darknovel Chapter 45 The Changes in My Sister-in-Law: Undercurrents
Chapter 45 The Changes in My Sister-in-Law: Undercurrents
Chapter 45, a high-energy chapter, reveals changes in the sister-in-law and undercurrents. Read now!
Qian Si's enthusiastic and excited shout of "Welcome back, Master!" resounded like a thunderclap in the quiet street.
The people who had been watching curiously suddenly changed their expressions upon hearing the word "master." They all looked as if they had seen a ghost, lowered their heads, and scattered in all directions as quickly as possible, as if looking at them for even a moment would bring about their deaths.
The black-clad guards at the mansion gate, who had been so imposing, were terrified when they saw their boss prostrate himself before the carriage.
They dared not hesitate any longer, and "thump! thump!" they all knelt down!
In an instant, a large group of people knelt down in front of the huge Yang mansion, creating a silent yet eerie scene.
Inside the carriage, Lianxing stared at the exaggerated scene outside the window, her mouth agape in astonishment.
"Young Master Yang...you...you are the master of Qixia Town?"
She stammered, her eyes filled with disbelief.
She had always thought that Yang Qian was just a down-on-his-luck young man who had obtained the inheritance of a peerless divine skill by chance, but she never expected that he would have such absolute power of life and death in such an inconspicuous small town!
Looking at the awe and fear those people showed him from the depths of their souls, how could he be a gang leader?
This guy is clearly a local tyrant!
Even the usually aloof and indifferent Yaoyue showed a hint of surprise in her usually calm and serene phoenix eyes.
She misjudged him; this man seemed to have more secrets than she had imagined.
Yang Qian frowned slightly as he watched Qian Si's exaggerated performance outside the window. He didn't like this kind of ostentation, but he also knew that Qian Si was doing this to establish his authority and to demonstrate his absolute loyalty to him and everyone else.
Get up.
Yang Qian spoke softly, his voice not loud, but it clearly reached the ears of everyone outside.
"Yes, Master!"
Qian Si felt as if he had been granted a pardon and quickly got up from the ground.
He walked respectfully to the carriage and personally lifted the curtain.
"Master, you must be tired from your journey. Hot water and food have been prepared in the manor."
Yang Qian ignored him and got off the carriage.
After a month apart, Qian Si looked even more capable than before, his eyes were colder and more composed, and the aura of a superior he exuded had grown stronger. It seemed that he had managed Qixia Town quite well in the past month.
"Where is my sister-in-law?"
Yang Qian asked the question that concerned him most.
"Reporting to Master!"
Qian Si quickly bowed and replied, "Madam...she has been waiting for you at the manor. But..."
A strange expression appeared on Qian Si's face.
"Just what?"
Yang Qian's heart tightened suddenly.
"Madam... for the past month, besides eating and sleeping, she has been practicing swordsmanship alone in the courtyard."
Qian Si said cautiously.
Practicing swordsmanship?
Yang Qian was stunned.
Isn't my sister-in-law practicing Changchun Gong?
Why are you practicing swordsmanship again?
Where did she learn her swordsmanship?
Filled with doubt, Yang Qian ignored Qian Si and strode quickly toward the backyard.
Lianxing and Yaoyue exchanged a glance and followed.
They were also very curious about what kind of woman Yang Qian's sister-in-law was.
……
In the backyard garden, a stunningly beautiful figure dressed in a plain white martial arts uniform was dancing gracefully.
She held an ordinary-looking longsword made of blue steel in her hand. The sword light flashed, and her sword movements were light and graceful, as if she were not practicing swordsmanship, but performing a beautiful dance.
Every move and every stance is filled with an indescribable charm and beauty.
Although her swordsmanship seemed somewhat clumsy and her internal strength was not profound, her focused gaze and the way she persistently practiced again and again gave people a strange sense of awe.
She is none other than Qin Shuyu!
During this month, besides practicing the "Evergreen Skill," she was also frantically practicing a sword technique that she herself didn't know where she had learned it from.
That sword technique seemed to be etched into her soul from birth; the moment she first picked up the sword, those intricate moves naturally appeared in her mind.
She didn't know the name of this sword technique; all she knew was that with each practice, her longing for her uncle and her resentment at her own weakness grew stronger.
She wants to become stronger!
She desperately wanted to become stronger!
She no longer wanted to be that burden who could only hide behind her uncle and tremble in fear!
"Whoosh!"
Qin Shuyu flicked her wrist, and a sharp sword light instantly pierced towards the osmanthus tree in front of her!
"Pfft!"
With a soft sound, a tiny, bottomless sword hole instantly appeared on the osmanthus tree trunk, which was thicker than an arm!
The sword energy is now capable of leaving the body and injuring people!
On the osmanthus tree trunk, which was thicker than an arm, a tiny, bottomless sword hole appeared instantly!
The sword energy is now capable of leaving the body and injuring people!
This means that her cultivation has already entered... the Acquired Realm!
Just one month!
From a weak woman who couldn't even kill a chicken, she leaped to become a martial artist at the Acquired Realm!
If word of this cultivation speed were to spread, it would be enough to shake the entire martial arts world!
"Excellent swordsmanship!"
Just then, a clear, cool voice filled with admiration came from the courtyard gate.
Qin Shuyu was startled and quickly sheathed her sword and turned around to look.
She noticed that three people were already standing at the gate, and the one in the lead was a familiar figure she had been longing for day and night.
"Uncle... Uncle?!"
The moment Qin Shuyu saw Yang Qian, the long sword in her hand clattered to the ground.
Her beautiful eyes instantly filled with tears.
She thought she was dreaming and rubbed her eyes hard.
That's right! It really is my uncle! He's back!
"Wow--!"
All the longing, worry, and grievances that had been building up for a month suddenly erupted like a flood breaking through a dam!
Qin Shuyu could no longer control herself and ran towards Yang Qian!
Then she plunged headlong into the warm embrace she had longed for countless days and nights.
"Uncle...you're finally back...I thought...I thought you didn't want me anymore..."
She buried her face in Yang Qian's chest and cried loudly, like a child who had suffered a great injustice.
"Silly sister-in-law..."
Yang Qian held the treasure he had lost and found tightly in his arms, and his eyes were a little teary.
He could feel his sister-in-law's body trembling violently with excitement, smell the familiar faint fragrance in her hair, and sense the weak yet exceptionally pure internal energy of the "Eternal Spring Skill" within her body.
His heart was filled with endless heartache and self-blame.
"I'm sorry, sister-in-law, I made you worry."
He gently patted her back and softly comforted her.
Not far away, Yaoyue and Lianxing watched the uncle and sister-in-law embracing tightly, their faces showing completely different complex expressions.
Lianxing's eyes were filled with envy and a hint of inexplicable disappointment.
Looking at the stunningly beautiful woman crying her eyes out in Yang Qian's arms, she admitted to feeling a pang of jealousy.
It turns out that this man's gentle gaze wasn't the same for everyone.
Yaoyue's eyes, however, were filled with scrutiny and a hint of coldness that she herself was unaware of.
Looking at Qin Shuyu's stunningly beautiful face, which was in no way inferior to her own, and feeling the same Changchun Gong internal energy within her that shared the same origin as her, she felt a strange sense of irritation and hostility rising within her for some reason.
Especially when she saw Yang Qian's gentle, almost tender eyes, her irritation and hostility intensified.
"snort."
Inviting the Moon gave a cold snort.
"Is this your reason for insisting on coming back?"
Her voice wasn't loud, but it was like a bucket of ice water, instantly extinguishing the warm atmosphere.