Cannon fodder in a classic cultivation story

6. A broken array?

Su Jing sighed. Maybe she was worrying too much.

The soup was warm and delicious, and the dumplings were tender, with a soft texture that satisfied her hunger. Her body seemed to absorb the spiritual Qi well.

Of course, it didn't significantly affect cultivation, but Su Jing felt satisfied with this, too. She at least had now the energy to run around if she wanted.

Continuing to eat, her gaze went down to the busy street. Countless people were strolling around, carrying intricate swords. The sun made them shine beautifully as if it had imprinted an extraordinary power.

A stunning female cultivator, in tune with her flowing lavender robes, had such a splendid weapon. She had a slim, tall figure, and her hair was gorgeous enough to be held with high-quality jade pins. She stood not far from the restaurant, close enough for Su Jing to hear her from the upper floor.

"Is Elder Brother Wu thinking of dining in this restaurant?" Her voice was serene, like a fairy's. She gazed lovingly at the male cultivator beside her, holding his arm in adoration.

Regarding him, Su Jing found him not too far in looks either, as his attire had a green colour that complemented her clothes well. It looked even more expensive, if Su Jing could say since the material used seemed imbued in spiritual Qi. It was clearly a cloth used for defence.

Attached to his belt was a longer sword than the girl's. He was going to nod at her, but suddenly, Su Jing was surprised to see another character getting in between those two.

It was a woman. She wore a deep green and black combination, enough to gravely contrast the pale colours the others wore. Her hair was shorter, and the upper part was kept in two tiny buns.

"Older Brother!" she called, her voice aggrieved, "You don't even know how much I have searched for you. Why weren't you responding to my calling talismans? It got me really worried!"

Her lower lip trembled, giving the other woman fast and hateful side glances.

"Little Wan, "the man called her name, turning towards her. The girl immediately went closer and delicately pulled his sleeve to ensure the man's attention remained on her.

"You know you promised me we would hunt spiritual beasts together, right? Did you forget that, brother? I wanted to show you how much I improved my sword skills!"

The other woman frowned as she saw her, looking visibly annoyed. She nearly went to respond to her, but the man lifted his hand, signalling her to stop.

"Of course, I didn't. How could I?" The swordsman caressed Wan's face with his fingers, placing messy hair behind her ear." But little sister Wan might have to wait for that. We can hunt anytime, but a good meal is a rare pleasure, wouldn't you agree?"

The girl pouted. "Then elder brother needs to keep his word. You rarely get free time from our sect, so it would be a shame to miss that."

Oh, so they were sect disciples. Su Jing could only imagine they were part of one that put the accent on sword masters since they all seemed to hold swords. Su Jing watched them enter, curiously caught in this love triangle that just happened. A handsome man who appeared to be the love project of two cultivator women, yet he was hot-cold to both of them.

This smelled like an important male character, but she couldn't recognise him yet. He was too far away. She tried to lean over the window to see him better. Still, unfortunately for her, he had already entered with the two girls, disappearing from her range.

"Did something happen outside?" Ya Wen also stared out of the window while putting the chopsticks sideways.

Since it would be suspicious if she were to say she saw someone she knew, Su Jing shook her hands, not wanting to create baseless misunderstandings. "There were some cultivators outside who caught my attention. Their swords were so elegant, so I couldn't help but stare at them."