Seeing this, Leng Muya's cold expression softened a bit: "Alright, everyone go back and get some rest. Zi Ling has just completed her breakthrough and needs time to stabilize her realm."

Rong Jiaojiao bent down and picked up Ziling, gently stroking the fur on its neck with her fingertips, and asked it telepathically, "Ziling, do you want to go to the small secret realm to consolidate your cultivation?"

Zi Ling rubbed her palm contentedly, making a comfortable purring sound, and her voice echoed in Rong Jiaojiao's mind: "Master, no need, I feel great."

"Alright!"

Leng Muya released the car, and everyone got in and returned to the monitoring team.

On the way, Leng Muya recalled seeing Rong Jiaojiao using a sword during the previous battle. She felt it was quite extraordinary at the time, but she hadn't had time to ask her about it until now.

When she had a moment, she asked, "Jiaojiao, let me see your magic sword."

Rong Jiaojiao took out the Lingyuan Sword and asked, "Uncle-Master, what's wrong with this sword?"

Leng Muya took the Lingyuan Sword and examined it carefully.

The sword has an ancient and simple design, faintly revealing a calm and powerful spiritual energy fluctuation, and ancient runes are carved on the hilt.

"The material and spiritual energy fluctuations of this sword are extraordinary," Leng Muya pondered. "You've struck gold?"

Rong Jiaojiao shook her head, a hint of confusion flashing in her eyes: "When I was refining it, I also felt that the material was good, but I couldn't tell what grade it was. Please enlighten me, Master Uncle."

Zhang Zekai also came over, curiously examining the Lingyuan Sword: "The material of this sword looks like ancient black iron. Could it be a magical flying sword?"

While driving, Chen Pengfei did not forget to use his divine sense to investigate. After finishing, he nodded in agreement: "Indeed, the spiritual energy fluctuations of this sword are very unique. It feels like it has its own spirit."

Leng Muya handed the sword back to Rong Jiaojiao and said with a smile, "You have good fortune. This is indeed a flying sword. When we get back, I will teach you the flying sword technique. With more practice, you will be able to fly on a sword."

Chen Pengfei immediately braked, and then Rong Jiaojiao felt two burning gazes fixed on the Lingyuan Sword in her hand.

Zhang Zekai asked, "Is it really a flying sword?"

Leng Muya nodded: "There's no mistake. A magic sword couldn't possibly have such powerful spiritual energy fluctuations, and the runes on the sword aren't ordinary talismans, but ancient formations. It's obviously been carefully crafted. This sword is at least a mid-grade treasure sword, and it might even be close to a high-grade one."

Zhang Zekai and Chen Pengfei exchanged a glance, their eyes filled with shock and envy.

Magic swords are already considered quite precious treasures at their level, let alone flying swords that are close to high-grade.

"Master Uncle, is this sword really that powerful?" Rong Jiaojiao was also somewhat incredulous. She had always thought that the Lingyuan Sword was just an ordinary magic sword.

Leng Muya nodded, a hint of appreciation flashing in her eyes: "The material and craftsmanship of this sword are both outstanding. Its blade is made of ancient black iron, a material that is incredibly hard and can absorb the spiritual energy of heaven and earth, making it very suitable for forging into a flying sword."

"The runes on the hilt are an ancient 'Spirit Suppression Array,' which can suppress the spiritual energy fluctuations of the sword to prevent outsiders from noticing them, and at the same time enhance the stability of the sword."

Zhang Zekai couldn't help but reach out to touch the Lingyuan Sword, but was repelled by an invisible force.

He looked at Leng Muya in surprise: "This sword seems to have a spirit; it doesn't recognize strangers."

Leng Muya smiled slightly: "This means it has recognized its master. The Lingyuan Sword is in harmony with Jiaojiao's spiritual power, making it difficult for outsiders to touch. This sword has a strong spiritual nature, and only those who are truly in tune with its will can wield it."

Chen Pengfei exclaimed, "So that's how it is. When will I be able to get one?"

Zhang Zekai also said, "Junior Sister Rong, you have to take me with you when we go on missions in the future."

Rong Jiaojiao was constantly sensing their emotions. She could sense that they admired her but were not jealous. She smiled and said, "Of course, we're in the same group."

Chen Pengfei started the car, saying, "I'm here too."

"certainly!"

The atmosphere inside the car became harmonious for a moment.

A warm feeling welled up in Rong Jiaojiao's heart. She gently stroked the Lingyuan Sword and felt a slight tremor coming from the blade, as if it were responding to her touch.

"Senior Uncle, can you teach me how to fly on a sword?" Rong Jiaojiao looked up, her eyes full of anticipation.

Leng Muya nodded: "Of course, I'll teach you when we get back."

Although she doesn't have her own flying sword, she can control it.

Back at the headquarters of the inspection team, Leng Muya asked, "Jiaojiao, would you like to rest first or learn sword control?"

Three voices rang out simultaneously: "Learn the sword control technique!"

The three of them exchanged glances and laughed.

Leng Muya said, "Since none of you want to rest, then let's go."

After saying that, he turned and walked towards the training ground in the backyard, and Rong Jiaojiao quickly followed.

Zhang Zekai and Chen Pengfei naturally followed, their eyes full of anticipation.

"To fly on a sword, one must first achieve perfect harmony between man and sword." Leng Muya stood in the center of the arena, a regular magic sword appearing in her hand at some point. "Watch closely."

She held the magic sword horizontally in front of her chest, and as spiritual energy flowed, the sword gleamed with a faint blue light.

With a flick of her wrist, the magic sword flew out with a "whoosh," drawing an arc in the air.

"You must concentrate your mind and keep your spiritual energy even," Leng Muya explained as she demonstrated. "Beginners can start with short-range control."

Rong Jiaojiao watched intently, the Lingyuan Sword trembling slightly in her hand, as if it too was eager to be used.

"You give it a try." Leng Muya sheathed her magic sword. "Remember, don't rush. Feel the sword's spirit."

Rong Jiaojiao gripped the Lingyuan Sword and, following Leng Muya's instructions, slowly channeled spiritual energy into the blade.

The ancient runes on the sword lit up one by one, emitting a soft blue light.

"rise!"

With a soft shout, the Lingyuan Sword trembled and left her palm, hovering three feet above the ground.

The sword tip is slightly upturned, like a falcon poised to pounce.

"Great!" Zhang Zekai couldn't help but cheer.

Chen Pengfei also gave a thumbs up: "To do this on the first try, you truly deserve to be called a genius!"

Rong Jiaojiao focused intently on controlling the flying sword. The Lingyuan Sword moved slowly in the air, swaying slightly, but it was indeed flying according to her will.

Suddenly, the sword trembled violently and almost went out of control.

Zi Ling immediately jumped onto her shoulder, her little paws resting on her ear, conveying a comforting energy.

"Don't get distracted," Leng Muya reminded her. "The sword moves with your mind; where the intention goes, the sword follows."

Rong Jiaojiao composed herself and refocused her attention.

This time, the Lingyuan Sword's flight trajectory was noticeably more stable, drawing neat circles in the air.

"Very good." Leng Muya nodded in satisfaction. "Now try to speed things up."

As she practiced more, Rong Jiaojiao gradually mastered the knack.

The Lingyuan Sword seemed to be in sync with her thoughts, weaving nimbly through the air, sometimes making sharp turns, sometimes stopping abruptly.