Ji Qingzhou’s fingers brushed over the umbrella deal with, however she didn’t discover the hesitation in Yu Sukong’s speech.

“Sure,” she replied merely, “Yesterday was the opening day of Xuanyun Sect and Xiao Yu-shixiong took me to the market to select a magic treasure. We discovered many magic treasures, however none of them have been appropriate for me. Ultimately, I can solely use this umbrella.”

She didn’t know the place the umbrella got here from, however she tactfully omitted the truth that Shen Rongyu took it out.

“Qingzhou, once you picked this umbrella, did he let you know one thing?” Yu Sukong requested in a helpless tone.

He assumed that Shen Rongyu, who was a gradual disciple, had likely instructed Ji Qingzhou concerning the ‘umbrella’.

“Sure.” Ji Qingzhou replied actually. She wouldn’t mislead anybody. If she had data to cover, she would simply skip mentioning it.

Listening to this, Yu Sukong breathed a sigh of reduction. Certain sufficient, Shen Rongyu was secure and clever, and it was not possible for him to not remind Ji Qingzhou.

“Xiao Yu-shixiong instructed me that it’s not auspicious for a cultivator to make use of an umbrella as a magic treasure,” Ji Qingzhou relayed what Shen Rongyu instructed her yesterday.

“Uh…It’s extra than simply being unfortunate. He in all probability noticed the way you fancied it, so he couldn’t bear to let you know the legend concerning the umbrella.” Yu Sukong sighed softly.

It stood to motive that right now an unusual particular person ought to be piqued by curiosity concerning the legend concerning the ‘umbrella’ within the cultivation world, however Ji Qingzhou simply didn’t care.

She was not curious concerning the umbrella’s legend. So long as she favored it, that was sufficient. Figuring out the story behind it will solely add to the difficulty.

So she hugged the umbrella, stroked it gently and mentioned nothing.

Yu Sukong scanned the sample on the umbrella floor intently. It was embellished with spring sundown flowers, recent and wonderful, and matched Ji Qingzhou’s aura, so it was no surprise she favored it.

“This umbrella…” Yu Sukong stayed silent for a second, and eventually mentioned to Ji Qingzhou, “If I let you know, don’t be afraid. If I don’t, you’ll know the legend about it as soon as others focus on it tomorrow.”

“I gained’t be scared,” Ji Qingzhou whispered, wanting on the sea cliffs and blue waves on Yu Sukong’s aspect.

“A very long time in the past, umbrellas have been additionally a very fashionable magic treasure on the earth of cultivation. In any case, earlier than the explosion of spirit qi burst out, folks held umbrellas to guard themselves from being moist when it rained. It was solely pure for it to evolve right into a magic treasure,” Yu Sukong began narrating the umbrella’s legend. “Nevertheless, for the reason that Desolation Erosion, the umbrella magic treasure has develop into synonymous with evil and worry.”

“Huang Shi as soon as sacrificed the blood of dwelling folks to refine essentially the most evil and highly effective magic weapon on the earth. It was formed like an umbrella and had remained anonymous. Later, the orthodox sect referred to as it Blood Morrow Umbrella as a result of it was contaminated with too many harmless souls.” Yu Sukong continued unhurriedly, “Huang Shi was suppressed afterward, however since then, nobody within the cultivation world ever used the umbrella as a magic treasure once more. Even umbrella-shaped magic treasures with awe-inspiring powers have been sure to the very best cabinets.”

“Blood Morrow has introduced an excessive amount of worry to the cultivation world. Nobody can survive the blood rain and the place lined by the shadow of the purple umbrella. Because the Desolation Erosion, at any time when it rained, pedestrians, together with these within the mortal realm, would somewhat get drenched than maintain an umbrella.” Yu Sukong’s tone remained gentle, however when he talked concerning the origin of the Blood Morrow, his voice shook a bit.

This was borderline the shadow of your entire immortal cultivation world. It was additionally for that reason that he was shocked when he noticed that Ji Qingzhou truly utilizing an umbrella as a magic treasure.

However after some time, Yu Sukong instantly recalled that Huang Shi had been suppressed for tons of of years. Though his shadow had not but dissipated, Ji Qingzhou was a mortal earlier than getting into Xuanyun Sect. When she was born, maybe the fears concerning the Desolation Erosion amongst mortals had already receded.

After Ji Qingzhou heard Yu Sukong’s story, she lastly understood what Shen Rongyu meant by “utilizing an umbrella as a magic treasure shouldn’t be auspicious”.

It was certainly inauspicious. It was merely as if… something lined in the course of the shadow solid by the umbrella would perish within the subsequent second.

She was a bit frightened, however together with her deadpan expression, that hint of worry was hidden in her extensive eyes.

“Your umbrella is gorgeous. Because you prefer it, go forward and use it.” Yu Sukong comforted her when he seen her frightened expression. Solely then did he notice that his phrases may need scared Ji Qingzhou.

“Hmm…” Ji Qingzhou responded with the identical expression, together with her brows barely raised.

She hugged the umbrella and added, “Nevertheless, it’s a magic treasure. What Huang Shi has carried out has nothing to do with it. It’s nonetheless an umbrella that serves as a safety towards the wind and rain.”

“Qingzhou, it’s nice in the event you assume so.” Yu Sukong regretted telling Ji Qingzhou concerning the legend.

Her cultivation base was low, and it was not simple for her to discover a appropriate magic treasure. It could be inappropriate for her to carry a grudge due to Huang Shi.

“Qingzhou, use it,” he inspired her.

“Okay.” Ji Qingzhou shortly waved away the haze and nodded.

“Have you ever named it but?” Yu Sukong requested. Seeing how Ji Qingzhou treasured it, it appeared that she had already named it.

“It’s referred to as Sansan,” Ji Qingzhou replied.

“San…San?” Yu Sukong paused, momentarily stumped.

How might she give it such a cute title? In any case, tons of of years in the past, “San(aka Umbrella)” was nonetheless synonymous with worry and loss of life. Nevertheless, when these two characters have been stacked collectively, it sounded fairly infantile and naive.

“Sansan,” Ji Qingzhou pushed the tip of her tongue behind her enamel, repeating the title flat tone.

“Sounds good,” Yu Sukong commented. Huang Shi had been suppressed for a few years, and the haze he introduced should even have dissipated. Maybe folks had already stopped contemplating umbrellas as taboo.