After saying that, a spirit sword suddenly appeared in Qin Zhenzhen's hand.
The sword is about three feet long and has a restrained deep purple color, as if it contains the power of countless thunderbolts.
"This is one of my most treasured possessions!"
Qin Zhenzhen presented the sword as if it were a treasure: "It is made of the best lightning-struck spirit iron that has been tempered through eighty-one processes. It is sturdy and sharp, and it has its own lightning aura to ward off evil. It is very easy to chop people's balls."
Shen Zhaozhao's gaze was instantly drawn to the deep purple spirit sword.
This sword, its quality, its brilliance, and the overwhelming aura of its "value"!
The bewilderment and helplessness I felt when my face was rubbed vanished in an instant.
What do you mean by rubbing my face!
Senior sister, her dear senior sister, she used a natal spirit sword of this level when she made a move!
Isn't it just that she likes to rub her face?
rub!
Knead it however you like!
Massage as long as you want!
Knead it however you like!
Her senior sister was so kind to her, and all she wanted to do was rub her face. What did she do wrong?!
Seeing how much Shen Zhaozhao liked the magical artifact she had given her, Qin Zhenzhen smiled with satisfaction and then began to chatter, "Speaking of this lightning-struck spirit iron, I waited for it for three whole months while I was waiting for a Xuan Turtle Spirit~"
"That Xuan Turtle Spirit has been hiding at the bottom of the cold pool for hundreds of years. Its Dao heart seems very stable. When I started to hunt it down, I didn't even think about picking up anything big. I was just thinking that after it transformed into human form, I could get some scraps."
"Who would have thought the result would be like this~"
Qin Zhenzhen narrowed her long eyes, a hint of smugness in her expression, as if saying, "When luck comes, you can't stop it."
“I stayed there for three months, hiding in the cracks of the rocks by the cold pool, barely daring to breathe, for fear of startling it.”
"That Xuan Turtle Spirit is strange too. Ever since I squatted there, it's been jumping around in a panic, peeking out and looking around suspiciously. I was wondering why it was such a calm turtle before, but is now so agitated before its tribulation?"
"As expected, on the day it underwent its tribulation, several bolts of heavenly lightning cracked its shell. The lightning-struck spiritual iron in this sword is the essence of that shell after it was repeatedly tempered by heavenly lightning. I really got a great deal!"
Qin Zhenzhen smiled, her eyes crinkling. Shen Zhaozhao, holding the still warm, deep purple spirit sword whose blade was faintly humming, listened to her third senior sister's vivid description of her "glorious deeds" of "staking out" the sword. Her expression instantly became somewhat subtle.
Senior sister...
Is it possible that... that Xuan Turtle Spirit's final wavering in its Daoist resolve and paranoia was because of those three months you spent... crawling in the shadows... staring intently at it... in the cracks between the stones in front of its house every day...
It scared it half to death!
Tu Shanche, standing to the side, was completely dumbfounded.
What's wrong with this person?
Judging from this, she has harmed more than just the Yun Chuan Fox Clan among the demon cultivators?
Seeing that his brother was about to be implicated again, Murong Xiao quickly stepped forward and forcefully changed the subject: "By the way, Senior Sister Zhenzhen, do you know our sect leader's recent whereabouts? We're looking for him—"
Mentioning Xie Linyuan, Qin Zhenzhen's face, which had just been beaming with sunshine, instantly fell and turned sullen.
She snorted coldly, exhaling a strong snort of disgust: "That damn lunatic is still alive? Truly, a scourge that lives on for a thousand years."
Shen Zhaozhao blinked, clutching her new sword, about to ask, "Senior sister, is that lunatic forcing you to act out a forced love script where he runs away, you chase, and he can't escape?" But before she could finish speaking—
"So what if I like sweet and soft little girls?! What's it to him?!"
Qin Zhenzhen seemed to have been touched on a sore spot, her voice filled with righteous indignation, "That old cucumber painted green, what right does he have to say I'm heretical?! He doesn't know anything!"
Murong Xiao: "..."
Murong Xiao's lips twitched violently twice. He originally thought he was already outrageous enough, but he didn't expect... his senior sister was no less outrageous!
It seems he needs to work harder and not let his senior sister outdo him!
Shen Zhaozhao: "???"
Shen Zhaozhao held the sword, her face filled with utter bewilderment.
no?
What happened?
Is the script different from what she imagined?
What about forced love?
Is it impossible to escape?
How did it become "Old Deng" hindering "sister-loving" people?!
After scolding Xie Linyuan, Qin Zhenzhen seemed to feel that most of her anger had been released, and her mood was noticeably much better.
She let out a long sigh, turned her head, and her gaze returned to Shen Zhaozhao.
That fondness for "fragrant and soft" instantly overshadowed any resentment towards "Old Deng".
Qin Zhenzhen chuckled and moved with lightning speed, grabbing Shen Zhaozhao's waist and pulling her closer to her.
"Hiss hiss..."
Completely ignoring Tu Shanche's shocked gaze, Qin Zhenzhen unceremoniously brought her face close to her junior sister's neck and whispered, "My Zhaozhao's waist is so slender... the curve, the feel... tsk tsk, this kind of waist is perfect for rolling around and [beep]..."
Shen Zhaozhao: "!!!"
The spirit sword in his arms almost slipped from his grasp.
Shen Zhaozhao jolted awake, instantly taking half a step back. Is this...is this right?!
Is this normal?!
Will this even pass censorship?!
Shen Zhaozhao acted quickly, forcing a smile as she changed the subject: "Speaking of which, senior sister, I happen to have something important I'd like to ask you for help with..."
When Qin Zhenzhen heard that her Zhaozhao needed her help, her eyes lit up.
They didn't even bother acting.
He pounced on Shen Zhaozhao with the ferocity of a hungry tiger, sticking to her body with perfect precision. He was like a piece of chewing gum that he couldn't shake off, his voice sweet and cloying, full of the heroic spirit of "going through fire and water for my little sister".
"Hehe, Zhao Zhao's affairs are my affairs, I'll take care of anything, no matter how big!"
"Just tell me what's wrong~ I'll cover for you!"
The cloying, sticky feeling gave Murong Xiao goosebumps just watching it.
Of course, this scene wasn't limited to Murong Xiao; not far from them, deep within the dense canopy of an ancient, gnarled tree.
Yunji's face, which could barely be considered decent, was now completely distorted into a mask of pain.
As a diligent worker in the upper realm, Xie Linyuan, that bastard, abandoned his post and ran back to the Nine Heavens, leaving behind a nonchalant "keep an eye on things," thus passing this hot potato to him.
The key point is that the reason that idiot ran away was that he was afraid of being recognized by Prince Mingxiao, which would lead to Shen Zhaozhao knowing his identity and then disliking him for being too old.
hehe.
Honestly, all he wanted to do at that moment was slap a huge wad of bricks on Xie Linyuan's face, that face that looked like God was chasing after him to feed him.
Are you afraid of being disliked for being too old?!
Then don't parade around with that face that could blind the entire world!
Are you afraid Mingxiao will recognize you?
With Mingxiao's stupidity, where his mind is only on his brother, how could he possibly remember anything!
Besides, you're afraid of being recognized by Mingxiao, but isn't he afraid too?!
What did that idiot say again?
oh.
He said that someone as plain-looking as himself should be forgotten by Mingxiao after he's seen him.
Oh.
He is the elder brother of your father.
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