Was it you that night?
Chapter 147 - 145: Obviously Moved by Affection

Chapter 147: Chapter 145: Obviously Moved by Affection

Shen Qinghe responded vaguely and unconsciously looked for An Lu.

She didn’t find An Lu and learned upon asking that An Lu hadn’t come to the Sword Practice Field that day.

In the midst of the bustle, Dongfang Wuya, in his dazzling red vestment robe, made an appearance.

That day the sky was a clear azure, yet he, in his bright and showy attire with robe hem fluttering, seemed like a celestial being descended from heaven, both holy and wickedly enchanting.

His appearance set the entire place abuzz.

As it turned out, everyone had been happy too soon.

Dongfang Wuya had no intention of personally teaching Daoist Magic, only having Xiao Bai teach swordsmanship to everyone. There was only one exception with special treatment, and of course, that was Shen Qinghe.

When Shen Qinghe practiced swordsmanship, Dongfang Wuya stood by her side to give personal guidance, attracting everyone’s attention.

At first, Shen Qinghe felt a bit uncomfortable, but the opportunity was rare, and with Dongfang Wuya’s personal guidance, even the sword moves she had recently created became stronger in their offensive power.

Everyone envied and was jealous that Shen Qinghe could receive personal guidance from Dongfang Wuya, but no one dared to criticize Dongfang Wuya’s actions.

Sect Master Zuo just had Dongfang Wuya come to give the lessons, but he didn’t specify whom Dongfang Wuya should teach.

Being a disciple of the Sky Pole Sect and highly talented, it seemed only reasonable for Shen Qinghe to receive guidance from Dongfang Wuya.

On any other day, Shu Xiu would have certainly teased Shen Qinghe about it, but with Shen Zhiyao’s condition unknown, she wasn’t in the mood for such jests.

By evening, when the others had gradually left, only Shen Qinghe was kept back by Dongfang Wuya; the reason was that she had not mastered one of the sword techniques.

Shen Qinghe repeated the same sword technique for about half an hour, and seeing that Dongfang Wuya was still watching her coldly without telling her to stop, she saw no choice but to continue practicing it.

This very sword technique was the final move in Shen Zhuo’s swordsmanship, known as "Moving Mountains and Seas."

Dongfang Wuya had seen Shen Zhuo use this move, and coupled with Shen Zhuo’s Divinity Transformation Stage cultivation base, its power had earned his respect.

Although Shen Qinghe had been learning swordsmanship for many years, it was initially just for strengthening her body, and she had only started serious cultivation in the past two years. In the past two years, nobody had taught her; she practiced slowly on her own, using the sword moves she had learned before, thus she didn’t know that the execution of her move was imprecise.

The saying "a miss is as good as a mile" applied precisely to the state of Shen Qinghe’s sword technique.

"I will demonstrate it once, you watch carefully," Dongfang Wuya said, casually drawing a Spirit Sword and executing a move with it.

This move was none other than Moving Mountains and Seas. As he swung his sword, the ground trembled and the mountains shook, and where the Sword Qi passed, the ground cracked and split.

After sheathing his sword, he waved his robe sleeve, and the ground returned to normal.

Shen Qinghe was so shocked that she was speechless and swallowed hard, "Uncle-Master, could you demonstrate it one more time? I didn’t catch it just now."

Dongfang Wuya normally lacked patience, but faced with Shen Qinghe’s eager expression, he simply couldn’t bring himself to say anything harsh.

He took hold of Shen Qinghe’s wrist and taught her hand by hand how to channel her energy for this sword technique and how to utilize it.

"This move is called Moving Mountains and Seas. If your cultivation base reaches its peak, it can have the power to uproot trees and engulf rivers and mountains. And yet, you, as Shen Zhuo’s beloved daughter, haven’t even learned his famous sword move properly. If you don’t master this move today, there’s no need for you to go back."

Although Dongfang Wuya’s words were harsh, Shu Xiu, who was watching from a distance, could faintly detect an indulgent tone.

She swallowed and turned around, only to discover that quite a few people had followed her and were sneaking glances.

"What are you looking at? Be off with you!" Shu Xiu hurriedly shooed them away.

"You go ahead, we still want to watch." The other disciples were reluctant to leave.

Firstly, because the chance to be personally taught by Dongfang Wuya was too rare, and secondly, everyone wanted to know if there was any romantic tension between Dongfang Wuya and Shen Qinghe.

It turned out, their decision to stay was right, for they could witness Mr. Wuya draw his sword with their own eyes.

It was clearly just a casual stroke, yet it carried an unstoppable momentum that left them dumbfounded.

But to say that there was an unusual relationship between Mr. Wuya and Shen Qinghe would be an exaggeration.

Seeing that the others did not leave, Shu Xiu decided to stay and continue to watch sneakily.

As the night deepened, Dongfang Wuya still wasn’t satisfied and Shen Qinghe continued to practice without complaining of fatigue or exhaustion.

One taught with dedication, the other learned with focus.

After a while, everyone found it boring and left the Sword Practice Field one after another.

At that moment, even Shu Xiu hadn’t expected that Shen Qinghe would spend five whole days on this one move, without leaving the Sword Practice Field or closing her eyes, repeatedly practicing the same sword technique.

Even Zuo An couldn’t help but come to the Sword Practice Field to see for himself.

He was certain about one thing: Wuya was clearly smitten with Shen Qinghe, it’s just that the man was unwilling to admit it. Yet, seeing the cold indifference of Wuya when he taught Shen Qinghe swordsmanship, he began to wonder if he had overthought it.

Another five days passed, and that evening, Dongfang Wuya finally uttered, "It’s passable."

Any cultivator would feel tired and bored if they spent ten days, 24 hours a day practicing the same move, and Shen Qinghe was no exception.

But she knew it was because she hadn’t practiced well enough that Mr. Wuya was dissatisfied. She felt that not having innate talent was fine, but it was certainly right to be diligent.

"Tired?" Dongfang Wuya beckoned to Shen Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe obediently walked over, "Tiredness is secondary; I’m just afraid of not practicing well enough."

Dongfang Wuya showed a rarely seen gentle expression, his eyes filled with admiration, "You’ve done very well, and you’re not lacking in perseverance. As long as you persist, your future achievements will draw everyone’s attention."

This dry and tasteless training was not something many could endure, but she bore it without complaint, persevering for a full ten days, proving she was a girl of great resilience.

Shen Qinghe nodded vigorously, her smile bending her beautiful eyes, "I will definitely not let Uncle Master down!"

"Open your mouth."

Shen Qinghe instinctively opened her mouth, and Dongfang Wuya, seeing her so obedient, curved his lips slightly. He tossed an elixir into her mouth before saying, "You can go back now."

Shen Qinghe swallowed the elixir, feeling that the taste was somewhat different from the elixirs she had taken before.

She really wanted to go see Shen Zhiyao and Shen Zhuo, but she didn’t want to trouble Dongfang Wuya too often.

Fortunately, a month passed quickly, and she spent ten days on this move. In just over ten days, her elder sister would awaken.

"Thank you, Uncle Master," Shen Qinghe thanked Dongfang Wuya respectfully, feeling that although he wasn’t her master, he surpassed a master to her.

In the future, she would definitely treat Mr. Wuya well!

Not until Shen Qinghe walked far away did Xiao Bai appear, reminding in a low voice, "There are only three Immortal Pills left, Master, you should use them sparingly."

Shen Zhiyao had taken one when she was severely injured, and Fairy Qinghe had taken two by herself. These things could not only save lives but also be critical at crucial moments. The fact that the master gave another one to Fairy Qinghe, when she was out of danger, made him feel like his heart was bleeding.

"Didn’t you see how exhausted she was after practicing for a full ten days?" Dongfang Wuya glanced at Xiao Bai indifferently.