I Stepped on a Bug, and the System Says I Slayed a Dragon?-Chapter 123: If I could also take the Sword God as my master, wouldn’t I be able to get revenge?

Chapter 123: Chapter 123: If I could also take the Sword God as my master, wouldn’t I be able to get revenge?

"So that’s what was going on!"

In the private room, Li Qinghe had an epiphany. She recalled the recent events at the library and realized everything finally made sense!

No wonder that guy Qin was always slacking off.

And yet he still possessed terrifying skill in arrays.

No wonder I never saw him practice his swordsmanship, yet he possessed strength far beyond Zixuan’s.

So that guy Qin was actually...

The Sword God’s first disciple!

’This is absolutely mind-blowing!’

At the thought, Li Qinghe’s heart pounded wildly. Her hands began to tremble with excitement now that she knew the truth, and she quickly chugged the iced coffee on the table to calm her nerves.

"Sister Qinghe, please, don’t just say whatever you want or spread this around."

Seeing her cousin’s excitement, Li Zixuan couldn’t help but shake her head and sigh. "If this gets out, there will be serious trouble. It wouldn’t be good for you, and it wouldn’t be good for me."

Li Zixuan wasn’t surprised that she had figured it out.

After all, while Jianghai City wasn’t exactly small, it wasn’t enormous either. There were really only a handful of top-tier masters around.

With a little bit of deduction, anyone could pick up on the subtle clues.

And given that Li Qinghe was already so quick-witted, it was only a matter of time before she put the pieces together.

’If only I could become the Sword God’s disciple, too.’

In the private room, Li Qinghe sighed. With a look of longing, she pulled her phone from her pocket, opened an online forum, and tapped into a fan group dedicated to the Jianghai Sword God.

The Sword God’s fame had spread far and wide across the internet, his name dominating trending topics and headlines.

The founding of Innovative Sword Valley, the Thousand-Mile Flying Sword, a Clone defeating a Sword Saint...

As a native of Jianghai, Li Qinghe was, of course, well aware of his exploits. She had even joined a fan discussion group.

All in the hopes of one day meeting her idol in person.

If she managed to become his disciple, her future accomplishments would be limitless!

’And judging by Qin Yang’s ridiculous proficiency with arrays, the Sword God’s own skills must be extraordinary.’

Li Qinghe recalled the way Qin Yang had dismantled the array. Her eyes lit up as a bold idea suddenly struck her.

’If...’

’If I become the Sword God’s disciple, couldn’t I pursue the Great Dao of Arrays without having to rely on the Ten Thousand Array Map?’

’Then all my family’s shackles would disappear into thin air! I could just strike out on my own, free as a bird!’

At this thought, Li Qinghe’s spirits soared. She leaned across the table, grabbed Li Zixuan by the shoulders, and shook her, shouting excitedly,

"Zixuan, tell me! Where is the Sword God right now?"

"I have to see him! Please!"

"..."

Li Zixuan, dizzy from the shaking, stood up and held up her hands. "I don’t know where Master is, Sister Qinghe. Look at my earlobe."

She pinched her earlobe to show her. "See? It’s not turning red. I’m not lying."

Seeing this, Li Qinghe slumped back into her seat, dejected. "Then did he tell you anything else? Like who to find when he’s not around?"

’Becoming the Sword God’s disciple is my only hope of getting away from Qin Yang right now.’

’If I become a disciple directly, I’ll be Qin Yang’s junior sister. At least that would raise my standing, right?’

’Having to call Zixuan ’Martial Aunt’ would be way too embarrassing!’

"Well..."

Li Zixuan hesitated for a moment. "Master is a free spirit. He doesn’t really stay around me, and I haven’t seen him in a long time."

She shook her head. "For now, Master wants me to learn from Senior Brother Qin. To follow him closely and focus on my cultivation."

"Learn from that guy Qin?"

Li Qinghe’s mood instantly soured. She flopped onto the table. "What’s there to learn from him? How to sleep all day?"

"Hey, you don’t get it, Sister Qinghe! It’s called attaining enlightenment! You can find enlightenment in a simple bowl of rice and a ladle of water!"

Li Zixuan retorted, recalling what Qin Yang had said last time and agreeing wholeheartedly. "Senior Brother’s actions are profound and inscrutable. Ordinary people can’t possibly understand them!"

"..."

Li Qinghe was speechless. She just stared at her cousin’s sparkling, adoring eyes.

’This silly girl...’

’She’s been completely taken in by Qin Yang.’

’She’s fallen for it hook, line, and sinker!’

Li Qinghe sighed. "Then Qin Yang must know where the Sword God went, right?"

"Umm..."

Li Zixuan hesitated. "I’m not sure about that... Senior Brother Qin never mentioned it to me."

"Alright, I get it."

Li Qinghe pushed herself up from the table and gazed out the window. "Looks like I have to go back to the library after all."

’I had already planned my escape, but now I get this bombshell from Zixuan.’

’Now all the clues point to Qin Yang.’

’No matter what, I have to go back to the library and pry some information out of him!’

...

...

「Time passed.」

As the sun set, the streets were dotted with figures.

At the entrance of the Jianghai Library, several teams of armed personnel from the Star Martial Police Bureau stood guard, holding fully loaded shotguns. They were waiting for the building to empty out.

"Alright, is that everyone?"

The Steward stood before the revolving doors, ushering the employees out one by one. "That’s all for today," he reminded each of them. "You’re getting off early, which means you’ll have to come in early tomorrow."

"Yes, sir."

The employees passing by the entrance nodded and filed out in a line.

Qin Yang strolled out of the library, holding Xiaobai and twirling his work ID in his hand, then headed straight for home.

It was still early.

With the library closed early, the personnel from the Star Martial Police Bureau who remained inside could conduct another thorough search.

Of course, none of this had much to do with a veteran slacker like him.

After returning home from the library, Qin Yang turned on the TV, flopped onto his soft sofa, and started sipping a soda to unwind.

「In the kitchen.」

Xiaobai had tied on an apron and, with its tail perked up, began to cook with practiced skill.

Outside, the setting sun looked like molten gold, casting long silhouettes.

Amidst the clatter of pots and pans, the mundane tranquility of daily life, and the murmur of the television, Qin Yang leaned back on the sofa, closed his eyes, and began to perceive his Law Fragments.

「In the Enlightenment Space.」

The three Law Fragments hovered and interacted, creating a mystical reaction.

One, of grass and wood, radiated an endless stream of Life Force. Another, of crackling thunder, pulsed with an undercurrent of terrifying destructive power.

Life and destruction. The two Law Fragments should have repelled and consumed one another, but under the neutralizing effect of the Array Core, they achieved a delicate balance.

’Not bad, not bad at all.’

Qin Yang was quite satisfied. He sat cross-legged on the sofa, carefully contemplating the Law Fragments.

Gradually, time slipped by.

Qin Yang’s breathing became soft and slow. His every exhale was like a gentle spring breeze, yet it was accompanied by a low, rumbling peal of thunder.

At the same time, high above the apartment complex, the sky filled with fiery sunset clouds. A dark thunder rumbled as a misty rain began to fall, causing buds to sprout and new spring grass to grow in the green spaces between the buildings.

Qin Yang sat in the center of his room, seemingly one with the world itself.

His breath became the rain; his voice, the thunder.

"Ah, it’s raining! Master!"

The air in the apartment grew damp. Xiaobai happily put down its spatula, scurried out to the balcony to bring in the laundry, and went about its day in the gentle passage of time.