After leaving the stall, the two walked down the street, still catching glances from all directions.
If anything, they were attracting even more attention now.
Shang Can thought to herself, feeling a bit uneasy as she adjusted the fake Wuyou sword behind her. She regretted it a little.
She should have just picked something else, anything else. Anything would have been better than buying Wuyou. At least then she wouldn't be stuck walking down the street with a sword identical to the one Yun Duan was wearing.
"It has form but no spirit," Yun Duan remarked. She seemed to agree that buying it wasn't the best choice, though for different reasons than Shang Can. "This sword isn't worth the silver."
"...Weapons like this, made for fans, can only be this good," Shang Can replied.
Seeing Yun Duan's genuine concern that she'd been cheated, Shang Can couldn't help but laugh. "Wuyou is a spiritual sword made by a renowned master of Tianwaitian. If you could buy a sword with the same form and spirit from a random roadside stall, now that would be strange."
As soon as she finished speaking, Yun Duan suddenly stopped in her tracks, raising an eyebrow as she looked at Shang Can.
"How does A-Can know that Wuyou was made by Tianwaitian?"
"..."
Can't let my guard down for a second.
Shang Can kept her expression neutral and calmly responded, "After all, Yun Zhongjun and Tianwaitian are both quite famous. A lot of people should know about this."
"You see, Tianwaitian's famous swords are worth their weight in gold. They're highly coveted by swordsmen because of their rarity. I heard there's even a famous swords ranking, and Wuyou is at least in the top three—"
She rambled on to cover her tracks but soon realized saying too much would seem suspicious, so she quickly concluded, "This sword is well-known, so it's not strange that I'd know about it."
Yun Duan didn't refute her, but after a moment, she suddenly asked, "Does A-Can know of a sword from Tianwaitian called 'Feiwang'?"
"—"
Shang Can froze but quickly masked her reaction, shaking her head nonchalantly.
"...I don't know. Never heard of it."
Yun Duan didn't press the matter, and the topic of swords quickly passed.
The bustling crowd of Yan Yang City continued to swirl around them. Perhaps it was because Shang Can's identity had been exposed and made people wary, or maybe it was the speech she gave for Yun Duan at the inn that had spread. Either way, their walk this time didn't draw the same over-the-top welcome they'd received when they first arrived in Yan Yang. Aside from some extra glances, everything went smoothly.
Shang Can couldn't help but appreciate how Yan Yang was a big city with worldly residents. At least no one screamed and ran away from her, which was quite comforting. Yun Duan, on the other hand, seemed satisfied with the situation, commenting, "It's much easier going out with A-Can."
"What? Is Yun Zhongjun using me as a shield or something?"
Shang Can chuckled, but seeing Yun Duan's serious face, about to say something in earnest, she quickly cut in, "Go ahead, use me as you like."
"There are plenty of people eyeing this spot I'm in, anyway. If anything, I should be grateful for the advantage."
For some reason, Shang Can could never keep up a serious demeanor around Yun Duan. Not long after her earlier slip-up, her tone had already turned casual again, with a hint of teasing. She raised an eyebrow at Yun Duan. "It's a win-win, after all. I think I'm quite useful."
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FantasyDISCLAIMER: I do not claim ownership over this story. I only MTLed it with AI and polished it. Link: https://www.jjwxc.net/onebook.php?novelid=5309619 Official Synopsis: Shang Can transmigrated into the cultivation world as the chief disciple of an...