What's so funny? It's just a stick.
Ning Xiaocao puffed out her cheeks.
"When we get back, your brother will forge you a sword, the best sword ever made."
"No need, just make me an iron rod."
She will use a stick from now on.
She was going to use this stick to beat all those who had mocked her to a pulp.
"Okay, we'll use a stick."
Ning Hong patted Ning Xiaocao's head, and the two of them rode their staffs toward Shuiyue Peak.
Yan Wu was already waiting for them on Shuiyue Peak.
I saw two people coming up on wooden sticks.
He couldn't help but pat his head with the fan in his hand.
"Oh dear, I completely forgot to prepare a sword for you all." Most cultivators use swords, but there are exceptions, such as Yan Wu himself.
He came up by stepping on his fan.
The fan in his hand is his magical implement.
"It doesn't matter anyway, my natal magic weapon is going to be made into a stick."
She didn't know what kind of cultivator she was; she just followed her brother.
Perhaps he could be considered a swordsman?
Although she doesn't use a sword.
"Alright, I have another piece of Xuan Iron. I'll send it to you when we get back to the sect."
"How can that be? There's no need for that. My brother said he'll find a way to help me."
"Little Grass, don't you think you're being far too cold to me?"
Yan Wu pouted.
"No way, I've already accepted all your Illusionary Sound Butterflies." Such expensive Illusionary Sound Butterflies.
Ning Xiaocao felt a little uneasy when she thought about its price.
"That's what you got in exchange for some snacks."
"That little bit of snack isn't enough."
No matter how delicious my brother's snacks are, how much are they really worth?
"Okay, we'll talk about it later."
Ning Hong interrupted their conversation, saying that he had recently refined a top-grade Heaven-rank pill, which he might be able to exchange with him.
"Let's talk about it when we get back."
It doesn't matter, there's plenty of time. A cultivator's lifespan is long enough, regardless of other factors. He can simply stay by the grass; one day, he'll see the light at the end of the tunnel.
"Little grass, Brother Hongze."
Just as Yan Wu was thinking this, a figure jumped down from the longsword. Before the person even arrived, a voice full of surprise had already come over.
"It really was you guys."
Long Lin looked delighted.
He had just seen two familiar figures land on Shuiyue Peak on the neighboring mountain, and immediately flew over on his sword to take a look.
Unexpectedly, it really was Ning Hongze and Ning Xiaocao.
It's been ten years since we last met.
The grass seems to have changed a bit, yet it also seems like it hasn't changed at all.
That face is still the same.
But his eyes have matured a lot, completely different from before.
Most importantly, he seemed a little unfamiliar to me.
"Little grass?"
"Brother Long, it's been a long time."
Ning Xiaocao greeted her with a smile.
"Yes, you guys are really going too far. You just ran away and left that letter behind, so I have nowhere to look for you."
Long Lin's hands trembled slightly.
This is the joy of a long-awaited reunion.
"this--"
She didn't know what excuse to use; she couldn't very well tell Long Lin directly that they were trying to avoid him.
"Brother Hongze?"
Seeing Ning Xiaocao silently lower her head, Long Lin then looked at Ning Hongze. "You two aren't deliberately avoiding me, are you?"
"That's not true. It's because cultivation transcends time. Once you enter a meditative state, you simply forget about time."
Ning Hong patted Long Lin on the shoulder and changed the subject, "What is your cultivation level now? It must be quite good, right?"
The original owner of this body harbored resentment towards Long Lin, but not hatred.
After all, they are children raised directly, so there is bound to be some affection between them.
Moreover, in the original owner's view, he was the one who wronged Long Lin. Knowing full well that Long Lin didn't like Xiao Cao, he still forced Long Lin to marry Xiao Cao by taking advantage of his kindness.
Therefore, he also hoped that Long Lin could live a good life.
"Now I'm already in the late stage of the Golden Core realm."
"That's not bad."
He truly lives up to his reputation as the male protagonist of the story.
"Where is Brother Hongze?"
"I am at the mid-stage of the Golden Core realm."
Mo Lan, who was following behind Long Lin, was stunned.
How could that be?
How long has it been?
Cultivators often seclude themselves for decades, and some may not even succeed in establishing their foundation even after a hundred years. Yet this person before us has entered the Golden Core stage in such a short time—
Even if it was her, it was only because she was born into a family of cultivators and even had the help of a small secret realm that she was able to enter the Golden Core stage in such a short time.
Could this person in front of me also have a secret?
Mo Lan carefully observed Ning Hongze.
The person's aura was very faint.
How should I put it?
Most cultivators could tell the difference to some extent, but the Ning siblings were different. If they didn't say anything, they wouldn't even be able to sense the fluctuations of spiritual energy on their bodies.
Her master said there were only two possibilities in this situation.
One type is those who are too weak and have little spiritual energy; the other type is those who are too powerful and can control their spiritual energy at will.
If what this person said is true, and he has already reached the Golden Core stage, then he is the latter.
"Hello."
Mo Lan greeted the two of them. Ning Hong was alright, giving a faint smile, but Ning Xiaocao simply turned her head away.
Even though she had no expectations of Long Lin anymore, she still didn't like Mo Lan.
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