I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 61

From the moment Yun Duan left at dawn to search for Shang Can, the sky had now fully brightened. It was time to return to Tianwaitian. After all, they had left without saying a word, and Shang Can should inform Pei Chen about the incident last night when Qin Yi appeared and they fought.

Shang Can stood up, still feeling weak from excessive depletion of her spiritual power. She frowned slightly, but straightened her posture without making a sound.

"Ah Can, don't use your spiritual power just yet."

A hand immediately reached out to support her shoulder, and Yun Duan's voice, filled with concern, solemnly advised, "And no sword flying either. Travel with me for now."

It didn't surprise Shang Can that Yun Duan noticed her condition. She nodded and allowed herself to be led onto the spiritual sword, wrapping her arms tightly around Yun Duan's waist. As her hands made contact, she felt the sword beneath her feet tremble slightly.

"Is Wu You not easy to handle?"

The original owner, Shang Can, asked in surprise, quickly raising an eyebrow in understanding and sighing lightly, "It was sometimes disobedient. I see it hasn't changed much after all these years."

"..."

Yun Duan responded with a quiet hum. Wu You, carrying them both, let out a clear, resonant sound, as if unwilling to accept this comment, ringing out several more times.

Flying while blindfolded was a novel experience for Shang Can. Deprived of sight, her other senses became more acute. She felt the warm breeze brush her face, and the faint cool scent of Yun Duan surrounded her, calming her heart.

Unconsciously leaning closer, Shang Can asked softly, "Why did you switch to using Wu You?"

A question that had lingered in her mind since they first met was finally voiced. Shang Can felt Yun Duan's shoulders tense slightly before a somewhat uneasy, low voice replied, "...Because I left Feiwang in the Ghost Realm."

Though it wasn't a direct answer, it was enough to dodge the real issue. Shang Can frowned and pressed further, "Did you throw Feiwang into the River of Oblivion yourself?"

"..."

After a long silence, Shang Can heard Yun Duan softly acknowledge with a hum. Shang Can's suspicions gradually solidified, causing her heart to ache with a dull pain. She decided not to push the matter further, but Yun Duan continued on her own.

"I couldn't find you then. I was relieved you might still be alive, but I was also terrified that I had missed you by not arriving in time."

Yun Duan's tone was light, as if recalling an insignificant event, but Shang Can still felt her heart tighten. Not wanting Yun Duan to sense her emotions, she deliberately smiled and said, "So you left Feiwang behind to search for me?"

Yun Duan let out a faint laugh but denied it, "No, that's not it."

"At the time, I thought maybe it was Feiwang's name that was the problem." Yun Duan's voice was gentle, and Shang Can felt the person in her arms subtly lean back, her words muffled as they came through their closeness. "I thought that maybe, because I carried a sword named Feiwang (hopeless longing), I was doomed never to find you."

"What nonsense." Shang Can murmured softly, "Since when have you become so superstitious?"

Yun Duan chuckled silently, turning her head slightly to look at her. "I don't know why, but back then, this thought consumed me."

"Didn't you say Feiwang's name wasn't good either? When I first received it."

"It must be because I held onto a hopeless desire," Yun Duan said, her voice soft, blending with the wind and reaching Shang Can's ear, "That's why it ended up this way. So, I threw it into the River of Oblivion. After returning to Qingyu, I claimed I had lost my sword and started using Wu You."