The few of them came to Jinghu Courtyard again, but this time Yi Ming did not ask Bei Qianyao for a discount. Instead, he rented a refining room at the full price and began to refine a flying sword for Wan Qingying.

Yi Ming went in to refine the weapon. The whole refining process was estimated to take a day and night. Wan Qingying, Qing Yangzi and the other two simply stayed in the inn provided by Jinghuyuan.

As for Cong Shaobai, he also stayed in Jinghu Courtyard and was attentive to Wan Qingying.

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"This boy has his eyes on Miss Wan." Tie Zhen said with a curled lip.

"It's as if you're the only one with eyes, and we're not blind." Yuqiao Sanren said with disdain, "But Miss Wan doesn't have any interest in him at all, she's very polite."

"I heard that they have known each other for half a year. It seems that Miss Wan is more polite to him than to Brother Yi. Do you think she is interested in Brother Yi?" Tie Zhen's eyes were burning with gossip. "I think so, Brother Yi. You are just helping to refine a weapon, but you still charge her so much. If it were me, you should just give her all three flying swords you refined, and you will leave an impression of being generous and magnanimous."

Early the next morning, everyone gathered again in a small reception courtyard in Jinghu Courtyard, because Yi Ming was already drinking tea and eating snacks in the room in a very open manner.

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"Women are meticulous and deft. Jinghu Palace is worthy of being a sect for female cultivators. The reason why Jinghu Courtyard is always full of guests is not just because of its abundant resources. The snacks they serve are indeed quite unique and very delicious." Yi Ming asked everyone to sit down while stuffing another piece of snack into his mouth.

“Tsk…” Tiezhen curled his lips, “The first time we met, he questioned whether I had lived so long because I was a coward. Who could hit it off with him right away?”

"Okay." Cong Shaobai nodded, and understood the meaning of Wan Qingying's words. He turned to ask about Yi Ming, "That Yi Ming, I think he is frivolous, has a boastful personality, has little ability but is very arrogant. How did you get to know him?"

"That's right." Wan Qingying nodded. "I've been out for a year now. To prevent my mother from worrying, it's time to go back."

Are you kidding? She was going back to break off the engagement this time. What would it mean to bring a man with her? What kind of signal would this send to others? Not to mention that the elder of the Gong family would be slapped in the face and would definitely hate her father and daughter to the bone. It would also give people the illusion that she had broken off the engagement because she had found another man.

Wan Qingying smiled and patted the table, "Stop talking nonsense. Where is my sword?"

"Go, go, go away..." Tiezhen drove Yujiao Sanren out of the room. The conversation ended here because of the digression, and they all dispersed. One by one, they continued to practice or familiarize themselves with their new magic weapons.

As he walked out of the room, Cong Shaobai's face instantly became gloomy. His lips moved slightly and he cursed silently. He glanced in the direction of the Jinghu Palace refining room with gloomy eyes, and he felt vaguely threatened in his heart.

"No need." Wan Qingying refused without hesitation, "Thank you for your kindness, Brother Cong, but this is not appropriate."

Dog licker!

"Miss Wan, once you get the new flying sword, will you go back to Shangyong Country?"

Yuqiao Sanren rolled his eyes and unconsciously moved a little further away from Tie Zhen.

On the other side, Cong Shaobai knocked on Wan Qingying's door.

She doesn't like Cong Shaobai, but she is not stupid. They can still coexist peacefully like this now. If she angers Cong Shaobai, given her helpless background in Jing State, she may have to flee again.

Cong Shaobai couldn't help but frown, and his doubts deepened. Just fighting together, how could Wan Qingying and Yi Ming be so familiar with each other? However, Cong Shaobai knew that Wan Qingying never lied, so although he felt something was not right, Wan Qingying stopped at that point, and he couldn't investigate further, so he could only say goodbye and leave.

You know, Cong Shaobai's grandfather is one of the great elders of Wangshan Sect, a great cultivator with the late stage of Condensation. He is a third-generation immortal! So Wan Qingying couldn't really anger Cong Shaobai, and of course she wouldn't accept Cong Shaobai's kindness and give him the wrong impression. That's why she has always refused to go to Wangshan Sect. After advancing to the Condensation stage, she is ready to return home as soon as possible. Cong Shaobai nodded, his eyes flickering, and suddenly said, "How about I accompany you back to the mountain?"

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As a woman who had escaped from marriage, when she encountered a man who had no feelings for her, could she still expect her to obey? It was all because Cong Shaobai had never spoken out, and had always been polite to Wan Qingying, so it was not convenient for Wan Qingying to directly ask him to leave.

How? They killed an elder of their own Du Yuan Sect together? So Wan Qingying just avoided the main point and said, "It's just fighting together."

Besides, bringing people up the mountain would give people this impression. If the sect misunderstood again, and Cong Shaobai shamelessly proposed marriage, what would she do? So no matter whether Cong Shaobai really cared about her or had other purposes, Wan Qingying would not take him back to Duyuan Sect.

Yuqiao Sanren blinked when he heard this and smiled in surprise, "So there is a story about your meeting? What happened? Tell me about it."

Hearing Cong Shaobai's evaluation of Yi Ming, Wan Qingying couldn't help but sneer in her heart. When he was at the eighth level of Qi Refining, he could fight against his own elders in the Condensation Period. Now that he has been promoted to the early stage of Condensation, it is estimated that killing cultivators of the same level is like playing. You still look down on him? But of course Wan Qingying couldn't tell Cong Shaobai about how she met Yi Ming.

"That's because Brother Yi has a funny personality and makes people feel close to him." Qing Yangzi said calmly, "Didn't we also hit it off with Brother Yi the first time we met?"

After seeing the flying swords of Qingyangzi and Yuqiao Sanren yesterday, she was already impatient. The quality of those two swords almost surpassed all the lower-grade Xuan-level flying swords of her Duyuan Sect. Only two or three flying swords made by the weapon-refining masters of Huwang Valley could barely compete with them.

Yi Ming laughed and waved his hand, and a flying sword floated in the center of the round table.

The flying sword is one foot and seven inches long and one and a half inches wide. Only the sword body exists. The overall shape is streamlined and silver-white. Touches of platinum light shine and flow on the flying sword against the sunlight, making it look beautiful and beautiful.

However, except for Qing Yangzi and Wan Qingying who were concentrating on looking at it, everyone else was stunned. Although this flying sword looked very beautiful, it didn't seem to have anything special about it. It was just an ordinary flying sword? It felt even worse than the Qingguang Xingsha Sword and the Hunyuan White Jade Sword.

(End of this chapter)