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Chapter 19: Chapter 11: Unity of Man and Sword!

"What do you mean?"

Zhou Lin’s explanation did nothing to put Liu Hui and Zhou Lie at ease. Instead, it only deepened their wariness.

Jiang Quan had died in battle when Jiang Xuan was four or five years old. Before that, the two families had maintained a close relationship. Jiang Xuan and Zhou Lin had grown up together as childhood sweethearts.

Even in the two or three years following Jiang Quan’s death, the bond between the families hadn’t completely severed.

It was only in recent years that their relationship had gradually cooled. Jiang Xuan consistently refused the Su Family’s offers of recruitment, while Zhou Lie’s Cultivation and status climbed steadily. As the gap between the two families widened, they naturally drifted apart.

Because of this, what the couple feared most was that Zhou Lin might still harbor romantic feelings for Jiang Xuan.

And no one was more anxious about this than Liu Hui.

Although she had watched Jiang Xuan grow up and hoped he would find a good path in life, she had never once entertained the thought of joining their families in marriage.

Having started out as a maid, she knew better than anyone. Even with a Profound Level Spirit Root, Zhou Lin’s best option was to follow in her mother’s footsteps: to serve as Miss Linyin’s personal maid and eventually marry a talented elite from the Lower Classes recruited by the Su Family.

In that scenario, her husband would have a strong chance of establishing a Dao Foundation, ensuring Zhou Lin a secure and respectable life.

As for Jiang Xuan, it wasn’t that Liu Hui looked down on him. However, Cultivation with a Profound Level Spirit Root was already arduous enough. Combined with the stubborn impurities in his body that prevented him from opening more acupoints, his chances of successfully establishing a Dao Foundation were pitifully low.

As a mother, she naturally refused to watch her daughter ruin her life and suffer for the rest of her days.

Fortunately, to their relief, Zhou Lin was sharp and clear-headed.

She didn’t possess much romantic affection for Jiang Xuan. The reason for her earlier daze was something else entirely.

"Today at the Daoist School, Jiang Xuan’s Cultivation method was very strange," Zhou Lin explained. "Before every session, he solemnly went through the Purification of the body, hands, and mouth. He even repeated the entire ritual when taking a break. Every move he made was more particular than those Noble Young Masters."

Hearing this, Zhou Lie let out an instinctive scoff and commented, "The bearing and etiquette of a Noble Family’s Descendant can never be imitated with just a few motions. Behind it lies the confidence built by countless Spirit Stones. Jiang Xuan doing this is nothing but a poor imitation."

Zhou Lin nodded at his assessment, but then quickly shook her head. "That was what I thought at first, too. But later, I saw with my own eyes that Dong Hao, the young master of the Dong Family, took the initiative to approach Jiang Xuan. He clearly wanted to befriend him.

"He even gave Jiang Xuan a Cultivation Technique for free."

"What?!"

Liu Hui and Zhou Lie froze in unison, their faces filled with sheer disbelief.

They couldn’t fathom why someone of Direct Lineage would place such importance on Jiang Xuan.

"Could it be a prank?" Zhou Lie guessed. He knew that not every Noble Family’s Descendant was shrewd. Some were unruly troublemakers who took pleasure in toying with sons of the Lower Classes.

But Zhou Lin dismissed the theory the moment it left his mouth.

"It didn’t look like it. Dong Hao is absolutely no playboy. Miss Linyin has always considered him a rival among her peers..."

In the end, Zhou Lie’s family couldn’t come up with a logical reason for why Dong Hao had taken an interest in Jiang Xuan.

However, this didn’t stop them from finalizing their original plan. If Jiang Xuan remained stubborn and refused the Su Family’s recruitment, they would distance themselves from the Jiang Family as much as possible.

Zhou Lie elaborated on his reasoning. "Whether Jiang Xuan actually has true capabilities is still uncertain. But as long as Xiaolin stays close to Miss Linyin, she will definitely secure a good marriage in the future. There is simply no need for us to gamble on a pipe dream.

"Besides, to maintain our current position, our family must ultimately rely on the Su Family. Jiang Xuan is willful and ignorant, and we cannot afford to be dragged down by his folly."

No one in the house objected to Zhou Lie’s decision, all agreeing that it was the best course of action for their family.

Still, years of affection couldn’t be entirely ignored, and wanting to leave a modicum of goodwill, Liu Hui spoke up. "I’ll visit the Jiang Family again tomorrow to talk to Yuerong, and I’ll bring them some pastries."

"Alright." Zhou Lie nodded. He then took out a bottle of Elixir Pills and handed it to Liu Hui. "Jiang Quan and I were martial brothers, after all. Consider this a small token of my regard. Take it with you."

Naturally, Jiang Xuan had no way of knowing about the discussion taking place in Zhou Lie’s home.

After a sound night’s sleep, Jiang Xuan woke up the next morning feeling entirely refreshed, his bones and muscles completely relaxed.

He didn’t linger in the comfort of his bed. Rising immediately, he swept the courtyard clean before burning incense, refilling the lamp oil, and wiping down the altar.

By the time the entire routine was finished, the experience points for his Daoist Acolyte profession had directly increased by 9.

Even after completing these chores, Jiang Xuan was still in no rush to begin his Cultivation. Instead, he took down a Bamboo Sword from his room.

Although made of wood, the Bamboo Sword bore none of the rough dullness typical of the material. Its entire blade was an emerald green, its texture as lustrous and smooth as jade, making it incredibly captivating.

The sword was named Cyan Glaze. It had accompanied Jiang Xuan for nearly twelve years, yet such a long span of time had left not a single trace of decay on it. This alone was enough to prove its extraordinary nature.

And extraordinary it was. It was a toy meticulously crafted by Jiang Quan when Jiang Xuan was just a young boy.

Because it was forged from Clear Sound Bamboo, a Level Three Spiritual Material, the blade not only remained perpetually green and fresh, but in its early years, it also possessed the effect of calming the mind and soothing the spirit.

However, as the years went by, that mystical property had long since eroded away with the passage of time.

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