I Love Destroying Worlds' Plot [BL]

820 14.96 Last Violet Star – (Past) Natal Weapons

Lessons and training had already started. The visiting disciples from different sects and clans had attended the same class as the Lan Zhuayun Sect’s regular disciples. The 500 regulations of the Lan Zhuayun Sect must be memorized by all new and visiting disciples and before Elder Yun Xiayu, they had to repeat each one individually. One may only be deemed to have successfully finished their exchange study in the Lan Zhuayun Sect if the regulations have been committed to memory.

Few people have finished this assignment, according to the Alliance exchange study records in Lan Zhuayun Sect. Lu Yi, who had finished his lessons in manners and etiquette in just two weeks, is one of them. This was the shortest record the alliance had recorded. That is until Bai Wuan had memorized all of the book’s contents as well as the sect regulations of the Lan Zhuayan Sect.

The Second Young Lord of the Yun Clan was known throughout the Lan Zhuayun Sect to have the greatest library. It included a variety of areas, including general knowledge, geography, skills, and understanding of alchemy, formation, array building, and other things. Bai Wuan memorized everything in this place in just three days.

Bai Wuan sought permission from the Lan Zhuayun Sect elders to stay in Yun Xiajie’s courtyard until his siblings finished their studies and he achieved his purpose after completing his lessons. Ever since he finished his studies, he has resided in Yun Xiajie’s courtyard. It appears that he intends to live here with Yun Xiajie since he cleans, cooks, and grows herbs as if he owns this place as well.

Bai Wuan didn’t forget to torment his husband during the days he spent in the courtyard. As usual, Yun Xiajie usually ignored him but had no heart to ask him to leave. They had become accustomed to each other’s company, and Yun Xiajie would occasionally linger at the library or engage in combat with Bai Wuan and even had meals together.

Another day of spontaneous activity between Bai Wuan and Yun Xiajie in front of the home.

They used various sword-handling styles. Metal crashing noises could be heard nearby.

When Bai Wuan suddenly noticed his amnesiac husband stopping, they were both enjoying this form of training.

“What’s wrong? Are you tired, A’Xia?” asked Bai Wuan worriedly.

.....

Yun Xiajie does not make any facial expressions as he simply stares at Bai Wuan.

“... Your main weapon isn’t a sword. Why aren’t you using it?” he asked.

A bit caught off guard, Bai Wuan blinked his eyes in reverie as he stared at Yun Xiajie as if he was hearing things.

Tilting his head in confusion, Bai Wuan asked, “Pardon?”

“You don’t use the sword as the main weapon, and it’s not even a secondary weapon because you are more skilled with string weapons than with swords,” explained Yun Xiajie. “The sword isn’t your main weapon. The way you hold your hilt, the way you slash the blade, the weight shifting of your weapon as well as the balance of your body.”

Bai Wuan had never before heard his husband’s vessel speak for this long. Usually, he would speak in a few sentences. His lips occasionally barely produce a few words. However, although Bai Wuan grasps what Yun Xiajie is attempting to say, his main weapon is ineffective in the mortal realm since no one knows how to utilize it.

“It is true that the sword isn’t a weapon for me. It’s short and I can’t even twirl it,” says Bai Wuan with a smile. “However, I cannot show my main weapon to others since its shape is something that isn’t suitable in this realm.”

“Realm? What are you talking about?” asked Yun Xiajie with a slight confusion on his face.

Bai Wuan emerged in his line of sight, made one stride, then abruptly vanished. This playful person

was smiling as Yun Xiajie entered the predicament, but he was unable to avoid him since he could feel a blade hanging on his nape. His head would certainly fly off as he took a step back. Though, he also had the impression that the weapon at the back would not harm him.

The strongest disciple of Bai Lengshui Sect avoids using his primary weapon because, as Yun Xiajie has now realized, doing so would cause strange looks from bystanders. In the mortal realm, where people only employ standard weapons like swords, arrows, spears, and so on, this is a weapon that has never been used before.

“You can’t indeed use this. Where did you get this death scythe?” asked Yun Xiajie as he reached out and borrowed the weapon from Bai Wuan.

The death scythe in his palm had a tint resembling that of blood, and Yun Xiajie experienced an odd sensation as if he could also handle it and that it is a weapon with life in it.

Bai Wuan answered Yun Xiajie, “It is my natal weapon. Something I was born with.”

“You’re natal weapon? Then... how come I can touch it? I thought no one is supposed to be able to use a natal weapon unless it was your own?” said Yun Xiajie.

Bai Wuan asked, “You also have your own natal weapon, right? A pure black sword.”

“How did you know?” asked Yun Xiajie as he looked at Bai Wuan with a guarded expression.

Bai Wuan activated his heavenly eyes and looked at Yun Xiajie while unsummoning the death scythe he was holding. Yun Xiajie felt as though everything was being seen through those sets of silver eyes that were glowing with a golden radiance.

Stunned, Yun Xiajie says, “Heavenly Eyes? You are born with it?”

“Hm! That’s why I see most people can’t. That’s why I know that you are also born with your natal weapon yet at the same time never wield it like mine. I also know the reason why you don’t,” said Bai Wuan.

The atmosphere around Yun Xiajie abruptly shifted. Although it was no longer cordial and was instead oppressive and overbearing, Bai Wuan was completely unaffected. The disparity between their soul tenacity is too great. However, if Yun Xiajie himself were present instead of a portion of his soul, things would be different.

Bai Wuan was regarded as if he were a complete stranger by Yun Xiajie, who thereafter adopted a chilly demeanor. Their conversation becomes a bit chilly as it continues.

“Who are you to me, to see through my soul? Stop peeping! Don’t you know how unpleasant it is to be seen through!”

When he realized what he had just said, he was shocked. Yun Xiajie quickly scans the area to see how Bai Wuan will respond. As usual, Bai Wuan was smiling and acting as if nothing had occurred.

But unlike before, Yun Xiajie now perceives a boundary separating him from Bai Wuan’s position. He was unable to grasp or account for the distance. Bai Wuan spoke as if the two of them had not just had a fight.

“I didn’t mean anything with my remarks. I simply want to inform you that your natal sword is something born with you. It would only injure those whom you wanted to damage and would defend those you wanted to preserve. Don’t be scared of your strength,” said Bai Wuan, adding, “However, don’t you consider it unjust that I let you handle my natal weapon while you refused to let me view yours?”

Yun Xiajie pondered for some time. After screaming at Bai Wuan earlier, he has felt enough remorse in his heart, and he really regrets what he had said. He called forth his God Slaying Sword and was ready to give it to Bai Wuan when he held back at the last moment.

After all, there have already been instances in which people other than him have handled his natal sword and it has spiraled out of control. He seldom uses this black sword in battle and instead only utilizes his spare sword because his elder brother, father, and uncle had all suffered at the hands of his own natal blade. Bai Wuan grabbed the black sword from its owner before Yun Xiajie could even respond upon observing the doubt on his face.

“Wait!”

He was unable to speak due to the sight in front of him. The oppressive sword that almost killed his older brother was so submissive in front of Bai Wuan. Even the attempt to win his favor is present.

“How... How can it be so tamed towards you?” asked Yun Xiajie in disbelief.

Bai Wuan just played around with the sword until it was completely satisfied.

“Sorry... I can’t let you play with Juedi for now, your father can’t even recognize Papa. Go back, for now, Shenyuan,” whispered Bai Wuan to Yun Xiajie’s natal sword.

His husband’s soul fragments can all call forth their natal sword, Shenyuan. Only this soul fragment, however, had been able to call it forth without any restrictions.

Bai Wuan mumbled, “Is it because this soul is not a fragment but his soul core?”

The second young master of the Yun Clan was still in disbelief at the way his Natal sword treated Bai Wuan. Therefore, even after the latter returned his sword, he was unsure of how to respond.

“I return Shenyuan to you. A’Xia, don’t be afraid of this child. He is born to protect you after all. As for why your family is unable to touch it, there is a reason for that. But I supposed you wouldn’t understand it for now,” said Bai Wuan as he noticed the arrival of one of the subordinates that served him.

Yun Xiajie accepted his sword and said, “You even know his name. Juedi is also a good name.”

Of course! The sudden arrival of the subordinate was also observed by Yun Xiajie, who ignored him in the end. He is aware that the majority of Bai Wuan’s subordinates are Bai Lengshui Sect adherents and would return to the sect’s service if something were to happen to Bai Wuan. They are essentially merely spectators and optional extras for Bai Wuan.

“Jing’er... How come you don’t have anyone to serve you as your people?” remarked Yun Xiajie. “You also held a prominent position in the Bai Lengshui Sect.

“A’Xia, people who can serve don’t exist in this realm. These guys are trained by me to become useful for Qiqi when he becomes the Sect Master in the future. Moreover, I won’t always stay with my family; if I get married someday, I plan to live with my chosen other half,” said Bai Wuan while giving Yun Xiajie a deep look.

For some time, the two kept their gazes locked on one other, acting as though they were the only two people in the world. In the end, Bai Wuan was the one to divert his gaze first.

Bai Wuan says, “I shall go off for a mission in a bit. Let’s meet each other when I’m finished with my mission.” He left with his subordinate after bidding his goodbye.

Being left behind, Yun Xiajie briefly considered stopping him, but ultimately refrained. He still remembers shouting at Bai Wuan before. Instead, he focused on the Natal Sword he was holding.

“Shenyuan, for some reason I feel that you like Jing’er very much. Can your father ask you why?”

A childish male voice was heard coming from the black sword.

[Hmp! I’m not telling. I saw my father shouting at him just now. Now Juedi wouldn’t play with me at all.]

The sword spirit inside the God Slaying sword spoke. Its name was Shenyuan which also meant a sword born in the abyss.

[Shenyuan would never harm Papa. It was Papa who made Shenyuan so strong and took care of me while father is... Bzzzt]

Argghhh!

A mysterious force cut off Shenyuan’s access to Yun Xiajie. It caused their talk to end suddenly, and Yun Xiajie experienced severe headaches as a result. He struggled to contain the almost constant discomfort and was on the verge of screaming, but he restrained himself by gritting his teeth. Blood stroll down his seven orifices. He saw a picture of his older self staring at him coldly as though he were deeply disappointed in himself and just before closing his eyes he heard a voice talking in his head saying,

‘It is by going down into the abyss that we recover the treasures of life. Where you stumble, there lies your treasure.’

The fluctuations of his qi were felt by everyone in the sect. His elder brother, Yun Huaxia arrived at his peak in panic when he felt his disarrayed aura and witnessed his younger brother fainting.

“Xiao Jie!!!”

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