I don't talk about love with my Martial Sister

Chapter 104

Realizing that she might have triggered an unusual reaction in Feiwang, Shang Can anxiously awaited the developments. To her surprise, days passed without the light screen illuminating again. Although there had been times in the past when days went by without seeing the clouds, this particular situation made her feel increasingly anxious. Unable to sit still, Shang Can attempted to communicate with Feiwang again, asking to see outside, even just for a moment.

Feiwang remained silent, watching her without blinking, which made Shang Can feel an odd sense of helplessness emanating from Feiwang's dark eyes.

It must have been her imagination. Disheartened, Shang Can paced the room, torn between wanting to use her spiritual power and the uncertainty of the consequences outside. Finally, she suppressed her impatience and continued waiting patiently, just as she had over the past two years.

Logically, she had plenty of time and had become quite adept at waiting, but in the end, she still couldn't endure it.

"...How long has it been?"

Even though it was difficult to gauge time within the sword, the unusually long duration had started to make her anxious. The light screen seemed broken, never lighting up again, while Feiwang carried on with an unbothered demeanor. Spending more time with Feiwang, Shang Can even learned to patiently rub her furrowed brow with cool fingers.

But the more calm Feiwang appeared, the more Shang Can associated her with the clouds. Truth be told, she sometimes felt that her current predicament was absurd. Although she knew Feiwang was merely a sword spirit transformed into her master's likeness, it was easy to be momentarily lost in that resemblance, causing her to hesitate to get too close to Feiwang.

Even though she had repeatedly asked Feiwang about her master's safety without receiving a response, after spending a long time together, Shang Can could tell that Feiwang wasn't overly concerned. It was likely that nothing significant had occurred outside. Still, she couldn't fully relax, and eventually, she couldn't help but use her spiritual power to try to activate the light screen. However, whether she was doing it wrong or for some other reason, the screen lit up only to reveal a dark red expanse, with nothing else visible, which seemed ominous. Frustrated, she stopped and refrained from further reckless actions.

However, the situation didn't remain stagnant; it grew increasingly strange.

At some point, Shang Can noticed that her spiritual energy was recovering rapidly, almost as if she was practicing on her own, and she couldn't stop even if she wanted to. This anomaly worried her, leading her to rummage through her memories but failing to find any similar examples. She could only speculate that perhaps her soul's prolonged state had caused this, maybe even related to her phoenix bloodline—

...And at such a time, she had no one to consult with. It was maddening.

Shang Can could only feel anxious, unwittingly spending much of her time resisting the recovery of her spiritual energy. It was already distressing not knowing how long it had been since she last saw the clouds, and now with this uncontrollable force pushing her forward, the thought of being forced to reincarnate under such circumstances—

Just considering that possibility made her feel like she was choking, powerless like an inverted hourglass, enduring day after day, sensing the power within her growing ever stronger. With a mix of frustration and helplessness, it wasn't long before she noticed that something seemed off about Feiwang as well.

"Are you..." Shang Can stared at Feiwang for a while before hesitantly continuing, "...have you changed a bit?"

Perhaps it was because she hadn't paid enough attention to Feiwang lately, but now, upon closer inspection, the sword spirit seemed a bit thinner, even taller. This shouldn't have been possible; after all, Feiwang was merely taking the form of the clouds, and her appearance shouldn't change with time.