Chương 140: War God — Chapter 140 - Ye Miyue: How Do You Still Have Another Sword?

Compared to the sword itself. In truth, the scabbard is the main body of this weapon!

"The scabbard can temporarily contain Eternal Silence Sword Qi! And store it, ready for use at any time. This solves the problem of her being unable to control large amounts of Eternal Silence Sword Qi during battle."

"Because a vocal cord membrane was added, if the frequency it emits can resonate with Eternal Silence Sword Qi, it reduces the dissipation of sword qi. At the same time, if it emits a sword cry, it can also carry a fraction of the Eternal Silence Sword Qi's effect."

"No need to draw the sword, one can achieve a simple zone of eternal silence all around..."

"Even if the blade is damaged by Eternal Silence Sword Qi, the heart-eating vine's main root also possesses a certain self-repair ability... It can directly repair the blade, preventing the situation where heavy use of Eternal Silence Sword Qi leads to destruction!"

"Perfect." Wang Xian looked at the longsword in his hand, admiring his own masterpiece! Aside from Ye Miyue, no one understood Eternal Silence Sword Qi better than he did. He had experienced it personally. Like that sword he had given her before, it was basically unusable now. For ordinary practice it was still fine, but in a real fight, attaching even a few strands of Eternal Silence Sword Qi would probably destroy it. But this sword, it's no exaggeration to say it was tailor-made for Ye Miyue!

"In terms of grade, the materials have only one main root that is D-grade material. The strength of this sword is roughly around tier three..."

"Tsk..." To be able to forge tier-three combat gear in a single semester. Wang Xian rubbed his chin, satisfied with his own progress. Stepping out of the Heavenly Artisan Workshop, the sky outside was already dotted with stars. At that moment, his phone buzzed. [Ye Miyue: Tomorrow I'm leaving Tiandu University with my teacher, heading to a relic! I might be gone the entire winter break!] Calculating the time, with the end of term now, the timing was about right. He thought for a moment.

[Wang Xian: Open your door later, I need you for something!] [Ye Miyue: What thing?] [Wang Xian: A surprise for you.] [Ye Miyue: Hmph... I'm not wearing those clothes you bought...] Before Ye Miyue went into seclusion to train. On the weekend two weeks before the semester started, Wang Xian and Ye Miyue had also strolled along the university's Ten Thousand Treasures Boulevard. And bought quite a few clothes. Of course, because several of the outfits were rather bold in style.

Especially one set: a white hollowed-out halter lace lingerie nightgown. She sternly refused Wang Xian's suggestion that she wear it for a massage. But still obediently accepted it anyway. [Wang Xian:......] [Wang Xian: There really is a surprise] [Ye Miyue: Master says that when men say there's a surprise, it's always when they're up to no good with a girl.] [Wang Xian: Then does your master have a man?] [Ye Miyue: Seems like no...] [Wang Xian: Well there you go. She doesn't even have a man herself, what the hell does she know.] [Ye Miyue: No badmouthing my master [eye roll]] [Wang Xian: Fine, no surprise. I just want you to give me a massage. You can wrap yourself up like a zongzi for all I care.] [Ye Miyue: I don't want to dress like a zongzi... I'm going to take a shower] [Ye Miyue: I'll leave the door ajar for you...] [Wang Xian:......] Wang Xian wrapped up the sword, took the train to Mystic Heart Island, and walked to Villa No. 5 in the inner district.

Sure enough, the main door was left slightly ajar. Wang Xian thought to himself, I told you the truth and you didn't believe me. This girl. Closing the door properly, Wang Xian set the sword aside. The pattering sound of water came from the bathroom on the second floor. Wang Xian walked up to the second floor. Ye Miyue's room had its own private bathroom. She was naturally showering in her own room. The room door wasn't even closed.

A clear breeze blew in through the window, and the door frame creaked softly, swaying gently. As if issuing a silent invitation.

"Careless girl!" Wang Xian said from outside.

"Taking a shower and you don't even close the door!" BANG. From the bathroom inside the room came the sound of the showerhead hitting the floor.

"Th-then close it for me! And don't come in to peek!" From the bathroom, Ye Miyue scolded him.

"Alright, I'll close it for you then." Wang Xian pretended to leave, then quietly took out a cicada garment and draped it over himself. In reality, he walked into the room, closed the room door, and hid off to the side, holding his breath and concentrating. This cicada garment was something Wang Xian had exchanged for using high-value credits at the school. This time, after his own smelting refinement, the cicada garment could be used multiple times as long as it wasn't damaged.

However, this cicada garment was extremely valuable. Tiandu University only had a few. If not for Teacher Shen Lan, he probably wouldn't have been able to exchange for it at all. No helping it: nowadays, primordial ancient cicadas were far too few, and very hard to catch. Even if caught, one might not be able to perfectly extract a complete cicada garment. Draped in the cicada garment, Wang Xian was essentially imperceptible to Ye Miyue in the bathroom. And so. In the bathroom, there was a stretch of silence.

If you stumble upon this tale on Amazon, it's taken without the author's consent. Report it. Then he heard a faint mutter:"Wang Xian, you big dummy..."

"......" Wang Xian. Am I dumb? After another while, Wang Xian heard a rustling sound of clothes being put on. With his extraordinary hearing.

"This outfit, could it be that lace lingerie set?" Wang Xian thought to himself. Until, the bathroom door opened. Water vapor billowed out, and a breathtakingly beautiful figure stepped out from within. When she saw Wang Xian in the room, the figure instantly froze.

"You!" Even with a hazy layer of mist, it couldn't conceal her now completely reddened cheeks.

"Just now, someone called me a big dummy." Wang Xian put away the transparent cicada garment and said seriously, "Student Ye, did you hear who said that?"

"......" Ye Miyue's five toes curled, gripping her slippers, her head slightly lowered.

"No, it wasn't, don't talk nonsense..." She hastily covered herself with both hands, then shook her head vigorously as if trying to prove something.

"There was no one talking in the room just now... I didn't hear anything!"

"My taste is pretty good." Wang Xian plopped down onto the chair beside the vanity, looking at Ye Miyue at this moment. The pure white halter nightgown was semi-hollowed. So, even though it looked very loose. That faintly visible snow-white skin had already perfectly imprinted a clear silhouette in Wang Xian's pupils. He could even see the white panties hugging her waistline. The panties and the nightgown were a matching set.

Wang Xian often couldn't help but sigh: of all things in this world, the simpler they were, the more useful. Just two pieces of cloth, plus a string. Yet they could cover the origin point of life. Too magnificent!

"The tag hasn't even been removed." Wang Xian walked behind Ye Miyue and tore off the brand tag from the nightgown, somewhat amused. It was her first time wearing it.

"......" Ye Miyue.

"Wait here for me a moment." Wang Xian said.

"I'll go downstairs and grab something." Before he had taken two steps, his arm was grabbed by Ye Miyue.

"The room... has massage lubricant ointment..." Her face red, she said quietly.

"......" Wang Xian. You really are thoroughly prepared!

"It's not to get lubricant ointment." Wang Xian waved his hand.

"Then what is it?"

"Guess?"

"......" Ye Miyue glared at Wang Xian, but as soon as she looked up, she felt she was dressed too revealingly... and hurriedly buried her head like a quail. Wang Xian left the room, went to the shelf on the first floor, and brought the sword to the room.

"What is this?" Sitting on the edge of the bed, Ye Miyue was using her elemental force to dry her beautiful hair. The night breeze brushed past, and her soft, flowing hair was blown into a river of stars, glimmering unceasingly under the bright light. Blinking, Ye Miyue looked curiously at the object in Wang Xian's hand. It seemed to be... Wang Xian tore open the outer cloth wrapping, revealing the newly forged Eternal Silence Abyssal Scabbard.

"Here, a new sword weapon!" Wang Xian pointed. The scabbard, like star sand, emitted an icy blue radiance. Ye Miyue was stunned. As a possessor of a taboo talent. Her sword physique gave her an extremely high perception of all sword weapons. The moment she laid eyes on this sword. Ye Miyue knew. This sword suited her perfectly! Because the sword qi inside her body was faintly leaping, as if feeling it had found a second home.

"Eternal Silence Abyssal Scabbard. You can also call it a sword case."

"The scabbard is relatively large." Wang Xian said thoughtfully, "The blade is forged from Frost Star Alloy, mixed with several special materials. It can hold a large amount of your Eternal Silence Sword Qi. Most importantly, the scabbard can also store a portion of your Eternal Silence Sword Qi."

"If you feel you can't control too much Eternal Silence Sword Qi, you can temporarily store the Eternal Silence Sword Qi into the scabbard."

"And at critical moments, it can burst forth directly."

"Also, every time you draw the sword..." Wang Xian drew the blade. A crisp, faint sword cry hummed. It made one's spirit pause, faintly sensing a bone-chilling coldness.

"Not bad, right?" Wang Xian handed this slightly broad, integrated sword weapon to Ye Miyue.

"For you." Ye Miyue froze. Silent for a long while, she only asked after taking it:"How much did this cost..."

"It didn't cost anything." Wang Xian said.

"I forged it myself. It just cost a few credits." The materials were all exchanged for with credits. Only the three main materials cost a couple thousand. The rest of the metals only cost a few hundred credits.

"......" Ye Miyue looked utterly astonished.

"Alright, go to the training room and give it a try." Wang Xian urged.

"Mm, then I'll change clothes." Ye Miyue said happily.

"Change into what? It's just testing a sword, no need to go to that trouble." Wang Xian waved his hand.

"......" Ye Miyue. She glared at Wang Xian bashfully. The two went to the villa complex's training room. Ye Miyue held the sword weapon, and around her body, a chill of eternal silence faintly spread unceasingly. The sword qi within her continuously swelled, her body trembling slightly, as if on the verge of losing control. But very soon, as the Eternal Silence Sword Qi surged into the scabbard, Ye Miyue began to calm down. She abruptly drew the longsword.

The intense cold condensed into tangible form, making the entire training room seem as if it had returned to an ice age, exuding an aura of eternal, abyss-like silence. Then. She was like a cold moon in the sky. Dancing with the sword weapon. Moonlight spilled down. In that transcendent, peerless dance, there was not only the cold sword cry that could freeze all creation. But also a peerless charm that could make one utterly entranced.

"Cold Moon Sword Song..." Wang Xian watched, nodding secretly. This lost advanced martial art, Ye Miyue had already achieved considerable small success in it. She progressed at astonishing speed. An elegant, graceful sword dance, yet concealing a cold sword edge. If one became even slightly entranced, they would likely perish beneath that blade. This was an advanced sword art with extremely high demands on movement technique.

With a master teaching her, Ye Miyue's movement technique was already close to the fourth stage. Moreover, under the moonlight spilling through the window, her sword dance left no trace of shadows. Clearly, this lost sword art martial technique also came with its own movement technique martial art. That was probably why it was lost. The sound of the sword cry was like heavenly voices singing clearly, involuntarily making one's mind settle into stillness. Until the song of the sword ended.

Wang Xian watched, extremely satisfied. And Ye Miyue was looking at the longsword in her hands with boundless delight. She bit her lip, lost in thought, as if in a daze. She even seemed to have forgotten about the large swaths of snow-white skin she was exposing. Probably because she had never imagined... it really was a surprise.

'Master said that when she and I go to the relic to train, she would give me a sword weapon. Wang Xian has already given me one, and this sword weapon suits me perfectly... Tomorrow I can tell Master there's no need to go to the expense...' Ye Miyue thought to herself. After a while.

"Wang Xian!" Ye Miyue tossed aside the sword weapon, turned, and threw herself toward Wang Xian. Her cool, clear voice carried a hint of coyness.

"I like this sword!"

"I like it very much!" She said she liked the sword. But the sword had already been tossed aside. She raised her head slightly. What was originally a purely beautiful, coolly exquisite face was now tinged with a trace of allure because of those moist eyes. Pure allure at its extreme. Wang Xian smiled and said:"Since you like it, then use it often..." Ye Miyue said bashfully:"Mm..." Just as she finished speaking, Ye Miyue suddenly frowned slightly, as if sensing something.

She asked curiously:"Wang Xian, are you carrying another sword on you?" As she spoke, her hand moved slightly...

"......"

"I am indeed carrying one more." Wang Xian nodded.

"Just not sure if you'll like this one..." Ye Miyue was no fool. She understood immediately. Her cheeks flushed crimson like blood in an instant.

"You! You!" Yet she did not push Wang Xian away.

"Seems you don't like it." Wang Xian looked regretful.

"N-no... I don't..." Ye Miyue was so embarrassed she stared at the floor, completely unable to lift her head.

"Then let's dance another song of the sword... I feel your performance just now was still a bit lacking in refinement... Let me guide you a little."

"......" Regarding the way of the sword, Wang Xian understood a thing or two. Master one method, master all methods. He had already observed the Cold Moon Sword Song. So guiding Ye Miyue was still doable. He even. Completely became a beginner.

"The sword moves with lightness. This Cold Moon Sword Song of yours is fundamentally a movement-technique sword art." Ye Miyue said nothing.

"Remember the rhythm..." The two began practicing swordsmanship. Wang Xian's sword was a heavy sword without edge, a transcendent sword weapon of great skill appearing clumsy! But, her learning ability was very strong. Coupled with her exceptional sword talent, before long, she had gradually gained some insight.

"A swordsman must reach the state of no sword in hand, yet sword in heart."

"As the saying goes: Palm empty, sword qi concealed; bones bloom, heart's edge rises. Bladeless, it becomes a weapon of its own; between the feet, cold light is born!

"......"

"Alright, this technique is too difficult... Never mind, don't move. I'll teach you." Ye Miyue remained silent, simply cultivating her sword technique single-mindedly. Suddenly. Her body trembled slightly. She felt that her level in the way of the sword had stepped into a completely new domain! Her sword technique reached sublimation. There was no longer a sword in her hand. But her body could feel the rhythmic movement of the sword, resonating with it. That majestic sword intent made Ye Miyue tremble all over!

Fortunately, although the edge was fully revealed, Ye Miyue could still temporarily endure that sword intent. Until after a long while, Ye Miyue's forehead was covered in beads of sweat. She gently gritted her teeth and forcibly held on. The Eternal Silence Sword Qi inside her began to stir restlessly, as if on the verge of activating its defense. Fortunately, this sword intent did not violate the origin point of life, so the Eternal Silence Sword Qi did not activate.

Until a certain moment, the heavy, blunt sword intent of the heavy sword without edge pressed down like a great mountain, its force reaching its peak. This time. She could no longer forcefully endure. Ye Miyue was shaken limp all over by this sword intent within the sword weapon. Her dazed eyes brimmed with a measure of insight into the sword weapon. After a bout of sword practice. Wang Xian was refreshed and clear-headed.

Looking at Ye Miyue, who was now collapsed from exhaustion, lying beside him, he couldn't help but laugh:"I was the one teaching and training you the whole time."

"How come you're even more tired than I am..." Ye Miyue closed her eyes, her cheeks flushed like water.

"What a pity..." Wang Xian said leisurely.

"I... I'll get used to it." Ye Miyue shifted her body and said quietly. After saying that, she was still a bit embarrassed... It was all because she couldn't perfectly master the Eternal Silence Sword Qi... The next morning. Wang Xian left the villa complex. Though it was like scratching an itch through a boot, being able to use that girl Ye Miyue to temper and refine his own way of the sword was truly endlessly rewarding to reflect on... ➤ Next: End-of-Semester Exam, Coiling Dragon Mountain