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Chapter 639 - 260: Be Good, I'll Take You Flying! (Please Subscribe)

Little Jade Sword...

Chen Yi couldn't help but smile; even the dark shroud and the snow-laden night sky couldn't conceal his gentle smile.

He hadn't expected that after so long without showing himself, the Little Jade Sword would still be so familiar with his aura.

It could sense his presence even from hundreds of miles away.

Luckily, the Little Jade Sword couldn't speak; otherwise, Chen Taiping and Xia Wanwan would detect his trace.

After all, he didn't want to appear before his parents at this moment, to avoid affecting his journey to the Demon Court.

Were Xia Wanwan to know his purpose for this trip, she would definitely not agree.

Even the open-minded and righteous Chen Taiping would stand beside Xia Wanwan to persuade him not to head north.

"Yi Er..."

In the snow-covered room, Xia Wanwan held the Little Jade Sword, showing a few traces of longing on her gentle face.

"Husband, I, I want to return to Kyoto Prefecture."

Chen Taiping was taken aback, understanding her thoughts, he couldn't help but embrace her to comfort her:

"We've waited for so many years, a few more days won't hurt."

"It's been thirteen years and seven months!" Xia Wanwan leaned on his shoulder, her voice nasal:

"Whenever I think of Yi Er out there for so long, diligently cultivating, my heart aches terribly."

"Yes, he has now made quite a name for himself and has been conferred as Heroic Marquis by the Holy Emperor, but that was all won through battles."

"If possible, I, I wish he wouldn't tread into danger..."

Chen Taiping sighed; he naturally understood such reasoning and was deeply touched.

The Chen Family has passed down Martial Arts through generations, with each Marquis having fought their way through hardships on the battlefield.

It can be said that those who took over the Marquis title, apart from differing talents, all possessed great character and skills.

Now, his son Chen Yi has ascended to the Marquis rank, achieving the grand accomplishment of "three generations of Marquises" in their Chen Family.

To achieve such feats, someone must undergo various hardships and countless trials...

"I promise you, after the grand event at Kyoto Prefecture ends, I'll send someone to bring Yi Er over to accompany you!"

Xia Wanwan nodded tearfully, looking at the Little Jade Sword on her wrist and suddenly said:

"Why don't I just return to Kyoto Prefecture? Such a strenuous event, and having Yi Er go back and forth, I, I can't bear it..."

"Can't bear it?" Chen Taiping gently wiped the tears from her eyes, "Rest assured, our son is quite capable."

"He can even slay 'Black Impermanence,' to face the mere talents of the Wei Dynasty grand event is as easy as slicing through melons and vegetables, isn't it?"

"Pfft."

With tears in her eyes, Xia Wanwan laughed, unable to resist rolling her eyes: "You're making Yi Er sound like a cook."

"It's really easy for him, instead of worrying about him, why not worry about his father instead..."

Chen Taiping muttered nonchalantly.

Yesterday, while contacting Kyoto Prefecture, he received news of recent happenings there.

Now, not only did Emperor Wei value Chen Yi highly, he also caught the attention of the Great Master and others at Kyoto Academy.

This truly made him, as a father, exceedingly proud—he might not care about the Imperial Court, but he absolutely couldn't overlook the Great Master, protectors of the Wei Dynasty for centuries.

"Always being glib," Xia Wanwan wiped her tears, looking at the still-struggling Little Jade Sword, she softly said:

"Husband, what if Yi Er doesn't want to come?"

Having not seen him for so many years, she occasionally felt deeply anxious, worrying that Chen Yi might become estranged due to their failure as parents.

Chen Taiping's eyebrows shot up, pretending anger, he said: "Dare he! If he doesn't come, I'll tie him up and bring him!"

"No matter if he's 'Little Sword Immortal,' Heroic Marquis or even became a Pillar of the Wei Dynasty, I'm still his father!"

"Husband, I'm just speaking, Yi Er won't..."

Listening to this conversation between Chen Taiping and Xia Wanwan, Chen Yi couldn't help but twitch his lips into a grin.

A rough phrase, yet the reasoning is not flawed.

He would never do what Xia Wanwan feared.

Not to mention, with his current Near and Far Divine Power, he could go anywhere under the heavens; even without such a power, he would come to Beizhi to visit his parents after the grand event.

Hmm, and the Little Jade Sword, this little thing was clearly in a rush.

Were it not held by Xia Wanwan and Chen Taiping, it might just fly over directly.

The Little Jade Sword was indeed somewhat extraordinary.

It not only had a spiritual nature that even the Spring Rain Sword lacked but could also withstand his Sword Qi.

Among a host of destiny objects, it should also be considered a unique existence.

This made Chen Yi recall a few things he said to the Little Jade Sword as a child.

"You're the trump card, the trump card appears only when the Spring Rain Sword is defeated."

"Be good, stay with mother for a while, once I've finished my studies and come down the mountain, I'll definitely exchange for new materials for you, letting you soar to the skies."

There were quite a few similar remarks.

Thinking of this, Chen Yi couldn't help but chuckle inwardly, softly saying:

"Don't be anxious, soon, soon I'll take you flying."

Screech―

Unexpectedly, as soon as he finished speaking, a crisp sword hum came from the room below.

"Don't forget you promised, don't fool me again, following you for so many years, if not for hardship then for toil; if you abandon me now..."

"Are you even human?!"

"Remember, when you're done, you must come and fetch me!"

"My demands aren't high, you can skip the palanquin of eight bearers, just come with a colorful cloud, that's not too much to ask, right? Hmm, not at all!"

"If you fail to promise even this, I, I'll bite you to death!!"

"..."

In a daze, Chen Yi seemed to see a Jiangnan Prefecture's young gentlewoman standing before him, one hand on her hip, the other pointing at his chest, her little mouth chattering incessantly.