At this moment, Ruo Qingyan, who was in the room, had a flushed face.

Her skin was snow-white, rosy, and glowing.

Sitting on the lotus platform, she resembled a radiant fairy, her appearance captivating all who beheld her.

The image of the wind chime standing up from the bucket remained vivid in her mind, lingering there.

The creature she had never seen before had a tremendous impact on her young mind!

My head is practically steaming.

By the afternoon of the second day, the chaotic breathing had finally been brought under control.

Xiao Hui sensed it too, and was secretly delighted:

"Your Holiness, are you hungry? Would you like some...?"

"Need not."

Ruo Qingyan interrupted her directly.

Xiao Hui pursed her lips upon hearing this:

"Alright... Please take good care of your health, Your Majesty."

"Um."

Then there was no more movement inside, and Xiao Hui sighed softly.

Ever since that wind chime arrived, the Holy Maiden seems to have become increasingly indifferent to me.

Am I just imagining things?

Or did I do something wrong that made the Holy Maiden dislike me?

Waaaaah...

In the following days, Ruo Qingyan's breathing remained irregular from time to time.

Xiao Hui knew that her obsessive-compulsive disorder had flared up again.

However, Ruo Qingyan never went to look for Feng Ling again.

This left her puzzled.

"Your Holiness, aren't you going to find the wind chimes?"

"I'm not going!"

Xiaofen:...

What happened?

She was a little worried.

Another two weeks have passed.

On Tianshi Peak, a surge of spiritual energy erupted, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth poured into Fengling's body as if going mad.

The spiritual spring inside the wooden barrel was boiling, churning, and evaporating.

Fengling sat there, her whole body red, like a crab that had been scalded red, with steam rising from her body.

His brows were furrowed, and he looked to be in some pain.

Ruo Tinghan simply said calmly from the side:

"Use this breakthrough to absorb all of this spiritual spring water."

Feng Ling remained silent, enduring the excruciating pain of the terrifying spiritual energy pouring into her body while simultaneously absorbing the boiling spiritual spring.

Five minutes later, the spiritual energy fluctuations stopped, and the spiritual spring in the bucket had evaporated almost completely.

The remaining bit of spiritual spring water also turned into a clear, water-like state.

He slowly opened his eyes and exhaled a breath of stale air.

He then began to breathe heavily, his eyes filled with joy.

Fourth-tier initial stage!

"You've just broken through to a higher realm and need to consolidate your strength. I'll teach you the Glazed Mirror Heart Technique. Go back and practice it 500 times."

Previously, Fengling and the others had only practiced the ordinary Mirror Mind Technique.

The 【Glassy Mirror Heart Technique】is the Ruo family's top-tier technique for cultivating the mind and refining one's spiritual realm.

Only members of the Ruo family, or those who have made significant contributions to the family, are qualified to practice this spiritual art.

"Go back? I'll fix it here."

Fengling didn't want to waste time walking; he wanted to seize every minute and second to become stronger!

Ruo Tinghan simply said:

"Go back to farming. You haven't plowed that land for me yet."

Wind chimes: ...

"Master, if I may ask, what is your relationship with the lady of the house I live in?"

Ruo Tinghan glanced at him, said nothing, and disappeared.

Seeing this, Feng Ling smiled, but then her smile suddenly froze.

"Hey! Where are my clothes?!"

If Tinghan doesn't respond...

Finally, like a thief, Fengling flew naked back to Forbidden Love Peak, hiding and sneaking along the way.

At the third tier, you'll gain a magical ability that allows you to fly.

It's just that the speed is a bit slow, but it's better than nothing.

At this time, Chu Sheng and Xi Ran were still training on another mountain peak.

But Fengling remained cautious, covering her crotch, and quietly approached behind a tree.

I noticed an elderly man sweeping the ground at the entrance of the courtyard.

After glancing around to make sure no one else was around, she quickly covered herself and ran over.

"Hey, sir! I'm not a pervert, it's just that a pervert stole my clothes."

After saying that, Fengling didn't pay much attention to the person and ran into her room in a flash.

After changing his clothes, he came out again, stretched, and looked at the old man in front of him.

After watching quietly for a while, I noticed something peculiar.

The old man was clearly sweeping the floor, but the dust didn't fly up.

Under his control, it was as if they were under his control, unable to float at all.

"Sir, what do you do for a living?"

He suddenly asked.

The old man lowered his head, his long, snow-white hair tied up on his head.

It looks a bit like the style of an ancient scholar.

With his wrinkled hands, he held a broom and swept away the yellow earth bit by bit.

His voice was somewhat hoarse as he said:

"sweep the floor."

"Sweep what?"

"land."

The wind chime smiled upon hearing this:

"I know how to sweep, but what's on the floor?"

Looking around, there was nothing on the ground.

"earth."

Feng Ling walked up to him but didn't sense any spiritual power in him.

There are two possibilities.

First, he concealed his aura.

Another possibility is that he might just be an ordinary person.

However, in this area, finding even one ordinary person would be considered a loss for Fengling.

He watched quietly for a while, then asked:

"Did the head of the family send you to sweep the dirt?"

"yes."

The old man spoke softly, his hands moving without stopping, and he didn't even glance at the wind chimes.

"You're going to sweep all this dirt off the mountain?"

"yes."

"Is it profitable? I'd like to sweep too."

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