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I wonder if Aunt Hu, being a demon, knows anything about this? I can ask her about it when I get back.
"Alright, alright, brother, don't think about those things anymore!" Su Zhixiao pulled him out of his thoughts and excitedly took his hand. "Come on, Xiaoxiao!"
As she spoke, she led him to a shop on the other side of the street with an imposing facade. The signboard bore the three characters "Hundred Refinements Pavilion" written in a flamboyant style.
It is a place that specializes in selling all kinds of magical treasures and spiritual artifacts.
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Chapter 116 Xiaoxiao's Gift to Her Brother
Su Mu followed Su Zhixiao's light steps into the shop. The shop was elegantly furnished, with various magical treasures and artifacts neatly displayed on the sandalwood shelves around the perimeter.
"Xiaoxiao, what kind of magic weapon are you looking for?" Su Mu asked gently, his gaze sweeping across the shop.
He noticed that Su Zhixiao seemed unusually excited today; her bright eyes, as they darted around the store, carried an undisguised anticipation, like...
What enormous secret is hidden here?
"Hehe, it's a secret for now!" Su Zhixiao turned around, playfully putting a finger to her lips, a mysterious smile spreading across her face.
Just then, the shop owner came out from the back room. She immediately recognized Su Mu and Su Zhixiao, these two regular customers, and her face immediately lit up.
They put on warm and respectful smiles.
"Mr. Su, it is an honor to have Fairy Su grace us with her presence. Please forgive me for not welcoming you sooner." The proprietress bowed and spoke sincerely.
Su Zhixiao eagerly stepped forward, her voice brimming with undisguised excitement: "No need for formalities, madam. I specifically asked you a few days ago..."
Is that thing you were making finished?
"Don't worry, Fairy Su," the proprietress smiled even more, her smile brimming with confidence in her craftsmanship, "How could I dare to neglect the treasure you repeatedly instructed me to make?"
Slow? It's already meticulously prepared and just waiting for you to pick it up.
After saying that, she turned around and went back into the inner room. A moment later, she came out holding a long wooden box in both hands, looking very precious.
The wooden box was made entirely of rare ebony. The box itself had no elaborate carvings, only a few wisps of drifting clouds depicted with flowing lines.
The patterns on the surface give it an antique and grand appearance. The very object itself exudes an extraordinary air.
The proprietress carefully presented the wooden box to Su Zhixiao. Su Zhixiao took a deep breath, solemnly accepted the box, her fingertips trembling with excitement.
It trembled slightly.
She turned to face Su Mu, presenting the wooden box to him with both hands. Her bright eyes shone with barely suppressed anticipation, nervousness, and pride.
A proud radiance.
"Brother, this is for you!"
"A gift for me?" Su Mu was slightly taken aback, her gaze falling on the dark brown wooden box that had clearly been carefully prepared. A warm feeling instantly filled her heart.
He was caught off guard. He hadn't expected Xiaoxiao to secretly prepare a gift for him, and judging from the way it was, it was definitely not an ordinary gift.
"Okay! Quickly open it and see if you like it!" Su Zhixiao nodded vigorously, urging impatiently.
"Okay." Su Mu replied with a smile, gently taking the wooden box and opening it.
A long, slender, flowing sword lay quietly within a soft, deep blue brocade. The blade possessed a deep, dark black hue, understated yet...
mystery.
The blade's lines are perfect, with a subtle glint of cold light at the tip, incomparably sharp. The guard and hilt have a simple and elegant design, seamlessly integrated with the blade, creating a unified whole.
The craftsmanship is extremely exquisite.
Su Mu reached out and gently took the flying sword from his pocket. It had a comfortable weight and fit snugly in his palm, providing an excellent grip.
"What a fine sword!" A look of amazement flashed in Su Mu's eyes as he exclaimed sincerely. His fingertips gently traced the cool, smooth blade, feeling its smoothness.
That restrained sharpness and flowing charm.
"The materials used are all of the highest quality, and the forging process is done at the perfect temperature. The flow of true qi is smooth and unimpeded, making it a perfect natural product."
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He looked up, his gaze tenderly falling on Su Zhixiao, who was anxiously awaiting his evaluation, his heart filled with warmth. "Xiaoxiao, when did you start giving me a flying sword?"
A thought? They've prepared so meticulously.
Seeing that Su Mu liked it, Su Zhixiao's heart finally settled down, and she happily explained, "Brother has given me so many pretty gifts on weekdays."
The hairpin, the bracelet—everything he did was meant for Xiaoxiao. Xiaoxiao remembered it all and always wanted to reciprocate with a special gift from her brother.
"After my brother achieved Foundation Establishment a few days ago, I thought of giving him a flying sword, hoping that when he flies on it in the future, he will also..."
She continued reciting Xiaoxiao's name. "At the end, her voice softened, carrying a hint of barely perceptible shyness."
Then, a hint of regret crept into her voice: "Originally, I wanted to learn from my brother and make jewelry for me by hand..."
The one who forges the sword for his brother is the one who has the most meaning.
"Unfortunately, Xiaoxiao has no talent for weapon crafting; she's clumsy and afraid of wasting the materials, so we had to ask the proprietress to forge it for her."
Yes. I hope my brother won't think I'm being too young and didn't make it himself?
"How could that be?" Su Mu was moved and carefully put the flying sword back into its case. He reached out and gently patted Su Zhixiao's head.
"Silly girl, this sentiment, this constant thought of you, is more precious than any handmade gift. Thank you, Xiaoxiao."
My brother really likes this gift.
"Mmm!" Receiving such a positive and loving response from Su Mu, Su Zhixiao felt as if her heart was instantly filled with honey, so sweet that it almost overflowed.
"This is much more convenient. From now on, Xiaoxiao and I won't have to ride the same flying sword anymore," Su Mu said with a hint of teasing.
"Ah..." Su Zhixiao's voice immediately dropped, and her little mouth involuntarily pouted, "Brother, are you teasing me again?"
"Wow, you really are a little detective, you even noticed that." Su Mu chuckled, his eyes full of doting affection. "Let's go, I'll take the little detective..."
How about going for a drive? Perfect opportunity to try out this new sword.
"Okay!" Su Zhixiao immediately went from worried to happy and agreed with a beaming smile.
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The two bid farewell to the proprietress and arrived at an open area outside Qingzhou City. Su Mu took out the black flying sword from his storage bag, and formed a sword incantation with his hands.
The flying sword immediately rose into the wind and hovered about a foot off the ground.
"Come on up." Su Mu leaped onto his flying sword first, then turned and extended his hand to Su Zhixiao. Su Zhixiao smiled sweetly, gracefully leaping onto her flying sword, naturally...
She naturally wrapped her arms around Su Mu's waist and pressed her cheek against his firm back.
"Hold on tight," Su Mu reminded him, then with a flick of his sword, his flying sword shot into the sky, transforming into a black streak of light that soared straight into the heavens.
The sky was clear and cloudless. The flying sword soared steadily high above, and the city of Qingzhou below gradually shrank into a chessboard-like layout.
The distant mountain ranges stretch out in undulating waves, extending towards the horizon like dark blue waves. A gentle breeze caresses the face, bringing with it the unique freshness of the high altitude.
"So beautiful..." Su Zhixiao peeked out from behind Su Mu, her eyes sparkling as she gazed at the magnificent scenery below. Her hair...
It fluttered gently in the wind, a few strands brushing against Su Mu's neck, bringing a slight tickle.
"Our Xiaoxiaomei isn't here." Su Mu tilted her head slightly, a gentle smile playing on her lips.
Su Zhixiao chuckled, two blushes rising to her cheeks. Suddenly, she stood on tiptoe, hooked her arm around Su Mu's neck, and kissed his face...
A gentle kiss landed on his cheek.
"Brother is the best at making people happy," she whispered in Su Mu's ear, her voice full of sweetness.
Author's words
The mountain is famous
Chapter 111 has been revised and Aunt Hu has recommended it! Those who read it earlier can go back and take another look. Thank you.
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Chapter 117 Rich Woman Aunt Hu
On the training ground, two graceful figures faced each other from a distance. Su Zhixiao and Li Qinghan stood on opposite sides, suppressing their cultivation levels to similar levels, only...
They honed their skills using the principles of array formations.
Xiaoxiao's fingers flew across the page, and arrays and talismans bloomed like lotus flowers, seamlessly connecting in her hands, falling continuously and combining...
They unleashed a powerful offensive that was dazzling, carrying the unique agility and versatility of the Sleeping Flower Sect.
Faced with Xiaoxiao's fierce offensive, Qinghan remained calm and composed.
She and Hu Chanyuan's lineage of foxes are naturally skilled in the art of array formations, and because of her bloodline's ancestral reversion, her talent is particularly outstanding.
At this moment, she used her fingers as a brush, drawing talismans in mid-air. Each stroke carried the exquisite charm of the fox clan's formations. Although her skill was still lacking, it was always...
It can counter Xiaoxiao's unexpected moves at crucial moments.
Su Mu and Hu Chanyuan sat side by side on a stone bench not far away, with a pot of freshly brewed hot tea in front of them, the aroma of tea wafting in the air.
Hu Chanyuan gracefully poured Su Mu a cup: "Xiaoxiao and Qinghan's sparring today reminded me of some past events."
form.
"It was just like this back then. They played beanbag toss and shuttlecock in this yard, and you and I would sit on the sidelines watching, just like we are now, occasionally popping in..."
They offered some pointers or cheered for them.
"They always want to play with you, and sometimes they even feel like I've stolen you away, and they secretly make faces at me."
Upon hearing this, Su Mu's lips curved slightly, and warmth welled up in her eyes. Those heartwarming scenes seemed to still be vivid in her mind.
Since leaving the village, Xiaoxiao's dependence on him has become increasingly apparent. Her anxiety, a fear of being taken away by someone else, makes her constantly restless.
They stayed by his side, off the ground.
At that time, Qinghan was still young, so Xiaoxiao didn't pay too much attention to her. But one time, a girl came to the Prince's mansion as a guest with her grandmother, and...
Xiaoxiao was immediately on guard because Su Mu was about the same age as her.
All day long, Xiaoxiao clung tightly to Su Mu, refusing to leave his side for a moment, and wouldn't let him be alone with that girl no matter what.
Auntie came up to persuade her, but Xiaoxiao's little comrade-in-arms, Qinghan, pulled her away by her sleeve.
As time has passed, Xiaoxiao, though still prone to jealousy, has begun to accept Su Mu's "greed"; and her former most capable "assistant"...
Qinghan, without anyone realizing it, "switched sides" and secretly started to bring him and Aunt Hu together.
What they didn't know was that they had already consummated their relationship with Aunt Hu last night.
Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the charming Hu Chanyuan beside him, and said in a low voice with a hint of teasing smile, "Yes... such a sentiment..."
Doesn't this scene make Aunt Hu feel somewhat like you and I are watching our own daughter play?
"You child...you're just talking nonsense!" Hu Chanyuan blushed slightly and gave him a playful glare.
"Aunt Hu, don't be angry. Look, what's this?" Su Mu flipped her wrist, and a delicate little brocade box appeared in her palm, which she handed to Hu Chan.
In front of Yuan.