Her whole body was burning hot, as if washed by water, dripping wet, and they were no exception. Fortunately, they had accomplished one thing.
Qingyao's high fever soon subsided, and the baby in her belly was also stabilized. There was no serious harm. They were very happy that Wuqing had finally relented. However, since they separated that morning, they still could not see his figure.
Qingyao could not help but feel disappointed and kept guessing. Could Wuqing have changed his mind? The thought of this possibility made her curse him as a scoundrel in her heart more than once. However, she eventually learned from Mingyue that Wuqing and Qingfeng had left the valley.
He had actually left the valley without even saying goodbye.
Qingyao was angry for a few days, and finally recovered.
However, Mingyue was not well, because Gongzi had left him in the valley to accompany these women, which prevented him from going out to play. He felt extremely depressed.
Why did he always have to do such things? This time, it was the most outrageous, actually serving women.
Qingyao and the others lived in the valley, eating well, sleeping well, and having no infighting. Their lives were extraordinarily comfortable, and they even gained some weight. Their complexions were rosy and lustrous, making them even more beautiful.
A month later, Wuqing returned.
Upon his return, he instructed Qingfeng to summon the three of them to the main hall. The face, as handsome as that of an immortal, remained expressionless, and he spoke lightly.
"I said I wouldn't take disciples, but since you wish to learn and have entered Wuqing Valley, we are fated to meet. I will each teach you one martial art."
Mu Qingyao, Mo Chou, and Mo You exchanged glances, and their hearts rejoiced.
As they were about to kneel, Wuqing, who was sitting in the main hall, raised his hand. The three of them felt a powerful internal force surge out, lifting their bodies and rendering them unable to move.
"Thank you, Gongzi Wuqing."
The three of them could only express their gratitude verbally. Wuqing did not say much more to them. After these days, they knew Wuqing's personality; he disliked talking and had a cold disposition.
As he moved his body, Qingfeng immediately pushed his wheelchair out of the main hall. They walked along the corridor to the right, all the way to the very end wall.
That place looked like all stone bricks, with no gaps. However, Wuqing placed his hands in a crossed position and pressed a few times. With a rumbling sound, a half-stone door appeared. The stone door was half open. Qingfeng pushed Wuqing inside, and they saw a hidden world within the stone door, with a long, sloping path leading downwards.
Underground, there was a treasure vault. On tall cast-iron shelves, various weapons and martial arts secrets were displayed.
Mu Qingyao, Mo Chou, and Mo You's pupils dilated with excitement, their breathing becoming difficult. Their eyes darted left and right, and finally, they could not resist running over, letting out a cheer.
"Good heavens, what a large treasure vault! So many weapons and martial arts secrets."
Wuqing's cold, enchanting voice rang out, "Each of you can choose one. With just one, you can become a top master in the martial world."
Mo Chou and Mo You's eyes blazed with excitement. They had already rushed forward, looking from front to back and back to front. Both the weapons and the martial arts secrets were irresistible, and each one looked so good that it was difficult to choose.
In contrast, Mu Qingyao was much calmer.
She moved forward step by step, and suddenly a pair of bright, silver-glowing bracelets caught her attention. The bracelets were round, carved with intricate patterns. How could such a decorative item become a weapon?
Qingyao picked them up and looked at them from all angles. She liked them more and more. These silver bracelets were insidious. At most, people would think they were mere jewelry. Who would have thought they were weapons? But what was their use?
Holding the silver bracelets, Mu Qingyao smiled playfully at the three people opposite her. "What is the use of these?"
"These are hidden weapons, killing without a trace." As Wuqing's voice fell, the Sky Silk in his hand flew out, gently hooking the silver bracelets in Mu Qingyao's hand, and the bracelets fell into his.
He flicked his wrist, and the silver bracelets flew out, transforming into the shape of a lotus flower. The petals were silver blades, whistling through the air with immense power. With a bang, they embedded themselves into the hard, iron-like stone behind him.
This display made Mu Qingyao's heart flutter. What a powerful hidden weapon! It easily penetrated the stone. If that were a person's head, it would be easier than slicing vegetables. A smile flashed across her face. Others only thought they were silver bracelets, but who knew they were deadly hidden weapons?
Seeing her satisfaction, Wuqing exerted his force, controlling it from a distance. The hidden weapons returned to his hand in the blink of an eye. With a gentle toss, they fell back into Mu Qingyao's hand.
Mu Qingyao put them on her wrists, and they became a beautiful and delicate piece of jewelry. Meanwhile, Mingyue had already taken a secret manual for practicing hidden weapons from the rack and handed it over.
"Study well, and you will surely become a master of hidden weapons."
"Mm," Qingyao nodded. At this time, Mo Chou and Mo You had also each chosen a martial arts secret. One was the Nine Sects of Swordsmanship, and the other was a Mind Method Secret.
Wuqing looked at them and slowly instructed Mingyue and Qingfeng behind him, "For the next period, you two will demonstrate."
"Yes, Gongzi," the two replied. Without further ado, since everyone had made their choices, Wuqing was leading them to leave. Unexpectedly, Mu Qingyao found another secret manual from somewhere.
Qin Mo, it was actually a musical score. For some reason, as soon as she saw this musical score, she fell in love with it. Was it because of the ethereal aura of the person who played the zither, or did she simply love playing the zither from the bottom of her heart?
"I want to learn this too."
As soon as she spoke, Qingfeng and Mingyue's expressions turned grim. They knew this woman would not be easily dissuaded.
Before Gongzi could speak, Mingyue preempted him. "No, you've already chosen a hidden weapon, and you still want to learn Qin Mo. Moreover, Qin Mo is not something anyone can learn. Apart from Gongzi, we haven't learned it yet!"
Mingyue was furious, his face gloomy. However, to be honest, he didn't want to learn Qin Mo at all, because it required immense patience, and patience was precisely what he lacked.
But whether he learned it or not was one thing, and for someone else to learn it was another.
Qin Mo was the most overbearing martial art in the world, a skill with extremely strong destructive power. Gongzi rarely used this martial art.
Unexpectedly, this woman had sharp eyes to spot it and looked determined to have it. Even the usually composed Qingfeng was displeased.
"No, you've chosen one item, and you're only allowed to learn one."
"I want to learn two, otherwise it won't be enough," Qingyao's attitude was very firm. Her clear eyes did not look at Qingfeng or Mingyue, but fixed on Wuqing, her stubborn expression allowing no room for negotiation.
Wuqing sighed inwardly. For some reason, whenever she put on this expression, the matter was as good as settled. Even if he disagreed, this woman would definitely linger in the treasure vault and refuse to leave.