"Of course, look, maple represents stability and harvest, maple leaves are longing, Xiao Fan's name implies the extraordinary in the ordinary, and Yue Xi goes without saying."

Yin Tiantian was even more confused. She looked at Leng Yuexi and asked:

"Then what about sweet?"

"Cough cough!"

Qin Feng couldn't help but cough. He was probably just a naive and innocent girl. His master was indeed prescient and had a good eye for people.

Yin Tiantian glared at him, wondering why Qin Feng was reacting like that; he must be up to no good.

Xiao Fan also looked at Leng Yuexi with curiosity.

Leng Yuexi smiled and looked at her earnestly, saying, "Sweetness is my hope for your wonderful future. I wish you a beautiful and sweet life. Your father dotes on you very much."

After her explanation, Yin Tiantian raised her head high, feeling confident again, and gave Qin Feng a disdainful look.

"Yuexi is really something else. She's beautiful and speaks so nicely. Hmph, unlike someone else."

Xiaoxi, could you help me summon a sword spirit? Someone with a similar skill level to mine will do.

"Hmm, let's call her Xiaoling then. She is the spirit of the sword, and 'Ling' sounds the same as her name, which suits her identity and is easy to remember. What do you think?"

"Okay, not bad. From now on, her name will be Xiaoling. Thank you, Xiaoxi. Wait for me a moment."

As Yin Tiantian spoke, her divine sense returned to the inner space of the Crimson Sky Immortal Sword.

The remaining three, Qin Feng, Leng Yuexi, and Xiao Fan, looked at each other in bewilderment.

"Haha, I've come up with a name for you. See if you like it. It's called Xiaoling. What do you think?"

The little girl was very happy and murmured, "Xiaoling, Xiaoling, I have a name now. From now on, I will be called Xiaoling. Thank you, Master."

Yin Tiantian waved her hand, "From now on, call me sister. Master is too distant."

"Okay, sister."

"By the way, uh, cough cough, do you have any cultivation techniques or anything like that, like peerless sword manuals?"

"Yes, yes, I called you back then because I wanted you to inherit the legacy of the Immortal Sword."

As she spoke, the sword spirit Xiaoling pointed her finger, and the surrounding spatial mist dissipated.

Following the direction of her finger, Yin Tiantian saw a stone tablet, exuding an ancient and profound aura.