Tumor Sword Immortal

Chapter 33 There are still experts!

When Xu Shangxin came out of the inner room, her expression was still somewhat uneasy.

She asked Pei Xia several times if it was really okay to spend so much money on clothes.

Pei Xia comforted her, "The money you earn from Young Master Xie is all extra income, so don't worry about it."

It seems to make sense.

The clothes will take some time to be finished. Since it's a shop in the city center, they can't deliver into the inner city. So we made an appointment, and I'll have to come pick them up myself tomorrow.

After paying the deposit, Pei Xia took Xu Shangxin back home.

Xu Shangxin had walked this road from the academy to the Prime Minister's residence many times.

But this was the first time she asked to rest halfway through the journey.

Pei Xia turned to look at her. The girl was dragging the three-foot-long iron rod, her face full of confusion: "What exactly is this thing?"

"Your sword, didn't I tell you about it this afternoon?"

Xu Shangxin blinked, then remembered that Pei Xia seemed to have said he was going to prepare something for her at the martial arts arena.

She looked down at the thing in her hand.

Yes, there's a black wooden hilt and a guard, but what's that thing sticking out from below?
“It’s clearly round!” she said.

Pei Xia immediately retorted righteously, "Who told you that a sword has to be flat?"

Xu Shangxin was a little confused for a moment: "What else can we do?"

"Otherwise, it's round!"

Right, is that right?
She suddenly remembered the white-robed man from the Palace of the Holy Master asking for a magical artifact earlier. The girl pointed to the iron rod in her hand: "You turned the white-robed man's magical artifact into an iron rod?"

“I told you, this is a sword.”

Pei Xia gestured with her lip: "Turn around and look at the other side. I even left some tips on how to protect yourself and save your life in an emergency on your sword."

Xu Shangxin turned the sword hilt and sure enough, he saw four deeply engraved and vigorous characters on the surface of the iron rod on the other side: "Hero, spare my life."

Xu Shangxin looked up at him.

Pei Xia patted his chest and said, "I assure you with my ten years of experience in the martial arts world, this is absolutely the best one."

Xu Shangxin couldn't verify whether it was easy to use or not for the time being.

But it will definitely sink.

This thing is mainly made of Frost Iron, a metal that is rarely mined only in the Frostwind Valley in the North. It is cold, strong, sharp, and especially heavy.

This is why when Han Youzhi commissioned Master Su to refine it into a magical artifact, he deliberately mixed in precious Huanhai Silver Sand, the purpose of which was to reduce the heavy burden of the material by better connecting with spiritual power.

The problem is that Xu Shangxin hasn't entered the industry yet, and she doesn't have any spiritual power to draw upon.

Let alone waving it, she could barely even drag it.

I clearly saw Pei Xia carrying things by hand and on her shoulders without any effort before.

After resting on the street for the full time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Xu Shangxin reluctantly took another step and followed behind Pei Xia.

Incidentally, unless one had a special status, anyone carrying weapons when entering the inner city from the outer city was required to be checked and registered.

However, the officers and soldiers at the city gate didn't pay any attention to the iron rod in Xu Shangxin's hand.

After collecting five taels of inner city tax from Pei Xia, he waved and let him pass.

This time, upon returning to the manor, Pei Xia, accompanied by Xu Shangxin, finally entered through the spacious main gate.

The guards at the gate didn't actually recognize Pei Xia.

But they recognized Xu Shangxin and already knew that the person in charge of the mansion had changed. When they saw Pei Xia walking ahead of Xu Shangxin from afar, they raised their necks and called out, "Young Master!"

This was indeed an unfamiliar title for the Prime Minister's residence.

Not only the guards at the gate, but also all the maids and servants in the mansion had obviously heard about what happened yesterday.

Everyone who saw Pei Xia dared not look her in the eye, including Xu Shangxin, whom they had previously paid little attention to, but whose expression became respectful.

From now on, this woman surnamed Xu will truly be the mistress of the house.

Ironically, the servants who made the changes got used to it, while Xu Shangxin, who remained unchanged, felt extremely uncomfortable.

Of course, this discomfort could also be due to the stick being too heavy.

Finally reaching the inner courtyard, Xu Shangxin groaned, threw down the iron rod, and slumped down on the steps.

She looked at Pei Xia pleadingly, "You don't expect me to carry this thing around every day, do you?"

“Every other day, try to keep it with you as much as possible.” As Pei Xia spoke, she walked into the courtyard, picked up the teapot on the table, and took two sips from the spout: “Your physique is not bad, but you lack training. This sword is a magical artifact, and it is also mixed with the Silver Sand of the Sea. The more you handle it, the more successful you will be when you hear the news in a while.”

Xu Shangxin sat on the ground, staring at the iron rod beside her, and bit her lip.

Seeing her expression, Pei Xia lowered her eyelids and said casually, "If you have no intention of cultivating, then just ignore what I said."

The girl gripped the sword hilt with both hands, propped herself up, dragged the iron rod past Pei Xia, glanced at him sideways, and raised her snow-white chin: "I'm in high spirits."

Then his legs buckled and he fell to the ground with a "thud".

Pei Xia walked up behind her with the teapot and kicked her older brother's butt: "Your legs are already weak? What will you be like in the future, unable to even get out of bed?"

The speaker meant no harm.

The listener was oblivious.

However, it was terrifying for onlookers to see Pei Xia stepping on Xu Shangxin's buttocks and uttering such lewd words.

Ye Lu stood at the gate of the courtyard, covering his mouth, thinking that it would be best to sneak away before the two of them noticed.

Unfortunately, a servant suddenly appeared behind him, waving at him from afar and shouting, "Guard Ye! Someone is looking for the young master at the gate!"

This sound made Pei Xia and Xu Shangxin, who was lying on the ground, turn around at the same time and see Ye Lu outside the courtyard gate.

Ye Lu felt a chill run down his spine and could only cough awkwardly twice before replying to the servant, "Who is it? Don't you know the young master has just returned home and is about to rest?"

The servant, standing far away, probably didn't know that Pei Xia and Xu Shangxin were in the courtyard. He called out quite bluntly, "It's a young and beautiful woman with a little girl. She says she's looking for the young master to arrange for the child!"

Ye Lu's pupils dilated in shock, and his hand holding the sword began to tremble.

I heard that Pei Xia spent the night at the brothel in front of Xu Shangxin yesterday. I thought that was the ultimate shamelessness.

I never expected there to be such an expert!
He stiffly turned his head to look at the young master and young mistress in the courtyard, and forced a smile: "Ken, it must be a misunderstanding."

……

"Hahahaha!"

Joyful laughter filled the flower-adorned palace.

Her long, flowing hair, like water, meandered across the embroidered gold couch. A single gold and jade hairpin adorned the ends of her hair, swaying gently in her smooth strands as she laughed.

Luo Xian was reviewing a memorial about the flood in Leyang when he heard his confidant from the Insect and Bird Bureau mention the commotion at the Jiangchao Academy's martial arts arena during the day, and he couldn't help but laugh.

She lightly covered her lips with the ink brush in her hand, her long eyes curving into watery crescent moons as she laughed, "Han Youzhi, you've been tricked by Pei Xia twice now, haven't you?"

Below the steps stood Chao Cuo, the Left Chief of the Insect and Bird Bureau, dressed in the robes of a sixth-rank official.

He listened to His Highness laughing, his expression remaining impeccable. He looked down at the blue "fish mouth spitting out sword" pattern embroidered on his chest and slowly said, "Han Baiyi lost six magical artifacts and, because he couldn't break his promise during the day, he threw a tantrum at the Palace of the Holy Master. Half an hour ago, he had already injured himself and was sent to the Imperial Hospital."

"No, no... Hahahaha, stop making me laugh."

Luo Xian touched her slender finger and wiped away a few tears from the corner of her eye before finally calming her trembling breasts: "I remember there is still some Frost Iron Silver Sand in the inner treasury. Pick some later and send it to Han Baiyi to calm her down. Don't let her really hold a grudge against my young master Pei."

Chao Cuo's square face remained expressionless, and he didn't raise his head. He simply said in a low voice, "Young Master Pei had a verbal argument with Xie today, and after class at the academy, he met with Luo Xiaojin... He's been quite active."

“Master Chao…”

Luo Xian sat high behind the table in the palace, her starry eyes smiling as she raised a brush, poking him from afar with a hint of mischief: "Are you still angry with me?"

Chao Cuo, his wide sleeves billowing, clasped his hands together and bowed, saying, "This humble official dares not."

“I know that your Insect and Bird Division has been keeping an eye on those little thieves in the academy for a long time. It’s understandable that you’re resentful that you let Pei Xia do the work for you.”

Yes, a little bit.

But Chao Cuo would not admit it. He only said, "I am afraid that there are undercurrents. If Young Master Pei is hurt in any way, Your Highness will be heartbroken."

"Ha! Chief Chao, you're worrying too much."

Luo Xian put down his pen and looked up at the palace window: "Do you know where Pei Xia came from when she returned to Beishi City this time?"

Chao Cuo knew, of course, that Pei Xia had been traveling for ten years with unpredictable whereabouts, and that Luo Xiaojin was able to find Weishan because the Insect and Bird Bureau had obtained the information through its extensive network of informants.

He knew the princess wouldn't speak without reason, so he frowned: "The Weishan Sect?"

Luo Xian then asked, "Do you know the background of Qingxianzi, the leader of the Weishan Sect?"

Chao Cuo pondered for a moment, then shook his head: "I don't know."

Luo Xian shrugged: "I don't know either."

“…Your Highness.”

“What I mean is,” Luo Xian brushed a strand of hair from his forehead and said softly, “even with the combined efforts of the Holy Palace and the Insect and Bird Bureau, I still couldn’t find out the old man’s background.”

(End of this chapter)