HLnovel Chapter 40 The Ruyi Golden Hoop Sword
Chapter 40 The Ruyi Golden Hoop Sword
After Zhou Minglang ranted and raved to Su Luo, Su Luo finally understood the whole story.
It turns out that some time ago, Chu Wenqing suddenly came to Zhou Minglang asking him to make a spirit sword for him. The sword was called the "Ruyi Golden Hoop Sword," which could change size and width at will.
Zhou Minglang was instantly stunned. In all his years of life, he had never heard of such a spirit sword.
So when he inquired about the crafting principles of the spirit sword, Chu Wenqing laughed and claimed ignorance. He then asked Chu Wenqing what he planned to do with the spirit sword, to which Chu Wenqing replied, "When the sword narrows, it can be used as a weapon; when it widens, it can be used as a flying prop to lie on."
Zhou Minglang's veins bulged as he listened, feeling the other party was being utterly unreasonable. Without blueprints or operating principles, how was he supposed to create something that didn't exist?!
But when Chu Wenqing heard him say he couldn't do it, he immediately pouted and said that this high-level weapon refiner was nothing special. This infuriated Zhou Minglang, who simply grabbed an axe and chased Chu Wenqing for half a street, only to be lucky enough to escape.
At this point, Zhou Minglang became furious, threw down his tools, grabbed an axe, and headed out to find Chu Wenqing. "It's all this guy's fault! He made me hate sword making from now on! I'm going to chop him up to vent my anger!"
If it weren't for Chu Wenqing, he wouldn't have driven Su Luo away when she came because he hated sword forging, which almost caused him to lose the opportunity to create a peerless spiritual weapon like the Crimson Flame Spear!
Su Luo quickly grabbed the other party and persuaded him to give up chasing Chu Wenqing, finally getting him to throw away the axe.
Su Luo silently wiped away her cold sweat.
Fearing that they would be affected by their angry master, Zhang Mo and his companion, who were not far away, mustered up their courage and stepped out. They then gave Su Luo a thumbs up.
……
Su Luo snapped out of her daze and looked at Chu Wenqing, who was still rattling off a string of complaints, and felt even more sorry for Zhou Minglang.
Well, although Boss Zhou has a bad temper and is arrogant, the fault really doesn't lie with him; it's Chu Wenqing who was being too unrealistic.
Anyone who has read *Journey to the West* today envies Sun Wukong for having his Ruyi Jingu Bang (Golden Cudgel). Chu Wenqing probably also wanted a sword similar to the Golden Cudgel, which is why he tormented Zhou Minglang so much. Sigh, let's mourn for Boss Zhou…
Meanwhile, Chu Wenqing, completely unaware that he had almost been chased again that morning, was still arguing, "That Boss Zhou is really something! He can't do a good job, and then he even lost his guard and chased me for a long time with an axe! Luckily, my flying escape technique is so good that I wasn't caught!"
Su Luo covered her face, unable to bear to look.
Is it really that impressive to escape quickly?
She quickly changed the subject, "By the way, what brings you to this stall? Are you doing a part-time job listening to people's troubles?"
"Sigh, it's because I don't have money."
Chu Wenqing rested his chin on his hands, his eyes filled with deep melancholy. "You have no idea how poor our Lingxiao Sect is. The canteen serves only plain porridge and steamed buns three times a day, with hardly any meat. So, as a sword cultivator, I have no treasures other than my sword, let alone any flying devices. But I'm afraid of heights, and every time I stand on my slender spirit sword, my body trembles. Several times, I've been dragged away by the sword!"
Su Luo covered her mouth, trying hard to control her laughter.
So that's how it is! No wonder people often saw Chu Wenqing being dragged by a sword in my previous life!
"So this time I came out to train, I wanted to take the opportunity to forge a sword that was as wide as a bed when it was fully extended, but unfortunately Boss Zhou couldn't forge it!" Chu Wenqing pouted and spread his hands in a helpless manner.
"So I had to buy other flying tools, but I couldn't afford even the cheapest flying carpet, so I had to set up a stall to earn some spirit stones first."
Chu Wenqing's words were filled with heartache. At the end, he even rolled up his sleeves to show Su Luo the patches inside, looking like he was about to cry.
"Look at how tattered my clothes are! Since leaving the sect, I've been sleeping either in trees or on rooftops. The few spirit stones I have aren't even enough for food and drink! I really have no choice, I'm just too poor!"
Looking at the patch after patch on Chu Wenqing's clothes, Su Luo felt sorry for him.
"Um...that's pretty terrible."
In this novel, the Spirit Realm is set up with four major sects: Tianyi Sect, Lingjian Sect, Fengying Sect, and Lingxiao Sect.
The Tianyi Sect has the largest number of members, with disciples practicing a wide variety of cultivation methods. It's a powerful and influential sect, ranking among the top two of the four major sects. The Lingjian Sect consists of sword cultivators whose minds are solely focused on swords, but fortunately, they possess the Sword Tomb, ensuring they won't run out of resources. The Fengying and Lingxiao Sects have the fewest members, consistently ranking last. However, the Fengying Sect at least has ten spirit stone mines to support it, while the Lingxiao Sect is notoriously poor.
Since the patriarch Hongyuan of the Lingxiao Sect went into seclusion for an extended period, the sect has declined day by day. For some unknown reason, all the spirit stone mines within the sect disappeared in recent years, turning into piles of waste rocks. The already sparse outer disciples of the sect suddenly all fled, leaving only one elder, one sect leader, and three disciples struggling to keep the sect afloat.
Thus, the impression that Ling Xiaoxiao was poor and had a small population was deeply ingrained in people's minds.
Su Luo knew the Lingxiao Sect was poor, but she never imagined they were this poor! Their clothes were patched, and they slept on treetops and rooftops—this was outrageous! How could they be so poor?
No wonder Chu Wenqing stole roasted chicken from the back mountain of Tianyi Sect in his previous life, and no wonder he couldn't move when he saw demonic beasts and his mouth was watering! It turns out he was just craving them. It's truly heartbreaking to see and tearful to hear about!
She shouldn't have looked down on the original owner for being poor. Compared to Chu Wenqing, who was also a transmigrator, at least she had food and drink when she transmigrated, and she didn't have to patch her clothes or sleep in trees!
People just can't compare themselves to others. Just comparing herself to Chu Wenqing suddenly makes her feel like she actually had a pretty good life in her previous life…
Su Luo patted Chu Wenqing on the shoulder, sympathetically telling him to eat more, and that she could have more if he wasn't full. Then, with a wave of her hand, she generously tossed Chu Wenqing a bag of mid-grade spirit stones, indicating that she would cover all his food, clothing, lodging, and transportation in Qiang City for the next two days.
Overjoyed, Chu Wenqing kissed the bag of spirit stones several times, almost rushing over to hug Su Luo's leg and call her "sugar daddy".
In the end, Chu Wenqing ate all of his lunch, leaving nothing uneaten.
Before leaving, Chu Wenqing asked, "Su Luo, when are you leaving? Don't forget to call me when you do."
Su Luo thought he was just joking, "You really want to come to the human realm with me?"
Going to the mortal realm would take at least six months to a year. Doesn't Chu Wenqing need to return to his sect?
"Of course! Anyway, Master has given us more than half a year to train. What difference does it make where we train? The human realm is the same, isn't it? We can still help the weak and fight against the strong!"
As he spoke, Chu Wenqing patted Su Luo's shoulder, his face full of worry.
"Besides, look at your frail little body. You're just a talisman cultivator at the mid-Foundation Establishment stage. Who knows if you'll encounter any trouble on the way? With me, a sword cultivator, by your side, you can rest assured about your safety!"
Su Luo hadn't expected the other person to be so worried about her; fellow villagers are just different.
However, it's understandable. People generally believe that talisman cultivators are weak and vulnerable, needing protection. Chu Wenqing probably also thinks she's a weak, pitiful, and helpless talisman cultivator. Let's keep this wonderful misunderstanding for now!
With a lively companion by his side, and both being "targets" of the Heavenly Dao, the journey ahead should be quite interesting.
So, Su Luo finally agreed and told him to wait for her at the gate of Qiang City two days later. Before leaving, Su Luo also gave him a communication stone and told him to contact her immediately if he had any news.
Chu Wenqing nodded repeatedly, agreeing to whatever his sugar daddy said.
The two parted ways at the entrance of Qianweilou. Su Luo had to go back to the clinic, while Chu Wenqing, now that he had spirit stones, hummed a song as he went to find an inn to stay in.
For a while, he was sleeping in treetops or on rooftops every day—it was so miserable! Tonight, he's going to sleep in a soft, comfortable bed! Long live Su Luo, this golden goose!
He walked along, stopping frequently, and couldn't help but admire a small flowerbed as he passed by.
There were many blooming flowers, and butterflies and bees fluttered about. However, Chu Wenqing, still immersed in his joy, was completely unaware that a small butterfly had somehow appeared behind him.
The butterfly was brightly colored, with black forewings and bright red hindwings, its intricate patterns resembling a flower petal fluttering in the air. If one paid close attention, they would notice that no other insects or birds were visible where this butterfly flew.
The butterfly's compound eyes were fixed on the boy below. It followed closely behind, flapping its wings and flying down gracefully, preparing to land on the boy's shoulder.
Just then, Chu Wenqing felt a little uncomfortable from the strong fragrance of the flowers, and her nose started to itch.
The next moment, he suddenly sneezed.
"Ache!"
A deafening sound echoed through the flowerbed, and the gust of air from the sneeze instantly blew the butterfly away. Caught off guard, the butterfly was blown away and crashed directly into a flower.
The butterfly was so disoriented by the impact that its compound eyes became like mosquito coils. When it came to its senses, it quickly flapped its wings and flew away from the flower. When it looked up again, the boy was no longer there.
The butterfly's antennae immediately drooped, so it had to turn around and slowly fly in another direction. Finally, it avoided the crowd and came to a courtyard, where it landed on a slender hand.
Inside the courtyard, a boy dressed in a hospital gown sat in the sunniest spot, basking in the sunlight. He lowered his unreal, handsome face, squinted his dark eyes, and quietly watched the beautiful butterfly resting on his hand.
An assistant who was drying medicinal herbs nearby saw this and couldn't help but exclaim, "What beautiful butterflies!"
Indeed, beautiful people attract beautiful things; the person and the butterfly looked like a painting in the sunlight!
The assistant, standing far away, didn't notice that the boy's skin instantly turned black the moment the butterfly landed on his hand, but the blackness quickly receded like a tide.
Lin Ji did not respond to the other party, but simply reached out his other slender hand to gently touch the butterfly. Even though his movements were extremely gentle, the butterfly's body was trembling slightly.
After his assistant left the courtyard, Lin Ji finally spoke, but his tone was frighteningly cold.
"Useless things."
I only asked it to get rid of those annoying people, but it can't even do that properly! What's the point of having it?
Lin Ji felt a lump in his throat whenever he thought about Su Luo meeting that boy at noon. He didn't know why he felt this way; he just wanted that person to disappear, so he specifically sent the most poisonous Phoenix Tail Butterfly to eliminate him, but unexpectedly, it failed!
Thinking of this, Lin Ji looked at the butterfly with lifeless eyes; things without value do not deserve to live.
The butterfly lay on his hand like a corpse, its body trembling faintly visible. Lin Ji could crush it at any time if he wanted to.
Lin Ji's eyes darkened, and just as he was about to increase the force in his hands, his ears twitched, and he heard familiar footsteps not far away.
His expression changed, and he immediately released the butterfly from his grasp. The butterfly fluttered away and circled around him a few times before finally flying away when Lin Ji impatiently waved it away.
Not long after, an ordinary-looking female cultivator in blue walked in. Lin Ji raised his face and gave her a very faint smile.
"Luo Su, you're back!"