Chapter 3: Qingyi Will Definitely Become a Very, Very Powerful Sword Immortal
Early the next morning.
Xiao Mo went to the Dragon Spring Sword Sect's library to see if there was any way to improve Jiang Qingyi's physical condition.
Otherwise, if things continued like this, let alone what Realm Jiang Qingyi would reach fifty years later.
She might even lose heart and give up on cultivation herself in a short while.
In the library, Xiao Mo really did find a book.
This book was titled "Continuing Heaven Skill."
It talked about how a person whose root bone was destroyed could break through and then stand strong.
Jiang Qingyi's Sword Bone being extracted also fell into the category of a destroyed root bone.
However, the Continuing Heaven Skill came with a price.
For most people, this price was too steep.
But Xiao Mo felt it didn't matter.
Anyway, his own experience of life was only fifty years.
The higher Jiang Qingyi's Realm, the more generous the rewards he would receive.
He exchanged his contribution points for this book, and according to the prescription in the book, Xiao Mowent to the medicine hall to grab some medicinal ingredients before returning to the mountain peak.
In front of the courtyard, the fourteen-year-old girl was still practicing the sword technique her Masterhad taught her.
"Qingyi," Xiao Mo called out.
"Master!"
Hearing her Master's voice, Jiang Qingyi stopped and ran to Xiao Mo, her eyes shining brightly as she looked at him.
Xiao Mo patted her head: "Qingyi, your Master found a book in the library today. Later, I will decoct a dose of medicine for you according to the method described in it, and then help you clear your Meridians, which will be beneficial for your cultivation."
"Really? Thank you, Master," Jiang Qingyi said happily.
Xiao Mo smiled: "You go practice first; I'll call you later."
"Okay, Master." Jiang Qingyi continued to practice with her wooden sword.
After Xiao Mo had decocted a dose of medicine, he called her over and had her drink it.
When Jiang Qingyi took the first sip, the girl frowned, feeling nauseous and almost throwing up, clutching her collar tightly.
"Is it very bitter?"
Xiao Mo dipped a chopstick into it and put it in his mouth.
It was indeed very bitter.
Extremely bitter.
Just a tiny bit, and Xiao Mo felt his tongue go numb.
"I'll go buy you some candy," Xiao Mo said, standing up.
"No need, Master, I can drink it." Jiang Qingyi took the medicine bowl from her Master's hand and poured it into her mouth sip by sip.
Even though Jiang Qingyi almost threw up several times, she forcibly endured it and swallowed it down with all her might.
"Master… Qingyi has finished drinking…"
Jiang Qingyi wiped her mouth, revealing a brilliant smile, the medicine bowl completely empty.
Looking at her smile, Xiao Mo felt a pang of heartache.
Although she was only fourteen, she was truly very strong.
Perhaps she was afraid that if her cultivation didn't progress, I would expel her from the Sect, and she would return to that precarious life.
Little did she know, if I hadn't transplanted her Sword Bone.
She should now be a Saintess of a certain Sect, a renowned female Sword Immortal, an existence admired by thousands of people.
Xiao Mo patted her head: "Qingyi, sit cross-legged. I will help you regulate your Spiritual Vein."
"Okay, Master."
Jiang Qingyi nodded, obediently sitting in front of Xiao Mo.
Xiao Mo silently recited the incantation, and spiritual power flowed into Jiang Qingyi's body.
"Mmm…"
Jiang Qingyi straightened her back, feeling warmth spreading through her body.
Moreover, her Master's spiritual power was surging wildly within her body, as if something was about to be unblocked.
Sweat beaded on Jiang Qingyi's forehead.
Xiao Mo's face was pale, his life Origin continuously draining away.
This was the price of using the Continuing Heaven Skill to help Jiang Qingyi break through and then stand strong—Xiao Mo's lifespan.
"Hoo."
An hour later, Xiao Mo finished his cultivation, his back drenched in sweat.
"Master… I…"
Jiang Qingyi slowly opened her eyes. She clearly felt the spiritual power flowing within her body, and her body seemed to have become much lighter.
"Congratulations, you've entered Qi Cultivation First Level," Xiao Mo said with a smile.
"Thank you, Master!" Jiang Qingyi was overjoyed.
But very quickly, the smile on the girl's face disappeared, replaced by worry: "Master, you look so pale…"
"It's nothing." Xiao Mo shook his head, "Just a bit tired. Come on, let's go out, and you can practice the sword technique I taught you again."
"Yes, Master."
Xiao Mo walked out of the house, and the girl picked up her wooden sword, practicing the Caocijian Juethat her Master had taught her.
Although Jiang Qingyi had only entered Qi Cultivation First Level, every move and every stance she made began to carry a sharp Sword Intent.
And the moment she held the long sword, the almond-shaped eyes beneath her sword-like brows were clear and resolute.
She truly had great talent.
The last sword strike of the first form of the Caocijian Jue was thrust out.
A falling leaf was pierced into two halves by Jiang Qingyi, and a small hole was broken in the nearby tree, with bark flying.
"Very good." Xiao Mo walked over and gently patted her head, "You truly didn't disappoint me."
Jiang Qingyi hugged the wooden sword, looking up at Xiao Mo: "Because of Master, Qingyi can cultivate. Qingyi will definitely not let Master's hard work be in vain."
Just as Xiao Mo was about to encourage Jiang Qingyifurther, streaks of meteors streaked across the night sky.
Jiang Qingyi followed her Master's gaze to the sky, and the brilliant meteors lit up the girl's eyes: "Master, what is this? It's so beautiful."
"These are called meteors." Xiao Mo's hand rested on her head, "Qingyi, make a wish."
"Make a wish?" Jiang Qingyi tilted her head in confusion.
"Mm." Xiao Mo looked at the meteors in the sky, "In my hometown, there's a saying that if you make a wish upon a meteor, it will come true."
"Really? Then Qingyi wants to make a wish." The girl quickly clasped her hands together and silently made a wish in her heart.
A few minutes later, the girl slowly opened her eyes and looked at her Master beside her: "Master, did you make a wish too?"
"I did."
"What was Master's wish?"
"What was Qingyi's wish?" Xiao Mo asked in return.
"Qingyi hopes that the wish Master made will come true."
Xiao Mo was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "My wish is that Qingyi will become a very, very powerful Sword Immortal fifty years from now."
"Eh?" Jiang Qingyi blinked blankly.
"Master…"
Jiang Qingyi gently clutched Xiao Mo's sleeve.
"Qingyi will definitely work hard! She will definitely become a very, very powerful Sword Immortal!"
Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
A woman stood in the courtyard, looking up at the vast and boundless starry sky.
The woman had sword-like brows and starry eyes, and a tall, slender figure.
Compared to the woman's peerless beauty, what impressed the world more was her identity as the Sect Leader of Ten Thousand Swords Sect, the First Sword Immortal in the world.
"Sect Master, it's late," a maid walked up to the woman.
"Xiayue."
The woman looked at the streaks of meteors streaking across the sky and slowly spoke.
"I heard that if you make a wish upon a meteor, it will come true. Do you believe that?"