"Alright, alright, stop crying. You should be dripping your essence blood onto the artifact, not using tears to make it recognize you as its master. Before Han Ya returns, hurry up and make the artifact recognize you as its master. If you wait any longer, something else might happen."
Xiao Feng patted Su Xueqing's head and said these words with a smile. Su Xueqing's eyes reddened even more, and she threw herself into Xiao Feng's arms.
"Xiao Feng, thank you!" Su Xueqing's muffled voice rang out.
Xiao Feng couldn't very well push her out of his arms, so he could only hold Su Xueqing and gently soothe her emotions.
Xiao Feng once again stuffed the divine artifact into Su Xueqing's arms.
This time, Su Xueqing did not refuse again. She stepped out of Xiao Feng's embrace, took the artifact, and sat down next to Xiao Feng, ready to make her move.
This time, the artifact finally showed some reaction.
It probably didn't expect that it, as a divine artifact, would be refused by the two of them, and it was a little angry.
After Xiao Feng placed it in Su Xueqing's arms, the sword was already drawn from its sheath by itself before Su Xueqing could even draw it out.
Then it slashed Su Xueqing's palm, letting her blood drip onto its sword.
Su Xueqing had just sat down to meditate and hadn't even realized what was happening when she felt a slight pain in her fingertips, and then the divine sword was already floating in front of her.
Su Xueqing subconsciously looked towards Xiao Feng, but the next second, her consciousness was drawn into the world of the divine artifact.
In a vast white space, Su Xueqing and the small sword floating in front of her stared at each other.
"Are you... the sword spirit of the divine artifact?" Su Xueqing hesitated for a moment before tentatively asking.
"Hmph! Foolish and ignorant humans! How dare you try to shirk your responsibilities to this divine artifact! If I didn't know I couldn't escape, I would have killed you all!" This little sword spirit had quite a temper.
"It's not that I'm making excuses, I just feel a little embarrassed to take it since I didn't snatch it from you. Are we going to put you to the test now? I'm ready."
Su Xueqing hadn't expected the sword spirit of the divine artifact to be so unpredictable, and it had even become a little upset because of her and Xiao Feng's back-and-forth shirking of the matter.
"Hmph! Woman, the reason I dripped your blood on the sword is not because I acknowledge you. I just don't like that man. But if you can't pass my test, I still won't acknowledge you as my master!" the little sword spirit said arrogantly.
"I know, I won't let him down, I will definitely pass your test!" Su Xueqing said firmly.
"Alright, then let me see how long you can last!" The sword spirit puffed out its cheeks and made a face at Su Xueqing before disappearing into the artifact space.
The humming sound of a longsword soon echoed from the void of the artifact space.
Su Xueqing turned around, and a long sword phantom was flying rapidly in her direction.
Su Xueqing swiftly dodged, and in the process drew her longsword, dispelling the illusory image of the sword.
Before Su Xueqing could catch her breath, two more illusory sword shadows flew toward her from different directions.
Su Xueqing raised her hand and scattered it again.
Four phantom images of long swords flew in from afar...
Xiao Feng looked at Su Xueqing, who had closed her eyes and whose consciousness had clearly entered the artifact's space. He wondered if Su Xueqing could pass the artifact's test.
In the first few minutes, Xiao Feng saw that Su Xueqing's expression was calm and her magical power was also very calm, without any excessive fluctuations.
Xiao Feng wondered if Su Xueqing could gain the sword spirit's approval?
However, just as Xiao Feng had this thought, Su Xueqing's face turned pale, and she spat out a mouthful of blood.
Xiao Feng quickly stepped forward.
Su Xueqing's body trembled slightly, and her magical power began to surge.
However, Su Xueqing's consciousness had not yet emerged from the artifact space.
Xiao Feng dared not speak easily, fearing that he would disrupt Su Xueqing's process of gaining the sword spirit's approval, so he could only anxiously watch over her from the side.
As time passed, just a quarter of an hour later, Su Xueqing coughed up another mouthful of blood, and her face turned even paler.
Now Xiao Feng couldn't sit still any longer, sensing that Su Xueqing's magical power was rapidly draining away.
Xiao Feng finally made up his mind and slowly transferred his immortal power into Su Xueqing's body.
Sensing that his immortal power did not cause any rejection in Su Xueqing's body, Xiao Feng sat cross-legged behind her.
Whenever Xiao Feng sensed an impending fluctuation within Su Xueqing's body, he would immediately use his immortal power to regulate the energy within her.
The two sat there for three days and three nights.
When Han Ya returned, he saw Xiao Feng with his eyes closed, focused on treating Su Xueqing.
At this moment, neither of them was on guard.
Han Ya stopped in his tracks and stood at a distance, somewhat hesitant.
He has already completed the task that Xiao Feng asked him to do.
But should he give it another shot?
In this situation, if he makes a move, he is guaranteed to hit the target with one blow, and neither of them will survive!
That way, he could not only obtain the divine artifact, but also avoid being hunted down by Xiao Feng. Han Ya shamefully became tempted.
"As long as I make a move, they will surely die, completely unprepared at this moment! Xiao Feng simply cannot spare the attention to observe the surrounding situation!"
"He doesn't even know I'm back. If I get the artifact, I can leave the secret realm smoothly. Should I take action?"
Han Ya's mind was also in turmoil.
On the one hand, he felt that with his strength, he would definitely succeed in launching a surprise attack on the unprepared Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing.
On the other hand, the things Xiao Feng had done during this period, which Han Ya thought were impossible, made him somewhat wary of Xiao Feng.
Moreover, Han Ya had just conceived the idea of taking action against Xiao Feng.
That sense of danger made him feel like the scales on his body were about to stand on end.
It was as if every cell in his body was screaming at him not to make such a foolish decision.
After a long while, Han Ya sighed silently.
"In the end, I didn't dare to lay a hand on him. Oh well, maybe this is my fate. Who knows if this brat is deliberately setting a trap for me? I'd better just behave myself!"
After calming his resentment, Han Ya approached Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing, preparing to protect them.
However, as soon as Han Ya looked up, he saw Xiao Feng staring in his direction with a half-smile.
Xiao Feng had somehow withdrawn his spiritual power!
Han Ya felt a chill run down his spine and was incredibly grateful that he had regained his senses and hadn't taken advantage of the moment to attack Xiao Feng and Su Xueqing.
He knew it all too well—that heartless, black-hearted bastard Xiao Feng!
He was definitely digging a hole for himself just now!
If he dared to lay a hand on him, Xiao Feng would seize the opportunity to absorb all of his magical power.
He almost fell for Xiao Feng's trick.
But Han Ya didn't know that he had actually wronged Xiao Feng.
If it weren't for the system reminder, Xiao Feng really wouldn't have expected Han Ya to return so quickly.
He had completely forgotten about it these past two days.
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