74. Don’t Even Think About It, It’s You
In the inner hall of the small tavern, only Gong Yiling and Qin Huaiqiu remained.
“This is what you called… a fatal welcome gift?”
Qin Huaiqiu looked at the longsword before him and chuckled, relieved. “I was wondering what you were up to, you little brat. You scared me.”
“Dad,”
Miss Gong crossed her arms and gestured with her chin towards the “ordinary” longsword. “If you think this sword is nothing special, then why don’t you try it?”
“Try it, then.”
Provoked by his daughter, Qin Huaiqiu immediately rolled up his sleeves, eager to try.
However, he wasn’t overly arrogant. A good sword with a divine Sword Heart needed to be tamed with sword intent, and this sword Gong Yiling had taken out, he, a master swordsman, could tell at a glance what made it different from ordinary artifacts.
“A reserved and restrained aura, yet its power is earth-shattering, not a single trace of it leaked out.” Before he even touched it, Qin Huaiqiu had already basically figured it out. “Girl, where did you get this peerless sword?”
“I bought it, of course. You think I got it for free?”
“Did Zhi’er buy it for you?” Qin Huaiqiu naturally didn’t think about where the money came from. He just chuckled and picked up the longsword.
The moment he touched it, a powerful force, like a storm of wind and thunder, erupted from him.
Although Miss Gong had anticipated something might happen, she never expected the force to be so terrifying.
She was sent flying through a wall, her entire body almost falling apart.
Ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch, ouch!
Although the injury wasn’t severe, it hurt. It felt like she had done thousands of squats and frog jumps, unable to even stand up.
Hearing the commotion, the people outside thought something had happened and rushed over to check. They were greeted by a collapsed wall and a dusty Gong Yiling.
“This is…?”
“It’s fine, it’s fine…” Miss Gong struggled to her feet, clutching her waist. “Everyone, go back to what you were doing. My dad is just snoring.”
“Snoring?”
Snoring could cause this much damage?
The few people who came in looked at each other, their faces filled with confusion.
But the place was covered in dust, so they couldn’t see what had happened.
Was it really just snoring?
“It’s just that. Nothing else.”
“Are you sure?”
They left, skeptical. After they were gone, the dust finally settled.
Qin Huaiqiu stood there, holding the Wind and Cloud Sword, effortlessly performing a series of unique sword techniques from the Returning Heaven Sect.
Although his power was terrifying, it was controlled, the ripples from his sword dissipating within half an inch.
After a series of techniques, he opened his eyes and roared with laughter.
“Hahahaha! What a sword!”
He twirled the sword, then turned and said, “Ling’er, this sword is at least a mid-grade Immortal Artifact. Where did you buy this—Ling’er?”
He stopped mid-sentence because he saw a dusty Gong Yiling, rubbing her forehead with a helpless expression.
“Ahem…” Miss Gong coughed up a mouthful of dust and sighed softly. “I told you I bought it. A while ago, at the Youcang Court.”
“Just now…?”
Qin Huaiqiu hadn’t noticed what had happened. It was as if he had entered a state of enlightenment, completely oblivious to the outside world.
“Nothing.” Miss Gong casually wiped her face, then pointed at the sword in his hand. “But Dad, do you know what this sword is?”
“What sword?” Qin Huaiqiu examined the blade and soon found a few characters engraved on it.
“Eight Desolations Wind and Cloud Sword—wait, Eight Desolations!?”
Although he had never heard of this sword’s name, seeing the words “Eight Desolations,” he naturally understood.
“Could this be!?”
“Yes, it’s the personal sword of the Eight Desolations Sword Master, the Kyushu – Eight Desolations Wind and Cloud Sword. Your daughter spent a fortune to buy it. If it suits you, then use it.”
“The Eight Desolations Sword Master’s personal sword?” Qin Huaiqiu asked in disbelief. “Girl, you actually bought this sword? If the real Eight Desolations Sword Master comes asking for it, will you give it to him or not? And for how much?”
“Why not?” Gong Yiling smiled and shrugged. “Not only will I give it, but as long as I’m alive, I’ll do my best to help him.”
Qin Huaiqiu was shocked.
This, this sounded like she had fallen into a honey trap. Could it be that his dear daughter had been snatched away?
“Um, Ling’er, if you have someone you like, you can tell me. Although I don’t know much, I’m a good judge of character.”
Gong Yiling knew he had misunderstood, and misunderstood badly.
Liking men? Never in this lifetime! She would never like men.
Wasn’t a girl-girl relationship much better? Why did she have to find a man to fulfill life’s great purpose?
Besides not being able to have children, yuri was perfect in every way.
“I don’t have time to talk about this with you.” Gong Yiling quickly waved her hand. “The Eight Desolations Sword Master I’m talking about is not someone else, but you.”
Qin Huaiqiu couldn’t believe his ears.
But his daughter’s words were very clear.
And very smooth.
The entire conversation was telling him one thing.
—Don’t even think about it, you are the Eight Desolations Sword Master.
“Impossible.” Qin Huaiqiu denied it. “Why would I be connected to this Eight Desolations Sword Master? Ling’er, you’re not joking, are you?”
“The object in your hand is a sentient sword with a spiritual seal.” Miss Gong explained, “Therefore, if others try to forcefully possess it, the consequences will be dire.”
Gong Yiling even pointed at herself. “Look at me. Did I touch this thing just now? Right, I can’t touch it.”
Qin Huaiqiu had never encountered such a situation.
But seeing his daughter’s confident expression, he was also bewildered.
What was going on? Why had he suddenly become the Eight Desolations Sword Master?
This title wasn’t a good thing. Anyone with a bit of knowledge knew that every Eight Desolations Sword Master died a horrible death.
So, would he drag his family down with him again?
Just then, a hurried footsteps and a shouting voice came from outside.
“Senior Brother Qin, someone is looking for you! He says his name is Yue Huasheng and that you’ll definitely see him. What should we do?”
