In the next moment, the little fox frantically used its two front paws to pull the edge of Zhiwei's blanket beside it, tightly covering its small belly!

After doing all this, it peeked out half of its small head from the edge of the blanket, glaring at Chen Ye with its dark, shiny eyes.

It seemed as if Chen Ye was some kind of peeping tom.

"?"

Chen Ye watched with great interest.

A cute little fox was nothing special, but a little fox that acted like a little girl, now that was unusual.

He even mischievously whistled at the little fox.

"!!!"

The little fox was stunned, further embarrassed and furious!

It... it had never seen such a bad man who would whistle at a little fox!

The little fox was so frightened that it tucked its whole little head back under the blanket, refusing to come out again.

"Hahaha, little thing, you can escape for a while, but can you escape forever?"

Chen Ye laughed coldly. If the little fox didn't put on an act, he wouldn't even bother playing with it.

But the more shy it acted, the more Chen Ye wanted to tease it.

He said this and then closed the window, turned around, and walked toward Li Qiuyun's room.

In the courtyard, the young girl had already gotten up and was practicing her sword in the courtyard.

She seemed never to miss any opportunity to cultivate. Among the people Chen Ye knew, Li Qiuyun was probably the most diligent.

The sword light was cold, like autumn water.

Reflecting on the girl's stern yet pretty face.

"Not sleeping a bit more?" Chen Ye leaned against the door frame and asked with a smile.

Li Qiuyun didn't say anything, her sword momentum unchanged, until she finished a set of swordsmanship practice, she then sheathed her long sword and looked at Chen Ye.

"If I sleep more, I'll miss the spiritual ship..."

She rolled her eyes at Chen Ye with dissatisfaction, then lowered her gaze.

At this moment, how could she possibly sleep in peace?

"True..."

Chen Ye chuckled, retrieved a bag from his Storage Bag, and handed it over.

"What is this?"

The young girl was a bit inexplicably expectant, but when she took the bag, she found it was heavy.

"Didn't we agree earlier? How can we forget Qiuyun while sharing the spoils?"

Chen Ye put on a stern face, dissatisfied,

"Do you really think your Uncle Chen is cold-hearted? If I have meat to eat, you'll have soup to drink."

Inside the Storage Bag, there were a full hundred Spirit Stones!

Surely, it would make this financially constrained niece much better off.

"..."

Unexpectedly, after receiving the Spirit Stones, Li Qiuyun still seemed a bit unhappy, her slender white fingers tightly gripping the money bag, forcing a smile,

"Thank you... Thank you, Uncle Chen. It's just that this is too precious."

"Take it."

Chen Ye didn't allow her to refuse,

"Between us, there's no need for politeness. Besides, if you achieve a good rank in the competition, you'll be better able to watch over me in the future, won't you?"

His half-sincere joke somewhat alleviated Li Qiuyun's sadness caused by the impending farewell.

In the end, with red-rimmed eyes, she accepted the money bag.

"The world's most desolate thing is nothing more than saying goodbye..."

Looking at her like this, Chen Ye felt a pang of emotion in his heart,

"In the future, it's not like we won't see each other again, you and I are both cultivators of the Lingyin Sect."

Yes...

But it's still somewhat sad in the end.

The girl gently rubbed her eyes.

As for her feelings?

Sooner or later, they will be conveyed.

"Chen Ye, once I pass the Inner Sect competition, I will definitely come to find you!" The girl clenched her fists, "Then, I will give you a lesson!"

Such a naughty woman!

Gave Spirit Stones and still wants to teach me a lesson...

"Alright."

Chen Ye didn't ask how he had offended her, he just smiled and nodded.

"I'll wait for you."

However, the loneliness of parting lies in the fact that no one can be sure if that so-called future will arrive as promised.

...

Inner Valley, Rear Mountain.

"I have a premonition... the future is about to change, but with just a Qi Cultivation Stage cultivation level, it's like a duckweed in troubled times, beyond control."

Chen Ye was filled with worry.

But, trying to break through to the Foundation Establishment Stage, how could it be achieved overnight?

At the very least, it would take several years.

He steadied himself, took out the Flying Light Sword.

This sword was obtained from Ji Yueze, a Second Tier Lower Grade Magical Treasure!

Its blade was ivory-colored, reflecting a chilling cold light in the sunlight.

Compared to his Iron Sword, the Flying Light was lighter and sharper, and carried a hint of spirituality, though it required a lot of Spiritual Power to fully wield.

Of course, having the Flying Light didn't mean the Iron Sword was now useless.

The Iron Sword was forged from a large amount of Sinking Gold, which was sold at a high price per piece, but it's worth the price, as its toughness was not inferior to ordinary Second Tier Lower Grade Spiritual Materials, just overly heavy.

Therefore, in terms of toughness alone, the Iron Sword was actually far superior to the Magical Treasure Flying Light.

Under Chen Ye's touch, the Flying Light let out a joyful sword hum.

Chen Ye closed his eyes, and his mind no longer harbored uncertainty about the future, nor those two disciples he both loved and hated.

What remained was only the various exquisite insights recorded in the Sword Dao experience gifted by Li Yanfeng.

[Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique Great Success: 170/200]

Only one final step away from Perfection.

For ordinary cultivators, this last step was like a chasm, causing many sword cultivators to struggle for a lifetime without breaking through.

Only gifted cultivators could comprehend the Sword Intent within the Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique.

"The Cyan Wave Sword Control Technique is divided into six layers. The first four layers train the form, the moves. And this Fifth Layer, Thunderbolt, trains the intent!"

"What is intent?"

Chen Ye did not overly rely on the proficiency panel, but rather kept asking himself in his heart.

He attempted to merge his Divine Sense with the Flying Light Sword in his hand to the deepest level.

He could feel the sharpness derived from its material, the gold element intent within the sword.

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