Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

Even though he spends every day with Xingxuan, it doesn't mean he's neglecting his cultivation!

He's not some lazy swordsman who just spends all his time cuddling with his wife!

"Someone, carry her downstairs and take her to see a doctor."

Yan Qing waved his hand, his expression calm, but he was still a little proud that he had taken down this invincible little sister leader in just a few sword strikes.

The subtle curve of her lips is proof enough.

“Yanqing… Xiaowei!” Yingyun suddenly struggled to sit up on the ground, her unfocused eyes hardening as she stared intently at him.

"I will definitely defeat you in the future!"

Yanqing glanced at her but did not respond.

Yingyun didn't mind, slapped away the hand of the person who wanted to help her, and limped down to sit down to the side.

"So... there are two more. Do you want to spar with me or with Jia Chongxiao?"

Yanqing turned around, sword in hand, her robes fluttering gently in the wind.

The second and third place winners exchanged glances and both chose him.

Jia Zhong was happy to have some free time and didn't feel slighted.

Yan Qing glanced at him, nodded, and looked at the two men, saying calmly, "Come at me together."

...

The longsword trembled, a flash of light appeared, and a chilling aura once again filled the air.

Yu Chen glanced at the young men on the field, his gaze slowly drifting to Jing Liu.

This kid has improved quite a bit since we dragged him along to exterminate the remaining evil spirits on Mount Luofu.

It seems this grandmaster is quite generous and willing to teach...

Yeah, Jingyuan's master is really despicable!

The battle ended quickly, and the two newcomers, who were defeated in the blink of an eye, were not discouraged. They helped each other up, bowed to him, and retreated.

Yanqing composed himself, glanced at everyone, raised his voice, and said, "As the Grand Diviner said, the Cloud Cavalry must not be complacent about a single victory."

Even the strongest among you could be dealt with in just a few sword strikes by me. I'm not saying she's weak, but...

There are many, many more enemies as powerful as me; any one of them could easily kill everyone present.

The cruelty of war far exceeds what is described in stories, and the pressure experienced firsthand is unimaginable to those who have not.

Therefore, in order to live longer, my fellow colleagues, you must always be vigilant.

Flocks of bluebirds fluttered their wings and flew through the air, accompanying the boy's loud and clear voice.

Yu Chen yawned lazily. He had said similar things countless times before, but...

We don't need him anymore, and most of the people who listened to him are dead.

Fu Xuan nodded in approval as he watched Xiao Yanqing speaking so confidently. The child who often followed Jing Yuan was gradually maturing.

With Xingxuan by his side, she no longer worries about having to constantly accommodate and take care of him.

Yanqing quieted down and coughed lightly, her gaze gradually falling on the audience.

Fu Xuan's lips curled up slightly, and her gaze shifted to the lazybones who was secretly dozing off with her head resting on her shoulder.

"Get up~"

She patted Yu Chen's hand on her stomach and called out softly.

Yu Chen slowly opened his eyes and immediately met the burning gaze of the young man in the center of the field.

The Sword Saint sighed, straightened his back somewhat helplessly, and stretched.

Yanqing smiled broadly, then looked around at the many new recruits below and said, "However, I am still quite a distance from the truly powerful figures."

"You've all probably heard about the Sword Saint of Luofu recently, haven't you?"

"Have!"

"I've heard of it, of course I've heard of it!"

"Yes, yes, yes, the general was too busy with official duties to attend today, but the good news is that we have invited our Sword Saint and the Diviner to be here."

He did not mention his master's name. Jing Yuan had already resolved Jing Liu's identity, but it was still somewhat sensitive to say it outright.

However, Jingliu didn't care. He just leaned on his chin and looked at Yu Chenchen, who was holding his wife and staring blankly beside him, with great interest.

Yan Qing coughed lightly, her eyes instantly locking onto Yu Chen, and said loudly, "So, I would like to take this opportunity to learn from Mr. Yu Chen, and also let everyone see the demeanor of the Sword Saint!"

What do you think? "

"Sigh..." Yu Chen, who only wanted to hold his wife and watch the show, felt helpless.

He couldn't escape being dragged out and made to do something about it in the end...

I'll definitely have to extort some money from Jing Yuan later. Damn it... How can two jars of wine be enough to summon the Sword Saint?

At least five jars!!!

Fu Xuan leaned back against him, nestled in his arms, and whispered, "Alright, let's have some fun with them today. I'll make you happy when we get back~"

"...Wife, the diviner can't go back on his word!"

Yu Chen immediately perked up.

Fu Xuan gave him a charming look, then gave a soft hum and said nothing more.

Yu Chen, his heart suddenly warmed, didn't hesitate any longer. He put her on a chair and patted her little hand.

"I'll be right back. Just wait and see how dashing my husband is!"

"You poor thing, hurry up and go!"

Fu Xuan rolled her eyes at him and gently patted his pig's trotter away.

Yu Chen straightened up, looked at her longingly for a while, resisted the urge to hug and kiss her, and appeared on the field in a flash.

Yanqing's gaze was intense, as if she were looking at some incredibly beautiful woman.

Yu Chen, however, was pondering what his wife had said that made him happy…

After all that commotion last night, I was hoping she could rest and recover for a while, so I can't go all out today...

However, being happy doesn't just involve doing those kinds of things~

Looking forward to~

"Ahem... Mr. Yu Chen, it's been so long since I last challenged you to a sword duel. It's quite exciting!"

Yanqing's eyes shone like two light bulbs, and he drew his long sword again, waving it gently in the air as it trembled slightly.

"Hehe..." Yu Chen gave a forced smile, his eyes wide and lifeless.

Yanqing was already familiar with this person's personality, so she was not surprised by this attitude.

It's already good enough that he's willing.

"As I said before, I have received guidance from my master and have made considerable progress recently, so please be careful!"

Yu Chen clicked his tongue and said, "Jing Yuan won't work, so we can only turn to Jing Liu. It must be tough on you."

Yanqing shook her head. "It's not that the general is unwilling, it's just that... I'm more skilled! He's not an expert in swordsmanship, so most of the time he only hones his skills through sparring with me."

"By the way, do you get jealous?" Yu Chen suddenly asked.

Yanqing paused for a moment, looking somewhat bewildered.

"Jealous about...what?"

"It's always the same thing: my master is suddenly taken away by two girls, and then I feel unhappy about it..." Yu Chen asked, then realized he was being a bit idiotic.

This kid is looking for Xingxuan every day. He heard from Jingyuan that he doesn't even want to go home anymore. He's in a state of complete bliss.

That kind of vinegar is probably impossible.

Yanqing's face darkened, his longsword trembled, and its light flashed.

"Let's get started quickly!"

"Okay, the sooner we finish, the sooner we can leave work~"

Yu Chen nodded, hesitated for a moment, and then looked at the soldiers sitting in a circle to the side, staring at them with wide, dumbfounded eyes.

"Borrow a sword."

"...Can't you just use your own?"

Yanqing was somewhat displeased.

Yu Chen smiled and reached out to catch a Yunqi standard longsword that was tossed to him.

"Kid, you're still too green. With Jing Liu, I could at least have some fun with her, but you..."

After another thirty years of training, I might be able to get serious with you.

Yanqing narrowed her eyes, assumed a fighting stance, and stopped talking.

Yu Chen looked at the angry little swordsman and felt amused.