Chapter 423 - 422: Sister-in-Law and Little Sister-in-Law
Chapter 422: Sister-in-Law and Little Sister-in-Law
Frosty Snow Peak.
While Sword Sect was in an uproar over Ling Shuangxue’s return, Frosty Snow Peak—the place that should have been the center of the storm—remained unexpectedly calm.
Perhaps most of the Sword Sect’s members were still struggling to digest the news that their sect now had another Grandmaster.
Or perhaps it was simply because Frosty Snow Peak’s relationship with the other peaks had always been too distant and ordinary.
Either way, it seemed many of the Sect’s peak masters had yet to fully react to this sudden development.
That suited Ling Shuangxue just fine.
Revealing her current cultivation was a last resort.
Without doing so, she wouldn’t have gained the higher level of clearance needed to access certain secret scrolls and high-tier sword techniques.
At this moment, she sat within her personal loft, a jade slip held lightly in her fingers.
On the surface, she appeared to be leisurely reading through its contents.
In truth, with the Sword Emperor’s level of mental calculation supporting her, she was pushing each sword technique within the jade slip to its utmost limit one by one, internalizing and fusing them into her own understanding.
Yet she was not alone in the room.
"Junior Sister Ling truly won’t stay in the Sword Sect for a few more days?"
"With your current cultivation, once the sect finishes its deliberations, you might very well become the Sect’s seventh Sword-Wielder..."
"I have matters to attend to. I won’t stay."
A faint, almost imperceptible smile tugged at Ling Shuangxue’s otherwise calm face, but her reply was as concise as ever.
Seated across from her were a man and a woman, leaning slightly toward each other—Zhou Lingyu, Master of Spirit Rain Peak, and Lin Meixiang, Master of Fragrant Fox Peak.
These two peak masters were among the rare few in the Sect who maintained a friendly relationship with the Frosty Snow Peak.
"Is this because of the Human Immortal List’s sudden advance?" Zhou Lingyu asked, his temples already dusted with white.
"Well, it’s understandable. With an urgent message arriving from the capital, Junior Sister Ling rushing to see her disciple makes sense."
Though his words carried a hint of teasing, he didn’t press the matter further, only sighing with emotion.
He himself had recently reached the mid-stage Nascent Soul realm and resolved the flaws of his Pure Yang Physique.
And all of it—truth be told—was thanks to the disciple of the junior sister sitting before him.
When he’d first sought her help, it had been with the mindset of trying a desperate cure, never expecting to truly sense a breakthrough and shatter his bottleneck.
Ling Shuangxue already knew the general circumstances of these two same-generation peers with whom she shared some camaraderie, but she said nothing in response.
As for their speculation, she simply let it pass with a faint smile.
The truth was, her trip to the capital wasn’t merely to visit her long-absent disciple.
But she didn’t explain, and the two—well accustomed to her quiet temperament—didn’t press her further.
’Still, something about her felt... different.’
Lin Meixiang, studying that ever-cold and elegant face, found herself frowning in puzzlement.
Why was it that, just now, she thought she glimpsed a faint trace of allure in those icy features?
As though this aloof Sword Sect Peak Master had... experienced something of the human world?
Nonsense.
She must still be half-asleep.
There was no way this woman—who seemed the very embodiment of wintry detachment—could ever be linked to a word like "alluring."
Burying the absurd thought deep in her heart, Lin Meixiang shook her head and finally spoke when the time felt right.
"It’s getting late. Senior Brother Zhou and I shouldn’t impose any longer..."
"Mm. Take care."
Only after watching the pair leave Frosty Snow Peak, still subtly leaning toward one another, did Ling Shuangxue’s expression finally relax.
She truly wasn’t good at conversing with outsiders.
Otherwise, she might have liked to talk a little more with this pair of long-time lovers who still hadn’t publicly revealed their relationship.
In certain respects, she had progressed faster than they had.
But in other subtle areas, she had indeed thought about consulting these rare "experienced" people for advice.
’For example... forms of address. If I were to use the way Junior Sister Meixiang once referred to him... If I were to call him that myself... "Luo Lang"?’
The Frosty Snow Peak Master’s expression shifted slightly, a faint unease flickering across her cold features.
It still felt... a little awkward.
Though, come to think of it, that certain someone never seemed to care much when calling her.
Sometimes he addressed her as "Fairy," just like when they first met, and other times he simply called her by her name.
During their dual cultivation, he would call her whatever came to mind—even things like "my wife"...
"He’s never even asked me to call him anything in particular..."
Ling Shuangxue murmured to herself, but then paused, feeling something was off.
Thinking back carefully, she remembered that during their last session, it seemed he had hinted at wanting her to call him something...
Husband?
No, there was another word in front of that... Ba? ’Domineering Husband?’
Shaking her head, Ling Shuangxue tossed the thought aside.
That man always got a little carried away during dual cultivation.
Once it was over, he went back to normal.
As she was musing, the jade slip in her hand went completely dark and then shattered into fragments—the natural end of a one-time transmission jade slip.
Setting the broken slip aside, Ling Shuangxue exhaled softly and rose to her feet, casting a glance at the sky outside the Frosty Snow Hall.
The time had come.
If she were willing to remain in the Sword Sect for a few more days, she would surely reap considerable benefits once the internal evaluations and discussions concluded.
But she felt no attachment.
She planned to depart tonight.
If she waited until tomorrow—when the other peak masters and senior brothers finally processed the news—Frosty Snow Peak would no longer be so quiet, and leaving would become far more troublesome.
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Royal City.
Tonight would not be a peaceful one.
A large portion of those competing in the Human Immortal List were restless.
Although they had each chosen to continue participating, and the Immortal Nation had promised to relay this sudden advancement to every sect as quickly as possible, people could not help but feel uneasy in the face of unknown dangers.
They possessed courage—just not enough of it.
In the end, they could only cling to a fragile hope that nothing would happen before the competition concluded.
But amidst this anxious crowd, there were, of course, exceptions.
For example: a certain young girl quietly pushing open a door at this very moment.
The Sword Fairy had completely concealed her presence.
Her delicate face carried a thoughtful expression.
"He really isn’t here... At this hour, where could he have gone?"
Muttering under her breath, Lu Yuliu finally pushed the door fully open.
The room was empty.
Naturally, this was not her own room—it was the room of a certain Demon Sect Holy Saint.
She had tested it carefully from outside for quite a while before confirming that he had indeed gone out.
A faint disappointment welled in her chest, mingled with a subtle sense of relief.
She herself wasn’t completely ready yet.
’But this is fine. I’ll just hide in his room and wait for him to return... That way I can have a little more time to prepare...’
Determination glimmered across the young girl’s face.
If she could help it, she wouldn’t be rushing into this so quickly.
She had only just made a ceasefire pact with Xiaoyao earlier that very morning.
But time was running out.
With the Human Immortal List moved up to tomorrow, the plan she had carefully laid for herself now demanded every second.
Little Yuli bit her lip.
With her master capable of arriving on the battlefield at any moment, she had no choice but to act.
As for Bai Xiaoyao?
Breaking their agreement was her own failing—but that was fine.
In the future, she would be sure to properly make it up to her sister-in-law!
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Note:
Luo Lang: The Chinese term 郎 (lang) is not a modern term of address for a spouse; it was used in ancient China to address a husband as "my dear husband" or a young man, but it is now an archaic term.
So, it’s like the western version of dearie, hubby, or My husband.
In this case, Luo Lang is like My Luo.
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Note: Link to the character Illustration:
https://drive.google.com/drive/folders/1lkIcPnCxeyuyZA4Kkb621dPC05UvWjhD
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