Ning Yuyao was a little dazed, but Shen Yunhao still managed to kiss her lips twice.
After tasting his wife's soft lips, Shen Yunhao licked his lips and walked into the cabin with Ning Yuyao in his arms.
"Honey, honey, let's go inside and do our own thing! Let's ignore this scoundrel..."
"Huh? Oh..."
Ning Yuyao was pushed into the cabin by Shen Yunhao in a daze, leaving Ma Tianyu, who was frozen in place, completely stunned.
"Wife? Daughter-in-law?"
After a long pause, he finally murmured, "So that's how it is... So that's how it is! Hahaha..."
The man suddenly started laughing, as if he had gone mad.
Pang Shunan, who was behind, did not see what had just happened, but he still felt that Brother Ma was a bit... pitiful. Just as he was about to go forward to comfort him, he heard Guan Yingying's voice.
"Xiao An? Your name is Xiao An, right?"
"ah?"
Seeing Guan Yingying suddenly appear beside him, Pang Shun'an blushed instantly. "I...I...Guan...Fairy Guan, I...my name is Pang Shun'an..."
Seeing his shy and embarrassed expression, Guan Yingying's eyes shone even brighter. She leaned closer and said with a smile, "Then I'll call you Xiao An! Come... come with me, I'll take you to put your luggage away..."
"Huh? Oh..."
Pang Shunan was pushed into the cabin by Guan Yingying in a daze...
...
The airship glided smoothly above the sea of clouds, like an ice-blue fish.
During the day, clouds drift and roll outside the window, and sunlight streams through the porthole, spreading a warm patch of light inside the cabin.
With more than half a month to go before the start of the Kendo Tournament, there was definitely enough time to make it there, so the small boat slowly sailed forward without any rush.
On this day, the airship slowly landed in a wide valley.
"The way of sword control prioritizes the unity of mind and spirit, and the circulation of spiritual energy must be as smooth and continuous as one's own limbs..."
Ning Yuyao's voice was clear and crisp, like a mountain stream.
Following his wife's instructions, Shen Yunhao slowly channeled his spiritual energy into the sword, while simultaneously focusing his mind to establish a connection with the Guixue Sword.
"rise!"
Shen Yunhao gave a low shout, and the Guixue Sword trembled and floated up, about a foot off the ground.
"It's done!" Shen Yunhao was overjoyed and stepped on it.
"Brother Yunhao! Stay calm and don't let your guard down when controlling your spiritual energy!" Ning Yuyao quickly reminded him.
However, it was too late.
As soon as Shen Yunhao's one foot landed firmly and his other foot was still in mid-air, the Guixue Sword, which was a foot off the ground, seemed to have its bones suddenly removed and tilted to the side with a "whoosh"!
Holy crap!
Shen Yunhao exclaimed in surprise, and his whole body was thrown out like a clumsy duck, landing solidly on his butt with a "plop", splashing up a cloud of grass clippings.
"Pfft..."
At that moment, an undisguised sneer came from the direction of the airship's deck.
Guan Yingying had somehow gotten to the railing, holding a spirit fruit in her hand, and was watching this side with great interest.
"Tsk tsk tsk! I say, Master Shen, is your sword control technique... meant to plow the land? Look... you've almost plowed the grass flat!"
"..."
Indeed, Shen Yunhao is practicing sword flight under Ning Yuyao's guidance.
He had only recently advanced to the Soul Condensation Realm, and while he had mastered basic swordsmanship, he hadn't yet learned techniques like flying on a sword.
Guan Yingying's voice was teasing, "Back then, Junior Sister only needed three days to fly across the Heavenly Abyss to see you. You... tsk tsk, I'm afraid it will take you three months to train?"
Shen Yunhao grimaced as he rubbed his sore bottom and glared at Guan Yingying.
"Senior Sister Guan, you're mistaken!" Shen Yunhao patted the grass clippings off his backside, straightened his back, and wore a disdainful expression that said, "What do you know?" "I call this a strategic reserve! Do you even know what a strategic reserve is?"
"Strategic reserves?"
Guan Yingying was clearly taken aback.
But then Shen Yunhao grabbed Ning Yuyao's slender waist, raised his chin, and boasted to Guan Yingying, "See? My wife's swordsmanship is fast and steady. I just need to hold her. Why bother learning it? If you learn it well, you'll gain something; if you don't, you won't lose anything, right, Yao'er?"
Ning Yuyao was held in his arms, listening to his twisted logic, but she didn't refute it. She just hummed softly, which was considered as her acquiescence to her husband's "strategy".
"..."
Guan Yingying's smile froze instantly.
Looking at Shen Yunhao's smug "I have a wife, what am I afraid of?" face, and then at Ning Yuyao's submissive "my husband is always right" demeanor, Guan Yingying couldn't help but roll her eyes.
"My goodness! A grown man, living off a woman so brazenly, truly a master of keeping women! I utterly admit defeat!"
She shook her head, turned around and walked back to the cabin, leaving Shen Yunhao's smug laughter echoing on the grass.
"Tsk tsk tsk! Yao'er, look, she's driven one away in anger!"
Ning Yuyao raised her eyes and glared at him: "All you do is annoy Senior Sister Guan."
"Who told her to make sarcastic remarks! She was just spreading anxiety..."
Shen Yunhao chuckled and pinched his girl's soft waist. "But wife, flying on a sword is really difficult! How about you take me flying again?"
"Um……"
...
Looking dejected, Guan Yingying returned to the cabin of the flying boat and saw Pang Shun'an not far away, staring blankly out the window.
In recent days, she has learned about Pang Shunan's past through subtle inquiries.
This mortal youth, who had no spiritual roots, was unusually quiet and reserved after the previous betrayal, displaying a maturity and caution beyond his years.
Most of the time, he sits quietly in the corner, staring blankly at the ever-changing sea of clouds outside the window, just like he is now.
But in Guan Yingying's eyes, this little boy was...exceptionally interesting.
She has a free-spirited personality, acts on her own whims, and possesses a mature charm that comes with having seen it all, yet she has a particular fondness for teasing innocent things.
These past few days, just playing with this child has made what would have been a boring trip much more interesting!
“Little An’an…”
Guan Yingying sat down next to Pang Shunan, and a mature woman's fragrance wafted over her. "What are you daydreaming about again?"
Pang Shunan's body tensed instantly, like a startled rabbit, and his face turned bright red in a flash.
He kept his head down, his eyes darting around in a flustered manner, not daring to look at the passionate and beautiful fairy beside him.
"N-nothing, Fairy Guan..."
The sound was barely audible, and her fingers unconsciously twisted the hem of her clothes.
"Oh dear, I told you not to call me fairy, call me sister!"
At this moment, Guan Yingying leaned even closer, squinted her eyes, and asked, "Hiss... Do you think I'm too old and won't call me 'sister'?"
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