C18 Mo Yunxi Came to Visit

Lately, the most buzzed-about topic among the Outer Sect of the Profound Heaven Sect has undoubtedly been the showdown between Mo Yuntian and Chu Xiangyue. Initially, Mo Yuntian was confident of victory, his actions laced with scorn and mockery. He hadn't anticipated the tables turning so drastically. Sure, he might have underestimated his opponent at first, but he had executed the Blood Shadow Kill with full force. So why did he still lose?

Mo Yuntian was at a loss. Now, too ashamed to face anyone, he sprawled on his bed, the very picture of someone who had no intention of going anywhere.

*Crack*

The door swung open. Mo Yuntian's irritation flared. Hadn't he made it clear that he was in no mood for company these days? Was this an invitation for a confrontation? As these thoughts raced through his mind, Mo Yuntian leapt to his feet, and without a clear view of the intruder, he lashed out, "You scoundrel, didn't I say not to bother me unless it's absolutely necessary? Are you looking for a beating? Do you want me to thrash you so badly your own mother won't recognize you? Eh? Sis... what brings you here?"

Recognizing his visitor, Mo Yuntian immediately bit back his curses. There stood Mo Yunxi, resplendent in red, her beauty unparalleled. Her face was impassive, her gaze inscrutable, leaving one to wonder at her thoughts.

"Sis, I honestly mistook you for one of those thankless servants..." Mo Yuntian murmured by way of explanation.

"Lost?" Mo Yunxi inquired, her tone detached.

"You... you're aware of it?"

"Of course. I was there in the stands that morning," Mo Yunxi replied softly.

"Sis, hear me out. I was just careless that day. Otherwise, that wretch Chu Xiangyue wouldn't stand a chance against me!" Mo Yuntian blurted out in defense. Yet, under his sister's steady gaze, he felt as if she could see right through him. It dawned on him that she was no ordinary woman. Though not listed among the elite of the Heavenly Ranking, her discernment was leagues beyond what any Outer Sect disciple could hope to match.

Given her presence that morning, it was clear he had underestimated her. Now, any attempt at an explanation would only add to his embarrassment.

"You didn't lose unjustly. Your cultivation may be two minor realms above Chu Xiangyue's, but that's largely because I supplied you with Spiritual Pills from the Inner Sect. With such a shaky foundation, your combat strength is quite low compared to others in your realm. Chu Xiangyue, on the other hand, possesses genuine strength at Profound Rank Level Two. Her previous issue was a crude control over Spiritual Energy, causing fluctuations in her power. But after today's battle, with the Autumn Water Sword's assistance, her strength will become more consistent, and she might even rival Xiao Yang," Mo Yunxi stated calmly.

"Are you suggesting there's something tricky about the Autumn Water Sword?" Mo Yuntian inquired, puzzled.

"Absolutely," Mo Yunxi confirmed with a nod. As someone from the Inner Sect, she wouldn't overlook details that even Xiao Yang had noticed. "The sword surely has a new Inscription Array, designed to channel the Spiritual Energy that Chu Xiangyue was previously unable to fully harness, enabling her to tap into her full combat potential."

"An Inscription Array for aiding in Spiritual Energy control... Does such a thing truly exist?"

"Indeed, it does. These arrays aren't uncommon in the Inner Sect. The issue is that the practitioners there are exceptionally gifted, with a control over Divine Power that's unparalleled. They have no need for an Inscription Array's assistance," explained Mo Yunxi.

"Then, could the Autumn Water Sword that Chu Xiangyue wields have originated from a master within the Inner Sect?" Mo Yuntian asked, his voice tinged with concern.

"That's highly unlikely. The Inner Sect members wouldn't bother with you unless it was an exceptional case. Besides, I've learned that Xiao Yang had broken that sword, and it was later reforged at the Myriad Mile Sword Crafting Pavilion."

"Could it be the work of Yao Wanli?" Mo Yuntian asked, astonished.

"Most likely! It's quite surprising that someone from the Common World could execute such a sophisticated Inscription Array. Regardless of whether it was a stroke of luck or not, the feat is impressive. Now, get up. We'll visit the Myriad Mile Sword Crafting Pavilion together," Mo Yunxi said.

"Sister, as an Inner Sect member, how can you demean yourself by paying attention to a Sword Crafting Master from the Common World?" Mo Yuntian expressed discontentedly.

"When will you finally mature? Our Mo Family may wield some influence in the Common World, but we pale in comparison to the major families. Even with my support from the Inner Sect of the Profound Heaven Sect, the sect's strict rules prohibit excessive meddling in secular affairs. If danger arises, I fear I may be powerless to assist. Therefore, it's wise to forge a connection with Yao Wanli now. Should our family face difficulties in the future, Yao Wanli's direct help might be unlikely, but at least, due to our acquaintance, he shouldn't interfere negatively," Mo Yunxi reasoned.

"I see your point!" Mo Yuntian acknowledged with a nod.

...

Lin Yu's recent days had been rather pleasant. He had attended a few classes in the Outer Sect of the Profound Heaven Sect, but soon realized they offered little benefit to him at this stage. Choosing to stop attending, his decision was viewed by many as giving up in frustration. Shea Xiaoming, a close friend of Lin Yu's, had even begun to secretly pack, preparing to head back to the capital.

Lin Yu, for his part, paid no mind to these matters. Concerning himself with the judgments of others was no way to live. Instead, he focused on repaying the kindness shown by Yao Wanli, dedicating most of his time to sword crafting with Yao Xi in the Sword Crafting Room, while also mentoring the talented young girl.

After three days, Lin Yu's cultivation had solidified. His strength had significantly increased, yet it still wasn't enough to effortlessly complete the Inscription Array. Lin Yu's spiritual energy was depleted and replenished repeatedly. Without the formidable recovery capabilities of the Seven-star Sword Spell, he might have collapsed from exhaustion.

Nevertheless, Lin Yu persisted, viewing the Inscription Array process as a form of rigorous training. His efforts paid off handsomely; the spiritual energy within him grew robust and condensed, surpassing even Yao Xi of Yellow Rank Level Six. Moreover, his manipulation of spiritual energy had become exquisitely precise.

Exhausted, Lin Yu had been sitting cross-legged for a solid hour before he sprang up, full of life once more. Yao Xi, at his side, was no longer surprised by such displays. She had witnessed too many of Lin Yu's miracles to be phased by them anymore, coming to see him as an indefatigable force of nature.

"Alright, let's start over," Lin Yu said, his voice bright with enthusiasm.

"Ready when you are," Yao Xi replied with a grin. Their days together had fostered a deep connection between them. A mere gesture from Lin Yu was all it took for Yao Xi to understand his intentions—a true meeting of the minds. But just as they were about to begin sword forging, a knock at the door interrupted them. Reluctantly, Yao Xi went to answer it, finding Wu Yong on the doorstep, his demeanor tense and anxious.

"Uncle Wu, what's wrong?" Yao Xi inquired, puzzled.

"There are two people outside looking for the pavilion master..." Wu Yong murmured.

"So, bring them to see him... Why involve me?" Yao Xi responded, somewhat exasperated.

"The pavilion master isn't here..."

"Oh, right, I forgot Grandpa isn't home. They'll have to come back another time..." Yao Xi said, turning to close the door. Wu Yong, however, wedged himself in the doorway, urgency in his voice, "These two aren't ordinary visitors..."

"Who are they?"

"Inner Sect disciples from the Profound Heaven Sect... Mo Yunxi and her brother!" Wu Yong revealed.

"Mo Yunxi? That name rings a bell. I feel like I've heard it before. Well, since they're from the Inner Sect, we shouldn't turn them away. Go ahead, I'll follow shortly," Yao Xi decided.

"Why would Inner Sect disciples come here?" Lin Yu pondered aloud. His cultivation at the Fifth Level of Yellow Rank granted him exceptional senses, and he recognized the name Mo Yunxi—if it was indeed the person he was thinking of, the situation could prove quite entertaining.

"I'm not sure what's happening. Lin Yu, stay here; I'll be right back," Yao Xi assured him.

"I think I'll come with you..." Lin Yu offered.

"Alright, let's go together," Yao Xi decided, sensing that Lin Yu was a person of discernment. With him at her side, she believed she wouldn't step out of bounds. Little did she know, the ties between Lin Yu and Mo Yunxi were incredibly intricate...