyone; this is my first time writing a novel, so I lacked experience and the romance developed a bit late.
But I'll try to make it sweeter, and the ending must be a happy one.
Chapter 45
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Ye Qingchuan lifted Ye Zhenzhen onto the Second-in-Command of the Spirit Sword again.
With a thought, the Second-in-Command carried her into the sky, soaring among the blue sky and white clouds. Even she herself did not expect that the Second-in-Command would fly so smoothly, weaving through the clouds without any bumps.
She couldn't resist the urge to stand on the sword, spread her arms, and feel the breeze flowing over her cheeks. The Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth was drawn into her Dantian with each breath.
After flying on her sword for a while, Ye Zhenzhen called out in her heart, "Second-in-Command, take me down slowly." The Second-in-Command then carefully carried her on his back and slowly floated down to the ground.
[How thoughtful, Second-in-Command.] Ye Zhenzhen held the light sword hilt in one hand and stroked the lively Fish Pattern decoration on it with the other, falling in love with this Superior-Grade Spirit Sword from the bottom of her heart.
Different Spirit Sword have different personalities, and the Third Senior Brother clearly put a lot of thought into choosing this Spirit Sword.
"Junior Sister is truly gifted, and Third Junior Brother has taught her very well. I didn't expect her to be able to fly on a sword alone so quickly." Ye Qinghui, a genius sword cultivator with extraordinary talent, showed a rare expression of approval on his face.
His Junior Sister is indeed a promising talent for swordsmanship. If he personally teaches her, she will surely succeed in time...
Sensing Ye Qinghui's implied meaning, Ye Qingchuan quickly stepped forward and said, "Recently, the Devil Race has repeatedly invaded our Cultivation World, and Immortal Venerable Shen and others are also eyeing us covetously. First Senior Brother needs to assist Master in handling numerous affairs and protecting the sect's safety. Since First Senior Brother thinks I'm a good teacher, then let me temporarily take care of the minor task of teaching Junior Sister swordsmanship. No need for First Senior Brother to trouble himself."
Ye Qingchuan was always good at reading people's expressions. At this moment, the corners of his eyes were slightly raised, and his beautiful Auspicious Phoenix Eyes revealed a docile smile. His words were appropriate and understanding, making it hard for anyone to refuse.
"How about this: Third Junior Brother teaches for three days, and I'll teach for one day. This way, Junior Sister can learn Third Junior Brother's Swordsmanship, become familiar with my Sword Moves, and witness more varied sword techniques. Her ability to defend herself will also be stronger in the future," Ye Qinghui said after thinking for a moment.
Recently, the sect has been beset by internal and external troubles, and there are indeed many things to do. But no matter how tight the schedule or how many things there are, he wants to teach all the good things to his Junior Sister.
Upon hearing this, the Little Glutinous Rice Ball couldn't help but clap its hands and shout, "Yay!" Its clear, sweet voice rang out, and the three of them burst into laughter at the same time.
The next few days were filled with intensive training.
Ye Zhenzhen felt that if there were Oscar Award in the Cultivation World, she would definitely award it to Ye Qingchuan first. Her Third Senior Brother was just too good at pretending. Whenever he was in front of his master, mistress, senior brothers and sisters, he would act like a gentle and patient young man, demonstrating Swordsmanship again and again, and praising her outstanding learning and comprehension abilities from time to time, which made them praise his teaching and feel that they could trust Ye Zhenzhen to him. But once he was alone with her, he lost his patience, and would often act aggressively and mock her for being silly, slow, and unable to learn anything.