Chapter 33: Control

Song Wanqing said softly, "What are you all talking about?"

Only then did the group notice the arrival of the beauty in green.

Xiao Yu and Junior Brother Su cupped their hands in a salute, "Greetings, Senior Sister Song."

Junior Brother Bai Ming watched their actions, thought for a moment, and followed suit with a bow.

"Greetings, Senior Sister."

Song Wanqing chuckled a few times, "Why is Little Bai acting like this too?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming remained composed, "Etiquette dictates it, please forgive me, Senior Sister."

Song Wanqing's eyes curved into crescents as she tapped Junior Brother Bai Ming's shoulder with her finger, "Very well, Junior Brother Bai."

The atmosphere became subtle, as if dreamy bubbles were floating in a pink sky.

Xiao Yu and Junior Brother Su watched the two from the side, feeling that something about the atmosphere was off.

Junior Brother Su couldn't hold back, "Senior Sister Song, what is this…"

Song Wanqing walked to Junior Brother Bai Ming's side and extended her right hand, "Childhood sweethearts from the secular world, Junior Brother Bai Ming."

Junior Brother Su suddenly realized, "So that's it. I didn't expect that not only is Senior Sister exceptionally gifted, but you also have a childhood friend who is equally talented."

"Sigh, I don't know how many fellow disciples are going to be shedding tears in secret."

Xiao Yu grabbed Junior Brother Su and pressed down on his shoulder, "Stop spouting nonsense in front of Senior Sister."

Junior Brother Bai Ming and Song Wanqing stood side by side, both smiling without a word.

"By the way, what is that sword qi?" Junior Brother Bai Ming pointed to the side.

The group looked in that direction, and Junior Brother Su spoke first, "That is the One Qi Sword Art, the unique secret technique of our Yuqing Sect. Do you want to learn it, Junior Brother Bai?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming nodded, his eyes shining. How could he not want to learn such a magnificent and grand sword move? This was the true path of a Cultivator.

"Alright then, since Junior Brother Bai is already a disciple of our sect, he should have learned this technique long ago. Let me be the one to teach Junior Brother Bai."

Xiao Yu shook his head, "What are you going to teach? Your execution is mediocre at best; how can you teach others? Don't lead Brother Bai astray."

Junior Brother Su's face twisted in dissatisfaction, but what was said seemed to be true.

Xiao Yu explained the key points and the method of circulating spiritual energy to Junior Brother Bai Ming, occasionally using his own spiritual energy to guide him so that Junior Brother Bai Ming could better perceive it.

"First, gather your spiritual energy in your palm, then do it like this—Hah!" Xiao Yu slashed out with his sword, bringing forth a bright white arc of sword energy.

Watching the massive semi-circular arc streak across the sky, Junior Brother Bai Ming was eager to try. He reached out and slashed, sending out a cyan-green arc of sword energy.

It's actually quite simple.

Junior Brother Bai Ming held his spiritual sword, admiring his own masterpiece.

Xiao Yu was stunned, "It seems Brother Bai is indeed gifted."

Junior Brother Bai Ming replied modestly, "Still not as good as Senior Brother Xiao."

Song Wanqing's eyes deepened, and she remained silent. She tugged at the corner of Junior Brother Bai Ming's clothes, "You've had enough fun, haven't you? Hurry back and cultivate."

Junior Brother Bai Ming smiled and rubbed his head, "It is time to go."

Xiao Yu reached out, wanting to say something but stopped, and in the end, he didn't say anything.

Junior Brother Su laughed, "Are we Cultivators now going to rise with the sun and return with the sunset?"

Xiao Yu shook his head; he knew that Junior Brother Su wasn't failing to understand the current situation, but rather doing this intentionally.

"Take care, Brother Bai." He placed a hand on Junior Brother Su's shoulder, "Tonight, I want to see how your cultivation is coming along."

The two left, and the sound of Junior Brother Su's wailing came from behind.

The journey was silent. Once they left the mountain gate of the Yuqing Sect, Song Wanqing opened her beautiful lips, "Why did you leave without saying a word?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming felt a bit guilty, "It's just that I saw you were cultivating, Qing'er, so I went."

Song Wanqing tilted her pretty face and curved her lips, "Is that so? Then why not tell Little Xue? That way, I would have known as soon as I finished cultivating."

Junior Brother Bai Ming was dazed for a few seconds, "I forgot…"

Song Wanqing pinched Junior Brother Bai Ming's shoulder, her gaze teasing yet carrying a hint of warning, "Don't let it happen again."

A slight soreness came from his shoulder. Junior Brother Bai Ming thought about it and felt something was wrong. Why was he so afraid of the woman beside him? It felt like an instinct ingrained in his body.

But he didn't seem to have done anything particularly wrong; he just went to visit the sect.

Was Wanqing's desire for control really this strong? No, I must curb this trend, or it will be trouble if she develops into a yandere.

Junior Brother Bai Ming coughed a few times and feigned solemnity, "Qing'er, isn't your desire for control a bit too strong? Look…"

Before he could finish, the jade hand on his shoulder exerted more force, pinching his muscles until they deformed.

No, I must stop this.

Braving the ominous aura radiating from the woman beside him, Junior Brother Bai Ming forced himself to say, "Although I have lost my memories, I still have basic common sense. I know you are doing this for my own good, Wanqing, because you are afraid something might happen to me."

"But if this continues, I'll be like an infant in swaddling clothes, and this will cause my Dao Heart to become clouded."

Song Wanqing let go of her hand, her expression calm, "Dao Heart becoming clouded…"

Her willow eyebrows slanted slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes, "Do you really want to leave me that much? Do you not want to be with me?"

Looking at the autumn-filled eyes of the beauty before him, Junior Brother Bai Ming's heart tightened, and he felt a flutter. He almost fell into the woman's trap.

"…"

"Wanqing, your acting is a bit too good."

Song Wanqing put away her tears, a subtle hint of craftiness appearing at the corner of her mouth, "Oh, how did you tell?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming shook his head, "I couldn't tell. I just felt that you, Wanqing, are not the type of person who sheds tears easily."

Seeing Junior Brother Bai Ming's sincere gaze, Song Wanqing smiled. A gentle evening breeze blew through her hair, rendering the smile on her face with a touch of warmth.

I didn't expect it to be quite this interesting. It seems I was indeed wrong before, but I can still make up for it.

Her eyes sparkled with spiritual light, and in her eyes, Junior Brother Bai Ming was enveloped in a happy pink glow.

Watching the beauty in green's smile, Junior Brother Bai Ming's heart relaxed. This smile held a touch of sincerity and a touch of ease; it seemed different from before.

The two stopped discussing this topic and returned to the Song Mansion together.

The sky was dim, and they were inside the somewhat imposing Song Mansion.

Song Wanqing suddenly spoke, "By the way, I also know that sword move from earlier. Why didn't you ask me first?"

Junior Brother Bai Ming was a bit conflicted, "I didn't want to trouble you, Qing'er. Besides, relying on your help for everything is ultimately inappropriate."

"Then practice more," Song Wanqing smiled, turned, and left.

Junior Brother Bai Ming nodded, bid farewell to the beauty, and went to the cultivation room alone.

Soft white light shone down from the ceiling, bringing a comfortable and tranquil atmosphere, and the exotic fruit incense on the side was even more refreshing and relaxing.

This gentle white light came from the Night-Shining Sky Stones embedded in the ceiling, which had the effect of calming the mind and enhancing perception. The value of a single piece was already quite high.

And here, the entire ceiling was covered in them, not to mention the numerous other spiritual plants and small items that assisted in cultivation.

Junior Brother Bai Ming looked at all of this and couldn't help but sigh. The more he understood about the cultivation world, the more he could feel the extravagance of the Song family.

He held a wind bottle in his hand. Its style was somewhat simple, but it revealed a sense of antiquity. The bottle body glowed with a green light, and inside was a vibrant green ball of light.

[Qingming Storm Soul]

An extremely precious type of wind energy that could accelerate the cultivation of wind-path Cultivators and could even be integrated into spells, making them more unpredictable and enhancing their power.