This Sword Cultivator is Somewhat Dependable

Li Qiubai finished speaking, and Lu Qingshan was momentarily lost for words.

His heart was a mixture of emotions; the Sword Immortal was extremely powerful and domineering, this level of talent made arrogance natural. Moreover, Li Qiubai's arrogance wasn't deliberate, it was naturally expressed.

Yet, regardless of the reason, he still felt somewhat like "a hunter being hit by a bird" in a bizarre twist of fate.

"Are they your disciples?" Li Qiubai skipped this topic, glancing at Lin Chuyi and Lin Shiwu, his expression filled with interest.

Lu Qingshan was stunned, then nodded, saying, "Yes."

Li Qiubai raised his eyelids, chuckling, "You lucked out, where did you find two young disciples with innate spiritual light embedded in their bones?

If taught seriously, achieving Xia Daoyun's level wouldn't be easy, but it's highly possible for them to become Great Sword Cultivators."

Lu Qingshan was shocked.

Innate spiritual light embedded in their bones?

This means that the heavenly branch within Chuyi and Shiwu's bones should contain a Secret Technique related to the Sword Dao.

No wonder when they first held a sword, they immediately developed some Sword Intent.

Turns out they were born with Sword Bones.

His cultivation was low, only able to discern the presence of spiritual bones, not the Secret Technique within them, while Li Qiubai saw through it at a glance.

Meanwhile, Li Qiubai, with kind eyes, lowered his head and gently asked the sisters, "Do you like wielding swords?"

"Yes." The sisters responded without hesitation, not understanding the situation, but answering without doubt.

Having seen and heard so much, their master was the person they admired most, and the sword was their closest and favorite weapon.

The Sword Immortal asked again, "Two little girls, would you like to learn some real skills from me?"

Lu Qingshan was moved deeply; unexpectedly, sister Lin Chuyi immediately shook her head resolutely, without hesitation, "Thank you, Uncle, but my sister and I already have a master."

According to their beliefs, since they have a master, they should learn things from their master.

"I am probably much stronger than your master."

"So what?" Lin Shiwu asked innocently, not as a rebellious retort, but as a sincere, naïve inquiry.

Indeed, she didn't understand the connection.

Li Qiubai couldn't help but laugh heartily, "Interesting, interesting, you two little girls truly have the essence of Sword Cultivators."

Countless people in Chang'an City, all the way to Tai'an City, would not be exaggerating to wish for him to teach them a thing or two, but today, he was rejected by two children who hadn't even started cultivating.

He rubbed his chin, finding the situation more amusing, but chose not to say more, wandered around the ship twice with his hands behind his back before returning to the cabin.

After Li Qiubai left, Lu Qingshan looked at the sisters and asked, "Why did you refuse?"

"Because our master is you, Master." Lin Chuyi replied as if it were obvious, puzzled why Lu Qingshan was asking.

"Do you not want to be his disciples?"

Both shook their heads, eyes wide, "How could that be?"

"He is the Sword Immortal; compared to him, I am far inferior. You would learn much more from him." Lu Qingshan explained patiently.

"But Master is very strong too," Lin Chuyi blinked rapidly, "We are still young, we can't understand such advanced things."

"Right now, you think I am strong because you do not understand the differences among Sword Cultivators," Lu Qingshan slowly said: "Li senior has reached the pinnacle of the Sword Dao, he is a Sword Immortal.

Becoming his disciples is something all Sword Cultivators envy. Should you become his disciples and receive his guidance, your advancement in the Sword Dao would be unparalleled.

Given his current admiration for you, and his willingness to teach you a few moves, refusal is not wise."

Lin Chuyi looked distressed and said nothing.

"What, you still don't understand?" Seeing their expressions, Lu Qingshan asked again.

"Master, we understand everything you said." Lin Chuyi lifted her head and looked at Lu Qingshan.

"But in our hearts, the person we most admire has always been Master, no one else."

In her childish voice, she said, "Master is still young yet already this strong; if you were as old as Uncle Li, who knows who would be stronger!"

Lin Chuyi couldn't help but speak up for Lu Qingshan.

"Being your honorary disciples makes both my sister and me extremely happy, happier than ever before," younger sister Lin Shiwu chimed, gleefully saying: "Even if it's as Master said, a Sword Immortal, we wouldn't feel this happiness with another master."

"Happiness....." Lu Qingshan's eyes flashed, he remained silent for a moment before he ruffled the sisters' hair gently, his smile tender, "As long as it makes you happy."

The spiritual light in children is always so clear and bright.

The sisters' little heads apparently couldn't fathom too many things, but as long as they knew Master was still Master, it was enough.

Relieved, Lin Chuyi beamed, thought for a moment, then looked up at Lu Qingshan again, "Master, do you know who, besides you, we admire the most?"

Lu Qingshan shook his head, but thought inwardly it should be Li Qiubai.

Who wouldn't stand in awe of the Sword Immortal's skill that parts rivers and shatters armor with a single strike?

Lin Chuyi's eyes sparkled, embarrassingly, she said, "It's Master's master, our grandmaster; Uncle Li is the third."