Was it you that night?-Chapter 100 - 98 Fondness Without Self-Awareness

Chapter 100: Chapter 98: Fondness Without Self-Awareness

Chapter 100 -98: Fondness Without Self-Awareness

“Nan Sheng will become a sword cultivator, and the spiritual weapon she chose from the Spiritual Weapon Vault was a Thousand Shadows Divine Sword. Later, Nan Sheng wielded the Thousand Shadows Sword across the Three Realms and was hailed as the Thousand Shadows Fairy,” Shen Qinghe certainly remembered Nan Sheng’s sword, but she held little interest in the Divine Shadow Sword.

There are many spiritual and magic artifacts, but the best ones are those that suit the individual.

“You’re not interested in the Thousand Shadows Divine Sword?” Shen Zhiyao immediately noticed Shen Qinghe’s lack of enthusiasm.

If it were her, she’d want to snatch any good thing that Nan Sheng had.

“Not particularly. Whenever I think about having the Thousand Shadows Sword in my possession and becoming known by the title ‘Thousand Shadows’, it just feels odd. I don’t want to walk the same path as Nan Sheng, let alone become her. Anyway, I will visit the Spiritual Weapon Vault tomorrow and decide based on the situation,” Shen Qinghe said, gripping the spiritual key tightly, “Elder sister needn’t worry, I’ll seize the opportunity that belongs to me.”

In her view, all the spiritual artifacts in the Spiritual Treasure Repository were good; it all came down to which magic artifact she was fated to have.

Seeing that her sister had everything under control brought some peace to Shen Zhiyao’s mind, but she still couldn’t help adding, “Even if Mr. Wuya is wonderful, he’s like the moon reflected in the clouds or a flower in the water, visible but unattainable. I’ll find you a better man in the future, so don’t ever fixate on Mr. Wuya.”

Under no circumstances should she fall in love with Dongfang Wuya; no matter how great he was, she couldn’t allow herself to love him.

“When have I ever fancied Mr. Wuya?” Shen Qinghe responded irritably.

She wasn’t foolish enough to fall for the male lead.

Shen Zhiyao’s eyes held a complexity as she looked at her younger sister. Before meeting Dongfang Wuya, her sister had seemed heartbroken, and she worried that Qinghe might have fallen for Dongfang Wuya without realizing it.

That wouldn’t do; she had to find a way to shift Qinghe’s infatuation with Dongfang Wuya, or perhaps marry her off as soon as possible to avoid unnecessary complications.

With Elder Shen in a coma, he was unreliable, so as her elder sister, she naturally had to protect Qinghe.

The worst part was that Qinghe was surrounded by too many main male characters, and even Yan Changsheng, who adored Nan Sheng the most, had now begun orbiting around Qinghe. She sensed this was not a good sign.

“Enough of that. It’s getting late; let’s rest,” Shen Zhiyao said, draping an arm over Qinghe’s shoulder and speaking with deep affection, “No male lead is a good choice to entrust your life to, remember that.”

Shen Qinghe couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time, “Are you worried I’ll fall for one of the male leads?”

“I’m just giving you a heads-up,” Shen Zhiyao looked at her sister’s pretty little face.

Tsk tsk, who wouldn’t like her with such beauty?

Even as a woman, she liked her.

Now, she thought Qinghe’s great beauty was not entirely a blessing, but fortunately, Qinghe was promising. If she cultivates well, her path to becoming an immortal will be smooth, and she won’t have to worry about being a ‘beauty that brings disaster’.

That night, Shen Zhiyao hardly slept, tossing and turning, planning what kind of man to find for Qinghe.

Shen Qinghe herself was a little agitated and couldn’t sleep either.

She eventually got up, examined the gift box, and scrutinized the congratulatory gift Dongfang Wuya had prepared for her, the more she looked, the heavier her heart grew.

When someone treats her too well, she feels pressured, as if only through diligent cultivation could she repay this act of kindness.

After much consideration, she recalled the Beast Egg that Dongfang Wuya had given her and took it out from her Qiankun Bag to hold in her embrace.

Now that she had advanced in level, might she have a chance to hatch it?

She knew that the hatching of a Spirit Beast also depended on destiny, and she wondered when she would have her own Spirit Beast.

She looked at the beast egg for a while, pondering what exactly it was. From the day she got the egg, it had been quiet, almost like an inanimate object.

“When will you finally come out?” Shen Qinghe kissed the beast egg before snuggling with it to sleep.

After she fell asleep, the beast egg, which had been quiet, rolled out of her arms and went back to pretend to be dead in the Qiankun Bag.

The next day, as soon as Shen Qinghe woke up, she immediately looked for the beast egg. When she saw that it was safely in the Qiankun Bag, she doubted whether she had actually slept with it the night before.

“Qinghe, hurry up, don’t let Nan Sheng take all the good spiritual weapons,” Shen Zhiyao rushed in impatiently.

Shen Qinghe mentioned the incident with the beast egg, to which Shen Zhiyao irritably said, “The beast egg is in your hands, it can’t escape your grasp. Spiritual weapons are different, they’re much more important than a beast egg!”

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The beast egg in the Qiankun Bag heard this and felt very disgruntled. Once it transformed, it would let this ignorant human know how ludicrously wrong she was!

When Shen Zhiyao led Shen Qinghe to the Spiritual Weapon Vault, it just so happened that Xiao Chen was also bringing Nan Sheng there.

Everyone knew that Xiao Chen was to marry Nan Sheng the next day, and everyone also knew that yesterday was a good day for Shen Qinghe’s Core Formation.

Aside from Dongfang Wuya not appearing, neither had Xiao Chen nor Nan Sheng shown their faces. Now that they had bumped into each other, Shen Qinghe was gracefully composed, but Shen Zhiyao looked as green with envy as if she had encountered a foe.

Before she could even react, Nan Sheng took the initiative and said, “Qinghe, I’ve heard you successfully formed your core yesterday, congratulations.”

Shen Qinghe’s face was glowing radiantly, and her birthmark on her forehead made her look like the Mysterious Lady of the Nine Heavens descending to earth, exceptionally ethereal in beauty.

Nan Sheng thought vaguely that if it wasn’t for Shen Qinghe taking away the Snow Bone Grass, Shen Qinghe wouldn’t have made a breakthrough so quickly, nor would she have become so beautiful.

On the other hand, Shen Qinghe felt that Nan Sheng truly was worthy of being the female protagonist; even though they had already had a falling out, she could still plaster over the troubles and schmooze up to her. Shen Qinghe replied with a feigned smile, “You’re too kind!”

Nan Sheng showed a bittersweet smile and said to herself, “I was unfair to you in the secret realm, and I have been punished. Please be magnanimous and don’t lower yourself to my level.”

Shen Qinghe responded insincerely, “Sure.”

Having said that, she was the first to enter the Spiritual Weapon Vault.

Watching Shen Qinghe’s retreating figure, Nan Sheng concealed the melancholy in her eyes, “If I were Qinghe, I wouldn’t easily forgive me either. Brother Xiao, I’m going in first.”

Xiao Chen tousled her hair, “Don’t overthink, just focus on your cultivation from now on. You have the spiritual key from Master Tian Yan; you’re bound to get a fine spiritual weapon, which will help you cultivate well.”

Nan Sheng smiled weakly, bearing an air of delicate charm.

Xiao Chen had noticed that Nan Sheng had become even more beautiful than before and no longer tried to seduce him as aggressively as before. Now, she appeared proud and self-possessed, which honestly made her even more attractive than she used to be.

But at the sight of Shen Qinghe a moment ago, his heart clenched, and that feeling of losing control swept through him once again.

Yesterday, everyone talked about how dreamlike Shen Qinghe’s beauty was, and he thought it was an exaggeration. But today, seeing Shen Qinghe, his gaze was glued to her face, feeling her features were right at the point of his aesthetic preference, no matter how he looked at her, she was just beautiful.

However, having decided to marry Nan Sheng, Shen Qinghe had nothing to do with him anymore; he just needed to be wholeheartedly devoted to Nan Sheng.

After seeing Nan Sheng enter the Spiritual Weapon Vault, he planned to wait there for her to come out, but as he turned around, he found that Yan Changsheng was standing not far away, daydreaming in the direction of the Spiritual Weapon Vault.

“Worried about Shengsheng?” Xiao Chen walked over to Yan Changsheng and asked.