Sect Clan Chronicles

07

"....how...can you use instruments as weapons?" Cheong Myeong asked as he looked over to Sizhui and Zizhen.

The two looked at each other and then at Cheong Myeong. "...um..by playing the instrument?" Sizhui said ever so simply making Cheong Myeong sigh. "No I meant to say is....how? And that Zither you have...it's acting like a sword and then the flute is I don't know how to explain....."

"It's mainly our Qi and Cultivation Techniques. Just like Mount Hua Sect's own technique; Plum Blossom Sword Style. Us too have our very own technique, we're not actually quite sure if we're able to teach it to others from outside tho." Zizhen explained as he stood up and stretched.

Cheong Myeong nodded in understanding before Wen Ning stepped in to talk.

"Let's all take some rest, we will continue training tomorrow."

Jin Ling, Jingyi, Sizhui, and Zizhen stood up making Cheong Myeong follow as well as the four bowed to Wen Ning. "Thank you for tonight's observation Elder Wen!"

".....I'm curious.... what's that sword that your Uncle pointed at me? The one that was blazing with black smoke?" Cheong Myeong asked staring at Sizhui who was with everyone at the dining hall eating breakfast. Jingyi and Jin ling we're both still groggy while stuffing their faces making some mess which made Zizhen sigh and eventually clean the mess and their faces.

"It's my baba's sword....well....was...his sword." Sizhui simply stated.

"Was? He doesn't use it anymore?"

"More like can't use it anymore. It's just something that happened in the past."

Cheong Myeong nodded. "Last night....you can use your Zither as weapon, can you still use your sword?"

"We still can. I mostly use my sword in fighting than my Zither, I use the latter for Requiem."
Sizhui said as he finished eating turning to Cheong Myeong with full attention. "Requiem? What for?" "For dead people.....just... it's a thing going on at our place you'll see it when you get there."

Everything was going off smoothly for the morning everyone was training under Cheong Myeong. Wen Ning paid attention to the torturous regimen the divine dragon was putting on them.

Meanwhile Ouyang Zizhen took upon himself to join in and train with the other Mount Hua Disciples, running up and down Huashan Mountain with big ass boulders on their back, he was simply passing by the others as he ran up and down multiple times, after that they were all training sword styles with wooden swords. Cheong Myeong examined every single one of them, the one that exceeds in his eyes the most is Zizhen.

'he has great posture and the way he holds his sword it's as if he had went to war.....maybe they have at their place? Whoever this guy's teacher is sure is one of a kind.' Cheong Myeong thought smirking to himself sending shivers down to the disciples as they think he might be planning something.

"ALRIGHT YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING MAGGOTS! THE ZHONGNAN SECT IS COMING IN AN HOUR! LET'S NOT CAUSE TROUBLE! WHEN THEY ARRIVE WE'LL START PACKING OUR STUFF AND FOLLOW THE SENIOR BROTHERS LF THE INVITING SECTS." He exclaimed making his senior brothers and Yoo Iseol sweat drop knowing well that he's the one causing too much trouble and always asking others for a fight.

Upon resting time Jin Ling and Lan Jingyi decided to have a match.

"Zizhen! Spot us!" Jin Ling said as he glared at Jingyi who was smirking at him smugly. "Does this have a bet on? Or no?" Zizhen asked walking close to them as the referee.

"No bets just plain fighting." Jingyi said looking down at Jin Ling. Cheong Myeong who usually hates arrogant people kind of likes Jingyi cause the way he displays his arrogance is in a teasing way and carefree just like him.