Chen Xiao's worry came out of nowhere. It could only be said that he was in love, and his sensitive emotions made him prone to wild thoughts.

The moment Xi Yunting heard his footsteps stop, he turned around as if he had noticed his presence. His ruthless eyes fell on Chen Xiao's face, and suddenly they lit up. In just a moment, they turned from cold iron into hot flames.

"Brother Xiao!" Xi Yunting stood up and walked a few steps towards him and stopped. He looked at Chen Xiao with uncertainty, because he didn't know if he was allowed to approach him at this time. After all, Brother Xiao was so angry that he didn't want to talk to him before.

Xi Yunting, who carefully observed his expression, was completely different from when they first met. Chen Xiao sometimes thought it was incredible that such a cold man could fall in love with him and become his lover.

It was like a male god stepping down from the altar and becoming a mortal. He moved her emotions and triggered all kinds of reactions she had never seen before. Xi Yunting, no longer high and mighty, became more real and close to him, making Chen Xiao even more moved.

Chen Xiao's eyes were complicated, and finally turned into deep guilt and heartache.

He raised his hand and stroked the faint burn marks on Xi Yunting's cheek, his self-blame almost drowning him like a tide. How blind was he? He was so angry half a day ago that he was simply a complete bastard!

At that time, Xi Yunting had just finished a fierce battle with the envoy and luckily saved his life. He actually didn't care about his injuries or his emotions. He only cared about his own mood and yelled hysterically.

Xi Yunting raised his hand and held his hand. Chen Xiao's caring gesture made him feel flattered.

Chen Xiao's eyes were slightly red, he couldn't suppress the huge ups and downs of his mood, he felt like crying again. But this time, it was all because of the heartache for his lover.

"Does it hurt? Where's your medicine? Take it out and I'll apply it on you."

Chen Xiao gently dipped his finger into the emerald green cream. The elixir on his fingertips melted into mist-like small water droplets with a light touch, seeping into the skin and disappearing.

Chen Xiao knew that the wound should feel cold and numb at this moment.

Xi Yunting lowered his eyelids and looked at Chen Xiao quietly, applying medicine to him carefully, meticulously and gently.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have lost my temper." Chen Xiao raised his eyes and looked into Xi Yunting's obsidian eyes.

Xi Yunting seemed a little surprised. He shook his head and said, "No, you are right to blame me. I really didn't think of leading the evil cultivator envoy into the rift zone at that moment."

He was not only comforting Chen Xiao, but also reflecting on himself. Because according to Xi Yunting's personality and principles, he would simply think of running away and avoiding the situation.

In the past, he had fought with people who were two realms higher than him, but the fighting was only for guidance. That kind of fighting was more of a stop-gap, and would not endanger his life at all.

This also caused Xi Yunting to solve battles head-on, relying on his own strength and special abilities to eat his opponents alive. Even though he understood his innate power and applied it to battle, he still did not break away from his original fixed thinking and simply and crudely regarded it as a means of attack without further exploring its function.

If Chen Xiao hadn't made him realize that even if he didn't think about using the rift to escape, he could have used it to increase his chances of winning. The operation of this ability was entirely dependent on his subjective thinking. If he didn't include the surrounding rift areas, there would be no attack trajectory involving the surrounding rift areas.

This made him suddenly realize that at this point in his practice, his previous experience and methods of fighting had formed a deep-rooted stereotyped habit.

A sword cultivator should be fearless and courageous, but he should not be rigid and stereotyped. He did not realize that he had tied his own hands and feet without realizing it.

If not for this, he would not be suppressed so badly in the Stonehenge, and he would have a chance to fight against the evil cultivator.

This discovery upset him and dealt him a great blow, even more so than the frustration of losing to the envoy.

Before Chen Xiao came over, he was in deep reflection, and his whole body was filled with fighting spirit because of these insights. He had never been so eager for a fight as he was now.

It was Xiaodi who made him realize his shortcomings in time, and it was also Xiaodi who calmed him down from his urgent desire to fight.

Now is not the time, he needs to become stronger!

Chen Xiao obviously didn't know what role he played and what kind of chemical reaction he caused. He was regretting it so much at this moment. He said, "You should have heard it just now, right? I only knew it after Nuonuo told me. I shouldn't have said that to you, and I shouldn't have acted so impulsively." Chen Xiao bit his lip and looked at Xi Yunting, feeling uneasy. "Isn't what I did causing any flaws or weaknesses in your state of mind?"

"No." Xi Yunting was a little surprised that Chen Xiao would say that. He said, "I'm sorry, brother may have been too focused on thinking about something just now, and didn't hear what Brother Tang said."

Chen Xiao was stunned for a moment, then glanced at the heavy sword still floating beside them. So, he roughly repeated what Tong Nuonuo had just said, and then he said apologetically: "I don't understand sword cultivation at all, so I blamed you without authorization."

Xi Yunting sighed, opened his arms, and hugged Chen Xiao in his arms. "You can't be blamed for this." It was because Xiaodi cared about him that he was shocked and angry.

The two hugged each other tightly for a while before sitting down leaning against each other.

Chen Xiao found a comfortable position on Xi Yunting's chest. He saw that as they sat down, the heavy sword also lowered its height.

He couldn't help but feel a little curious. This was the first time he had seen his brother's weapon so closely. It was a sword over one meter long, with a dark blade and a sharp edge. There were exquisite spiral patterns on the hilt, and a dark brown sword bridle hung from the end of the hilt.

He stretched out his fingers and touched the heavy blade of the heavy sword. The sword gave him the same feeling as the big brother he had just seen, cold, sharp, awe-inspiring and hard.

Xi Yunting watched Chen Xiao carefully touch it with his finger and then quickly retract it, as if testing the reaction of the heavy sword. He thought his action was very cute, and his heart softened and began to palpitate.

After the ritual, the heavy sword was closely related to him, and even more connected with his mind, controlled and influenced by him. Feeling the emotional fluctuations of the master, the sword body vibrated slightly and emitted a low humming sound, as if giving Chen Xiao some kind of response.

Chen Xiao's almond-shaped eyes suddenly widened with a look of surprise, and he once again touched the golden and purple pattern in the center of the thick sword.

"Brother, can you tell me the origin of this heavy sword? When did you get this sword? Was it already a sword when you got it? Or did you ask someone to make it later?" Chen Xiao felt that they didn't know each other well enough before, so he took the initiative to open the topic.

Xi Yunting enjoyed the peace of this moment and was happy to let Xiaodi get to know him better. He raised his hand and summoned the sword, which lightly crossed the sword body and floated in front of the two people. Xi Yunting held the hilt of the sword and placed it in front of Chen Xiao.

He said: "The name of this heavy sword is Xuefeng. It is three feet and three inches long and weighs nine hundred and thirty-six pounds. The main material of the sword is made of the core of the gold ore."

Chen Xiao was extremely surprised, "This sword actually weighs 936 kilograms?!"

Xi Yunting smiled slightly and handed the hilt of the sword to Chen Xiao. Chen Xiao subconsciously grasped it, and then felt a drop on his wrist.

"It's so heavy!" Chen Xiao was surprised.

This was when Xi Yunting only shared one-third of the weight with him, and his arms could not bear this weight. Thinking of the time when he saw Xi Yunting practicing swords and swinging it with ease, Chen Xiao could not help but marvel.

Worried about hurting Chen Xiao's hand, Xi Yunting only let him feel it for a moment before taking the heavy sword away from his hand.

Xi Yunting said, "Brother, since the Qi Gathering Stage, he has been taking on meritorious missions in the mountain gate, accumulating merit points to exchange for Gold Fire Essence Gold Ore Cores. It was not until the late stage of foundation building that he accumulated enough points and asked his uncle who was proficient in refining tools to make them specifically for him. Brother himself has a gold and fire spiritual root talent, and only materials with the same attributes can maximize the characteristics of the practice."

Only when the distance was so close did Chen Xiao realize that the golden and purple patterns on the sword were not just a simple line, but were composed of extremely fine and complex runes.

"What is this?" he asked. "Is it a rune?"

Xi Yunting nodded, "This rune array can reduce the consumption of true energy and plays an extremely important role in battle."

Chen Xiao understood. This was to enhance combat endurance.

The sword bridle was hanging in Chen Xiao's hand. He pinched it with his fingers. It was woven from a kind of leather with particularly good toughness. I remember watching TV before, the decorations hanging on people's swords were either sword pendants or sword tassels. Why is there a leather rope on Xue Feng's hilt?

After hearing Chen Xiao's question, Xi Yunting patiently explained to him, "Only decorative swords have sword tassels and sword pendants, while martial swords have sword bridles. They are used to prevent the sword from slipping out of your hand or to help you collect the sword more quickly after a flying sword attacks. However, after you have established your foundation and can directly fly the sword, the sword bridle is just a decoration and is not very useful."

He raised his hand and lifted the sword reins, saying, "This sword reins is made of the skin of the beast that Big Brother killed for the first time. It can be regarded as a souvenir."

Xi Yunting had made some progress and no longer made the mistake of ending the topic directly. Extending from the sword reins, he told Chen Xiao what kind of beast he killed for the first time and when he encountered it during training.

Chen Xiao listened very carefully. It turned out that when Xi Yunting first started practicing, he had been fighting constantly and improving his practice by defeating stronger opponents.

He pursed his lips and said, "In the future... I will try my best to get used to the sword cultivation method. I won't worry about it or interfere." It's easy to say, but it's impossible for him to really not worry!

Xi Yunting suddenly raised his hand and stroked his face, saying, "Xiao brother, I was careless this time. I dare not promise you that I will not fall into the same danger again in the future, but if it really happens, I will do my best not to let you be sad."

Given Xi Yunting's reserved and introverted personality, who always keeps things to himself, this is already his most sincere and hard-working promise.