Chapter 14 Bailu PV (2)
"Eh, Lielei, why are you angry?"
Jiuyue was reading the chat group with great relish when she felt a murderous aura beside her. Turning her head, she saw that it was actually Ao Lie.
Lielei stared at Bailu on the firmament, his voice sounding like it was laden with ice shards.
"That accessory on Bailu's tail is not just any ornament, but something that restricts her power."
Jiuyue widened her eyes.
"Ah? How do you know?"
Speaking with Jiuyue, Lielei's tone softened quite a bit: "Perhaps because we are both of the dragon race, I sensed it inexplicably."
Upon hearing this, Jiuyue was very puzzled: "Then why suppress little Bailu's power? Isn't she just a child?"
"I don't know." Lielei spread his hands.
There was very little he could sense; he didn't know if his father and the others had sensed more.
However, precisely because of this sensing, he was even more convinced that that world was not a game.
"Who could have done this?" Xiaotian said snortingly, "Restricting someone else's power is just so detestable."
"Maybe it's some bad deed done by some stubborn old fogey," Jiuyue said.
Even if she didn't know who did it, she already disliked the other party.
After all, little Bailu was so cute.
"So Bailu is also a healer." Chopper's eyes lit up.
"It would be great if we could learn and exchange medical skills with each other."
"Don't worry, Chopper, I've already decided to invite her aboard to play." Luffy patted Chopper on the shoulder.
Originally, he wanted a dragon as a crewmate, but he already had a doctor.
"Really?" Chopper looked at Luffy in pleasant surprise.
Luffy flashed a grin stretching from ear to ear: "Really."
"We don't even know where the person is." Nami shook her head.
Luffy really acted on whatever crossed his mind, but their captain was just like that; otherwise, he wouldn't be Luffy.
It was best to just get used to it.
"Master, is she playing with her tail by herself because she's bored?" Xiaohei looked up at Wuxian, "I also always play with Heixiu."
"Perhaps." Wuxian said uncertainly.
After all, this video only showcased some aspects of Bailu and was not comprehensive, so he couldn't make a judgment either.
"Then can I play with her?" Xiaohei asked expectantly.
Wuxian fell silent for a few seconds, petting Xiaohei's head: "When you meet her, you can try inviting her to play together."
Xiaohei nodded eagerly: "Mn!"
Seeing Xiaohei's fluffy appearance, Luye's lips curved upward by a few pixels.
She knew why Master had taken in a closed-door disciple.
"Little Bailu is so cute," Benizakura said with a smile, "If she could come here, even if she didn't work and just served as a mascot, I'd still be full of energy."
"Having such healing skills and being a mascot is far too much of a waste," Wen Qimo said.
Lin Qiye listened quietly to their chat, pondering in his heart whether he could use the psychiatric hospital to draw a healing ability from other patients.
Being able to heal himself was far better than overly relying on teammates.
After all, if due to some accident teammates weren't around and without healing abilities he sustained heavy injuries, that would be terrible.
An Qingyu stared intently at Bailu with blazing eyes.
Such a creature different from humans—he really wanted to dissect it and see if its internal structure was the same as a human's!
And what about the previous vixen, was her physiological structure different from her fox state?
An Qingyu suddenly knitted his brows and looked at his own hands.
It seemed something inside his body was sprouting.
"A dragon maiden is truly great," Gintoki collapsed limply in his chair, "She would definitely win the grand prize if she entered a breath-holding competition."
"She'd probably just be banned from competing," Shinpachi retorted, "Even if she weren't banned, nobody would be foolish enough to compete with her. Besides, Bailu-chan wouldn't be so bored as to run off and join that kind of competition. Bailu-chan doesn't look like she's short on money either; she wouldn't lack integrity like Gin-san."
Gintoki curled his lips.
His grand moneymaking scheme of cosplaying General Jing Yuan and giving autographs had failed.
Those people actually said he didn't look like General Jing Yuan!
Such a terrible lack of vision.
As for A-Gin here, I have consecutively won first place as the most handsome man in Kabukicho for many years!
"When was there ever a ranking like that?" Shinpachi pushed up his glasses with a blank look.
"If the Demon Slayer Corps also had a healer like this, casualties would surely be drastically reduced," Kagaya Ubuyashiki sighed.
But very quickly, he adjusted his mindset.
Although the Demon Slayer Corps didn't have a healer who could cure injuries with a wave of their hand, Shinobu Kocho's medical skills were not bad either.
Thanks to those children, the number of people who survived in the Demon Slayer Corps had increased.
"I rely on reverse cursed technique for healing." Shoko Ieiri, eating a lollipop provided courtesy of Gojo Satoru, pondered the principles behind Bailu's healing.
Is it a superpower or some other method?
"It's so great, little Bailu has such a wonderful healing ability," Kumoko sighed while weaving a web to make a trap, "It would be great if I could have a healing ability. An ability to regenerate severed limbs would be even better. Otherwise, every time I'm missing an arm or a leg, I have to wait until I level up and evolve to regenerate."
Kumoko rolled her eyes and chuckled slyly.
Anyway, she still had room for growth and would continue to evolve.
Maybe she could evolve a self-healing ability later on?
"Very good, very good, keep moving in this direction, Kumoko!"
Kumoko was full of drive.
"This Bailu's identity shouldn't be simple," Wang Ye looked at Zhang Chulan and Zhuge Qing by his side.
"Indeed. Judging from her attire, clothing patterns, ornaments, and so on, they are exquisite and luxurious. Coupled with the title of 'Dragon Lady Bearing Medicine' and the way those looking for her address her, it's clear that her status in the Alchemy Commission, or rather the entire Luofu, is extremely high," Zhuge Qing said.
"Could it be that little Bailu is the boss of the dragon race over there?" Zhang Chulan said casually.
Xu San smiled: "That would be a terrible outcome. A young sovereign causes doubt in the state; a weak ruler and strong ministers—it's hard to say who holds the highest authority among the dragons."
"Better not," Zhang Chulan waved his hand in refusal, "Don't bully our sweet and soft little Bailu."
"That accessory on Bailu's tail is probably not anything good."
Toru Amuro said as he looked at Conan eating in front of him.
Because of the firmament, Kogoro Mouri simply told Xiaolan not to cook, and the whole group came to Poirot Cafe to eat.
Toru Amuro had originally received a message from the Organization requiring codename members to gather and was planning to leave, but seeing Conan and the others arrive, he stopped again.
Anyway, going to the gathering was also for the firmament, not anything else, so a temporary delay didn't matter.
Discussing with Conan might turn out better than discussing with those "colleagues."
"Mn," Conan acknowledged, "Bailu looks like she's playing, but she's actually trying to take off that thing. It's just that the position of the accessory is very tricky, making it impossible for her to take it off herself."
Something that required someone else's help to remove must have been put on her by someone else as well.
What on earth was it for?
Power? Or to restrict Bailu?
It seemed Bailu's situation wasn't looking good either.
Even if Bailu was of the dragon race, she was still a child after all; Conan really couldn't figure out the reasons those people had for restricting her.
"It seems that whether humans or other races, internal scheming is always inevitable," Toru Amuro sighed.
"There's a saying over at Zhonghuajia that goes quite well," Conan raised his eyes to look at Toru Amuro, "Wherever there are people, there is jianghu."
Toru Amuro paused for a moment and smiled: "Mn. That is indeed the case."
Sonoko on the side saw this and muttered softly to Xiaolan: "Mr. Amuro really gets along well with that little brat. Every day they whisper behind our backs; I have no idea what there is to talk about with a little brat."
"Mr. Amuro is just very popular with children," Xiaolan didn't think much of it.
Toru Amuro, who overheard this: "..."
He shook his head slightly.
There was no help for it; who made Conan so clever?
The most important thing was that Conan seemed to be hiding secrets.
Human curiosity was such a miraculous existence, constantly compelling people to chase after answers; even though he bore other responsibilities, he couldn't help wanting to find out the truth.After the canopy went dark, it did not react until the next morning, and the light curtain chat group appeared synchronously.
Through everyone's chatting, they learned that their originally different times had synchronized during the time the canopy was unresponsive.
Previously, it was daytime for some, nighttime for others, and evening for still others.
Now the time was synchronized, all in the daytime, and the time was more or less around 10 o'clock.
Because of the canopy's reaction again, the minds of some people who were studying or working all flew to the canopy.
Schools were fine; knowing that everyone had no heart for studying, they allowed students to watch the canopy.
Office workers had it rough, being driven to keep working.
[Luofu.]
"The cultivation of swordsmanship is not only a matter of retreating if one does not advance, but also requires striving for daily improvement."
On the vermilion bridge, Yanqing's figure appeared.
He appeared in various places, holding a long sword and gesturing with it.
"Sparring more is what matters."
"Young Master Yanqing is entirely right."
People in The Youngster World highly agreed with Yanqing's words.
"No matter how good a weapon is, it will rust if left unused, and no matter how formidable swordsmanship is, it will fall into disuse if not practiced."
"Indeed. If you do not advance, you retreat. That is so well said."
"Practice, refinement, and sparring are all indispensable parts of growing one's sword skills."
"Sparring even more so. Merely training behind closed doors will only quietly erode one's spirit."
"That's right. As youths, we should take on the pugilistic world in high spirits!"
"We should be just like Lei Wujie of the Lei family, pressing ever forward."
Thinking of the recently rising Lei Wujie, countless youths felt envious while their hearts filled with a longing to wander the pugilistic world and make a name for themselves everywhere.
If not for their elders holding them back, they would really have wanted to go venture into the pugilistic world right now.
["So..."]
Yanqing admired his long sword as a bird perched upon it.
Yanqing swung the long sword and looked toward the camera.
"If Teacher has some free time today, why not exchange a few pointers with me?"
The camera pulled back, and a group of soldiers appeared.
Then, a pattern symbolizing ice appeared.
Yanqing's self-introduction popped up.
Yanqing, Cloud Knights Lieutenant of [Luofu].
Facing multiple enemies, Yanqing was calm and composed, directing several long swords to launch attacks.
"No matter what kind of opponent it is, as long as I clash with them, I will surely be able to refine my sword skills."
While Yanqing fought in high spirits, General Jing Yuan behind him was teasing a sparrow.
"As the saying goes, with a strong opponent before one, do not hesitate to offer guidance."
Several long swords, like Yanqing's own Fingers, were smoothly directed by him to strike the enemies.
"Swords like dancing swallows."
All the long swords were covered with a layer of frost.
"A fine opponent, to be able to withstand so many of my moves."
"Myriad Swords! Descend from the Heavens!"
Yanqing waved his arms, and the long swords danced along with them, revolving around him like nimble swallows. He could even fly on a sword, and subsequently carried numerous flying swords to strike the enemy.
Yanqing wore a high-spirited smile on his face, along with the sharp vigor of a youth.
"Then today's practice ends here."
Yanqing said indifferently.
He looked at the long swords flying around him: "Precious sword, return to its scabbard."]
"Holy crap! Legendary sword flight?" Lu Mingfei widened his eyes. "Little brother Yanqing is amazing. Coach, I want to learn too!"
Even knowing he was a good-for-nothing, Lu Mingfei's dream of the pugilistic world was stirred up upon seeing sword flight.
When watching xianxia dramas in the past, who hadn't imagined what they would look like flying on a sword?
"Oh? Although Yanqing is young, his sword seems to have seen blood. Interesting." Caesar's tone was lazy, a smile on his face, but his eyes were full of fighting spirit.
He looked at Chu Zihang, who was separated from him by Lu Mingfei and Finger.
"Want to go out and spar?"
Seeing such a genius in swordsmanship, his hands were itching too.
Chu Zihang lifted his gaze indifferently: "Don't lose too quickly."
"I'll return those words to you." The two stared at each other, seemingly surrounded by invisible blades and swords.
Lu Mingfei and Finger, caught between the two of them, trembled under the pressure.
When the two walked away, Lu Mingfei and Finger looked at each other and breathed a sigh of relief.
Zhang Chulan crossed his hands and feigned profundity: "Old Wang, Old Qing, do you believe it?"
Wang Ye & Zhuge Qing: "?"
"Little brother Yanqing is definitely going to take a big tumble in the future."
"How so?" Wang Ye became interested.
"You can tell at a glance." Zhang Chulan said smugly, "Little brother Yanqing has transcendent swordsmanship at such a young age, so he must be an unadulterated genius. If such a genius doesn't encounter some setbacks, it will be hard for him to truly grow up. You must know, there is always someone better, and a heaven beyond the heavens."
Zhang Chulan paused: "However, I believe that even if little brother Yanqing encounters setbacks and experiences a brief slump, he will definitely be able to overcome them and shine even brighter."
"You think highly of him?" Zhuge Qing was somewhat surprised.
Zhang Chulan smiled, his gaze staring at the canopy quite complexly.
"It's just a wish hoping that a genius won't fall."
Hearing this, the two were somewhat surprised, thinking to themselves that Zhang Chulan was probably not as bad as he appeared.
Is there something wrong with this Luofu?
Lin Qiye didn't participate in everyone's discussion about Yanqing, but instead looked at the scenery around Yanqing.
Even from just the tip of the iceberg that was Luofu, it could be seen that Luofu was not entirely composed of ancient-style architecture. Those occasionally flashing light paths seemed to demonstrate the existence of some kind of high technology.
If Luofu really was just a ship, having high technology wouldn't be surprising either.
After all, it could travel through space, and the city could even be so prosperous, so technology probably wouldn't be too bad.
However...
"Is Yanqing's sword flight high technology or sword flying techniques?"
After all, Lin Qiye was also a youth, and he still yearned quite a bit for sword flying techniques.
"Yanqing and General Jing Yuan have a close relationship." September had sharp eyes and spotted General Jing Yuan standing in the corner, glancing at Lielei by the way.
At this time, Lielei had already pulled himself out of his emotions and returned to his usual appearance.
"Isn't Yanqing some sort of Cloud Knights Lieutenant?" Xingtian said. "General Jing Yuan has the aura of a grand general at a glance; presumably Yanqing is a soldier under his command."
"Even if he's a Cloud Knights Lieutenant, he's not some high-ranking official. How could he possibly get his leader to come inspect him?" Shiyilie chimed in.
He felt it was boring watching the video alone at home, so he ran over to September's workplace to join everyone.
September curled her lips: "What do you know? Yanqing is a genius. Can he be the same as ordinary Cloud Knights Lieutenants?"
"I actually think the two of them might be master and apprentice."
September looked at Xiaoyu, using her eyes to signal Xiaoyu to explain.
Xiaoyu smiled and said: "I guessed."
"You actually guessed?" September slumped onto the desk in frustration.
"To be able to control so many flying swords, this child is no simple matter." Elder Jiu looked at Yanqing with appreciation.
"Hmph, just so-so." Chinian still equally harbored hostility towards humans.
Xiaohei looked at the canopy with sparkling eyes, wondering in its heart whether it too could control multiple flying swords like Yanqing.
It was a Metal-type divine spirit, after all.