[MXTX] Three Times the Love

Chapter 7 - His Shizun and the Love Rival

"A meeting?"

Wei Wuxian lifted his head from polishing his flute. He sent a discernible glance to Shen Qingqiu, who fanned himself with his fan. "Yes," Shen Qingqiu hid behind his fan, "There's a meeting hosted by the Sect Master of Cang Qiong Mountain; Yue Qingyuan. He decided to invite HanGuang-Jun, Xie-xiong, Hua Chengzhu, and you as guests."

Setting aside his flute back in his waistband, Wei Wuxian asked, "How come we're invited?"

Shen Qingqiu scratched his cheek with a finger lightly. "Sect Master wanted to know your backgrounds. He was also interested in exchanging pointers."

"Pointers about what?" Wei Wuxian questioned.

"Cultivation." Shen Qingqiu answered.

Wei Wuxian revealed a sneaky smile. "Dual cultivation?"

Alarmed, Shen Qingqiu had almost dropped his fan. "No! Sword cultivation and martial arts." He quickly regained his composure and sighed. "Wei-xiong, I really worry for you. What if you make Yue Qingyuan mad with that shameless attitude of yours..."

"Then there's only me to blame." Wei Wuxian blatantly spoke.

Shen Qingqiu stiffened, "Then I'll rely on you to tell everyone else about the meeting. The meeting is hosted in Qiong Ding Peak. Ask around if you get lost."

Wei Wuxian laughed relaxedly. "No problem."

*****

"Are we lost?" Surrounded by a forest of trees and outstanding greenery, Xie Lian couldn't help but feel dizzy at the amount of insight he had to take in. By his side, Hua Cheng gently held him to help him stand. A worried look was revealed on his face.

"Of course not!" Wei Wuxian laughed. However, his incomprehensible expression was more than enough to speak for the situation.

Lan Zhan wore a stern expression as he pursed his lips. He didn't say a thing.

"But..." Wei Wuxian calculated, "Shen-xiong told me that it's just around this corner." They crossed a pathway, and ran into another dead end. "But seriously," The Yiling Patriarch was about to lose his mind, "Why would they build a place in such an obstructive area! How in the world do they keep in mind of the directions!?!"

Xie Lian patted his shoulder, while sighing. "Luo-xiong and Shen-xiong probably have already arrived. And yet, we're late. I'm afraid that we'll be singled out."

Listening to him, Wei Wuxian sighed as well.

They turned another corner, then stood still. The wind blew, tousling the leaves back and forth. Silence perturbed in the area, allowing the two couples to have a better feel of the setting. Abruptly, their footsteps came to a stop.

The two couples shared a look. They were able to sense something was wrong.

Wei Wuxian mouthed a few words with his lips. It worded out "five".

Immediately, the cultivators found themselves paying attention to their surroundings. Even though there was wind, the bamboo shots didn't waver at all. It only made the place seem remarkably strange. The cultivators thinned their eyes, and found time slowing down.

Then, the wind brushed upon their heads.

Without saying another word, the cultivators split up. Surprise rose in the air as a sword cut through the bamboo shots, and planted itself within the dirt. If Shen Qingqiu was there, he would've recognized that sword as the Cheng Luan sword. Its blade was known for cutting apart thousands of enemies, and had a glimmer on its handle.