The Great Martial Saint!

Chapter 749 The Moon is Flawless, Unwavering in Our Love (May Your Heart Be Like Mine, So That Our Love Will Not Be in Vain)

The quiet and warm pavilion is elegant and exquisite.

The music was melodious, but the person was nowhere to be seen.

Xi Yue paused to gaze into the distance, her green dress fluttering in the wind, making her even more charming and lovely.

The sky-blue hair ribbon fluttered gently in the wind, lively and graceful.

"grown ups."

Outside the Gu family's gate, Xiong Sanrang respectfully stepped forward to greet them.

"Back to the mansion."

Chen Ping'an gave the order and then climbed onto the vehicle.

"Yes, sir." Xiong Sanrang bowed respectfully and then called out, "Let's go!"

His voice was solemn, deep, and powerful.

Inside the vehicle, Chen Ping'an sat upright with his eyes closed, deep in thought.

After a short while, he slowly opened his eyes and his gaze fell on the long, narrow wooden box that looked like gold but wasn't iron.

"Gu Qingcheng's gift."

Chen Ping'an smiled and took out a gold hair ribbon from his pocket.

The hairband was soft and gentle to the touch, a pale gold color, and faintly carried the scent of a young girl. Its warm and delicate texture was like a young girl's skin, smooth and lustrous like jade.

No matter how you look at it, this gold-threaded hairband is a woman's personal item, much like the veil worn by the Holy Maiden of Tianluo before.

In ordinary times, let alone giving it to someone else, I would never even allow anyone to touch it. Let alone giving it to a man.

Unexpectedly, Xi Yue actually took off her hair ribbon and gave it to him after he casually mentioned it.

Chen Ping'an smiled and shook his head, putting away the hairband. He lowered his gaze slightly and picked up the wooden box beside him.

With a clear, soft click, Chen Ping'an opened the intricate lock on the wooden box.

As the wooden box was opened, a beautifully crafted longsword, pure silver and as white as frost and snow, appeared before Chen Ping'an.

"So showy?"

Chen Ping'an's eyes lit up slightly as he was instantly drawn to the longsword in front of him.

This sword is so beautiful that it resembles an ornament, and it can almost instantly capture people's attention.

The scabbard was straight and long, as if it had been forged from the brightest moonlight in the sky, so white that it was dazzling.

Chen Ping'an's face lit up with joy, his expression delighted.

Keng!
With a soft hum, the longsword was drawn, revealing a flawless blade that shone like stars.

hum~
A flash of inspiration struck, and a stream of light instantly illuminated the slender sword, as dreamlike as stars and as pure as the bright moon.

"What a sword!"

Chen Ping'an was overjoyed; at that moment, he felt only genuine affection.

He's dreamed of being a swordsman for years.

The road to pursuing dreams is destined to be difficult. For so many years, he has been on the wrong path in his pursuit of dreams. He finally mastered swordsmanship, but his style kept changing drastically.

Although he hasn't truly become a swordsman yet, at least his sword has a place to be placed.

Gu Qingcheng's gift was exactly what he wanted.

Chen Ping'an examined the longsword in his hand repeatedly, overjoyed and reluctant to put it down.

If conditions allowed, he would probably have tested the power of this longsword immediately.

However, sitting on the frame right now, even if he was overjoyed, he could only force himself to suppress it.

He examined the longsword for a while before noticing a letter hidden inside the wooden box.

"A letter?" Chen Ping'an's gaze sharpened slightly as he picked up the letter and examined it closely.

The envelope of the letter is exquisitely crafted, with pale gold patterns.

Upon opening the letter, a delicate fragrance wafted from the paper, lingering around the tip of my nose.

Chen Ping'an was slightly lost in thought, his expression somewhat surprised.

He stared blankly at the letter in front of him.

The letter contained little content, and the opening and closing were in fairly standard formats.

It mentions Chen Ping'an breaking through his cultivation level and becoming a Grandmaster of Martial Arts, a peerless hero of his time. Qingcheng was overjoyed. "Young Master, as you prepare to depart, I respectfully present you with this sword. This sword is named Star, and it has accompanied me for many years. I hope you will cherish it well," and so on.

However, a sentence at the end of the letter made Chen Ping'an's expression turn slightly cold, and he felt ashamed.

"I only wish your heart were like mine, so that our longing would not be in vain."

"What is Gu Qingcheng doing?" Chen Ping'an's expression tightened slightly, all his previous thoughts resurfacing: "Is she giving me a warning?"

I will not betray your love!

Although I'm reluctant to admit it, judging from the current situation, Gu Qingcheng is probably really...
Chen Ping'an's face tightened, and his eye twitched involuntarily.

Chen Ping sat quietly for a long time, then sighed deeply, "What kind of mess is this!"

By the time Chen Ping'an returned to the residence, the sun had already set and it was dusk.

The little girl is still at school, but judging from the time, she should have finished class and be there soon.

Although the preliminary examination overseen by the Academic Affairs Office has been completed, the little girl has not slacked off in her studies. These days, she continues to attend classes and have lessons as usual.

"Young Master." Peony, dressed in a red dress, greeted Chen Ping'an respectfully upon his return.

"When Zhaoheng returns, let her eat first; she doesn't need to wait for me," Chen Ping'an instructed.

Having just acquired the precious sword, he needs to calm down and study it carefully. The exact timing is uncertain; he doesn't know when it will appear.

"Yes, young master." Peony bowed respectfully.

Peony is now considered a very beautiful woman. Although she may not be considered stunningly beautiful, her years of cultivation have given her a temperament that is hard for ordinary people to match.

Back in his room, Chen Ping'an raised his hand, and four cyan command flags appeared, swirling around the four corners of the room.

hum~
A faint light trembled, and pale blue flames flickered, forming a confining space that isolated the inside from the outside.

Black mist surged, and a black banner appeared out of thin air, occupying the center, with layers of restrictions.

With Chen Ping'an's current abilities, even a simple attempt would unleash a power that ordinary buildings couldn't withstand. Since he wanted to study the sword's power, he naturally needed to make all the necessary preparations beforehand.

Chen Ping'an's gaze narrowed slightly, and with a flash of spiritual light, a longsword with a silver-white scabbard and a flawless blade appeared before him.

"Star Sword!"

"The sword is indestructible, but it has no engravings or magical powers!"

"Without power or divine ability, there is naturally no such thing as refining or not refining."

"It can contain true essence and spirituality, with an extremely high upper limit, but it is difficult to retain it for a long time."

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Chen Ping sat quietly in the room, and after some in-depth study, he gained a relatively deep understanding of the Star Sword.

Unlike ordinary divine weapons, this Star Sword has no spirit runes engraved on it. However, the material used to forge the blade seems to be extremely special, making the blade indestructible. Even a simple test reveals its extraordinary nature.

In terms of sheer sturdiness alone, this Star Sword far surpasses the Heavenly Meteor Frost Blade.

Furthermore, the Star Sword is capable of holding an extremely large amount of spiritual essence. Even if Chen Ping'an were to devote all his energy to infusing it with spiritual energy, the Star Sword could absorb it all, and judging from the situation, it seemed that it was far from reaching its limit.

Chen Ping'an had never experienced anything like this with even the most top-tier divine weapons.

Swords and other divine weapons differ from functional divine weapons. When fully activated, they often rely on spiritual energy and the infusion of true essence. While Chen Ping'an, with his current abilities, can fully absorb the power of top-tier divine weapons, he clearly cannot yet use them without restraint.

In prolonged, high-intensity battles, even top-tier divine weapons will experience some wear and tear at his current level.

However, it is clear that this problem does not exist with the Star Sword.

In terms of wear resistance alone, this Star Sword is clearly no different from a treasure. In fact, it may even surpass ordinary treasures.

However, Chen Ping'an has not yet truly ascertained the specifics.

However, since it lacks any inscribed restrictions, this Star Sword naturally possesses no special power or mystical abilities. Its blade is unparalleled, but without any divine enhancement, its overall grade is difficult to determine. "A sword that cannot be inscribed with restrictions."

Inside the room, Chen Ping'an's eyes were deep, and thoughts kept surfacing in his mind.

"Is it because the material is special and difficult to inscribe, or is it for some other reason? Is it related to the forging technique? Or is there some other special reason?"

Chen Ping'an pondered quietly.

This Star Sword was a gift from Gu Qingcheng. It is unknown where she obtained such a treasure.

Logically speaking, such a precious sword, though lacking any divine enhancements, should be a swordsman's most prized possession simply for its sturdiness. As a female swordsman, wouldn't it be better for Gu Qingcheng to keep it? Why then did she give it to me?

As his thoughts shifted, Chen Ping'an thought of the sword in the arms of the girl holding the sword.

If we extrapolate from this, then the quality of this sword must be even higher than that of the Star Sword!
What level of sword is that?

Is it a prototype of a great treasure, or a truly great treasure?
However, if it's a treasure of immense value, the Gu family's resources clearly don't reach that level. It's not surprising that Gu Tianren possesses a sword of such high value, but for a junior member of the clan to have it seems extremely strange.

It should be noted that Gu Qingchan was once hailed as having the potential to become a female ruler and received great acclaim from the outside world. The Gu family had only bestowed upon her a top-tier divine weapon with special functions, far from being a treasure.

If Gu Qingchan is like this, how could Gu Qingcheng be an exception?

Therefore, it can be concluded that...
Chen Ping'an's gaze sharpened.

After a long while, he slowly turned around and put aside his thoughts on the matter.

Overthinking is pointless; you'll know when the time is right.

There's also that sentence in Gu Qingcheng's letter.
These are all examples, one by one.

Chen Ping'an let out a long sigh.

In fact, Gu Qingcheng had given him quite a few gifts over the years.

From the earliest coming-of-age hairpin, to the later small jade sword, the three sword techniques, and now the Star Sword.

Oh, and the gold hairband he forcibly took, that counts as one too.

The people and things around her, in general, all belong to her.

All that going back and forth adds up to quite a lot of stuff.

Looking back, the gifts he gave to others seem a bit embarrassing to accept.

The Rainbow Sword given at the Grandmaster Celebration doesn't count. Strictly speaking, it was given to him by the Gu family, but they used his name and his hand to present it to Gu Qingcheng in front of everyone.

Ultimately, it's all about family.

So, to be precise, what he actually gave to Gu Qingcheng seems to be... just that.
That wooden hairpin.

Thinking of this, Chen Ping'an couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

The difference between the two seems quite large.

"And you call her a tea girl? What kind of tea girl would willingly give so much?"

Previously, I thought Gu Qingcheng was unpredictable, sometimes warm and sometimes cold, sometimes attentive and sometimes indifferent. She wasn't a typical "tea girl" and seemed to be taking a high-end approach. Now, thinking about it carefully, it seems that, comparatively speaking, she's the one who's more of a "tea girl."

No, that's not right. It shouldn't be called tea; it should be called dregs!

Not long ago, they made a huge mistake.

"I'm so ashamed, so ashamed."

It was already late at night when Chen Ping'an left the room.

The little girl was still outside when she saw him and smiled.

"Brother, we're out."

"Hmm." Chen Ping'an nodded slightly. "How was your day?"

"It's alright." The little girl was dressed in a light-colored dress, which made her look elegant and quiet.

"Hey, brother, what's this?" The little girl looked at him strangely, noticing the new pendant on Chen Ping'an's waist.

"You mean this?" Chen Ping'an looked down and said, "It was a gift from your sister-in-law."

Upon hearing this, the little girl's eyes crinkled with laughter.

"My brother and sister-in-law have a really good relationship."

Chen Ping'an smiled, walked into the courtyard, and looked up at the moon.

The moonlight tonight seems a bit more hazy than usual.

"Yes, we have a good relationship."

For the next few days, Chen Ping'an stayed at home, focusing wholeheartedly on cultivation, refinement, and in-depth study.

After the celebration ended, he had nothing else to do in Canglong Prefecture. Until he officially took up his post, he had plenty of free time.

Given his current situation, some impatient people who are eager for power and profit would probably have already set off for Xuanling by now.

Although the time for taking up the post has not yet arrived, it would be good to go there as soon as possible to familiarize myself with the situation.

After all, the complex situation of Xuanling is well known.

It's normal for him to go there early; no one will say anything about it.

However, Chen Ping'an was preoccupied with the little girl's assessment and did not seem to be in a hurry to take up his post.

Even if the time hadn't come yet, he probably wouldn't leave before the little girl was sent off.

The protective token bestowed upon him by the Gu family patriarch—a verdant bamboo stick imbued with sword intent—was not immediately given to the little girl by Chen Ping'an. Instead, he spent the next few days conducting a brief study of it.

The practice of cultivation is simple and straightforward, but to think that it can be accomplished easily is undoubtedly a joke.

The journey is long and lonely, but having a bit of curiosity along the way is never a bad thing.

Some curiosity leads to death, while other curiosity provides direction and motivation.

The specifics need to be discussed on a case-by-case basis and precisely controlled.

For Chen Ping'an, being able to come into contact with this kind of protective object was a new experience on his cultivation path. Wouldn't it be a waste not to take the opportunity to study it?

Of course, all of this research is based on the premise of not delaying the progress of cultivation.

Otherwise, it would be putting the cart before the horse, losing the watermelon to pick up a sesame seed.

Through long-term cultivation, Chen Ping'an has already established an effective time allocation system.

These days, he mainly devotes his time to practicing the Seven Killing Heavenly Fist. Only in his spare time does he study and comprehend the Ten Thousand Demon Blood Restriction, Soul Guiding Technique, and the inheritance of restrictions.

Some of the gaps were cleverly allocated to the refining of the Dream Pearl.

The pace was appropriate, steady and orderly, with no unnecessary time wasted.

Because of the previous matter of refining divine weapons, his energy for studying secret techniques would decrease accordingly, so as to ensure sufficient time for cultivation.

No matter how things change, the fundamental principle remains the same: martial arts training is always the top priority.

As for the others, those are just techniques and methods used to fill the gaps in one's practice.

After several days in the prefecture, the results of Chen Ping'an's initial assessment finally came down.

Chen Zhaoheng, from Weishui Academy, passed the initial screening by the Academic Affairs Office and his information was officially submitted to the academy. He then went to Bicang Prefecture to undergo the academy's assessment!

"Passed."

Upon hearing the news, Chen Ping'an was extremely pleased.

This feeling was even more exciting than when he himself made progress and took a small step forward.

The little girl, on the other hand, seemed much calmer than her brother.

Her elegant and serene demeanor made Chen Ping'an feel somewhat dazed.

That little girl from back then has unknowingly begun to shine with her own unique brilliance.

Born from humble beginnings, it can rise against the tide; though low to the dust, it can still break through the soil and bloom with fragrance.

On the second day after the results of the preliminary test were released, Chen Ping'an's path of cultivation finally took a turn.

　I read a novel the other day, and Xiao Muyu is truly the ideal type.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)