Novels by Serpihan Salju

Qing Yuan thought better of it. He looked back at his mother with a look full of questions. "Yes, mom." "Ah Yuan, listen to mother. Because currently your true identity cannot be revealed, mother advises you not to use the knowledge from the book in public. Be it double sword moves, or other knowledge." There was pleading in Qing Fuyu's tone and there was also sadness in her eyes. "Here's hoping, you don't bring that pair of Red Star Stone Swords with you for now. I'm worried that someone will recognize those weapons." 'Actually, who I am and what my background is, it's no longer important. But since mother still doesn't seem to want to tell me, I can only do what she says,' thought Qing Yuan and then nodded his head. "I know, Mother. I will bring other weapons and I will also only use the knowledge of the Dark Valley Sect or the Flower Rain Sect." However, Qing Yuan naturally knew the current situation. "Then you take this to protect yourself." qing Fuyu took out a silvery wh

Qing Yuan looked helplessly at all the dishes with his Adam's apple rising and falling. 'Mum's cooking is always delicious, and I don't want to miss it. but... I also have to leave immediately so I don't run out of tickets for the auction tomorrow night. If we don't hurry, we won't have another chance.' "Ah Yuan, please call Ah Se here. Mom has made his favorite black pepper mushroom chicken soup." qing Fuyu opened the lid of a large ceramic bowl with a floral motif, containing black pepper mushroom chicken soup. Qing Yuan felt like he was floating when he smelled the fragrance from the soup bowl. 'Wow, what a luxurious and fresh aroma!' The aroma of black pepper and garlic from the hot soup immediately spread, filling the room and wafting to the tip of Qing Yuan's nose. "All of these dishes look so delicious!" Qing Yuan then took a wooden spoon shaped like a duck's beak, and scooped hot soup from a ceramic bowl. The young man blew several times to dispel the smoke, then d

"Appropriate!" Yang Se raised his thumb. “Are you interested in looking there?” Yang Se got up from his seat, put his left hand behind his waist, and took a small walk in a relaxed manner in front of Qing Yuan. "Rice Ball, I heard that tomorrow night there will be an auction of heirlooms and various kinds of antiques there," Yang Se whispered with a slightly serious expression. His eyes were even slightly rounded with an unspeakable brilliance. “And I think this is quite interesting to follow. I intend to come, are you interested in coming with me to have a look there?” "An auction event for heirlooms and antiques?" Qing Yuan suddenly remembered that his two swords required spirits to support and increase their power. "This seems interesting." "So, are you interested?" Yang Se brought his face a little closer to Qing Yuan's face. Hearing Yang Se's question, Qing Yuan thought, 'T

"There are important news stories and others that don't matter at all." Yang Se felt he had an opening to reply to Qing Yuan. "Which news do you want me to convey first?" "What's not important," Qing Yuan said without any expression on his face. Yang Se grabbed the ceramic teapot and poured its contents into a cup. "Second Miss Shen reportedly disappeared the night of the banquet held by the Guo Family and many people were mobilized to search in exchange for a sizable gift from Master Shen." "Oh." qing Yuan naturally didn't feel surprised hearing that. "Completely unimportant and uninteresting news." "Alright. It's really insignificant, but isn't this also a good opportunity to deal with the Shen Family?" Yang Se had an idea in his head. "If you manage to find that lady and deliver her to the Shen Family, wouldn't that be another way to achieve your goal of eliminating them to atone for your failure?" Qing Yuan shook his head. "I have other arrangements for this." "Now I ask

"What do you think it's for?" Qing Yuan replied casually as he lifted the tea cup, inhaling the fragrance of his favorite hot rose tea. "Of course for fun and to expand my toy collection." The young man dressed all in light blue glanced slightly. "You strange human with strange habits!" Qing Yuan then took a sip of hot tea, put the cup back down and grabbed the Eight-Petal Flower cake made by Qing Fuyu, his mother. He bit into the soft and sweet cake leisurely, full of enjoyment. "And again, these items are not made from rubber wood sap, but are actually human faces that I deliberately skinned directly from the bones." "You're ... surprised, aren't you?" Qing Yuan turned his head casually, his face was happy. PRANG! The body of the young man dressed all in light blue jumped so violently that the bowl of porridge he was holding fell and broke into pieces. Luckily there was no more porridge left in it. "Skin! Human facial skin?" Se choked with his mouth open and his eyes wide. T

'But with my current cultivation level, it might still be difficult to defeat him.' Qing Yuan thought about this even with his eyes closed and body weak.'It seems like I have to look for something to quickly increase my level of knowledge. The agreement the night of the blood moon eclipse atop the peak of Mount Que could not have been simple. Moreover, I have seen for myself Yu Shan and Shen Ming's abilities at that time. I can't possibly defeat him just by relying on my current martial arts skills.''Maybe the boy can help.' Qing Yuan thought of someone.While at the Thousand Flower Pavilion, Qing Yuan received special treatment until her condition improved. He didn't immediately go back to the Forest of a Thousand Nights, but instead wanted to do something that might be useful for him later.*****A few days later. At the Thousand Flower Pavilion.A ray of golden yellow sunlight penetrated through the leaves, penetrating into

"Idiot!" While cursing, Hua Lin landed a slap as swift as a flying arrow, hitting Hua Feng's temple squarely. "Aaah!" Hua Feng screamed so loudly that a few people turned to look at him. Hua Lin didn't care about the gazes of those around them. He continued scolding Hua Feng. "Of course it's not a talisman, it's something to ward off the danger of starvation!" 'Why did I have to meet someone as stupid as him?' Hua Lin felt unlucky in this regard. Hua Feng had no chance to dodge. The slap wasn’t that hard, but it was strong enough to make his body stagger sideways, nearly losing his balance. 'Ward off the danger of starvation? Isn't that just food?' Hua Feng began to understand what his senior meant. Hua Feng rubbed his temple, which had grown a little warm. He groaned in annoyance. "Young Master, you're torturing me again!" "Young Master is always like this. I was just asking a question, but instead, Young Master oppressed me." Hua Feng’s expression turned sad, his lips poutin

"Then I’ll push him to agree!" Mu Lei suddenly declared firmly. Mu Lei was an outsider who had once been saved by Hua Yan during the bloody tragedy of the Mu Tribe five years ago, when a rebellion broke out between the "dirty clothes" and "clean clothes" factions within the tribe, nearly costing him his life to be beheaded. However, it seemed the gods had sent Hua Yan just when his life was hanging by a thread. He narrowly escaped death at the sword of Mu Yan, the Mu Tribe’s traitor, all thanks to Hua Yan’s help. Since that day, he vowed to dedicate his life to repaying the man who had saved him. Even though Hua Yan had long since freed him and never brought it up again, Mu Lei stubbornly insisted on serving as Hua Yan’s guardian, as well as his family’s. "Very well. We’ll see," said Elder Hua Lei this time. Everyone could only hope that Hua Yan wouldn’t mind the security preparations they had made this time. Meanwhile, over at Hua Lin’s courtyard, the young man looked extremely

Hua Yan and Jing Yue stopped their activity, exchanging complex glances tinged with slight disappointment. Both of them steadied their breathing and tried to calm themselves. “Mother, don’t you want to say something to me before I leave?” Jing Ling’s voice startled both his parents. “That naughty boy again!” Hua Yan was slightly annoyed by the shout from behind the door. He let out a small huff, then reluctantly released his embrace. Jing Yue only gave a faint smile at the disappointment on her husband's face, then replied, “Just a moment, Ah Ling. I’m preparing everything your father needs.” Outside the door, Jing Ling furrowed his brows with a slight question in his heart. What exactly were his parents doing in there on a hot midday like this? However, he didn’t want to think too deeply about it. In the end, the young man said, “Alright, Mother. I’m sorry if I disturbed you and Father. I’ll wait outside!” “Very well,” replied Jing Yue from inside the room. Jing Ling’s footste

Hua Lin busied himself loading dried food and snacks into his bag. The sweet aroma of honey and the sharp tang of spices filled his nose, bringing a comforting sensation amid the chaos of preparation. He added one more bottle of honey before pausing, eyeing the bulging pouch. “Ah, this might be too heavy,” Hua Lin thought as he scratched his head. There was a sense of reluctance in reducing even a few items. His eyes kept drifting toward the pile of his favorite snacks, making it hard to part with any of them. But… what if they laugh at me later? he murmured inwardly, before finally lifting the entire load with a satisfied smile. But if I cut down my supplies, I’d regret it. Hua Lin scratched his head again despite it not itching. What now? What if they make fun of me? Ah, whatever. What’s the point of worrying about that? Better safe than sorry, Hua Lin thought as he hoisted his belongings. Besides, we’ll be riding in a carriage. What’s there to worry about? Alright then. Won’t

Meanwhile, Jing Ling began preparing everything needed for supplies during the journey. One of his caretakers was also involved in the flurry of activity. In the corner of the room, Su Ruo, Jing Ling’s loyal caretaker, was folding clothes with utmost care. Her delicate fingers trembled slightly, as if each piece of fabric carried a weight of emotion. “Young Master.” Su Ruo’s voice sounded hoarse, with a bitterness she could not conceal. “This time, you’ll be going to a place that is unfamiliar and far away. Auntie hopes you’ll be careful and not reckless.” “Hmm.” Jing Ling only responded with a soft grunt while wrapping his new spear in a red cloth. He glanced at Su Ruo with an indifferent look. Su Ruo continued in a softer tone, almost a whisper, “You must also follow Master’s advice. Don’t trouble him during the journey.” With a calm demeanor, Jing Ling replied, “Auntie Ruo, don’t worry. I’m grown up and I know what I have to do.” Su Ruo sighed and returned to her task. “Aunti

Her eyes, blurring Jing Yunxi’s vision. She could only wipe them away silently in a voiceless cry. Her tears fell and shattered like her hope to meet Hua Fei, the one she adored. ‘This sorrow feels like an endless nightmare in the dark of night. This longing is more bitter than bile. Yet the wall between us is so strong and arrogant.’ Jing Yunxi wept quietly in her heart as she walked under the cruel gaze of Jing Yue behind her back. Meanwhile, behind another wall, Hua Fei stood tall like a frozen statue. There was a trace of disappointment on his handsome face, along with helplessness. In the end, he could only lower his head in sadness. Beside Hua Fei, a man in a blue robe gently patted his shoulder. “There are things more important than a woman, and you must be able to choose between them.” “Ah Fei understands, Uncle.” Hua Fei gave a faint, bitter smile. “Prepare to leave,” Hua Yan said as he walked away. “Yes, Uncle.” Hua Fei responded with a respectful bow even though his u