Seeing that Ye Li had finally dropped her suspicions, Luo Xing felt a secret sigh of relief.
“Yes, Master…”
To prevent Ye Li from continuing to press him, Luo Xing quickly changed the subject.
“This sword you bestowed upon me… does it have a name?”
Earlier, after sparring with Yun Yong, the latter had curiously asked him what the sword was called.
Luo Xing hadn’t given a definite answer back then, only saying:
“This sword has no name.”
After all, Ye Li had just tossed him the sword to use. As for its name, she hadn’t mentioned it, and he hadn’t given it one.
The reason Luo Xing answered that way was also to make it easier to explain later.
What? Didn’t I say the sword was called “No Name”?
What? When did I say it was called “No Name”?
I only said at the time that I hadn’t decided on a name for it yet.
Anyway, he had the final say.
“A name?”
Ye Li poured herself a cup of tea, her tone casual.
“It’s just a low-grade spirit tool sword. Does it really need a name?”
Her “Tyrant Sword” made her look down on any tangible sword in the world.
Even the Ten Divine Swords weren’t worthy of her Tyrant Sword intent.
Thus, Ye Li’s sword had always been formless.
Even though this sword was custom-made and personally bestowed upon Luo Xing, she still didn’t care much about it.
If it broke, she’d fix it. If it was used up, she’d throw it away.
Why bother finding a name?
“Oh… I see…”
Luo Xing nodded silently.
“Well… Master, can I give it a name myself?”
A sword with a name was definitely more stylish!
“Suit yourself.”
Ye Li waved her hand idly and picked up the ancient tome beside her again.
“If you want to name it, go ahead. Your master has no objection.”
It was just naming a sword, not a big deal.
If he wanted to, then so be it.
Luo Xing took out the deep cyan long sword from his storage ring and gently stroked the patterns on its blade.
The deep cyan surface shimmered with a flowing luster under the sunlight.
He pondered for a long while before finally speaking tentatively:
“Master, would it be good to call this sword ‘Liuguang’?”
“Liu… guang?”
Ye Li paused slightly in her reading.
Her eyes shifted, carrying a hint of scrutiny as she looked at Luo Xing.
“Why… ‘Liuguang’?”
Luo Xing: “…”
I can’t exactly say, ‘Because it reflects light like glass, so I called it Liuguang,’ can I?
To be honest, with his level of experience, coming up with the name “Liuguang” was already pushing it.
Otherwise…
He might have just named the sword—
“The Sword That Reflects Light.”
“I just… thought of it randomly.”
Luo Xing gave a dry laugh.
“Is it not okay?”
Ye Li looked at him for a long while, then slowly withdrew her gaze.
“If you want to call it ‘Liuguang,’ then call it ‘Liuguang.'”
With that, she tapped her brow and released a Sword Qi Avatar.
“Go practice swordsmanship.”
“Oh.”
Seeing that Ye Li had no objections, Luo Xing was secretly relieved and obediently went to practice his sword.
After Luo Xing left, however, Ye Li didn’t continue reading the ancient tome.
Instead, she looked at the figure practicing swordsmanship outside the door with a somewhat peculiar gaze…
Liuguang…
Liuli… (glass)
Liu Guang… (leave light)
Liu Xia… (stay behind)
So…
This little guy…
Was hinting at something to himself?
Meanwhile, outside the room.
Luo Xing picked up the “Liuguang Sword,” watching it shimmer with a deep cyan luster under the sun, and clicked his tongue in admiration.
“As expected, ‘The Sword That Reflects Light’ really suits it better…”
***
Night fell.
Luo Xing came to Ye Li’s room as usual to help massage her feet.
This had gradually become a daily routine for him.
However, this was also to grind the experience for the [Massage] skill.
After all, by now, he was convinced that these skills of his were no ordinary things.
Perhaps…
They were concept-level skills.
Besides.
He still had to prove that he definitely didn’t have any weird fetishes.
So—
He needed to undergo “desensitization training.”
But…
Staring at the fair, smooth, and jade-like delicate foot in his palm, Luo Xing couldn’t help but swallow a mouthful of saliva…
It seemed…
After about another year of massaging like this, he should be desensitized…
***
On the other side.
While enjoying Luo Xing’s serious massage, Ye Li was silently observing his profile.
Maybe it was due to the cultivation over this period.
Or maybe it was what happened during the last training trip.
The childishness on Luo Xing’s face had faded somewhat, and the youthful feel between his brows was gradually being replaced by a kind of masculine aura.
But for some reason…
In Ye Li’s mind, the image of Luo Xing transforming into a child that night resurfaced.
Glossy, jet-black hair.
Tender, fair, and small face.
And also…
Those chubby, soft, fluffy little hands…
Ye Li suddenly had a strange thought.
What if she made Luo Xing turn into a child…
Then let him attend to her and massage her feet…
What would it feel like?
Those kinds of little hands…
Probably couldn’t even grip her foot with one hand?
Maybe they’d be soft…
Without any strength…
***
Meanwhile, Luo Xing, who was seriously massaging, suddenly shivered inexplicably.
But with Ye Li right in front of him, he didn’t dare show it too obviously.
What’s going on?
What kind of feeling is this?
It felt like…
Someone was trying to set him up…
***
Half a month later, Luo Han returned.
She had originally planned to first go back to Cloud Mist Peak, greet her master and senior sisters, and then go see Luo Xing.
But as soon as she stepped onto Cloud Mist Peak, Pei Qingshuang called her to the Alchemy Room.
“Master.”
“Mm, Han’er has returned.”
“Yes.”
Luo Han first paid her respects to Pei Qingshuang, then asked:
“May I ask Master what business you have with your disciple?”
Moreover, besides Pei Qingshuang, Chen Anqi and Dai Zifu were also in the Alchemy Room.
With both her master and two senior sisters present, even Luo Han couldn’t help but feel nervous.
She wondered if she had done something wrong…
“It’s nothing major.”
Pei Qingshuang smiled.
“Han’er, I heard that you successfully refined a Grade 2 pill—the Qingyun Pill—a while ago?”
“Yes…”
Luo Han’s heart skipped a beat at this.
“Master, did I refine it incorrectly?”
Actually, she had only attempted to refine it once.
And…
She succeeded on the first try.
At the time, Chen Anqi, the only one at Cloud Mist Peak, had even volunteered to test the pill for her…
“It’s not wrong.”
Pei Qingshuang didn’t directly mention the side effects. Instead, she waved her hand and placed two sets of Qingyun Pill herbs in front of Luo Han.
“It’s like this.”
“Your two senior sisters still can’t refine Grade 2 pills, so I wanted you to refine them in front of them, so they can learn and observe.”
As she spoke, she couldn’t help but glance at her two rebellious disciples.
There was nothing she could do.
These two pieces of trash were really too infuriating…
Luo Han felt relieved upon hearing this.
“Master flatters me.”
“I only succeeded due to luck. I don’t deserve to be called an example for observation.”
“I still need to learn from my two senior sisters.”
Pei Qingshuang: “…”
Learn from them?
Learn what?
Learn how to drive their master into an inner demon?
***
Then.
Luo Han began refining the Qingyun Pill in front of her master and two senior sisters.
Pei Qingshuang carefully observed every step she took.
Herbs—correct.
Amount—correct.
Refining technique—correct.
Every step Luo Han took was precise and flawless.
At least…
Pei Qingshuang couldn’t see any problem.
Soon.
Five Qingyun Pills were successfully refined.
“Master.”
Luo Han presented the still-warm pills to Pei Qingshuang.
“Please examine them, Master.”
Pei Qingshuang nodded slightly and took the pills through the air.
“Good.”
“Ah, by the way, Han’er has had a long journey. You should go rest first.”
“Once I’ve reviewed the effectiveness of these pills, I’ll speak with you in detail.”
Luo Han glanced out the window, where the setting sun had already been swallowed by the mountain peaks.
She thought…
She’d go see her little brother tomorrow.
“Yes, Master.”
Without any suspicion, she paid her respects respectfully.
“Your disciple takes her leave.”
***
After Luo Han left.
Pei Qingshuang immediately waved her hand to shut the Alchemy Room door and laid down several layers of shielding barriers.
Then, taking out one of the pills, she looked at her two rebellious disciples.
“Come on, who’s going to try it?”
“I’ll do it.”
Without any hesitation, Chen Anqi took the Qingyun Pill and popped it into her mouth.
A moment later…
Staring at the little girl Chen Anqi in front of her.
Pei Qingshuang fell into deep thought…