Hearing Luo Xing’s answer, Ye Li calmly nodded, but the corners of her mouth inadvertently curled into a charming arc.
‘So… she was the first to enjoy all this, to enjoy Luo Xing’s service, to enjoy his attention…’
“But then—”
Right at that moment, Luo Xing suddenly changed the subject with a smile. “I used to massage my sister’s shoulders before.”
As soon as he said that, Ye Li’s hand froze mid‑reach for the wine flask.
“You… massaged your sister’s shoulders?”
“Yeah.”
Luo Xing completely failed to notice the change in Ye Li’s look as she stared at him. He simply assumed she was curious about why he was so skilled, hence the question.
After all, the “system” was his secret, and there was no way he could reveal that. But he couldn’t say this was his first time giving a massage either, so he used this excuse.
Besides, it wasn’t a lie. Before he came to the Xuantian Sect, the siblings had depended on each other, and it was always his older sister, Luo Han, who bore the brunt of exhaustion.
So Luo Xing often rubbed her shoulders and soothed her muscles and bones.
Luo Xing kept talking on his own, completely unaware that Ye Li’s gaze was growing colder and colder.
‘He’s done it for someone else…’
‘He’s done the same thing to another person…’
‘And that person is his sister… his family…’
At that moment, Ye Li suddenly felt as if something that belonged only to her had been tainted by another person.
As the possessor of the Tyrant Sword Heart, her every action was driven by domination, and she treated everything the same way.
What she wanted, she could obtain.
And what she had, she would never allow anyone else to touch.
Whether it was an object…
…or a person.
Ye Li took a small sip of wine, then delicately wiped the trace from her lips.
“And besides your sister?”
“No one else.”
Luo Xing answered frankly. “Other than my sister, only you, Master.”
‘Are you kidding me? Do you really think I’m a masseur?’
‘Anyone can make me do it?’
Ye Li was his master, and he was only doing this to save his own skin.
If it were anyone else…
Would he ever stoop to this?
Hearing this, the chill in Ye Li’s eyes finally softened a little.
But still…
She suddenly wanted to ask Luo Xing whether he would do the same for other people in the future.
Or rather…
Warn him—warn him that from now on, aside from his master, he was not allowed to do such things for anyone else.
Yet this time, Ye Li did not act on her usual “act first, think later” impulse.
Because she had an idea.
She wanted to know: if she didn’t say anything, if she didn’t warn him, what would he do?
Would he treat others the same way he treated her?
Brew tea for others, cook for others, and even…
Massage…
***
Half a month later, at the Frozen Ice Precipice.
The ding‑class flying ship arrived at the location of this training mission.
The Frozen Ice Precipice, true to its name, was a rugged mountain range covered in perpetual ice.
The climate here was extremely cold; the fierce wind was like a blade, easily freezing the flow of spiritual power within a cultivator’s body. Ordinary techniques would be greatly diminished here.
Because of this, most of those who came here for training were sword cultivators, or cultivators who used other weapons.
As for other cultivators—such as talisman masters and formation masters—they would team up with sword cultivators to seek help and protection.
On the deck, Luo Xing tightened his clothes and looked out from behind the railing.
Within a hundred miles, the sky was pressed down by thick gray clouds; not a single ray of sunlight could penetrate. Heavy snowflakes danced between heaven and earth.
The biting wind scraped against his body like ice knives, causing obvious pain.
More importantly, after entering this place, Luo Xing felt that the circulation of his spiritual power had become extremely sluggish.
It was as if a rushing river had suddenly been frozen by an extreme cold…
But it wasn’t completely immobilized. If he put in some effort and focused, he could still channel his spiritual power—it was just more tiring.
Before the training began, Wen Yue distributed ten Red Sun Talismans and a Message Jade Talisman to each disciple.
The Red Sun Talisman could be used to ward off the cold of the Frozen Ice Precipice.
The Message Jade Talisman was for emergency contact with her or Ye Li.
After that, she explained some precautions and rules for the training.
“This training will last two months.”
Wen Yue announced loudly to the gathered disciples. “During this period, if you encounter danger or choose to give up, you can crush the Message Jade Talisman.”
Although the Frozen Ice Precipice was remote and harsh, it was not lifeless.
There were still some dangerous spirit beasts here, such as the Ice Soul Ghost known as the “Gravekeeper,” and the elusive Ice Crystal Phoenix.
However, if someone was rescued, they would be considered to have failed the training mission and could only wait on the flying ship until the training ended.
“The content of this training mission is to collect the unique Xuan Ice Spirit Essence found here.”
As she spoke, Wen Yue took out a pale blue object from her Storage Ring.
“This is it.”
Luo Xing looked up.
In Wen Yue’s palm lay an object that was neither ice nor water.
It seemed to be somewhere between solid and liquid; its entire body was a translucent, light blue color, covered with a thin layer of ice as delicate as a cicada’s wing.
“Collecting one portion of Xuan Ice Spirit Essence counts as a successful training.”
Wen Yue continued. “The more Xuan Ice Spirit Essence you collect, the higher your training score will be…”
After explaining all the requirements, she put the Xuan Ice Spirit Essence away and announced loudly, “Now, let the training begin!”
At her command, the disciples leaped off the flying ship one after another.
Those at the Golden Core Stage or above could fly in the air; those below needed some assistance.
For example, sword cultivators could fly on their swords, and artifact refiners could use flying artifacts.
“Junior brother.”
Hong An said to Luo Xing, “I’ll take Junior Brother Li with me. You and Junior Brother Han can fly on your sword.”
Luo Xing nodded slightly and prepared to take out his spirit sword from the Storage Ring.
But when he saw the two spirit swords inside the ring, he hesitated for a moment…
One was an ordinary spirit sword; the other was the Liuguang that Ye Li had given him.
“Senior brother? What’s wrong?”
Han Feiyu asked suspiciously. “Is there something…”
Luo Xing snapped back to reality and smiled, shaking his head. “It’s nothing.”
With that, he took out the ordinary spirit sword, enlarged it, and stepped onto it together with Han Feiyu.
It was just a vehicle—no need to use something so good; simple would do.
Soon, all the disciples had left the flying ship, leaving only Wen Yue and Ye Li.
“Elder Ye.”
Wen Yue smiled at Ye Li. “Which area do you plan to watch?”
Although this was a training exercise, they were still disciples of their sect, so they still needed to keep an eye on things—they just wouldn’t intervene unless it was a critical moment.
Ye Li glanced at Wen Yue, then leaped toward the north.
That was the area where Luo Xing was located.
Seeing Ye Li leave without a word, Wen Yue shook her head with a wry smile and flew toward the southern region.
A moment later, Luo Xing and his group officially set foot on the ground of the Frozen Ice Precipice.