Chapter 139: What You Should Be Is What You Desire To Be
Cheng Zhaoyang moved her mind and accepted the sword technique, smiling: “Thank you.”
They met by chance, but Ming Zhaoshuang treated her so sincerely. She didn’t say much, but deeply remembered this moment in her heart.
When gentlemen interact, words are unnecessary; it is as natural as a flowing stream.
If they meet again in the future, Cheng Zhaoyang will definitely not forget Ming Zhaoshuang.
After Ming Zhaoshuang finished giving the sword technique, she seemed to remember something. She looked again at Fei Changxiu and Ming Chenxing. Their dark pupils also showed a hint of longing, staring intently at the sword technique without moving.
As a sword cultivator, nothing could attract their attention more than a powerful sword technique.
Ming Zhaoshuang glanced at Fei Changxiu: “Senior Brother Xiu’er, you’re drooling.”
Fei Changxiu subconsciously touched his lips and asked in confusion, “No, where’s my drool!”
He stopped midway and suddenly realized that Ming Zhaoshuang was teasing him. He said angrily, “Junior Sister, this is too much…”
Ming Zhaoshuang took out another sword technique and held it out in front of Fei Changxiu.
Fei Changxiu took the sword technique and said smoothly:
“You’re too generous! Such a good sword technique, such amazing moves, and you just give them to someone like me for free. You’re truly kind, beautiful, cheerful, generous, gentle, pretty, cute, and magnanimous…”
He smiled so widely that his mouth wouldn’t close, and one word after another popped out of his mouth without repetition.
Ming Zhaoshuang handed the remaining two sword techniques to Ming Chenxing: “Yours and Senior Brother Qin’s. Remember to give it to him. This will be the basic sword technique of our Ming Ye Sect from now on.”
She was serious about establishing a sect!
Ming Chenxing carefully took the sword techniques Ming Zhaoshuang handed him and responded with an “okay.”
His personality was too reserved, but Ming Zhaoshuang had never ignored his feelings.
Ming Chenxing only knew that he had to protect Ming Zhaoshuang. As long as Ming Zhaoshuang was not possessed, it didn’t matter to him whether it was the Ming Zhaoshuang of the past or the current Ming Zhaoshuang.
Compared to the cold and almost emotionless Eldest Young Lady of the past, Ming Chenxing preferred the current Eldest Young Lady who expressed her emotions vividly through laughter and anger.
After Ming Zhaoshuang gave out the sword techniques, she saw Fei Changxiu happily twirling around, still hugging the sword technique, and was speechless for a moment.
She reminded him: “Senior Brother Xiu’er, you’re still looking. It’s your turn. Don’t disgrace our Ming Ye Sect!”
Fei Changxiu said, “How could I! Watch your Senior Brother Xiu’er’s peerless movement technique and super powerful sword moves as I kill all these small fries!”
Fei Changxiu and Ming Chenxing also advanced without a doubt. After another round of matches, all three of them entered the Top Eight, greatly bringing honor to the Ming Ye Sect.
However, among the Top Eight, all were Nascent Soul stage cultivators, and there were no more Civil Officials, only Military Generals.
That is to say, no matter who Ming Zhaoshuang faced, she would have to cross a Major Realm, which made winning almost impossible.
Night fell, and the moonlight was brilliant.
Ming Zhaoshuang entered the dream as usual, searching for Ming Zhaoxue’s figure.
But after calling out several times, Ming Zhaoxue did not appear.
Just as Ming Zhaoshuang wasn’t angry, but was thinking if Ming Zhaoxue had something going on and if she should just cultivate her Soul Power in this dream, she suddenly heard a soft chirp.
“Mengji—”
She looked in the direction of the sound and saw Bai Bai walking in front of her with composed steps.
Bai Bai turned his head and said, “He’s having some physical problems right now, so his Divine Soul can’t be separated temporarily. He asked me to come into the dream to tell you.”
“He” likely referred to Ming Zhaoxue.
Ming Zhaoshuang remembered Bai Bai’s abilities and understood. The fact that she and Ming Zhaoxue could meet in dreams these past few days was probably thanks to Bai Bai, so it was normal for him to know Ming Zhaoxue’s whereabouts.
However, upon hearing this, her brows furrowed slightly, and she couldn’t help but ask, “What’s wrong with his body?”
“You’ll know when you see him.”
Bai Bai leaped up and walked directly into a passage: “For now, you just need to follow me closely.”
Ming Zhaoshuang didn’t know what he wanted her to do, but by intuition, she followed him into the passage.
Where is this?
The surroundings were dim, and Ming Zhaoshuang’s eyelashes fluttered slightly.
Before she could adjust, she heard the cry of an infant, followed by a faint female voice.
“Does Older Brother think it’s a pity that this is a girl?”
Empress Dowager Cheng sat on the high platform, looking at the infant beside her with a hint of anticipation: “I don’t think it’s a pity; on the contrary, I think it’s fortunate.”
She stood up, her long skirt rustling against the ground.
“I am very fond of this child, so I have named her Zhaoyang, hoping she will be as radiant as the morning sun and as brilliant as molten gold.”
This… was Cheng Zhaoyang’s dream?
Before Ming Zhaoshuang could fully comprehend, the scene shifted, and a six-year-old Cheng Zhaoyang came before the Spirit Root Testing Stone.
Empress Dowager Cheng stood behind her, and beside her stood more than a dozen young boys from the Cheng Family; there wasn’t a single girl among them.
As someone with an Innate Sword Bone, she only needed to make a slight move, and she had already reached the limit for this stage.
The Spirit Root Testing Stones in the Lower Cultivation World could at most test up to Peak Grade Spirit Root. For someone like Cheng Zhaoyang with an Innate Gold Spirit Root, it directly caused the entire Spirit Root Testing Stone to explode.
Instantly, there was a chorus of speculation.
“I said long ago that girls aren’t worthy of Spirit Roots. They insist on trying and even wasted a Spirit Root Testing Stone.”
“She doesn’t even know how to use the Spirit Root Testing Stone. What a waste. I don’t know what the Empress Dowager sees in her.”
“Couldn’t she just stay in her chamber and embroider? Why does she have to join the excitement?”
Amidst all the clamor, Cheng Zhaoyang clenched her fists but didn’t know how to refute.
Only Empress Dowager Cheng smiled faintly. She nodded with satisfaction at Cheng Zhaoyang and said, “You are even more capable than I was back then.”
“What was my aunt like back then?”
Cheng Zhaoyang looked up at Empress Dowager Cheng, her young face showing confusion: “Wasn’t my aunt a mortal?”
Empress Dowager Cheng glared at her, feigning anger: “Have you ever seen a mortal live as long as your aunt? If I were a mortal, I would have had white hair like your other aunts and be ugly.”
Cheng Zhaoyang understood: “So aunt is an old monster.”
……
This time, Empress Dowager Cheng was truly angry. She pinched Cheng Zhaoyang’s face and pulled it hard: “Your aunt is an Immortal Fairy! A cultivator Immortal Fairy! Not an old monster!”
Cheng Zhaoyang’s face instantly turned red and swollen, hurting intensely.
Cheng Zhaoyang asked, “Then why did the Spirit Root Testing Stone explode? Does it not recognize me? And those uncles and brothers…”
Empress Dowager Cheng scoffed, “Who needs the approval of a broken stone? As for your uncles and brothers, they’re all garbage. They also say that women can’t beat men and should all listen to men. But look at the entire Great Sui Dynasty now, who do you think everyone listens to?”
Six-year-old Cheng Zhaoyang smiled innocently: “Everyone listens to aunt.”
Empress Dowager Cheng nodded with satisfaction and said to Cheng Zhaoyang earnestly:
“Zhaoyang, you must remember that who you are is what you yourself want to be, not what those useless people say.”
Cheng Zhaoyang nodded.
Empress Dowager Cheng loudly asked her, “Then who do you want to be now?”
Cheng Zhaoyang also responded loudly, “I don’t want to be locked in a chamber embroidering like other women. I want to cultivate, and I want to tell everyone that I am more capable than any man! That I am more suited for cultivation than them!”
The figures of the two, one big and one small, gradually faded into the distance.
