Chapter 630 - 630 10 Sincerity
630: Chapter 10 Sincerity 630: Chapter 10 Sincerity At the foot of Da Sui Sword Palace, there is a small town named “Qingping.”
The streets and alleys were bustling with people, lively and boisterous.
A little girl with fair skin and pigtails, dressed in a red skirt, squatted in front of a sugar painting stall, staring intently at the vendor who skillfully drew a lifelike phoenix with syrup.
This was the third day Xie Xuanyi took Jiang Huang down the mountain.
Since the incident where Xie Zhisu was demoted and stripped of his titles, some time had passed.
The turmoil on Jiangning’s side had settled, and Qian San personally came to deliver a letter.
The letter was full of gratitude.
In theory, Xie Xuanyi could have made a public appearance, but he still hadn’t received a “message” from Chen Jingxuan.
Xie Xuanyi found it strange but was not anxious.
Coincidentally, there had been some “disruptions” in the back mountain of Golden Turtle Peak these days.
The Vermilion Bird Demon seemed to have calmed down for unknown reasons, quite contrary to its usual behavior.
Xie Xuanyi guessed it was due to the brutal fight last time, where the Law Enforcement had temporarily subdued the demon, making it completely retract its demon energy.
These were rare “quiet” days, and the Law Enforcement no longer needed to expend heart power to maintain the suppression of the entire Sword Qi Formation.
The entire Golden Turtle Peak was at peace.
Jiang Huang, who had been arduously practicing boxing posture for half a year, hurriedly proposed to go down the mountain.
The Great Demon Ci Jing unexpectedly agreed to this request, making Xie Xuanyi the natural candidate for the task.
After all, Jiang Huang was a unique Great Phoenix Demon with special status, and it was not appropriate for anyone else to take her down the mountain.
The two of them set off from Da Sui Sword Palace.
Xie Xuanyi initially intended to follow his previous northern journey route, but Jiang Huang seemed uninterested in the picturesque “mountain and water scenery.” She specifically chose the small town of Qingping.
After descending the mountain, they traveled here by sword control.
They spent their days eating, drinking, watching opera, and enjoying the bustling festivities of the small town.
These were very ordinary and lively three days.
“By timing it, we should return tomorrow.”
Xie Xuanyi carried the little girl with pigtails on his shoulders, standing amongst the crowd.
The little one responded softly, licking the sugar painting while focusing on the shadow play on the distant stage.
This response was a bit perfunctory.
Xie Xuanyi, expecting Jiang Huang to show reluctance, raised his eyebrows: “You don’t like this place?”
“I like it.”
Jiang Huang’s eyes never left the stage, her voice calm: “The buns in Qingping City are delicious, and the plays are good.”
“If you like, we can stay for another two days.”
Xie Xuanyi smiled.
“No need.”
Jiang Huang took a big bite of the sugar block, shook her head, and said: “If we don’t go back, Ci Jing will get angry.”
Xie Xuanyi was amused and exasperated.
“Ci Jing got beaten up quite badly by the Law Enforcement this time.
It seems the Law Enforcement didn’t use their full strength before.”
Jiang Huang propped her tiny chin and sighed helplessly: “You have no idea, after the fight that day, his face was bruised and swollen, almost turning into a pig demon.
He probably allowed me to go down the mountain this time because he didn’t want me to see him in that miserable state.”
That day, the demon sun rose in the back mountain of Golden Turtle Peak, and Sword Qi roared.
Xie Xuanyi knew that Ci Jing and the Law Enforcement had a fight.
Of course, the outcome was no surprise.
After taking Jiang Huang for a tour, Xie Xuanyi was stopped outside the Sword Qi forbidden land.
The little one hopped in, and Ci Jing agreed to her “down the mountain” request.
“A man must keep his word, it is the foundation of being human.”
Jiang Huang sighed deeply: “If I had known, I would have asked to go down for a month.
From the looks of it, he would have agreed to anything I said.”
The shadow play ended, and the crowd dispersed.
“Rest assured, ‘disfigurement’ is not a big deal for him, he’ll recover in two days at most.”
Amidst the noisy crowd, Xie Xuanyi carried the little one and walked along the alley back to the inn.
He chuckled: “With Ci Jing’s character, let alone a month, he wouldn’t agree even if you asked for two or three more days.”
“Really?”
The little one crunched the sugar block, feeling annoyed: “Why didn’t the Law Enforcement hit harder?”
Xie Xuanyi: “???”
The greater the cultivation of the Demon Race, the prouder they are by nature.
Those pure-blooded demons are often very lonely due to the lack of companions.
After Ci Jing was found by Lian Venerate, he grew up in Da Sui Sword Palace.
To him, the Da Chu Dynasty was nothing special, just a place full of scheming humans.
His only “kin” in this lifetime was Lian Venerate.
Until now, meeting Jiang Huang, this sense of “loneliness” not only did not diminish but intensified.
Because he was always alone.
So he wanted more to protect this Phoenix in her “childhood.”
“When we return, practice your boxing well.”
“Whenever you want to eat buns from the mountain, you can just ask the Law Enforcers on Golden Turtle Peak to get some.”
“If you’re bored, you can stroll through the Law Enforcement’s ‘bamboo forest,’ there are many good things there…”
As Xie Xuanyi walked, he kept rambling on about various matters.
Jiang Huang had already finished the sugar block.
She lay on top of Xie Xuanyi’s head, listening quietly, and suddenly asked: “Xie Zhen, will you come to see me often in the future?”
“Of course.”
Xie Xuanyi responded warmly: “If I’m free, I’ll come to see you every day.
Each time, I’ll bring you fresh, hot buns from Qingping City.”
“That sounds great…”
Jiang Huang lowered her eyes, her voice suddenly turning cold: “So how long do you plan to hide the identity of ‘Xie Xuanyi’?”
Xie Xuanyi stopped in his tracks.
Although the alley was dark, the exit was not far away.
Lights flickered not far ahead.
Dozens of lanterns were strung together on a red string, swaying freely in the wind, casting large golden ripples on the ground.
Just a few more steps, and they would re-enter the noisy, bustling human world.
“…”
Xie Xuanyi sighed lightly.
He did not look up.
At this moment, Jiang Huang, sitting on his shoulders, had crimson pupils, her face expressionless, coldly mocking: “As expected of you, in just a short time you’ve restored your Yin God cultivation.
No wonder you had the leisure to come to this remote town to watch plays and admire flowers.
How long do you plan to deceive this little one?”
“You’re awake?”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly: “Your timing couldn’t be worse.”
“Is that so?
That’s wonderful.”
Jiang Huang stretched her body, her Main God Soul briefly awakening and taking over her Heart Lake, the memories of these days flooding back to her mind.
The secondary god soul had begun to cultivate.
This was good news.
Learning boxing from a Yang God Realm Vermilion Bird Demon was even better.
But…
[“If you die, I won’t spare any of them.”]
As this conversation flashed through her Heart Lake.
Jiang Huang’s expression became disgusted with loathing.
She knew.
She was only able to escape the “Nine Death Forbidden” because of Xie Xuanyi.
Her technique of soul splitting had indeed failed.
If Xie Xuanyi hadn’t brought her back to the Sword Palace and asked Zhao Chunyang for help, she probably would have been obliterated under the tortures of the “Nine Death Forbidden.” Even the second soul she had split would have had little chance of escape.
But…
Past grudges weighed on her mind; the resentment remained unresolved.
Jiang Huang couldn’t help but say: “It’s absurd…
What kind of spell did you cast on her, making her willing to fight the whole world for you?”
“Just exchanging sincerity for sincerity, that’s all.”
Xie Xuanyi said calmly: “If she were in trouble, I would also draw my sword and kill all the evildoers.”
In Xie Xuanyi’s heart, Jiang Huang had lived a second life.
This second life, pure and innocent, kind-hearted and naive, deserved his protection.
The seeds planted in the past
Must ultimately be repaid by his own hands.
“Exchanging sincerity for sincerity?”
Jiang Huang seemed to hear the biggest joke, her eyes full of disdain: “Have you never thought, one day, she will find out that her suffering was all caused by you!”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi was silent.
“Have you never thought about how to explain then?”
“…”
Xie Xuanyi remained silent.
Seizing this rare opportunity, Jiang Huang did not hold back, continuing to mock: “So this is the Great Sword Immortal Xie, a person who doesn’t even dare to reveal his ‘true name,’ what gives you the confidence to speak of sincerity?”