88: Chapter 88 The Incompetent Wife (Part 2)

Cang Mingyue did not even look at the corpse; her figure flashed.

The little boy, who had been frightened awake, was lifted by her water waves and then gently placed beside the old dog.

She crouched down, ignoring the dripping blood, and gently stroked Old Black's cold cheek, her voice exceptionally tender.

"Look, I have saved your little master for you."

Old Black, the old dog, struggled to open his murky eyes a crack.

Seeing the little boy safe and sound, a barely audible whimper, filled with satisfaction, escaped from his throat.

It looked once more at the end of the alley.

It remembered the year its master brought it home; the wall at the end of the alley seemed to have been blooming with lilacs, just like today.

At that time, the little master was still in swaddling clothes.

He always loved to hug it and sit in the small courtyard listening to his mother tell stories.

Later, the mistress of the house was abducted by soldiers on the eastern expedition to Goryeo to serve as a camp follower and never returned.

The small shop run by the master of the house was forced to close because it could not bear the heavy tax burden.

And the little master fell gravely ill.

The master of the house became exceptionally irritable.

On a rainy night, he beat and kicked it out of the house, telling it never to return.

If time could be rewound to the very beginning.

It thought that it would still walk through its master's door once more.

This had nothing to do with any external factors.

Because from the moment it received its name from its master, its life began to have meaning.

Thinking of this, it used its last ounce of strength to lick the boy's hand.

Then its head tilted to the side, and it had no more life.

On that dog face, there seemed to be a hint of a relieved smile.

...

Cang Mingyue's water waves closed the old dog's eyes.

She stood up and looked at Ye Jingjun, who was staring at the su chen sword in her hand with suspicion and uncertainty.

At this moment, Cang Mingyue's legs were sound, she wore a thin veil, and her aura was completely different from when she was at the seaside, being much more powerful.

Ye Jingjun did not recognize her identity for a moment, only feeling that this woman was terrifyingly strong.

And had some inexplicable intentions toward the su chen sword.

"Return the sword to me!"

Ye Jingjun suppressed the fear in her heart and said sternly.

"This sword is very important to me!"

Cang Mingyue's fingertips gently brushed over the blade of the su chen sword, feeling the blade resonate continuously with the water spiritual power within her, and a half-smile curled at the corner of her mouth.

"Very important? How important?"

Ye Jingjun was a bit annoyed.

This familiar attire, this familiar voice.

Even if she were slow-witted, she should have guessed who the person in front of her was.

This must be the sea demon who used to secretly "date" Master Su!

"You, a demon race, naturally do not know how important a handy sword is to a human sword cultivator."

"Hurry and return the sword to me!"

"If you don't return it to me, I will... report you to the officials... I will..."

Ye Jingjun said halfway and suddenly got stuck.

Take action? She was not yet Cang Mingyue's match.

Report to the officials?

Can the officials of Donglai Prefecture even be trusted right now?

Seeing the sword fairy maiden's threat with absolutely no threatening force, Cang Mingyue smiled gently.

"Is this really the true reason?"

"I think... it's because this sword hides something very important to you, right!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Jingjun couldn't help but tremble violently.

According to her observations, Su Chen had appeared in human form the previous few times he went to see her.

Reasonably and logically, she shouldn't have discovered Su Chen's true identity!

"You, what do you mean?"

"What do I mean?"

Cang Mingyue smiled meaningfully.

As a Mermaid Maiden, she was usually gentle in nature.

Rarely was there something that could make her argue like this with a woman she was not familiar with.

Unfortunately, Su Chen was one of them.

"Since you are a sword cultivator, how could you not know that a sword soul resides in this sword?"

"And what kind of person is that sword soul to you?"

"Is he a teacher? A friend? Or... a beloved?"

The Mermaid Maiden was usually soft-natured and spoke softly.

But when it came to matters involving Su Chen, she would not concede in the slightest.

"You are spouting nonsense!"

Ye Jingjun was like a cat whose tail had been stepped on; her eyes instantly turned red, and she was both anxious and angry.

Unfortunately, her strength was inferior; she couldn't win in a fight and couldn't snatch it back.

Her maidenly secrets were exposed so nakedly, leaving her ashamed and indignant, speaking without thinking.

"Master Su only teaches me sword techniques! I... I..."

"Teaches you sword techniques?"

Cang Mingyue sneered.

"Is that all?"

"Then why are you so nervous?"

"Why, when he is mentioned, can you not even hold the sword steadily?"

"Miss Ye, I have some shallow understanding of human sword cultivators; you must be practicing the Heartless Sword."

"Could it be that your 'Heartless Sword' has been practiced to the point where you have developed feelings without realizing it?"

"I did not!"

Ye Jingjun was almost about to cry.

But she knew that no matter what, she could not truly show weakness in front of her "love rival."

All the grievances, anxiety, and that stirring that she dared not even delve into, erupted at this moment.

"Return it to me, I beg you!"

"I cannot be without it!"

She even forgot to use the title "Master Su," subconsciously equating the sword with that person.

Looking at her like this, the coldness in Cang Mingyue's eyes lessened slightly, turning into an unspeakable pity and the bitterness of shared suffering.

She sighed and handed the "sword" in her hand back.

"Fine, I'll return it to you."

Ye Jingjun snatched it over and held it tightly in her arms, as if it were a lost treasure regained.

However, the tactile sensation made her freeze.

This weight, this texture.

She measured Su Chen's dimensions day and night; how could she mistake it?

Wrong!

She looked down, and where was there any su chen sword in her arms? It was clearly just a piece of ordinary wood.

She had been deceived.

"You!"

Ye Jingjun looked up abruptly, but where was Cang Mingyue's figure before her eyes?

"Mermaid... illusion..."

"Damn it, I should have thought of that earlier!"

Ye Jingjun gritted her teeth.

It was not her fault for blaming herself.

The legend that mermaids could create mirages had long circulated in Great Ning.

She actually didn't think that the Ye Jingjun who had just debated with her was actually an illusion.

And the real her had already run away with Su Chen.

"Damn it..."

In an instant, the maiden's beautiful eyes turned blood red.

"The sword... my sword... my Master Su."

She did not hesitate for a second, her figure flashed, and she left the alley.

That Cang Mingyue was not an adult Mermaid; she certainly wouldn't be able to carry Su Chen for too long.

It was highly probable that she was at some seaside near the Donglai Prefecture city.

She would search bit by bit; she really didn't believe she couldn't find her.

...

And at this moment, the real Cang Mingyue had already brought the su chen sword to the secret beach that belonged only to the two of them.

The moonlight was like water, sprinkling on the quiet sea surface.

Cang Mingyue sat alone on the reef, holding the su chen sword across her knees, her fingertips brushing over those familiar cracks again and again.

As if she could touch the soul she longed for day and night through the cold blade of Su Chen.