Mystic-grade spiritual artifacts are extremely rare.
If it were discovered that Xiu'er was a Xuan-rank spiritual artifact, who knows what unpredictable consequences it would bring to Rong Zi.
Therefore, Rong Zi had secretly instructed Xiu'er to make it appear as an ordinary whip in front of outsiders.
When not in use, it is simply wrapped around her waist as an ornament.
You shouldn't speak in front of outsiders.
It must not be like a whip that has come to life and moves around on its own.
If Rong Zi hadn't forbade it, based on what Zhu Haohao just said, Xiu'er would have rushed up and given him a good beating.
Rong Zi never expected that Zhu Haohao would mistake her for a talisman cultivator.
However, it wasn't entirely unexpected.
After all, she didn't even have a sword, yet she carried so many talismans with her.
When she ran out of talismans these past few days, she would take some time to draw a few more.
Rong Zi didn't explain. She ignored the voice in her mind, her face beaming with joy as she deftly took the sword from Zhu Haohao's hand.
"Oh, you're too kind, you're too kind. I'm so embarrassed."
Several senior female students: "..."
Your actions don't seem like you're embarrassed at all...
"Alright, junior brother, we should go back now," Shen Wanxin urged, stepping forward.
Zhu Haohao followed his four senior sisters away, turning back every few steps.
Even as he soared into the air on his sword, he called out to Rong Zi below, "Miss Rong, if you have the chance, you must come to the Shuiyuan Sect to visit me!"
Rong Zi, holding the spirit sword in her hand, waved at him with her signature smile on her face.
"Okay, okay."
Such a generous tycoon.
It will definitely be necessary to visit it occasionally in the future.
As soon as Zhu Haohao disappeared, Xiu'er, who was wrapped around Rong Zi's waist, jumped out and stretched out the end of her whip to grab the two swords in Rong Zi's arms and throw them away.
Rong Zi hugged the sword even tighter, refusing to let go no matter what.
What are you doing?
Xiuer was further provoked by her actions and became even more agitated.
Pulling the whip's end tighter, it yanked the two swords outwards with all its might, as if it were angrily accusing Rong Zi of being a heartless man.
"You already have me, how can you be fickle and have another spiritual artifact? No way, I don't want to share the same master with another spiritual artifact!"
Rong Zi: "..."
It made her seem like a scumbag who had fallen for someone else.
Rong Zi took a deep breath and, as if coaxing a girlfriend, freed one hand to touch Xiu'er.
"Be good, stop fooling around. I'll need to fly on a sword after I reach the Foundation Establishment stage. A spirit sword is a necessity. But I can assure you, you will be the only one I have in this lifetime."
Xiuer shook her body, angrily refusing to let her touch her.
"You can still control me after you reach Foundation Establishment, so why go looking for someone else? Are you already tired of me? Have you started to like other things?"
As it spoke, it even began to sob and cry, "Waaah... If I had known you were such a fickle master, I would never have agreed to form a contract with you."
The crying was quite convincing.
I just don't know if I can actually shed tears...
Rong Zi's temples throbbed, and he glanced at Xiu'er speechlessly, "How can I possibly tame you looking like this?"
Imagine it.
One day she will reach the Foundation Establishment stage.
Above the sky, all the cultivators were majestically riding their own spirit swords, while she alone was hanging from a long whip, swinging back and forth.
She's not Little Dragon Girl!
"Don't you know? A Xuan-rank spiritual artifact can change its form at will." Egg jumped out of the Hongmeng Ring and landed on Rong Zi's head, then suddenly said this.
Rong Zi was taken aback. "What did you say?"
It can change shape at will?!
Egg directly said to Xiuer, "Xiuer, turn into a sword and show it to your master."
Upon hearing this, Xiuer knew that this was her chance to shine.
With a flick of its whip, an incredibly beautiful longsword appeared in front of Rong Zi in the next second.
Rong Zi stared in astonishment, her eyes widening, and she almost dropped the sword she was holding.
"Holy crap! This actually works?!"
A magical artifact that can change its form at will—doesn't that mean that having Xiu'er's whip is equivalent to having a treasure trove of magical artifacts?
Xiuer's sword, shaped like a longsword, was also white, with a layer of lustrous sheen all over it.
Just like its whip form, two crimson phoenix feathers still encircle the hilt of the sword.
At first glance, he exudes an extraordinary air.
Just now, Rong Zi was very fond of the spirit sword in his arms.
But now, compared to Xiu'er's spirit sword form, the two spirit swords in her arms immediately paled in comparison.
They were instantly killed!
"Take these, both swords are for you."
Rong Zi turned around without hesitation and stuffed the two spirit swords in his arms into Yun Jing's hands. Then he affectionately hugged Xiu'er and said, "Oh, my little Xiu Xiu, why didn't you tell me you had this skill sooner?"
Yun Jing: "..."
Xiuer gave a haughty snort.
"If I didn't have this ability, you would really have to go find another magical artifact."
Although it was sharp-tongued, its body language was quite honest, and it even snuggled into Rong Zi's arms.
Rong Zi retorted playfully, "Look at what you're saying, how could that be? You're the only one in my heart, no other one can possibly catch my eye!"
Egg: "..."
How can you say such things without feeling guilty?
Xiuer, on the other hand, found it very appealing.
Its entire sword began to feel a little lightheaded. "That's more like it."
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