CH 50

Chapter 50: Advanced Mathematics.

The temple, which had been neglected for a long time, had cold winds rushing out of the cracks in its walls, making people’s hair stand on end.

Faintly, one could hear the crows perched on the branches around it cawing.

Master Yici twirled the beads and sat aside with his eyes closed.

After pondering for a while, Feng Yaoqing asked: “Master, do you have a way to unravel the anomaly that has appeared on Young Marquis Qin body?”

Although Master Yici didn’t seem to possess particularly advanced abilities, he appeared particularly calm and seemed to have everything figured out, which made people curious.

Besides, Qin Zhihuan was also guided here by a nightmare.

Master Yici didn’t open his eyes or respond, and only after a long time did he say in a faint voice, “Everything has its own cause and effect. Since you’re already here, there’s no need to ask why.”

It was an obscure sentence.

Feng Yaoqing didn’t ask further, she apologized: “I’m sorry for being presumptuous,” before turning to check on Qin Zhihuan’s condition.

The yin energy on his body had dissipated somewhat, and his furrowed brows gradually relaxed. His eyelashes twitched slightly, as if he was about to wake up.

Just then, a demonic energy was shaken out of Qin Zhihuan’s body and broke through the window.

Was it a nightmare demon?

Feng Yaoqing quickly reacted, leaped out of the window, and chased after the black figure. Several spells were cast from two different directions, and she quickly caught up to the nightmare demon. With a flick of her fingers, countless golden threads formed a large net, tightly entangling the creature.

“Reveal yourself!”

The black figure let out a heart-wrenching scream, and the thick black mist gradually dissipated, revealing a human form, which then fell heavily to the ground.

“Ah Yao!” Ji Feichen arrived quickly after leaving Qin Zhihuan’s dream realm.

“I’m fine,” Feng Yaoqing glanced at him, then looked back at the direction of the figure, “I caught the nightmare demon.”

“Bah! Who is that low-level and boring monster like nightmare demon! Who allowed you to capture this princess? Let go let go let go!”

The figure, who was tied up with golden threads, started to curse loudly with a voice that sounded like a young girl’s sulky tone.

The figure looked like a girl of about sixteen or seventeen years old, showing her small tiger teeth while wearing a green dress. She did not seem like a monster, but rather a naughty and capricious little girl.

Feng Yaoqing glanced at her but ignored her, and instead asked Ji Feichen with a hint of concern: “What about Wanqing and the others?”

Ji Feichen hesitated for a moment, showing a difficult expression: “They’ve run into some trouble…”

“Could something have happened? I told you before, Wanqing has just started learning these spells, don’t bring her into dreams, it’s easy to cause her soul to become unsettled.” Feng Yaoqing turned and walked back into the house. “I’ll leave this nightmare demon to you. I’ll go take a look first.”

“No, wait一”

As Ji Feichen hadn’t finished his sentence, Feng Yaoqing hastily went back into the room.

However, as soon as she entered, she saw an extremely awkward scene.

Shen Wanqing had curled up into a round ball, squatting in a corner of the room, burying her head in her knees. Even though her expression couldn’t be seen, one could still feel her despair.

Xie Wuyan lazily slouched in a chair, his elbows resting on the armrests, index finger against his temple, and slowly spoke: “I said…”

“Don’t speak, shut up! Your constant chatter is so annoying!” Shen Wanqing, the ball-shaped figure crouching in the corner, immediately fired like a cannon.

Xie Wuyan, who had only said two words, fell silent. He rubbed his temple and then chuckled softly: “I’m just cooperating with you.”

Shen Wanqing said angrily: “Don’t mention it!”

The room fell silent.

Feng Yaoqing: …what’s going on? It feels like a small couple quarrel.

Qin Zhihuan had already woken up, his face was ashen, and he got up and left without saying a word.

Feng Yaoqing quickly followed and asked: “Young Marquis Qin, what happened just now?”

Qin Zhihuan’s face became even worse: “I don’t know.”

His dreaming experience is extremely poor.

Not only was he robbed, but he also witnessed his crush having an affair with someone else.

He went from a beautiful dream to a nightmare.

. . . . .

The atmosphere inside the room was tense.

Shen Wanqing curled up into a ball, feeling very conflicted.

She was a little angry, and her cheeks were slightly flushed.

After all, she was a young girl, and to have such an intimate scene added so casually, it was really embarrassing for her.

But if she thought about it positively, it wasn’t her first kiss, it was her second.

Who was her first kiss with?

Shen Wanqing thought carefully.

Damn, her first kiss was also with Xie Wuyan.

Shen Wanqing felt suffocated.

The problem is not the kissing scene.

Forced by the situation, she had already accepted becoming a pillow with very little backbone, and the unequal agreement to split the bed in half every night.

But now, Xie Wuyan is so casual with her, and she can’t even argue back, this is so outrageous!

Then she thought that Xie Wuyan could rely on the fact that nobody can beat him to kiss whoever he wants in the future, and Shen Wanqing became even angrier.

What a scumbag!

The villain is really too despicable.

Although she looks fierce on the surface, she always becomes weak in front of Xie Wuyan. Even if she has a small mood, she won’t make a big fuss.

So it’s the first time she looks like she’s about to explode like this.

She really looks very angry.

Xie Wuyan looked at Shen Wanqing, who was angry as a pufferfish. He didn’t know why, but he felt a sense of irritability and stuffiness in his chest when he looked at her unhappy appearance.

So he made a light noise, stood up and walked behind Shen Wanqing.

Xie Wuyan had never had the idea of wanting to cheer someone up before, so he had no idea how to do it.

So he frowned and remained silent for a while before awkwardly saying, “Look up and stand up.”

This is Xie Wuyan’s unique way of coaxing people.

Shen Wanqing wasn’t comforted, and she was even more angry: “I won’t get up.”

“Get up.”

“I won’t.”

Xie Wuyan’s patience was worn down, and he reached out and grabbed Shen Wanqing’s shoulder, forcing her to look at him.

Shen Wanqing was furious, and she raised her head, her eyes turning red with anger: “What are you doing?”

Xie Wuyan suddenly realized that he had more patience than he had imagined.

Especially when he saw Shen Wanqing’s red eyes, he suddenly hesitated, furrowed his brows, and didn’t say anything.

The more Shen Wanqing thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. Once she opened her mouth, she couldn’t stop talking and went on and on: “Who cooperates with people like you? You’re just bullying people because you know I can’t beat you.”

Xie Wuyan: “Sorry.”

Shen Wanqing was stunned.

Xie Wuyan repeated: “Sorry.”

He wasn’t used to saying such things.

Even with only one word, he felt incredibly awkward.

Subconsciously, Xie Wuyan turned his head away, avoiding Shen Wanqing’s gaze.

Shen Wanqing asked softly: “What did you say?”

Xie Wuyan’s tone was inexplicably irritable, he let go of her hand and stood up: “Never mind if you didn’t hear it.”

“Hey, wait a minute.”

Shen Wanqing quickly grabbed Xie Wuyan’s sleeve and asked with certainty: “Did you just apologize to me?”

Xie Wuyan turned his head away and didn’t look at her: “Otherwise, is there someone else?”

She didn’t know why, but at the moment Xie Wuyan said “sorry,” she suddenly wasn’t angry anymore.

She knew what those word meant to him.

In the original book, Xie Wuyan wasn’t a person who would feel “sorry.”

For him, saying those word was more difficult than slaughtering the Heavenly Dao Palace.

But he just said it like that now.

Twice.

Shen Wanqing couldn’t believe it and asked: “Then why did you threaten me earlier?”

“When did I threaten you?”

“You threatened me to make me stand up!”

Xie Wuyan: “…That’s not a threat.”

Shen Wanqing didn’t believe it: “Recall the tone you used at the time. Were you not threatening me, but coaxing me?”

Xie Wuyan didn’t say anything.

Shen Wanqing realized: “So, were you really coaxing me with that sentence?”

Xie Wuyan felt his temples throbbing: “Shut up.”

Shen Wanqing couldn’t help but burst out laughing. She let go of him, and her shoulders were shaking lightly: “I’ve never seen anyone coax someone like you do.”

Xie Wuyan reached up and rubbed his brow bone, trying to endure it again and again.

I almost forgot how smug she could be.

However, he didn’t get angry in the end. He just reached out his hand to Shen Wanqing: “Get up.”

Shen Wanqing took his hand and stood up with his help. She patted the dust off her clothes and looked around before realizing that there were only the two of them in the room.

Where did Ji Feichen and the others go?

Shen Wanqing pushed the door suspiciously and found a row of people standing outside like they were being punished.

There was Ji Feichen with a helpless look on his face, Feng Yaoqing smiling, Master Yici expressionless, Qin Zhihuan furious, and a figure tied up with gold thread, cursing non-stop while being bound tightly to a chair.

Shen Wanqing: “…”

Do all of you cultivators love eavesdropping like this?

“I told you I’m not a nightmare demon.”

“Does the princess know? The esteemed Princess Zhao Ping .”

“Even if the Northern Kingdom is destroyed, I am still the Princess Zhao Ping! Please do not compare me with those lowly demons.”

The figure was tightly bound to the chair with gold thread, but still spoke fiercely, revealing its sharp little tiger teeth every time it opened its mouth.

Feng Yaoqing turned to Qin Zhihuan: “Lord Qin, do you remember this princess?”

The Northern Kingdom was a small country, undeveloped in both military and commerce. It had always relied on the protection of major powers to survive.

Five years ago, the Northern Kingdom was annihilated by the Southern Kingdom. The speed of its demise was so fast that it didn’t even cause much of a stir.

A princess of a fallen nation in such a weak country was completely insignificant.

However, Qin Zhihuan played a pivotal role in this battle. He beheaded the Emperor of the Northern Kingdom and was awarded the title of lord as a result.

Qin Zhihuan turned his head to look at Princess Zhao Ping, his eyes narrowing as if he was carefully scrutinizing her.

After a long time, he shook his head: “I haven’t seen her before.”

The little princess immediately exclaimed: “You haven’t seen me? What are you talking about! You even made it to the bottom of our Northern Kingdom’s imperial city, yet you can’t even recognize the princess in the palace? Your memory is so poor, no wonder the girl you like doesn’t like you.”

Qin Zhihuan remained silent and then turned his head, asking: “Can this demon be eliminated?”

Princess Zhao Ping was so angry that her clothes were fluttering up and down from the demonic energy: “You are angry out of embarrassment!”

Feng Yaoqing felt a headache, but she immediately grasped the point: “So, you’ve been tormenting Young Marquis Qin for so many years, making him suffer like this?”

“What do you mean by tormenting?” Princess Zhao Ping’s voice trembled with anger, “Do you think I want to follow him? I opened my eyes and found myself stuck to him. No matter how far I ran, I would eventually come back. Do you think I like looking at the face of this enemy? And he’s so plain and unremarkable.”

Feng Yaoqing: “So you want to kill him?”

Princess Zhao Ping looked surprised: “Is it that serious? I just give him nightmares every night, in which he turns into a pig and gets killed.”

Feng Yaoqing: … as expected of a princess.

Qin Zhihuan gritted his teeth: “So, can this demon be eliminated?”

Princess Zhao Ping retorted: “You’re just getting angry out of embarrassment!”

Master Yici stood up, carefully examined Princess Zhao Ping and asked: “Your Highness Zhao Ping, do you remember how you died?”

Princess Zhao Ping was stunned, with a bewildered expression on her face: “I don’t remember. I only remember that after the imperial city was captured, my guards took me out of the palace through a small path, and then… and then I woke up like this.”

Master Yici nodded: “She might not be lying.”

Qin Zhihuan was the one who destroyed the Northern Kingdom.

It was very likely that Princess Zhao Ping was killed by an ambush while escaping, and her body was not properly buried, which led to her strong resentment. Therefore, she still haunted Qin Zhihuan after death and could not move on.

“I understand. If we want to help Young Marquis Qin get rid of the ghost’s entanglement, we probably need to find Princess Zhao Ping’s body.”

Although it had been five years, if her soul was still present, there might still be hope of finding her remains.

However, the compass spun several times but still didn’t indicate any direction.

This shouldn’t be.

According to Ji Feichen’s abilities, finding the trail of a corpse should be nothing but simple.

Just then, the bamboo tube containing the Solitary Light Sword gemstone flew out, a beam of light shot out, and landed directly on Princess Zhao Ping’s forehead.

Why did the Solitary Light Sword react to Princess Zhao Ping?

Princess Zhao Ping: “What is this? Are you trying to assassinate me?”

Ji Feichen noticed something was off and asked for Princess Zhao Ping’s birthdate, calculated it, and his expression suddenly became serious.

Princess Zhao Ping became nervous: “Is there a problem?”

Ji Feichen: “Princess Zhao Ping, has anyone ever told you that you have a pure yin physique?”

Princess Zhaoping thought for a moment and nodded: “My father mentioned it. He said that when I was young, some Taoist priests came to the palace and said that about me.”

Feng Yaoqing: “Feichen, do you think…?”

Ji Feichen: “Yes, the Solitary Light Sword successfully sealed the demon lord of that year, but it came at a cost. The souls and bodies of the previous sword makers who were used to forge the sword were all scattered by the demon lord’s power. So now, the Solitary Light Sword should only have a blade but it is missing its sword spirit and needs to be recast to restore its previous power.”

This plot, Shen Wanqing understands it crystal clear.

In the original book’s ending, Feng Yaoqing sacrificed herself to the sword because the sword spirit could not be rekindled.

However, as the God Sword that resists evil spirits, it is extremely difficult to forge a new sword spirit for the Solitary Light Sword.

First, the sacrificial person must have pure yin physique.

Second, the sacrifice must be voluntary and not forced.

Therefore, it is highly likely that the Solitary Light Sword responded to Zhao Ping because she was a sacrificial person who offered herself to the sword willingly.

But if that’s the case, why doesn’t she remember anything?

“When the Solitary Light Sword was forged, 341 predecessors sacrificed their flesh and soul,” said Ji Feichen, “So, to forge a new Solitary Light Sword, you need that many pure yin physique for sacrifice.”

Master Yici, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly spoke up: “There was another option, but it’s impossible now.”

“What option?”

“If a member of the blood-burning clan with a pure yin physique is willing to sacrifice themselves, then these 341 people would not be needed,” Master Yici sighed, “but unfortunately, this clan’s lineage was broken over a decade ago.”

The air froze for a moment.

Xie Wuyan lowered his eyelashes and glanced at Master Yici beside him.

Shen Wanqing watched the play and saw herself on stage: …

How come there are some not-so-good settings added again?

She straightened out all the character settings of her and the character settings of Feng Yaoqing.

Known: Feng Yaoqing = the last pure yin physique in the original book = 1 + 340 = Completion of the Solitary Light Sword.

Also: Shen Wanqing = blood-burning clan + pure yin physique = 341 = Completion of the Solitary Light Sword.

Moreover: Both sides of the equation are equal.

Therefore: Shen Wanqing = Feng Yaoqing + no need to sacrifice 340 people.

…it seems like I suddenly understand the huge conspiracy behind the system’s plot.

Shen Wanqing: “I’m tired. Goodbye.”