Spirit Ruin, Sword Coffin, Blind Swordsman

As soon as Song Yunshu and the old man entered the Xiao family domain, they caused quite a stir.

Many Xiao family disciples stopped mid-stride, staring as Song Yunshu gracefully approached.

One of them swallowed hard and murmured, “Who is she?”

“When did the Divine Treasure Territory ever have such a beautiful woman?”

“I’m done for. She’s going to bewitch me.”

“Bullshit. Sister Qing’er bewitched you just two days ago!”

More and more disciples flew over to watch.

Song Yunshu had long since grown accustomed to such gazes. With a soft smile, she leisurely flew towards the distant courtyard where Li Guanqi was.

Li Guanqi set down his wine cup, eyes narrowing. He glanced at Xiao Chen beside him and said softly, “Tsk tsk... a strong one. Come on, Fourth Brother. Let’s go greet them.”

Xiao Chen blinked. He hadn’t sensed anyone noteworthy, only a woman whose aura didn’t seem particularly strong.High above the open grounds, a late Nascent Soul Realm disciple stared at Song Yunshu. His chest rose and fell slightly. He let out a long breath, steeled himself, and strode from the crowd.

The young man was tall and fairly handsome, with an elegant, refined look. Wearing what he believed was an extremely charming smile, he stepped forward boldly, drawing waves of teasing from the onlookers.

“Oh, Xiao Rongshu’s feeling brave today?”

“Hahaha, go on! Make her stay!”

Song Yunshu paused, a mysterious smile curling at the corner of her lips. “Do you need anything?”

Xiao Rongshu’s palms were slick with sweat. Standing close to her, he took a deep breath and loudly said, “I’m Xiao Rongshu of the Xiao family. What’s your name?”

“Oooh! Go for it! Why just ask for her name when you can ask her out?”

“Haha, I never thought the calm and collected Xiao Rongshu could get this flustered.”

The chatter made Xiao Rongshu’s face turn bright red. Just as the embarrassment nearly drove him to flee, the woman answered, her voice clear and crisp. “I’m Song Yunshu.”

His heart leaped with joy. He looked up at her breathtaking face, barely daring to meet her eyes. He gathered his courage and opened his mouth to speak again, but Song Yunshu raised a finger to her lips. Her alluring smile deepened, and her beautiful eyes drifted past him.

Xiao Rongshu froze for a moment before turning his head to follow her gaze.

Two figures in white approached from a distance. One was the head of the Xiao family, Xiao Chen. Beside him was a man with a faint smile, his eyes pure white, his black hair casually tied back with a band.

The moment Li Guanqi appeared, the raucous sky went silent, as if every throat had been seized at once. Disciples and elders alike turned and bowed with clasped fists.

“Greetings, family head! Greetings, Sword Sovereign!” Their voices rose in unison, expressions solemn.

This was the authority Li Guanqi had carved through blood and battle.

“…”

Song Yunshu watched him approach, her gaze gentle. Seeing him now, she clasped her hands before her and ducked her head shyly before peeking back up at him.

Xiao Rongshu’s face darkened, but when he realized she was looking at Li Guanqi, the last trace of reluctance died in his chest. Not even the faintest thought of competing with Li Guanqi crossed his mind.

Li Guanqi and Xiao Chen reached the pair, and Li Guanqi greeted Song Yunshu with a smile.

“Long time no see.”

Song Yunshu looked at him with a hint of grievance, her voice soft as she spoke gently. “Yes… It’s been a long time. I’d say a certain someone has already forgotten about me.”

Beside him, Xiao Chen shot Li Guanqi a sharp look and sent a cold voice transmission. “Li Guanqi, you’ve had quite a few romantic adventures out there, haven’t you?! Don’t tell me you’ve started letting yourself run wild now that Wanshu’s in seclusion.”

Li Guanqi glanced at Xiao Chen, who was grinding his teeth. “Fourth Brother, you’re getting a bit bold lately. Who do you think you’re talking to?”

“What’s the big deal? I don’t care,” Xiao Chen said stubbornly. “But this business of you flirting around outside... when Wanshu wakes up, I’ll report every bit of it!”

The corner of Li Guanqi’s mouth twitched. He hadn’t expected Xiao Chen to be so persistent. “Quit talking nonsense. There’s nothing between her and me. We met once.”

Xiao Chen lowered his brows, disbelief plain on his face as he curled his lip. “I’d be a fool if I believed you.”

Song Yunshu pressed her lips together and stared at the two of them. She couldn’t hold back any longer. “I’m still standing right here! Whatever you have to say, why do you have to whisper to each other like that?”

Li Guanqi smiled, then turned to the black-robed old man behind her. Li Guanqi and Xiao Chen bowed slightly.

“I’m Li Guanqi. How should I address you, Senior?”

“I’m Xiao Chen.”

From the start, Li Guanqi had noticed the old man studying him.

The old man spoke calmly, saying, “My surname is Tu.”

Li Guanqi straightened up and smiled. “Senior Tu, Miss Song, let’s talk inside.”

He gestured for them to follow. Song Yunshu fell into step beside him. Her jade-like hands even reached out to hook around Li Guanqi’s arm, startling him into a quick sidestep.

Behind them, Xiao Chen’s face lit up with a vindicated expression. He glared at Li Guanqi.

“Miss, please behave with propriety.”

Song Yunshu fumed. But catching Xiao Chen’s gaze, her expression shifted, and an idea came to her.

She let sorrow pool in her eyes, her voice turning achingly soft. “Sigh... that night at the Constellation Tower, you weren’t this cold.”

Li Guanqi’s face twisted as if he’d swallowed a fly.

A chill ran down Li Guanqi’s spine. He turned to Xiao Chen and said flatly, “Would you believe me if I told you it’s not what you think?”

Xiao Chen shot him a glare.

“…Alright. Looks like you don’t.”

Bang!

Li Guanqi blurred. He kicked Xiao Chen in the waist and launched him into the distance, then sent him a voice transmission. “We need to talk about something. Keep yourself busy.”

Xiao Chen had been glaring at Li Guanqi when everything blurred. A tremendous force slammed into his side, and the scenery streaked backward around him.

He yelled at the top of his lungs, his voice laced with anger, “There’s definitely something going on! You two definitely have something going on.”